The actor with the actor

"What are you laughing at, baby?" Mom brought a plate of cut fruits to the tea table.

"It's nothing, I just saw some funny photos on Weibo." Shen Jing raised her eyebrows and stood up to help her mother squeeze her shoulders.

Shen Congming went upstairs after taking out the trash, "Hey, my son is so filial today."

"Come here and I'll help you squeeze." Shen Jing said with a smile.

"Are you going back tomorrow?" Dad took off his coat and sat on the sofa, "Have you booked your ticket yet?"

"I booked it early. I booked it for him the day he came back. When you remember, the ticket is gone." Pu Junlan hurt him.

When returning home, Shen bid for a high-speed rail ticket. After wandering around for more than six hours, his mother felt distressed, so she booked a return ticket without saying a word.

Shen Congming chuckled, "Then dad gave you a red envelope."

"No, no, I have money." Shen Jing waved his hand.

"Excuse me." Shen Congming put some money into his son's card, "Take care of yourself when you are away from home. It doesn't matter whether you are famous or not. In short, safety comes first, you know? The worst thing is to go home and help Dad look after the shop." Well."

"Yeah, especially those martial arts scenes, flying around in the air with a rope hanging, it's scary." Mom said.

"Mom, that's called Wia. They're all wearing seat belts, so there's no danger." Shen Jing comforted her, because the latest movie she took on was a costume martial arts movie.

"Anyway, you still have to be careful," my mother took out her mobile phone, "Come and teach me how to use that Weibo. When mom misses you, I can take a look at your recent photos."

"Okay." Shen Jing tilted his head and taught his mother to register and use Weibo.

The messages in the WeChat group kept ringing.

Yao Huan: As soon as I got off the plane, I saw such an explosive news, @宇越, @颜明昊, what’s going on with you two?Can this kind of problem happen in a live broadcast?What the hell are hot searches?Cheng Yue, don't forget what the company's positioning is for you!You're not old enough to sell meat.

Yao Huan: You look through the comments on your Weibo, what is it about me, my brother cao me, think about why there was never such a comment on your Weibo in the past two years?It is said that fans pay for being idols, and idol behaviors are always affecting your fans, and your image is gradually changing in their minds, you know! ?

Cheng Yue: If you change it, you can change it. It is impossible for me to follow the youthful route for the rest of my life.

Yan Minghao: I’m sorry Miss Huan, this time it’s my problem. He told me that he went to the room to change clothes. I just wanted to surprise the fans, but I didn’t expect him to be so fast. Only one pair of panties left...

Yao Huan: I understand what you mean, so why didn't you communicate in advance! ?If he is faster, today's trending search will become #成越艳.照.门#?

Cheng Yue: ...No, I don't plan to change my underwear.

Yao Huan: You are a public figure, every small move will be infinitely magnified, creating a butterfly effect. Once you take off, the company will have to spend money to restore your image. The spoof videos on the Internet have already come out!Are you going to switch to the Harmony route?

Cheng Yue: It's not impossible.

Shen Jing could feel the spark in the manager's eyes through the screen, and she almost wanted to hold down Cheng Yue's hand that tapped the screen.

Yao Huan was still yelling in the group, and Shen Jing sent a private message to Cheng Yue: Please don't say a few words...

As expected, Cheng Yue didn't talk back.

Yao Huan: Take two sets of airport photos tomorrow @孙汉晓, has the photographer contacted you?

Sun Hanxiao: Contacted Tang Jiajia.

Cheng Yue: She can't do it. The airport photo last time made me into a five-fifth. I have a good figure, and the pimple on my chin in the later stage has not been repaired.

Yao Huan: Are you constipated?

Cheng Yue: Stay up late!

Yao Huan: If you stay up late and have pimples on your forehead, buy him some laxative fruit.

Cheng Yue: Me!without!easy!secret!

Yao Huan: Xiao Sun, please ask Li Hao if he has time to take pictures. Oh, by the way, Shen Jing will be back tomorrow, right?

Shen Jing: Well, arrive at the airport at about 10:30.

Yao Huan: That's just right, Cheng Yue is about that time, let's take the company's car and come back together.

The next morning, Cheng Yue and Shen Jing arrived at the airport and met in the lounge.

"I'll trim some more eyebrows for you." The makeup artist said while wearing a mask and squatting.

"Well, good." Cheng Yue's eyes stopped on Shen Jing's body, and he patted the place beside him, "Sit down, I still have two sets of photos to take later, just wait for me."

"Okay." Shen Jing pulled the suitcase and sat beside him.

Cheng Yue looked in the mirror, "Has the shadow of the nose not been hit yet?"

Shen Jing couldn't help turning his head to look at him, wondering what the nose shadow was. He never paid attention to it when the makeup artist was messing with his face before.

"The makeup of the nose will look a little thicker, and it won't look like a face..." The makeup artist gently reminded him that today's airport photos will take the "plain makeup" route, "Your nose is straight enough, don't wear it It's okay."

"I'm afraid it will look a little wide in the photo." Cheng Yue squinted one eye, pointing to a small pimple on the side of his jaw line near the ear, "Help me cover this pimple here, I don't know why recently Yeah, there's always a little pimple popping out somewhere on the face."

"You're still in puberty, it's normal." Shen Jing said with a smile.

Cheng Yue was in a good mood when he was coaxed by these words, picked up the phone to find a good angle, "clicked" a few times, thought for a while, and asked Shen Jing to help take a side profile.

As soon as Shen Jing raised his hand, Cheng Yue heard a "click" in his ear before he even had time to shape it.

Cheng Yue glanced at the screen and drooped his eyelids. There was almost no room for his face on the screen, and the make-up artist's hands were still in the camera.

His three-year-old cousin and niece are all prettier than Shen Jing's.

"Stay away from the camera..." Cheng Yue held Shen Jing's hand and pushed it back, pointing out the glass window of the lounge, "Find out the angle at which the light hits my face, and shoot that kind of soft light The feeling of special effects, you know what I mean?"

Shen Jing nodded with a half understanding, tilted her body to adjust the angle, "I'll try my best."

Cheng Yue turned his body sideways, and looked out the window with the corner of his mouth hooked.

With a temperature of 26 degrees and a bright sun, Shen Jing couldn't keep his eyes open.

This time he took several pictures in a row before presenting the phone, "Okay."

Cheng Yue glanced at the screen, rolled his eyes, and almost lost his breath, "I mean the soft light effect, not the universal light of Buddha..."

The make-up artist burst out laughing.

Shen Jing pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, "I'm not satisfied, how about I take another picture for you?"

"Let me show you one." Cheng Yue switched places with Shen Jing, and the makeup artist followed, continuing to help him with his hair.

Shen Jing said "um", and sat stiffly just like taking a two-inch photo.

Cheng Yue squeezed his chin and lifted it up slightly, "Relax, this is for taking pictures and not going to the execution ground, don't be sullen."

The sunlight in the lens pours down like a waterfall, bright and dazzling, dispelling all the haze, and the tiny particles are suspended in the air, like countless lightly dancing elves.

Shen Jing leaned back and relaxed his body.

The slender and slightly curly eyelashes trembled slightly in the sun, and the jet black pupils shone with a clear light, with a leisurely and quiet appearance.

"Your eyes are so beautiful." Cheng Yue praised from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Jing, surrounded by the sun, is really like an elf who accidentally fell into the world.

The corners of Shen Jing's slightly raised lips were frozen in the camera lens.

The author has something to say: This chapter is sponsored by "Yue Yue's 18cm Chicken" and "Yun Jing".Cheng Yue: Let her change it!Such an ID at such a young age!What kind of words!Dayin: Then what if she wants to change to 8cm! ?Cheng Yue: ... Cheng Yue: Let's keep it.Shen Jing's disgusted face: Tsk tsk, do you have 18cm?Cheng Yue got excited immediately: Come here and I'll show you if there is any