superstar rebirth handbook

The photographer finally came to his senses, and the shutter of the camera "clicked" and "clicked" quickly under his hand.

Li Yun shook his head, shook off the inexplicable sadness in his heart, moved his gaze to the camera screen in the photographer's hand, and said without raising his head, "Xiao Fang and Xiao Mu are going to change their clothes, the next set will take pictures of Wei Li, and the next set." Take pictures of Moyuan in black and Biqing in white."

Mo Yuan nodded when he heard the words. The young Mo Yuan only appeared in the form of memories in the play. To a large extent, Li Yun took care of him to be able to give himself a set photo of himself in this period before starting the film.

Until this time, the other people in the studio quickly resumed their previous excitement as if they had just realized it.

In the whispers of the film crew about the scene just now, Jiang Yanfeng fixed his eyes on the door of the dressing room where Mu Qing's figure had just disappeared, and frowned unknowingly:

Is this the newcomer that Li Yun values...

This newcomer... doesn't seem to be easy...

When Mu Qing entered the dressing room, she found that Yu Yao was leaning against the door in a daze, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

He didn't say anything to disturb the other party, but took a black robe and a crown of the same color and changed around the screen, and when he came out, Yu Yao was already standing beside the mirror in front of the makeup mirror with a makeup brush and powder puff. waiting.

Mu Qing walked over and sat on the chair. He looked at the mirror in front of him, smiled at Yu Yao who was also looking at him in the mirror, and then closed his eyes in a relaxed manner.

Facing his attitude of complete trust, Yu Yao took a deep breath, dipped her makeup powder with a brush, and carefully outlined the other's face.

Because Mu Qing's facial features are especially suitable for makeup, Moyuan's makeup in black is not complicated as expected. Yu Yao just used eyeliner to bring his slightly raised eye corners down, and slightly deepened the eye shadow, and then darkened the previous light. The pink lip color is replaced with a slightly darker color, even if the entire makeup is completed.

After finishing these, Yu Yao suddenly hesitated, she always felt that her decoration was too simple, and hesitated whether to add something.

At this moment, Mu Qing, who felt her stop moving, opened her eyes, and Yu Yao suddenly found that the person in the mirror was completely different.

Although he knew that the person in front of him still had the same facial features and eyebrows as before, but the moment the other person opened his eyes, the aura of the whole person was completely different from before.

Yu Yao stared blankly at Mu Qing, and she realized that the person in front of her was no longer the young Mo Yuan who enjoyed family love in the sect when she was young, but a young man who was burdened with hatred alone after losing the only warm home. Mo Yuan.

In his dark eyes, there was no starlight and agility that was glowing before, and it was replaced by a moving blackness and silence.

This is Mrs. Mo Yuan, who almost used her entire life to bear all the burdens on her own...

Yu Yao looked at the person in front of her, and suddenly felt her heart throbbing.

There are two groups of photos of Mo Yuan in black. In addition to the single photo, there is also a scene where he looks at the heroine half hidden in the dark.

When taking a single photo, Mu Qing stood quietly in front of the background board. The gentle and cold temperament that surrounded the young Mo Yuan before was gone, replaced by a sense of heaviness that gradually spread.

At this time, there was no emotion in his eyes. When he looked at him, it seemed that even his soul fell into the boundless black abyss. His tall and thin body stood up straight, and the muscles on his shoulders were slightly exerted. It is static, but people seem to see his unyielding will, as if he is contending with invisible forces, and people can't help but believe that nothing in the world can make him bend his spine.

At this time, Mo Yuan in black was like the sword held in his right hand, although he was holding back in the sheath, it was actually fierce and dangerous.

Seeing Mo Yuan like this, everyone felt oppressed and heavy as if a big stone had been placed in their hearts.

Watching the photographer quickly complete the shooting, Li Yun let out a sigh of relief, and waved his hand tiredly to signal Fang Jiatong to go over to take the second set of photos.

After the props team turned on the lights, Fang Jiatong followed the instructions and faced the camera, standing under the light, in front of the stage on the left, while Mu Qing half-hidden in the shadow behind her right with his hands behind his back, his delicate and handsome facial features were slightly dim Under the bright light, it looks much softer, and the aura of being alone and isolated from the world before also looks a lot softer because of the presence of the woman in front.

He stood far away, yet seemed to be very close. If he was close, he could touch the other party with just raising his hand. If he was close, he could smell the fragrance of the other party again as long as he lowered his head. He was still expressionless. , but his eyes were involuntarily fixed on the woman in front of him.

His eyes no longer had the calm and dead silence they had before, but instead they were filled with deep affection that cannot be dissolved, and the deep depression of not being able to recognize his lover even though he knew that his lover was in front of him.

Everyone looked at this scene, and there was more or less a heavy sadness in their hearts.

Looking at Mu Qing in front of him, Li Yun couldn't help but see a beautiful smiling face that haunted him in his youth.

He suddenly remembered that at that time, there seemed to be such a pure and beautiful girl in his heart. He could only hide in the distance after school every day and secretly watch her back when she came home, but he didn't have the courage to go forward...

When she returned to the dressing room for the third time, Mu Qing was a little surprised to find that Yu Yao was waiting for her, her eyes were a little red, as if she had just cried.

Perhaps his surprise was too obvious, Yu Yao raised her eyebrows and raised the wine-red tulle robe she was already holding: "Master Mo Yuan, do you need help?"

Mu Qing looked at Yu Yao, remembered how much she loved the role she played, and nodded solemnly in agreement: "So...thank you."

His active cooperation made Yu Yao grin, and after Mu Qing took off the outer blouse and changed it to red, Yu Yao used her hands to lure him to sit in front of the mirror for the third time.

Mo Yuan, who breeds demons, has changed from the refined and gentle in white clothes and the forbearance and introversion in black clothes. At that time, he had killed the demon master and became the new master of the demonic way. He began to become arrogant, evil, and addicted. blood, even moodiness...

In short, this is a rather willful and free-wheeling Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan like this should be flamboyant.

After putting on makeup, looking at Mu Qing in front of her, Yu Yao couldn't help being stunned...