My Sister is Very Obsessive

"Shen Yan, you are playing the piano in the pavilion, and then Shen Le is posing in the open space outside, and I'll stand there and take pictures for you!"

While talking, Tang Qing pointed us to the location.

"In this way, the picture not only has a sense of layering near and far, but also has a kind of concern that is similar to inclusion. Although such a picture will make you call it the background, you probably won't mind it!"

In the first half of the sentence, she gave us an analysis of the benefits of this layout, while the second half of the sentence was asking for her sister's opinion.

"do not mind!"

My sister smiled happily, then turned her head to look at me, and Tang Qing, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but get goosebumps with her affectionate eyes.

"I shouldn't have taken your business!" Tang Qing raised his hand and rubbed his arm, "You are so arrogant, have you ever considered my singledog's feelings!"

"How does singledog feel?"

My sister looked at Tang Qing innocently, with a simple smile on her face, but why did I feel a full of 'malicious' in her and her smile!

"You..." Tang Qing looked at her sister angrily.

"Okay sister, don't make trouble!"

I quickly pulled my sister back behind me, then turned her body around, gently pushed her shoulders, and sent her to the stone pavilion.

"Hurry up and stroke your piano!"

After I finished speaking, I jumped out of the stone pavilion, took the sword in my hand, and looked at Tang Qing, wanting to hear if she had any advice on pose.

"You will be in the pavilion. After thinking about it, I still think I should take a close-up shot first."

I raised my hand and touched my nose, then ran back to Shiting again.

"You first hold the sword in your arms, then lean against the pillars of the stone pavilion and watch your sister play the piano."

"Uh... well!"

I crossed my arms across my chest, held the sword in my arms, leaned against the pillar of the stone pavilion, and looked at my sister.

"puff!"

Just looking at it, I couldn't help laughing out loud, because... the sound she made was so messy.

"Don't laugh!"

My sister is well aware of the things she pops up, so when she told me not to laugh, her face was red and her confidence was somewhat lacking.

"Shen Le, don't laugh, pay attention to your eyes and expressions, and Shen Yan, can you be serious!"

"It's my brother, he made me laugh!" My sister gave me a dissatisfied look, and then explained to Tang Qing loudly.

"OK OK!" I hurriedly raised my hand to admit my mistake, "This time we are serious about shooting!"

Saying that, I took a light breath, and after collecting my emotions, I turned my eyes to my sister again.

"Ding, ding, dong, hum..."

All kinds of chaotic and noisy notes came out as her sister tugged the strings. She pursed her lips gently, lowered her head with red cheeks, and plucked the strings seriously.

At this time, a wisp of the slightly moist lake wind blew, and the chance of pinning my sister behind her ears drooped down.

The long and supple hair gently swept over the strings, and swayed gently with her sister's slender and tender jade fingers.

If she lived in ancient times, she must not be suitable to be a talented girl who is proficient in everything.

And I will definitely not be a knight who holds a sword in his arms and is eager to use the sword in the world.

Eight thousand miles of Huangsha turned around, and a hundred thousand miles of love was sent to the bottom of my heart, asking when you will return?

Everyone has a dream of a knight, one person and one sword, happy and unrestrained, but you should also know that behind the seemingly happy and unrestrained, there is endless separation and loneliness.

Among the heroes in the Dragon Gate Inn, which one does not have a confidante in his heart?

Ask your return date? What is the due date?

There is nowhere to return, what is life?

...

...

"I still like you so much, like the wind to walk eight thousand miles, regardless of the return date!"

While playing, my sister suddenly murmured, her voice was a little melancholy, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

She should not be melancholy, she should be a pink girl.

"All right!"

Tang Qing, who was holding the camera by the side, finally spoke up, and I couldn't help but quietly let out a sigh of relief.

In such a few short minutes, it felt like a century had passed, and my whole body was filled with discomfort.

I twisted my neck and shook my arms, probably this uncomfortable, from the inside out.

"younger brother!"

Just as I was shaking my arms to relax, my sister who was sitting in front of the guqin suddenly looked up at me, her face full of melancholy,

"I was too involved in the drama just now!"

I wanted to say that I was also in the play, but the words came to my lips, but I swallowed them back.

"Haha!" I walked up to her, raised my hand and patted her on the head lightly, "It's so easy to get into the show? It seems that you are very talented in acting!"

My sister twisted slightly, and actively rubbed against my palm,

"I thought that you were about to leave the rivers and lakes, and I was playing the piano in this long pavilion."

Saying that, my sister leaned on me sadly, "Don't go, okay!"

"Where can I go?" My palm gently stroked my sister's cheek, "You stupid, I'm your brother, where else can I go other than by your side?"

"Besides your biological parents!"

Although my sister's voice was small, I could still hear it very clearly.

biological parents? It seems that I haven't seen them until now. Shen An said on the phone last night that they all miss me, which is just nonsense.

If they really missed me, they would have come to look for me at the first time, but they didn't come. Instead, during this festival, they dragged others to call me and told me that I hoped I could take the initiative to see them.

I don't go to them because I have no feelings for them, and I save others by myself. Since they don't come to me, can it also prove that they don't miss me?

If that's the case, why am I going back to them? Embarrassing yourself?

"They?" I couldn't help but chuckle, "Do you think it's possible to go back according to my character?"

"I, how do I know!"

My sister stuttered and sat up straight.

"Hey, I said why did you two chat again?" Tang Qing, who had finished taking pictures, couldn't help shouting, "Hurry up and change to another pose, time is running out, so don't waste it."

"Okay okay!" I turned around and made an OK gesture to Tang Qing, then turned around, holding the prop sword in one hand, and patted my sister's forehead lightly with the other, "Okay, don't think too much about it. , I'm not going anywhere, I'm tired of being by your side all my life."

"Puchi!" After listening to my words that were completely similar to a confession, my sister couldn't help laughing and stuck her tongue out slightly at me, "Don't worry, I won't get bored of you, never will."

"Drink, I have to thank you for not being bored!"

I stepped on the guardrail of the stone pavilion, turned my head and smiled at my sister, then one jumped out of the pavilion and landed steadily on the ground.

"Zheng-"

I pulled out the long sword in my hand, looked at Tang Qing, and asked,

"Any suggestions?"

"Whatever!" Tang Qing held the camera and kept choosing the angle of taking pictures, "Just follow the poses in the costume drama."