The chemical reaction between Explosive A and Chaomilk

The second look of the theme of "burning" is positioned as a rebellious leather-clad boy with a strong punk style, a few strands of jumping blue hair, Martin boots and tight ripped jeans wrapping Shen Ruochuan's thin figure, like A malnourished vampire.

Lu Li frowned looking at this outfit, he didn't like the feeling of being too mournful and world-weary.

Light it up, and the camera is ready.

Shen Ruochuan stood and danced in the deep and long old corridor, the bright sunshine of early summer came in sporadically through the broken windows, like a ray of holy light of salvation in the dark space.

The photographer is capturing motion, and the shutter is "clicking" non-stop.

Beside them, there were two prop girls who became fans of Shen Ruochuan Road, their eyes sparkled, chatting while watching the shooting: "So I don't have any impression of him, I didn't expect the package to be so eye-catching, this time the [-]th anniversary issue will definitely be a hit , these photos are too breakthrough."

"That's right! I didn't even hear the cameraman calling me for the windbreaker. I was stunned. Mr. Gu is really poisonous. That color looks so good on Shen Ruochuan, I can't even find words to describe it!"

"Do you like that? I like this one more, the dark one, an unprecedented feeling. When reading pure love novels in the future, you must automatically wear Shen Ruochuan's face."

"Wow! Look at this dance, it's so neat! I didn't know he danced so well before..."

Before I knew it, I had been shooting for four hours. Except for drinking water and changing clothes, Shen Ruochuan didn't stop for a moment. He met all the requirements of the photographer to perfection, gentle and polite, professional and dedicated. All the staff of the magazine were full of praise.

After lunch, a short interview was arranged first, and Shen Ruochuan was allowed to rest for a while. Raven had checked the interview outline beforehand, and the questions were not tricky, so Shen Ruochuan handled them well.

The last scene is the wine cellar. Under the dim light, there are rows of dilapidated oak barrels, like a down-and-out nobleman who was once brilliant. Just looking at it, it is full of story.

Here, as the finale scene of the theme of "Jin", Gu Manran and the stylist of the magazine thought it over and over again, and came up with a somewhat bold idea, and came to Shen Ruochuan for advice.

As soon as Shen Ruochuan heard the word "exposed", he vetoed it without saying a word: "Except for the neck above and below the calves, nowhere is exposed."

"But to reflect the sense of struggle under the embers, it can't be too clean and tidy." Gu Manran hopes that Shen Ruochuan can make an exception for the sake of art.

"It can be dirty, it doesn't matter if you smear mud on your face or pour dirt on your head, but you will never show it." Shen Ruochuan's attitude was very firm.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Gu Manran thought for a while, and took a step back to look for a backup plan: "Do you think this is okay? You don't need to take it off, but I can make a few cuts on the clothes so that they can't be seen."

Shen Ruochuan considered it for a while, and asked, "How big is the opening?"

Gu Manran's eyes darkened, who said that this kid is innocent and not easy to deceive, okay?

Shen Ruochuan was wearing torn clothes, fair skin and sharp lines, quietly revealed from the damage with Shen Ruochuan's inadvertent movements.

Gu Manran scratched his hair, a few streaks of brown oil paint on his face, from the cheeks to the chin, all the way down the Adam's apple, into the slightly open collar.

Lu Li watched the shape being made and felt that the air was a bit dry for no reason. He took a bottle of ice water from the car and drank half of it as soon as he raised his head.

Gu Manran drew two more wounds on Shen Ruochuan's browbones and the corners of his mouth. The paintings are so exquisite that they can be easily confused with real ones.

Entering the wine cellar to start filming, Fang Suqiao hugged Brother Chuan's water bottle, and Lu Li followed behind.

Shen Ruochuan cooperated with the photographer to shuttle between the tall wooden barrels, sitting or lying down, with a high degree of completion.

Fang Suqiao looked at the figure of Shen Ruochuan lying on the oak barrel with his head hanging back weakly, and couldn't help complaining: "The artist's words are really nice, what kind of apocalyptic feeling, doesn't it just look like you can't live? How beautiful?"

The photographer turned his head and gave him a pair of rolling eyes, Fang Suqiao turned back not to be outdone, when I rolled my eyes proficiently, you were still a single-celled creature, cut!

The photographer watched the playback of the photos while shooting, and seemed dissatisfied, and whispered to Gu Manran: "Teacher Gu, for some reason, I always feel that something is missing."

Gu Manran looked at the photo thoughtfully for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "Wait for me."

He came back soon, holding a plastic bottle in his hand, stood under the barrel where Shen Ruochuan was, and stretched out his hand to call for Shen Ruochuan to come over.

As soon as Shen Ruochuan leaned over, Gu Manran opened the lid of the plastic bottle, sprayed the dark red liquid on Shen Ruochuan's body, and turned to ask the photographer, "How about this? This is a red wine cellar, don't spill it. How does serving some red wine reflect the struggle..."

Shen Ruochuan looked at the dark red in front of him in astonishment, he could no longer hear what Gu Manran was talking about, the red spread in front of his eyes, and gradually occupied the entire field of vision, just like many years ago, when he first It was the same as the first time I saw my mother cut her wrists, the sky was full of blood, and the sky was full of blood.

Shen Ruochuan's ears were full of heartbeats like a drum, his breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't breathe. He looked at Lu Li who was not far away, and wanted to call him, but before he could make a sound, his feet went limp.

"Teacher Shen!" Someone exclaimed.

In the eyes of everyone, Shen Ruochuan fell off the tall wooden barrel and fell into a familiar and safe embrace.

"What's wrong, what's this?"

"Probably too tired, take a rest."

"Go out, it's too stuffy in here, I'm afraid there's a lack of oxygen."

"Is it heatstroke?"

A bunch of people were arguing in a mess.

Lu Li helped Shen Ruochuan back to the car to rest.

Brother Guan turned on the air conditioner, and Fang Suqiao anxiously fanned the air beside him: "Brother, how are you feeling?"

Lu Li took Shen Ruochuan's pulse, which was fast and violent.

Lu Li looked at the blood-stained red color on Shen Ruochuan's body, and asked, "Do you want me to take off this dress for you?"

Shen Ruochuan shook his head weakly: "You all go out, I'll take a rest by myself."

Fang Suqiao stepped back and got out of the car, and the magazine asked about Shen Ruochuan's situation with concern.

"Brother Chuan said that he needs to rest for a while. His film crew just finished filming the day before yesterday. In order to meet the time of your magazine, he came here almost without a break. As a result, his body couldn't take it anymore. When the magazine comes out, we must praise us Brother Chuan." .” Fang Suqiao pushed the boat smoothly with one move, and it was very handy.

The magazine side deeply agreed. Shen Ruochuan's dedication to work was obvious to all during the day's shooting, and Fang Suqiao's words were naturally believed in.

Lu Li squatted beside Shen Ruochuan, quietly warming his cold hands: "Are you dizzy with blood?"

Shen Ruochuan slowly turned his head: "I seem to be exhausted, I don't have any strength at all, I just walked back, and I'm exhausted."

Lu Li put his hands on Shen Ruochuan's forehead, his eyes showed distress: "I really want to bring you back, so do you want to save your face?"

Shen Ruochuan tried his best to smile: "Then I really have to thank you for your kindness, I still want to eat with this face."

Lu Li picked up the remote control, played the soothing sound of ocean waves, made Shen Ruochuan a glass of lemon and honey water, put in a straw, and asked him to drink slowly.

"The last time we were on the set, when Wia had an accident, your face turned pale when you saw the blood. Could it... have something to do with your mother?" Lu Li still squatted beside him and asked cautiously.

Shen Ruochuan smiled helplessly: "Quack, it's right that I shouldn't have any secrets in front of you, why do you know everything."

Shen Ruochuan drank a few sips of honey water, and said sadly: "My mother committed suicide for the first time. I was still in elementary school, and my home is not far from school. Every day I took my keys to and from school by myself. When I got home that day and opened the door, my mother looked up. In the living room, the white floor tiles were all stained red, and I was so scared that I sat down on the ground."

Shen Ruochuan sighed, and leaned his head towards Lu Li: "I don't know how many times this happened, I was really scared by the blood red, and every time I saw blood, I was inexplicably afraid. When I saw that kind of artificial plasma, I had to prepare my heart a long time in advance, maybe it happened too suddenly just now, I was so scared that my feet were weak, it was so embarrassing..."

Lu Li gently rested Shen Ruochuan's head on his shoulder, brushed his hair gently with his fingers, and slowly helped him relax: "So, can we still take pictures later? I don't want you to work so hard."

He just wants to hide him deeply, spoil him, feed him, cook him delicious food every day, take him around to play, and do whatever he wants, but unfortunately this is not what Shen Ruochuan wants, he is a A proud person will not be raised by others, so Lu Li will only bury such thoughts in his heart.

"Shoot." Shen Ruochuan was listless, but his tone was firm: "We have to make money."

Lu Li thought it was funny: "Who will use you to make money?"

"You don't need it, the company uses it. The company spends so much money on me, it can't be wasted."

Lu Li seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything. He was silent for a while and asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Well, go and finish filming the last bit, call it a day and go home for the second class." Shen Ruochuan raised his head and recovered a little.

Still thinking about going to class, Lu Li looked at his face and was a little worried: "Why don't you take a day off, you are already tired enough today."

Shen Ruochuan immediately straightened his back and straightened his neck: "How do you become a master? How can anyone persuade students not to attend class?"

"Okay, my three-good student, you can do it as you say."

Lu Li smiled helplessly and stroked his disheveled hair.

Shen Ruochuan adjusted his condition, got out of the car and returned to the wine cellar, and the audience applauded.

The photographer took the remaining photos as quickly as possible, for fear that Shen Ruochuan might make another mistake.

This guy is now the prince of the media for the first time, and he is very precious.

It has already been spread in the circle, don't mess with Shen Ruochuan, from Yunguo's former manager to the entire company, to Li Qingfei of Xinyi Film and Television, and Mr. Qi who is hot in July, depending on who you are, whoever provokes who will be unlucky.