Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

Bian Xinghuo came in from the outside and brought back the news.

"Mr. Lu, I have asked the photographer. The shooting can start earlier. They are already waiting in the studio."

Hearing this, Lu Jiaxi's attention was attracted, he nodded and got up and said, "Let's go."

When Li Yixiu heard half of what he said, he couldn't feel at ease.

He got up and picked up the previous topic: "Did you just say that I saw through something?"

Lu Jiaxi was stunned for two seconds when he heard the words, and suddenly couldn't remember what he wanted to say, so he shook his head and agreed casually: "It's nothing, he is indeed not simple."

Li Yixiu was stunned when he heard this.

His eyes turned back and forth twice on Lu Jiaxi and Bian Xinghuo, showing a puzzled expression.

No, according to the young master's indifferent disposition, if he found out the assistant's crooked thoughts, how could he still keep him by his side?

When Li Yixiu followed, Lu Jiaxi was already communicating with the photographer, and Bian Xinghuo stood beside him neither far nor near.

He stood at the door for a while, then raised his foot and walked towards Bian Xinghuo.

However, just as he walked up to Bian Xinghuo, he took a step in the opposite direction to put a distance away from him.

Li Yixiu was stunned for a moment, and approached him again in disbelief. The other party took another step without hesitation.

"..."

This grievance Li Yixiu couldn't stand it.

Bian Xinghuo ignores people's gestures, he really has learned a lot from Lu Jia.

He stepped out again, and before Bian Xinghuo had time to move away, he grabbed him and asked, "What are you hiding, I'm poisonous?"

Bian Xinghuo calmly withdrew his arm from Li Yixiu's hand, and said softly, "Mr. Lu told me to stay away from you."

Li Yixiu suddenly had nothing to say.

On the other side, Lu Jiaxi communicated with the studio about the details of the shooting, and started shooting in place.

Li Yixiu decisively changed the topic: "The young master is simply the darling in front of the camera."

Bian Xinghuo was noncommittal, and let out a "hmm".

Li Yixiu continued: "When I met him for the first time, I knew he would be hot. His face is hard to refuse."

Bian Xinghuo doesn't even have an "um".

Li Yixiu stared at Lu Jiaxi by himself and said a lot of nonsense, but didn't get a response for a long time, turned his head, and found that Bian Xinghuo took another step away from him at some point.

"..."

Is this supposed to keep Lu Jiaxi's words in mind?

Reluctantly, he planned to move over again, but something went wrong with the shooting on the other side.

The photographer's voice sounded: "Mr. Lu, your angle is not right. Turn around a little more, and the posture is the same. Don't be too casual. You need to freeze the frame for a while, otherwise some postures will not be captured properly."

The photographer was a man in his 30s, with a beard, and he was full of air at first glance. His voice could be heard by everyone in the studio.

However, the young man in front of the camera seemed to have closed his five senses, standing there motionless, with the words "I'm stubborn" on his expressionless face.

"It's over, this young master has made a mistake again."

Li Yixiu spoke in a low voice, almost murmuring, but Bian Xinghuo still overheard him.

Bian Xinghuo took the initiative to look at Li Yixiu for the first time, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He is crazy about acting. When taking still photos, he often demands himself by the standards of filming, so..."

Just as Li Yixiu explained half of what he said, Lu Jiaxi's cool voice rang out: "The angle you mentioned is the angle of a vase. Although the shot is beautiful, the emotions and expressions in front of the camera cannot be well recorded, and the movements are stiff. It will greatly reduce the sense of performance.”

Photographer: "..."

Doesn't god damn taking hard photos just want the angle of the vase? !

Seeing that the photographer was about to lose his temper, Li Yixiu hurried over to smooth things over: "If you are kind, you will be rich, and if you are kind, you will be rich. Let me have a word with the young master."

Li Yixiu has lived abroad all year round, and he learned Chinese from his father. He can speak ordinary conversations fluently, but he often uses idioms indiscriminately.

Reluctantly suppressing the cameraman's anger, Li Yixiu turned his head and began to talk to Lu Jia: "Young master, this is not a movie, the expressions and emotions you mentioned are not that important, men's clothing magazines only need one word, 'handsome' is Got it."

Li Yixiu worked as a make-up artist for Lu Jiaxi several times, this is not the first time I saw this situation, in the past Lu Manyi, Lu Jiaxi's manager, coordinated with him, I don't know why he didn't come today.

The light made Lu Jiaxi's face glow white, the young man lowered his eyes and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

stubborn.

This is Li Yixiu's second impression of Lu Jiaxi other than being beautiful and precious. In his memory, young people have a very deep set of rules for dealing with things of their own. Whenever young people decide for themselves, let alone ten cows, there are thousands of them. They can't be pulled back.

Bian Xinghuo stood outside and watched for a long time, then raised his feet and walked towards the photographer.

Two or three minutes later, when Li Yixiu said he was still talking nonsense with Lu Jiaxi, the photographer suddenly came over and called Lu Jiaxi aside.

Li Yixiu looked at the photographer wondering what he had said to Lu Jiaxi with an inexplicable expression on his face. About ten minutes later, the two returned to their respective posts, and they had an unprecedented tacit understanding.

For the next half an hour, the photographer's words of praise came from time to time in the studio. A shooting period except for two sets of clothes was changed without interruption, which was better than every previous shooting of Lu Jiaxi that Li Yixiu had seen. It must be a hundred times smoother.

Li Yixiu looked confused.

After taking the photo, Lu Jiaxi went to change his clothes, and the photography exhibition walked to Bian Xinghuo with a smile on his face, holding the camera in his hand: "Young man has a good idea, let your boss reward you with chicken legs later."

When Li Yixiu heard this, he turned his attention to Bian Xinghuo, and when the photographer left, he moved over to him with a curious expression on his face: "What kind of trick did you and the photographer come up with?"

Bian Xinghuo turned to look at him, paused for two seconds and then said, "I thought of a temporary script."

Li Yixiu didn't realize it for a while, and heard Bian Xinghuo say again: "Mr. Lu knows how to show his best self in front of the camera better than anyone else, but he needs someone who can receive him just right."

Bian Xinghuo just asked the photographer about the subject of the shooting, thought of a close story, and asked the photographer to tell Lu Jiaxi to experience the interpretation.

As long as there is a script, Lu Jiaxi can achieve perfection.

The face shot like that hits the soul more directly than the empty body.

Li Yixiu stroked his chin and chewed Bian Xinghuo's words, then suddenly stared at the other party and said, "You seem to know the young master very well."

The pupils covered by the black-rimmed glasses were hard to see clearly, and Bian Xinghuo seemed to smile.

Lu Jiaxi's voice sounded at this moment: "Let's go."

Bian Xinghuo nodded towards Lu Jiaxi, he didn't give any response to Li Yixiu's words just now, he raised his heels and left with Lu Jiaxi.