actor is not human

Jian Lingli's agent's face is also not good-looking: "I told you not to show off, it's fine now, no one has noticed you at all."

Jian Lingli's shape is very simple, even simpler than that of Fu Jiucheng and the others, and she still lives alone.Let alone such a simple look, even if she is really asked to put on such complicated makeup as Bai Qing, it's about time.

But Jian Lingli insisted on putting on a show for a while, and insisted on making people wait for her.

It's better now, stealing chickens won't cost you money, everyone's eyes are focused on Fu Jiucheng and Bai Qing, and the attention that was impossible to earn is now even more in vain.

It was Linda who saw Jian Lingli first, snorted coldly, put the sunglasses back on her face, and said unintentionally to the trees and trees around her: "I really didn't expect that there are some scores that are sent to the sky. I really think Bai Qing is not suitable for Mo Yunlou, there are many more suitable than him."

Lin Mulin also knew that Linda was talking about Jian Lingli. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Jian Lingli's face was almost blackened by the discussion, and even the tender pink ladylike little dress on her body couldn't cover it. She was so angry that she couldn't help laughing.

She didn't get any eyeballs and she became a laughingstock. Jian Lingli's face is as thick as a city wall, but her manager doesn't have one.After several times of persuasion to no avail, the agent had no choice but to walk to the side with a dark face, keeping a certain distance from Jian Lingli in vain.

Shiwugen was originally a little dissatisfied with Jian Lingli's deliberately late arrival, but now only Fu Jiucheng and Bai Qing are left with his eyes full.

Fu Jiucheng's makeup photos have already been taken, and now they are in a good state to take photos of the two of them, and their makeup photos will soon be used as the main promotional poster of "Soulbreak".

The two stood in front of the photographer, still discussing the action.

Bai Qing stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Jiucheng's waist, making him turn his back to him, and turned around himself, holding the flower fan on the side and pointing straight ahead, before asking the camera: "Do you think this is okay. I think Mo Yunlou and Chang Mu in the movie are actually like this, tacitly protecting each other's back and loving each other in their own way."

As he talked, he seemed to feel the fiery gaze around him, and Bai Qing's voice became lower and lower.

It's still a bit tricky, the action of him lying in Fu Jiucheng's arms that the photographer set for them just now is actually more poignant, and if they are back to back like this, they are more rigid.

But he didn't expect the camera's eyes to burst out. If Bai Qing's makeup and clothing were not so troublesome, he really wanted the two brothers to hold Bai Qing's shoulders and have a good discussion.

Indeed, if "Mo Yunlou" fell into the arms of "Chang Mu" at the beginning, it would be softer and more beautiful on the screen, and it also makes people regret the final ending.But Bai Qing's idea was even more intense. They tried to resist, trying to overthrow the oppression and prejudice against them from the outside world.

The photographer said "yes" several times, and pulled Bai Qing and Fu Jiucheng to implement it.

Bai Qing turned half of her body and showed her back to Fu Jiucheng: "You must protect me, Young Master Chang."

Fu Jiucheng slowly let go of his fingers, put the wrinkled military cap on his head straightly, and replied, "Okay." There was a solemnity in his tone that only he knew.

The better Bai Qing is, the more proud he is.This is the Bai Qing that no one else can take away no matter what they do, and it will definitely belong to him in the end.

"Yes, Bai Qing folded the flower fan and stretched it forward. Fu Jiucheng drew his gun, yes, facing the front."

The handsome facial features of the young man with heavy make-up are all moistened with oil paint, soft as if coated with a layer of halo, only a pair of eyes that are still uncompromising with the world are exquisite, the light trembles slightly, and there are various styles and peerless elegance All of them are stacked at the end of the bright red eyes like petals.

Fu Jiucheng was wearing an army green military uniform, leaning tightly against Huadan behind him, his eyes were as cold as a knife, wishing to clear all the obstacles in front of him, just so that he could stand in the sun with his beloved behind him after the prosperity and peace.

The cameraman stood behind the monitor and watched the two people's movements, always feeling that something was not very good.

It's not that there is anything wrong with their posture, but I always feel that there are some places that don't have that smell.

Until he saw the sleeves of the two suddenly entangled in the dark, entangled.

"Fu Jiucheng! Your hand in the dark, yes, hold Bai Qing's hand. Oh, there is nothing to be ashamed of, just hold it! You are all men, what are you afraid of!"

The photographer seemed to think that his voice was not loud enough, so he snatched the loudspeaker from Shi Wugen's hand and yelled at the two of them.

The excitement is beyond words.

Fu Jiucheng let out a low laugh, just now the fingers of the two had touched several times quietly in places where they couldn't see clearly.

Now there is a reason to be blatant.

Fu Jiucheng's callused hand involuntarily covered Bai Qing's slightly smaller hand, gently squeezed the other's fingers, and said with a smile, "I didn't mean to hold you."

Bai Qing's ears turned red in an instant, and her mouth was still stiff: "That didn't make you pinch my fingers."

The backs of the two people who were not completely close to each other vaguely exposed the two holding hands, and the ends of the little fingers were still entangled with each other.

The palms of the hands were hot, and a thin layer of sweat slowly oozed out.

Bai Qing suddenly felt an indescribable force that made him suddenly change his movements.

Hua Dan, who was still holding the fan and pointed forward, suddenly softened her strength, slowly opened the flower fan in her hand, bowed slightly, and rested her fingers lazily on the edge of the flower fan to pinch out a shapeless orchid finger, turning her hands backwards Half covered his face, only showing half a sad side face.

But Fu Jiucheng became even tougher, his fingers clenched the gun in his hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.

A tear fell down the corner of the red eye.

Hardness turns into softness around the fingers.

The photographer suddenly didn't know how to shoot this scene.

The impact of this scene is much greater than just now.

Suddenly, a line from "Soul Broken Mountains and Rivers" was recited by Shi Wugen brightly——

"Yunlou, just sing, sing what you love, do what you love, I will be your support, I will be your home."

This is the closest they have come to a confession. Chang Mu refrained from touching Mo Yunlou's face, but just gave him a hug without any ambiguity, even though the young man who was still painting his eyebrows in the mirror just now was lingering on his shoulder. Open a piece of steam.

The unnamed child who was kicked back from the gate of ghosts got a name called Mo Yunlou after being whipped and boarded for countless times, and his spine of dignity was broken.

But at this time, he easily got a family, called Chang Mu.

He said, you just sing.

Okay, let's sing it, singing and dancing in troubled times, and singing about prosperity in a peaceful world.

This scene was captured, and the cameraman was silent for a long time looking at the picture that had not been edited on the screen.

Forbearance and pain are completely covered by this photo.Two people who clearly love each other should hug each other, but due to various reasons, they can only pretend to be strangers.

"This one is good, this one..." The photographer looked at the photo and sighed, "There is no need to take another one, this one is the one I want."

In fact, the basic makeup photos are taken without knowing how many photos, one after another, until you are satisfied.But no one knows where the point of satisfaction is, maybe after a long time of tossing, they can only choose the first one at the end.

But both Shiwugen and the photographer were very satisfied with this one, and they decided to take this one almost at once.

No matter how many shots you take, you won't be able to beat this one. Bai Qing's sudden movement just now looks like he didn't obey orders, but in fact, it was a stroke of genius.

The hands clasped under the layers of silk and satin, half of the face of the radiant and famous actress was shockingly beautiful, but she shed a tear, and all the words she wanted to say were condensed in that tear.

The cold and stern general stared straight ahead, but his fingers secretly explained their unspoken love in the clasped palms.

Shi Wugen also looked at the photo with a long sigh: "Oh, the ending is really unsatisfactory."

The photographer who was just about to sigh was speechless. If he didn't want a salary, he really wanted to say - "This is obviously the ending you set!"

Bai Qing had already reached out her hand to wipe away the watery light from the corner of her eyes. The tears just now were calculated, just enough to be reflected by the light without making up.

With a wipe of tears, Mo Yunlou disappeared, replaced by Bai Qing.

With a smile, Bai Qing turned the fan out of the flowers, let go of the still clenched hand with her right hand, walked up to Shiwugen, leaned over to look at the photos in the camera familiarly, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Much better than I imagined!"

This is a master who can say "really handsome" loudly under the marketing account, and Shi Wugen, who is more familiar with Bai Qing than most people present, smiled heartily: "The movements you changed just now are amazing. Without what you did just now, this photo would not exist."

No one noticed that Fu Jiucheng, who was standing there, raised his left hand and shook it lightly, feeling lost.The soft touch of the palm just now disappeared instantly, and the cold wind of early autumn kissed his palm instead of warmth, sweeping away the last bit of white and green warmth left.

"Fu Jiucheng! What are you still doing there! Come and have a look!" Bai Qingyang looked at Fu Jiucheng who was standing motionless with a smile on his face, but the next sentence was already sound transmission, "Are you tired?"

Looking at the Bai Qing in front of him who was clearly wearing a headdress of tens of catties and still refused to be at peace, Fu Jiucheng felt that the few knots in his heart had dissipated in an instant, and replied, "No, I was thinking about something."

"About Jian Lingli? Don't be too nervous. She hasn't done anything yet. Let's take a look at the photos."

The voices from Bai Qing's voice transmission were extraordinarily joyful, and Jian Lingli did not affect his mood at all.

Apparently, Fu Jiucheng didn't feel any shame for letting Jian Lingli take the blame for her innocence, so he walked to Bai Qing's side to look at the photo with peace of mind.

"How is it?" Bai Qing turned her head abruptly, and her neck was almost broken by the heavy headgear, so she had to ask enthusiastically while supporting her neck with her hands.

Fu Jiucheng was not in a hurry to start a conversation. Looking at Bai Qing's raised peach blossom eyes, and smelling the familiar but unobtrusive scent of wild roses on his body, he remained silent for a while before saying in a low voice, "It looks good."

As long as it is white and green, it looks good.

[The author has something to say: Yes, this is still a timed article]