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Not long after returning to the dormitory at night, everyone's cake for Wu Xu's birthday was delivered to the door. After a lively celebration, they soon fell asleep.

On the [-]th, the five of them got up early and got in the nanny car, all the way to the magazine office.

"Warm Wind" magazine is famous for shooting sports style, although it can't be called a first-line magazine, it is also quasi-first-line.It may not be suitable for He Ying's coffee position, but for Windfall, a group that has just become famous, it can be said to be a big cake.

As soon as you enter the magazine office, you can see a display wall. The classic covers since the inception of the magazine are pasted on the wall. Artists, models, and many well-known athletes in Huaguo have been photographed for the covers.

Yao Zheng, the editor-in-chief of the magazine, saw Yan Haiqiu walking in with Windfall, and greeted him with a smile.

"Broker Yan, long time no see." Yao Zheng stretched out his hand and greeted him politely.

Yan Haiqiu shook his hand: "Today I have to trouble Editor-in-Chief Yao to take care of me."

"No problem, no problem." Yao Zheng told Yan Haiqiu about today's main shooting theme while walking.In the conference room, I showed everyone the concept design.

The theme of this shooting is boxing, and the makeup is mainly war-damaged makeup.

After conveying the shooting concept, Yao Zheng arranged for everyone to go to the dressing room to choose clothes and make up.

The magazine's cloakroom is very large, and the clothes prepared for Windfall have been hung up separately. There are only five people, and there are four hangers full of clothes for them to choose independently.

The makeup team arranged for a few people to come and help the five of them choose clothes. He Ying has always had a sensitive fashion nerve, so he basically matched his clothes by himself, and helped Zhan Yuxing choose them by the way.

Zhan Yuxing looked at the clothes in his hand, and asked cautiously, "Is there no underwear?"

He Ying was stunned. Years of work experience made him expect that the theme of boxing should be exposed a little bit, so he subconsciously didn't take the inside.

"Brother Yu Xing, do you want to wear underwear?" He Ying stared at the sports jacket in his hand. He felt that the photographer would let him take it off if he wore underwear.

"Don't you want to wear it?" Zhan Yuxing asked innocently.

He Ying's breath was stagnant, and she lowered her eyes to choose a white underwear for him: "Wear it."

"Have you chosen the clothes for Mr. He and Mr. Zhan?" A stylist leaned over his head and asked.

"Okay." He Ying answered loudly, and walked out together with Zhan Yuxing.

The stylist took a look at the clothes selected by several people, and finally made a cover set for them first, and the five quickly changed their clothes and sat in the dressing room.

"Do you have any needs for makeup?" one of the makeup artists asked, "If there are no special requirements, we will design according to the concept theme."

Mu Zeyu clasped his hands together and asked cautiously: "Can I not dye my hair? I just came back from dyeing."

Mu Zeyu's hair was blond before, but she dyed it back for the recording of "Artist Observation Diary", and it took just over a month.

"Okay, no problem." Anyway, boxing-themed hair dye is not necessary, and Mu Zeyu's request is very simple.

Seeing that the other people had no special requirements, the makeup artist began to make up the five of them.

He Ying had worked with this magazine before, and the makeup artist knew he couldn't touch him, so he acted cautiously.

Zhan Yuxing was sitting next to him, looking away at him from time to time, and when he met his gaze for the third time, He Ying laughed muffledly, and finally spoke.

"Brother Yu Xing, are you looking at me?" He Ying's tone was brisk, full of smiles.

Zhan Yuxing's ears felt hot: "No."

He hadn't paid close attention to the movements of the makeup artists who put on He Ying's makeup before, but after watching it carefully today, he found it strange.Especially He Ying, who obviously doesn't want to get in touch with others because of her obsession with cleanliness, but can always hold back unconscious touches while putting on makeup.

He Ying smiled, and didn't continue to pursue it, but looked at him calmly, as if saying "I'm handsome, just look at it".

Zhan Yuxing narrowed his gaze, just in time to notice He Ying's hand on his lap, his hand... was clenched tightly.

Obviously he couldn't tell from his expression, but Zhan Yuxing judged through the subtle movements of his body that this person was actually resisting from the beginning to the end, and he had to endure it just for the sake of work.

A slight pain crossed his heart, Zhan Yuxing closed his eyes, and tried his best to cooperate with the makeup artist.Because of his good skin, his makeup was ready soon.

Against the fair skin, there was a small piece of bruised makeup on the corners of the slightly pale lips, and there was a little blue gray at the end of the brow bone.Zhan Yuxing's eyebrows were already light, but the makeup artist helped him darken his eyebrows slightly, making him look a little more distant.

Zhan Yuxing thanked the makeup artist softly, walked up to He Ying, and held out his hand to him.

The makeup artist who put on He Ying's makeup was stunned for a moment, and He Ying herself was also stunned.

After a while, He Ying let go of her fist, held Zhan Yuxing's outstretched hand, and said to the makeup artist, "It's nothing, please continue."

The makeup artist watched helplessly as the two of them didn't say a word, just holding hands, he was still in doubt, and reminded himself to speed up.

After putting on the makeup, the makeup artist asked, "Does Teacher He think it's okay?"

"Well, thank you." He Ying nodded.

The makeup artist packed up her things and walked out quickly.

Zhan Yuxing heard that when several makeup artists walked out together, they were still calling in a low voice: "Did you see? We held hands the whole time!"

"The relationship is too good, right? And didn't you say that Mr. He doesn't get in touch with people? It's obviously a division!"

Zhan Yuxing blushed when he was told, he waved his hands, trying to separate from He Ying.

But He Ying held his hand and thanked him softly: "Brother Yu Xing, thank you for your help."

The steps were given very well, and Zhan Yuxing immediately followed them: "You're welcome, next time... next time if you need to tell me, don't try to be brave."

"Okay." He Ying replied with a smile.

The five people who had finished their makeup quickly followed the arrangement of the staff and walked into the studio. The scene in the studio had already been set up. It was a large boxing ring with many boxing props such as sandbags hanging in the background.

The photographer for Windfall this time is the photographer of "Warm Wind", who has also won the National Photographer Award before. First look at the five people from head to toe.

The appearance of Zhan Yuxing was similar to that of Zhan Yuxing. The other four also had battle-damaged makeup, but each had a wound, some of which were not on the face, but on the arms or chest.

He Ying was wrapped with bandages from his wrists to his entire fingers, and under the open sports jacket was a large area of ​​abdominal muscles. Just standing there was already full of hormones.

Although Mu Zeyu is not as tall as he is, and not as strong as him in imposing manner, his sunny appearance and battle-damaged make-up inexplicably give him the feeling of a smiling tiger.And usually you can't see it, but his muscles are actually very strong.

Not to mention Wen Kanxi, born in a business family with a domineering aura coupled with a unique physical condition, his upper body is directly naked, his waist and abdomen are wrapped in bandages, and his wheat-colored skin is healthy and impactful.

Wu Xu has the cleanest face among the few of them, only a small wound makeup on the ear, and the slightly long hair is tied up, completely exposing the small wound.He was wearing a dark red sportswear, which made his white skin and the wound on his neck more obvious.

Only Zhan Yuxing was wearing a white undershirt. He didn't look like a boxer, but more like a school bully who got into a fight with someone after school. He was too young.

The photographer frowned, walked over and pulled his lining: "Why don't you take it off?"

Before Zhan Yuxing could answer, He Ying walked over and pulled him back a step: "You don't need to take it off, it will work. Teacher, do you want to try it first?"

Seeing He Ying, the photographer shrugged: "Okay, for your sake."

The photographer and He Ying are old acquaintances, knowing that He Ying will not say things that are not sure, although he still has arrogance in his heart, he still listens to He Ying and plans to try.

"Brother Yuxing, come with me." He Ying led Zhan Yuxing to the boxing ring.

According to the initial concept design, they need to pose correspondingly in the boxing ring.The original posture for Zhan Yuxing was to put one hand on the rope around the edge of the boxing ring, but now, He Ying showed him a posture with both hands on the rope.

Zhan Yuxing learned to hold on. Inside the open sportswear, the wide neckline of the white sweatshirt fell down, and the looming muscles could be seen in the dark through the rope.Although it is not as obvious and strong as the others, it is better than a hazy sexiness, and even gives people a satisfying desire to spy.

The photographer finally had no objections, and waited for everyone else to pose before starting the formal shooting.

At the end of the cover shoot, a total of ten sets were shot, each set consisted of five sets, and each set consisted of eight pictures. In the end, only one piece was usable, and the others could not be said to be completely scrapped.Although most of them are definitely unusable, some of the better ones are often selected, and then posted on Weibo in the name of a group or photographer as a bonus.

Yao Zheng discussed with the photographer on the spot, and finally chose the one in which He Ying helped Zhan Yuxing pose in the first place.The five people have different styles, sexy and hot-blooded, clean and muddy coexist, and miraculously blended together, fully possessing the impact of being a cover.

Afterwards, the inner pages are shot for single or multiple people. The inner pages reserved by Yao Zheng for Windfall have five sides.Although Yan Haiqiu told them at the beginning that the CP may be dismantled according to the situation on the scene, or may be disrupted, but in the end, considering the composition of the fans, it was decided to each side, but the actions of the two pairs of CP will be related.

Before shooting, there was a part of selecting keywords. He Ying and Zhan Yuxing read a bunch of words, and finally chose "imprisonment", Wu Xu and Wen Kanxi chose "bound", and Mu Zeyu simply chose " Emperor" label.

Because Mu Zeyu is alone, it is easier to shoot than the other four people who need to get in touch, so the photographer arranged for him to change his clothes and start shooting.

On the other side, Yao Zheng went into battle in person and told the four people about the requirements for shooting the relative cover.

"The movements of the two people are done separately, but it should give people an intuitive feeling that they are placed on the same plane and that you are actually completing this movement together." Yao Zheng gave the simplest example, "For example, I drove towards you. For a shot, I will raise my hand to shoot, and correspondingly, you may become stiff or bent because of the shot. This is an action that takes place on the same plane at the same time, but we have to shoot The effect of dismantling is directly divided into two from the middle."

"At the same time, there will be no sense of disobedience when combined."

"Do you understand?" Yao Zheng asked.

"clear."

"Well, about keywords, you can understand for yourself. The props in the cloakroom can be used by everyone at will." Yao Zheng nodded and asked them to choose props first.

Zhan Yuxing doesn't have a very sensitive sense of fashion, and subconsciously relies on He Ying.

When He Ying started to choose keywords, he had his own ideas. He took Zhan Yuxing back to the cloakroom, and finally chose a wrist strap with a chain hanging on a hanger.

"This is enough." He Ying turned around.

"How to use it?" Zhan Yuxing looked dull.

He Ying lowered her eyes, and buckled the black leather wristband on Zhan Yuxing's left hand: "This way, then, I will hug you from behind like this."

Zhan Yuxing could feel that He Ying circled behind him, passed his left hand in front of him, and strangled his neck with his strong left arm. He didn't use much force, but instead used the momentum to make him raise his head.The right arm hangs down, and the right hand is tightly clenched with the right hand that is close to his side.

"You hold my arm with your left hand." He Ying instructed the person in his arms.

Zhan Yuxing didn't notice anything at first, he raised his left hand as He Ying said, and held He Ying's left arm tightly in front of his throat.

He didn't know how bad this posture was until he felt the two's chests pressed tightly together and He Ying's hot breath when he approached his neck.

Especially with the chain on his wrist.

"Imprisoned" is really "imprisoned", but the atmosphere is completely wrong.

At the moment when Zhan Yuxing panicked, He Ying quickly let go of his hand, and took a step back: "It's probably like this, Brother Yuxing understands?"

"...Understood." Zhan Yuxing carefully pulled the chain on his left wrist with his right hand, feeling like his whole body was going to burn.

Standing behind him, He Ying could see his red ears, which formed a sharp contrast with the fair nape of his neck.

Fingers sticking to her side moved slightly, He Ying suppressed the unknown restlessness in her heart, and took another two steps back: "Then shall we go out? Brother Mu should be almost done."

"...Okay." Zhan Yuxing took a deep breath, turned around and followed him out.

Sure enough, Mu Zeyu had already finished filming and went to remove her makeup. The photographer turned to see the two of them and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." He Ying glanced at Zhan Yuxing and nodded.

"Then who will come first?" The staff quickly changed the background behind, and the photographer adjusted the camera and asked.

"I'll do it first." He Ying knew that Zhan Yuxing was inexperienced, so he came to demonstrate first, maybe he could give him some feeling.

"Row."

After the site was re-arranged, He Ying stood in front of the specially arranged dilapidated and cracked walls in the shed.

Following the photographer's gesture, He Ying took the pose that he had talked about with Zhan Yuxing at the beginning.

It is obviously similar to a non-physical performance, but Zhan Yuxing feels that the width of He Ying's left arm is completely consistent with his figure, and even when he meets the opponent's eyes, he has a feeling that he is indeed imprisoned by the opponent. Reality in the crook of your arm.

That overly aggressive gaze made Zhan Yuxing feel that he had nowhere to hide, only that his shoulders were tightly grasped by the opponent, and there was an inseparable burning sensation when his back was pressed against the opponent's chest.

Subconsciously avoiding He Ying's gaze, Zhan Yuxing became more and more nervous.

"Very good!" The photographer's eyes lit up, and he kept pressing the shutter, almost instantly capturing the feeling he wanted.

Because of the previous cooperation, He Ying's performance was also impeccable. The photographer was in a very good mood and invited He Ying to come over to see the effect of the photos.

He Ying pulled Zhan Yuxing over: "Brother Yuxing, choose one, I can't see anything myself."

Zhan Yuxing moved to stand beside him, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and chose one for him seriously: "This, this one."

The photographer looked around and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Zhan is amazing, I suddenly found that this photo is different from the others."

Zhan Yuxing was stunned, different?Obviously both are aggressive...

He Ying raised her eyebrows, leaned close to Zhan Yuxing's ear and explained in a low voice: "I smiled a little bit in this picture, but it was really just a little bit."

The angle of the corner of the mouth slightly raised is almost invisible to the naked eye, and Zhan Yuxing was indeed mistaken, because he simply felt that this picture was not as aggressive as the others. Now that I think about it, I am afraid it was because of his smile.However, thinking that He Ying took this picture with a smile on his face, Zhan Yuxing felt different again.

If the other ones are completely in line with the theme of "imprisonment" and are mainly aggressive, then this one is obviously more comfortable, and it is even more brilliant than the others.

Zhan Yuxing stepped on his feet uncomfortably and said nothing.

The photographer patted Zhan Yuxing: "Mr. Zhan, are you okay? Are you ready to shoot?"

"... Ah, good." Zhan Yuxing hurried to the same position where He Ying was standing just now, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the feeling that He Ying brought to him just now, immersed himself in it, and quickly settled the pose.

There was a hint of surprise in the photographer's eyes, especially when he saw Zhan Yuxing's eyes, he was very excited: "What a seedling!"

"Of course." He Ying's heart was pounding.

Zhan Yuxing's eyes are blurred, but he can still accurately capture the camera. Although his hand movements are slightly jerky, his facial expressions and eyes are completely in place.

But the photographer is used to the pursuit of perfection. After taking a few shots, he felt that something was missing, and then glanced at He Ying: "Teacher He, go and correct it? The action is your own idea."

"Okay." He Ying responded, and walked up to Zhan Yuxing to correct his hand movements.

Zhan Yuxing looked at him with a bit of annoyance, as expected, he was still a little bit close, and he couldn't pass it all at once.

He Ying grabbed his hand and put it on her forearm: "Grab it and have a look."

Zhan Yuxing didn't know why, but he grabbed it a little bit according to his instructions.

He Ying hooked the corner of her lower lip, and said: "No, use some strength, it's okay if you catch red, the important thing is to remember the feel."

Pursing his lips, Zhan Yuxing grabbed his arm with all his strength, and when he let go, he soon saw fingerprints appear one after another.

"It hurts, does it hurt?" Zhan Yuxing worried that he was too strong.

"Remember the feeling just now, you were caught by me, and you wanted to struggle to escape." He Ying finished speaking earnestly, and quickly retreated out of the camera.

Zhan Yuxing shook hands out of thin air, recalling the touch between his five fingers just now, quickly found the feeling, and instantly fell into the state.

The studio was very quiet, only the "click" sound of the camera from time to time and the praise of the photographer.

After Zhan Yuxing's part was finished, Wu Xu and Wen Kanxi's part was filmed again, and the props they chose were bandages.

The stained bandage was wrapped around Wu Xu's hand, and a strand of it fell to the ground. He stepped on the chair with one foot, looking down from above.Wen Kanxi, on the other hand, wraps a stained bandage around his neck, holding one end of the bandage with one hand, which seems to be self-restraint, but when combined with Wu Xu, it looks like a defeated opponent, completely restrained by the opponent.

Because the shooting efficiency of Windfall was unexpectedly high, it was only after twelve o'clock when the shooting work was completed.

Yao Zheng originally wanted to invite them to have a sumptuous work meal together, but Yan Haiqiu seriously refused on the grounds that Windfall was still controlling his body fat.

"It's a pity." Yao Zheng didn't keep much. After all, it's not uncommon for idols to control their body fat. "After the photos are processed, the extra ones will be packaged and sent to Broker Yan's mailbox. When the time comes, Broker Yan will pay attention to check."

"Excuse me, Editor-in-Chief Yao." Yan Haiqiu said politely, and took five people to the dressing room to remove their makeup.

After receiving the call, Cheng Cheng drove the nanny car parked in the parking lot to the gate of the magazine.He got out of the car and was about to open the door to breathe, when he suddenly found that there were many people around.

Just when he was wondering, the five people from Windfall came out of the magazine office talking and laughing, and these people rushed up at once.

"He Ying! Look at mom!"

"Ah, ah, look at the stars!"

"Mum Mu loves you, you are so cute!"

"Wu Xu is beautiful and beautiful!"

"President Wen marry me!"

……

Not only the five members of Windfall were taken aback, even Yan Haiqiu didn't expect this situation.

The shooting of the magazine is a relatively temporary itinerary, and it is not public. I did not expect to be found by fans.And it's really unexpected that just one episode of the variety show has such an effect.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Cheng Cheng quickly stopped these fans and escorted five people into the car.

He Ying has long been used to the scene of being suddenly blocked by people like this, so he was not surprised and even waved his hands to greet the fans in a good mood.

"It should have just been met by a fan, and the rumor was uploaded on the Internet, and the nearby fans all ran over." After greeting He Ying, he explained to his teammates.

Mu Zeyu was the slightly excited one among them. He had never been in such close contact with fans before, smiling brightly and waving his hands non-stop.

Those fans were indeed like what He Ying said, they all lived nearby. One of them happened to see Windfall when passing by the magazine one morning, so he called the nearby friends in the fan group to come and have a look.

Unexpectedly, luck was very good, and they really made them wait.

Zhan Yuxing wasn't quite used to such scenes, but he still tried his best to greet them with a smile.

He Ying waited for them to finish greetings, and specifically said: "If you want to come to see us in the future, choose more when there is a stage. It's good that there are few people like today. If there are many people, accidents will happen."

"Okay!" Several fans agreed honestly.

He Ying rolled up the car window: "Let's go."

Cheng Cheng responded, and quickly drove away. Seeing the fans behind him getting smaller and smaller, Zhan Yuxing looked at He Ying in surprise: "Unexpectedly, you are quite mature in coping."

"Fans, tell them well, most of them will listen carefully." He Ying said of her many years of experience, "If you really want to meet someone who doesn't listen, Brother Yuxing, call me, my fist Not vegetarian."

When Zhan Yuxing saw his hand, his heart skipped a beat, and he remembered the scene from the shooting just now, and interrupted him with a light cough: "Reject violence, be obedient."

"Okay." He Ying smiled and agreed, "I'll listen to what Brother Yu Xing says."

The author has something to say: The small theater——

Before leaving, He Ying ran to the cloakroom to find the teacher in charge, holding the black leather wrist restraint prop and asked, "Teacher, can you sell this to me?"

"Sell it to you? Do you want Teacher He?" The teacher in charge was quite surprised.

"I want it!" He Ying nodded, her eyes shining brightly.

"Then send you off, we still have a lot here." The teacher in charge was very generous.

He Ying raised the corners of her lips: "Thank you."

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感谢在2021-08-2420:56:11~2021-08-2520:59:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of Tutu Doing Tutu; 1 bottle of Whale Falling to the Sea and Fish Blue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!