Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

There is no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women in the Film Academy. You will meet them every few steps you take.

The students wanted to show off and deliberately walked past them.

However, they found no recording ball machine at all.

Yang Mingyuan doesn't like Reuters, so when he takes pictures, he will lock the camera in a box.

He also locked the two people's tracking cameras inside.

Feng Wenshen looked at the girl sitting on the bench, her long curly hair loose. The warm sunlight reflected on her skin, revealing a slight red.

A few ginkgo leaves fell playfully on her shoulders and neck.

His eyes darkened and he warned Yang Mingyuan.

"If you dare to glance around, I will have someone dig out your eyes."

Since Song Yuesheng was not around, he didn't need to worry about his so-called exclusive words to the president upsetting her.

Yang Mingyuan adjusted the camera parameters and said with a half-smile: "Boss Feng, I am a professional photographer, please don't doubt my professionalism. If I didn't regard her as a substitute for Tiantian like you do, I wouldn't take pictures of her today."

There is no one in S City who is not afraid of Feng Wenshen.

But when it comes to Tiantian, Feng Wenshen is the same as him.

They are all losers.

But judging from his attitude towards Song Yuesheng, it seems that he is really interested in Song Yuesheng.

But these have nothing to do with him.

His only exclusive model is Tiantian.

"you--"

Feng Wenshen grabbed Yang Mingyuan's clothes. He dared to mention this matter!

His fist froze in the air, and after a moment, he pushed the man out.

Feng Wenshen didn't regret not wanting to beat him, but he suddenly thought that if he said one more word to Yang Mingyuan, Song Yuesheng would have to wait one more minute.

There will be more insects around.

The assistants temporarily regarded themselves as blind patients. Even if President Feng wanted to shut down [Memory], they could not say a word against it.

Yang Mingyuan staggered a few steps and cleared his throat: "Student Xiao Song, let's start."

Song Yuesheng stopped chatting with the Sparrow Spirit, looked up at Yang Mingyuan and nodded with a smile.

If they continued to "fight", she would definitely punch them one by one.

"Xiao Song, don't stand in a backlit place. Yes, that's the right place. Move your hands slightly away, and let's take a side view first. Okay. Very good."

Yang Mingyuan was directing and filming at the same time.

Like other photographers Song Yuesheng had met, no matter how the photos turned out, he would say different words of praise every time he pressed the shutter.

Is this the so-called universal language?

Song Yuesheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A beam of sunlight shone through her eyes from the side. The autumn sunlight was not glaring, but rather gave her a soft light filter.

The girl's smile added a different color to the current scene.

Yang Mingyuan, who was behind the camera, suppressed his unusual heartbeat and quickly pressed the shutter to capture this scene.

He began to understand why Li Yi made such noises when acting opposite her.

Song Yuesheng tilted his head and looked at him: "Yang Mingyuan, if you finish shooting, I will change into another set of clothes."

The sun was warm, but two hours in the dress was the limit.

She wants beauty and warmth.

Yang Mingyuan said "hmm" lightly, raised his hand and asked the makeup artist and assistant beside him to take Song Yuesheng to the temporary dressing room.

He looked at Song Yuesheng, who was blocked by Feng Wenshen, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As a result, I couldn’t find the right state for the subsequent shooting.

He moved the camera away and looked at Song Yuesheng, who was wearing a European-style court dress. "Xiao Song, I have something else to do later. We can take the rest of the photos another day."

Photos taken when you are not in the right state are a pure waste of time.

He would not allow such defective products to exist.

"another day?"

Song Yuesheng closed the classical fan in her hand, lifted her skirt and walked towards him step by step, then tapped his forehead with the fan.

Yang Mingyuan was stunned by her sudden knock: "You..."

Song Yuesheng interrupted directly, tapping his palm with his fan: "The contract doesn't say that we have to shoot in installments. Yang Mingyuan, if you don't shoot well, your hobby and Xia Tiantian in lolita clothes will be exposed at nine o'clock tonight."

As a stunt double, she hates it most when an actor takes three or four days to finish filming a scene.

very tired.

It's also annoying.

Yang Mingyuan said: "No one will believe it."

"is it?"

Song Yuesheng opened the fan with a swish, covering the faces of the two people.

She fiddled with Yang Mingyuan's facial features based on her memory, and chuckled, "Those photos were taken by you to compare with Xia Tiantian's TV dramas and movies, and you taught me how to imitate her. Do you think the netizens will believe it?"

The gloved hand fell not gently on his face. Yang Mingyuan felt like the plasticine he played with as a child. He could not say a word of resistance when Song Yuesheng pulled him.

Because he didn't allow Tiantian to be photographed, she had an accident.

There was no camera following, but there were quite a few students around looking over here.

Isn’t Song Yuesheng afraid that someone will post her photo online and say that she has bad behavior?

"As for your hobbies..."

Yang Mingyuan came back to his senses.

The girl seemed to have thought of something funny. She deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her voice, raised her eyebrows, and looked at him meaningfully.

“You’re not the only one who can take pictures.”

After saying that, she distanced herself from him, a faint smile on her lips.

Even if Xia Tiantian herself had taken the photos of the original owner, they would have ranked second.

Yang Mingyuan felt uncomfortable. Seeing Song Yuesheng leaving, he shouted anxiously, "Keep shooting."

He underestimated Song Yuesheng.

No, it should be said that he never knew what kind of person Song Yuesheng was.

He didn't know what Song Yuesheng had filmed in the apartment, but those things must not be known to anyone else.

After being scolded, Yang Mingyuan became quiet and didn't even say a word of praise.

The shooting progress was significantly accelerated and it was completed an hour earlier than expected.

"I'll send you the photos in three days."

Song Yuesheng listened to the emotionless voice and nodded slightly.

However, at 11pm, the edited nine-grid photo was posted online by Xia Tiantian’s big fan [Tiantian is a candy], with the caption: I was lucky enough to meet Tiantian in Bricka, Country K last year. [Love]

Xia Tiantian’s exotic style instantly topped the hot search list.

[Sweet Rice Balls]: My dear sister!

【夏很甜】：Jiu Meng, hurry up and take a photo, bring it up! Such a beautiful face is really a must! @一曲旧梦V

[Give you a Sheng]: This is in front of the Liren Hall of S Film Academy... Yang Mingyuan doesn't like others leaking the photos, blogger, please delete it quickly...

[Double Donuts]: Since when did a smart guy become able to interrupt and talk?

[Sweet]: As soon as they see a little heat, they rub against it. The stickiness of the sticky candy must come from your bodies.

……

From the beginning when everyone was praising Xia Tiantian's beauty to Tiantian's fans' collective attack of "Giving you a Sheng", it took no more than two minutes.

In the dim room, Xia Tiantian looked at the insults one after another and grinned.

The faint light from the phone screen made her look even more eerie.