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"Here you come." Jiang Hui was fiddling with the machine in his hand, and greeted the two of them when they came in.

Jiang Da, a well-known photographer in the circle, is only in his 30s. Contrary to the stereotype of people who engage in art, Jiang Hui has clean, short hair and a simple hoodie and casual pants.

Zhong Shufang replied lazily, "Good morning", and he and Jiang Hui naturally had some friendship after working more.

Song Jingcong bowed to Jiang Hui honestly, "Good morning, teacher."

Jiang Hui stared at Song Jingcong's dimples in a daze. The rumors on the Internet did not deceive him. It really was a look that an Alpha would like at first sight.

What to look at, what to look at, have you never seen an Omega?

Zhong Shu complained wildly in his heart, and stood between the two of them calmly, completely blocking Jiang Hui's sight.

"Let's go." Zhong Shufang pushed Song Jingcong to the dressing room, then turned around and waved at Jiang Hui, "Save time, work early and finish early."

"I only set up a dressing room for you," Jiang Hui said.

Zhong Shufang gave him a thumbs up in the direction he was standing, and he was quite right.

The theme of Jiang Hui's first group shooting was very everyday. The clothes prepared for Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong were coats, sweaters and jeans.It didn't take much time to release it, just slightly set the bangs on the forehead, and let the hair sway in the breeze.

Zhong Shufang straddled one leg on the old-fashioned bicycle and turned his head to look at the back with gentle eyes. Song Jing came running from behind with a smile on his face, revealing a pair of clear and shallow dimples.

The camera focused on the faces of the two, Jiang Hui kept pressing the shutter,

A lazy orange cat was lying on the white bench behind the two of them, squinting and yawning among the golden ginkgo leaves.

Then Zhong Shufang sat on the bench, the orange cat nest found a comfortable position on his lap and basked lazily in the sun, Song Jing covered his eyes from behind, with a lively and sly look on his face smile.

Zhong Shufang raised the corners of his mouth and turned his face slightly in this posture, and lightly kissed the outside of Song Jingcong's palm, and then pulled Song Jingcong's wrist according to the agreed movement.

Jiang Hui saw this scene clearly through the camera, and after the continuous shooting stopped, he sighed: "It's so beautiful."

Zhong Shufang raised his eyebrows proudly at Jiang Hui, "It should."

Before the next scene started, both of them put on beige trench coats and walked side by side on the path in the ginkgo forest.Song Jing wrapped a long beige scarf around his neck, buried half of his face in it, only revealing a pair of lively almond eyes.

Zhong Shufang reached out and picked off the ginkgo leaves that fell on Song Jingcong's head. Song Jingcong looked up from the side and smiled at him and thanked him.

The two found an empty grass field covered with fallen leaves, and Song Jing looked up at the small fan falling from the branch while the green and golden met, and the corner of his jaw drew a beautiful and sharp arc.Zhong Shufang looked at Song Jingcong's profile with a smile all over his eyes, his eyes softened into a sea of ​​tenderness.

Jiang Hui glanced at the moment recorded by the camera and nodded in satisfaction. The staff of the service team put away their cp thoughts when they saw this, and they were still sighing how sweet it was so sweet the next second. state.

"Thank you." Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong said in unison, bending slightly towards the busy staff.

"You're done, so handsome." The makeup artist put down the brush in his hand and walked around to the side of the two, jokingly said: "The bad school grass and his sweetheart Xueba are so annoying."

Song Jingcong rolled his eyes when he heard the words, "It's not very sweet to follow the script."

"Then I look forward to the film even more." said the makeup artist.

"Teachers, please follow me to the scene." The staff knocked on the door of the dressing room, interrupting the chatter and laughter inside.

The well-arranged interior is a classroom, with a lot of books and papers scattered on the desks and on the ground.

Seeing the eyes of the two people brighten, Jiang Hui pouted towards the nearest seat, "One sits on a chair and the other sits on a table."

Song Jingcong pushed the black-rimmed glasses on his face, sat on the chair and drew on the test paper with a pen, and buttoned his white shirt to the top of his neck meticulously.

Zhong Shufang sat on the table next to him, restlessly stretched out one leg against the edge of the next row of table, stretched out his frivolous hand to lift Song Jingcong's chin, showing disdain.

Song Jingcong put down his pen and sighed silently, took off the black-rimmed glasses that covered half of his face, raised his head and looked up at Zhong Shufang, his eyes flickered and finally fixed on the scar at the corner of Zhong Shufang's mouth.

Seeing this, Zhong Shufang raised a scarred corner of his mouth and smiled viciously.The tie was draped crookedly on his shoulders, and the top two buttons of the striped shirt were unbuttoned by him. He leaned slightly, revealing a small piece of smooth and fair chest. posture.

Song Jingcong glanced at Zhong Shufang's exposed collarbone and chest, frowned slightly, then expressionlessly picked up the half-written test paper on the table, and slapped it on Zhong Shufang's body, exposing him Part of it is covered tightly.

"Wonderful!" Jiang Hui put down the DSLR and praised without hesitation. Who said he was going to shoot bad school girls and obedient school bullies, and it is more interesting to cut black characters.

However, Song Jing never expected that the child looked so good, and he was still an Omega. This contrast really surprised him.

Needless to say, Zhong Shufang, an old partner, he knows expressiveness very well.

The prop master came over and added a black coat and hung it on Zhong Shufang's shoulders. He sat sideways beside Song Jingcong, and he didn't have a sitting posture. One leg was exposed outside the table like a thorn, and his head was propped up with a playful expression on his face. Staring at Song Jingcong's test paper.

Song Jing raised his eyes and glanced at him, the pen in his hand didn't stop, and wrote the last epilogue.

Zhong Shufang smiled viciously, snatched the pen and paper from Song Jingcong's hand, and wrote his name in the name column with a big wave of his hand.

After this scene was filmed, Zhong Shufang removed the scars on his face, changed his clothes again, and was wearing a school uniform shirt like Song Jingcong, and even fastened the last button honestly, so he was putting on a tie.

The scene of the last shot was in the corridor. Song Jingcong walked out of the classroom with a cup to fetch water, but was stopped by Zhong Shufang halfway.

Alpha reached out and took off Song Jingcong's glasses with his own strength, and put them on his face in a second.

Song Jingcong was taken aback and immediately reached out to grab Zhong Shufang's tie that he had not yet taken back, pursed his lips and stared at Alpha's eyes.

Zhong Shufang was taken aback for a moment, then slightly bent down and looked at Song Jingcong, even snatched the water glass from the man's hand, took a sip from the place where there were still water stains in this posture, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, provocatively Looking at Song Jingcong intently.

The eyes of the two were connected in the air, and an inexplicable ambiguity spread, full of tension.