7, thin waist(1/2)
When Xin Kui ran out of the apartment building quickly, bent down and rushed into the nanny car like a cat, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day.
Today, she sometimes sets the itinerary of the Pictorial, and is located at the shooting base outside the neighboring city. She needs to rush over in advance so that she will not get stuck and leave a good impression on photographers and magazine editors.
"Why are you running so urgently? Is there a dog chasing you?"
Li Yan sat gracefully in the middle of the second row, lowering his head and carefully checking the contents on the itinerary, without any distraction.
Hearing the sound of her closing the car door, he didn't even raise his head.
Xin Kui was bitten by a dog when she was a child. When she grew up, she loved and hated creatures like puppies. It was really easy to pull off, but under conditioned reflexes, she would involuntarily avoid the dog when it approached, which was completely uncontrollable.
This type of accident was written into her resume carefully, which caused Li Yan to ask several questions when he first met her.
"You're the dog chasing me, I'm afraid of sunlight." Xin Kui raised her hand, and under her cuffs, her fair white arms were slender and beautiful. She said, pointing out the window, "Look at it, there are no people outside, but to be honest, it's so hot today."
Through the film of the car window, the gray-black filter blurred the tones, and you can still see the wilted and listless leaves and branches.
In midsummer, the afternoon sun is hot and hot.
The rays of the sinker reflected the asphalt roads with golden light, and the air was so hot that it seemed to be still.
Fortunately, there is plenty of air conditioning in the car.
Xin Kui changed a bag today, and removed some food from it. There were three or four small electric fans, which were imitated as a sunflower. It turned out to be like a blooming flower plate, small and mini.
These are all "little tricks" she used to protect her life just in case.
There are several greenhouses at the base where the shooting is being conducted today. If there is no exception, there should be an outdoor scene transfer. Generally, when shooting takes outdoor scenes, the scene will mostly use some ice makers and large electric fans to physically cool down, and comfortable air conditioners will definitely not be able to use.
There were so many people who couldn't even get a seat around the blowing room. At that time, the small electric fan would be of great use.
When the nanny car slowly drove away from the spot, Xin Kui threw an electric fan to Li Yan.
Caught out of control, Li Yan looked at the things on his leg and stared at it for a while, "This is what you said a while ago, what you bought online for a good summer vacation baby?"
"Where is it? The good summer vacation baby bought online is a cool eye mask. I'm specially customized... There is no such cute sunflower fan on the market!" Xin Kui heard the hint of disbelief in his words, and his almond eyes were wide open, looking at him directly, "If you don't want it, let it go, I'll use it myself."
"You have a conscience towards me as an agent." Li Yan responded quickly.
There is no reason to return this thing. He accepted it and began to change the topic. "If you take this shot, you will have no big problems, right?"
"No big problem. I took a look at their past style last night, and probably observed a journal that has been around for a full year, and I'll just cater to it."
Li Yan responded, then nodded with satisfaction, and then he reminded him, "But there seem to be a few seniors this time, don't play with them."
What does it mean to take off the game...
Xin Kui frowned - when talking about her "leapfrog" most, it seemed that the Huading Awards were not long ago.
But that's not called playing with it.
She can handle it if she is just a hundred packs!
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The shooting base of Shi Yang Pictorial, each greenhouse occupies nearly 1,000 square meters, and is also a specially divided area for this magazine.
Xin Kui arrived at her destination an hour and a half later. The person in charge was actually a little surprised to see her arrive, after all, it was still early.
However, no matter how surprised he was, the person in charge did not delay too much and directly welcomed Xin Kui to the special dressing room to make a styling.
After instructing some precautions, he turned around and went to be responsible for the construction of the indoor greenhouse background.
Depending on the theme, the background boards of each issue are of course different.
Because it was a journal shot in a summer special, Xin Kui received the theme content related to scenery, flowers and plants, and the key words given are also adjectives that are closer to her age group, such as green shade in midsummer, fresh and sunny.
Therefore, there is no need to use too strong and gorgeous makeup.
The makeup artist approached her first face and looked at her for a while, then she exclaimed a few times, "Sister, you probably haven't done anything micro-pluck or something. Your face and skin condition are so perfect."
Although I usually don’t ask so bluntly in openness, sometimes I don’t need to take too much into account when chatting and inquiring privately.
Xin Kui's hairstyle was only halfway through, and her head was frozen and she could not move.
She curled her lips and smiled slightly, "Sister, I'll tell you the truth. If I do it, my parents will probably have to hang me up and beat me."
The Xin family is a great family. Xin's father had disagreed with her entry into the circle, and until now, he has not completely let go.
Only Xin's mother supported her and voted for support.
If she had returned home with Zhang Quanxin's strange face, Xin's father would probably be so angry that he would go to Gu Yanzhi to argue and demolish Gu's building.
The makeup artist smiled after hearing Xin Kui's words.
She has taken over the makeup of many artists, and often the strength of her subordinates cannot be too hard. However, using makeup to cover up the gaps and shortcomings will be revealed more clearly before the camera. In the end, she has to rely on the post-scheduling technique of selecting pictures and paging pictures.
There are not many things in the circle, but the proportion only accounts for a small number.
So out of professional instinct, if she meets a girl like Xin Kui, she is more willing to talk more, and if she has other opportunities to cooperate in the future, it will be more pleasant.
Thinking of this, she intimately twisted Xin Kui's little face, "Don't move around, sister will give you some oxygen makeup today."
The dressing room was crowded, and the staff were shuttled back and forth between the shed, which was very lively.
Xin Kui finished her styling, and after that, she had nothing to do, so she was on standby in the dressing room.
The middle of the way, a dressmaker pushed the iron rack of the clothes over and told her in detail the order of dressing that needed to be changed after shooting later.
Xin Kui looked at the specific schedule for filming. She had to change at least three sheds, and outdoor scenery was indispensable.
In the later stage, new artists will arrive one after another, and the staff who are still busy here are flocking to the crowd and all of them are rushing out.
While it was nothing to do with him, Xin Kui, who was very obedient, did not think about joining in the fun and stayed quietly in the dressing room to play with her mobile phone.
Speaking of the artists who are filming together today...
She didn't remember this until now.
Xin Kui was busy studying and preparing for it before, but she didn't seem to have time to ask who were filming together this time.
And just in the gap between thinking and hesitation, the door of the dressing room was pushed open by itself.
A tall man stepped in directly without saying hello, and sat down on the sofa opposite Xin Kui. The black sofa in the leather was squeezed out a sound similar to a leak.
He leaned over to get the water from the small coffee table, and his eyes were lowered, and then he noticed the girl opposite him.
Xin Kui hesitated for how long she had been. The man who sat diagonally and didn't look very familiar with her looked at her for how long she had been.
After waiting for a while, she still felt that she should be more polite, so she took the lead in saying hello.
"Hello, first time meeting?"
"He Ruanyang." The young man followed her words and laughed.
Suddenly, he was confused and suddenly said, "I know you."
Hearing this, Xin Kui raised her eyes and looked puzzled.
He Ruanyang crossed his legs and his expression was relaxed, "That's the one, the girl who invited Lao He to eat 100 packs of sunflower seeds at the award ceremony."
Xin Kui: "..."
This kind of knowledge...it's fine if you don't...
And this topic... is it really impossible to get rid of?
It was like a nameplate that was branded with fire, firmly engraved in this midsummer.
"Hello, hello."
Xin Kui touched her perky nose and didn't know how to respond, so she simply greeted her respectfully again.
He Ruanyang seemed to feel strange, raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a while, "Hey, aren't you curious about who I am?"
Judging from Xin Kui's reaction, the other party did not seem to know him.
After all, he is also a well-known young actor in the circle. Why did he get into such a situation when he got here...
He Ruanyang suddenly felt curious and looked at Xin Kui-
As expected, after he finished speaking, his inner guess was put into practice.
The other party's eyes were a little uncertain, and he slowly spoke, "Why don't you... introduce yourself?"
“…”
I felt lonely.
He Ruanyang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and he coughed gently.
"Then you should know He Yunyi."
"I have given the award, and I do... know it."
Xin Kui can answer this question.
However, it is very likely that it was her unilateral understanding.
"That's fine. If you know him, it's equivalent to knowing me."
He Ruanyang wanted to say something, but he paused at the end.
Then, he spoke slowly, his tone suddenly changed, and even became a little ambiguous.
To be continued...