Chapter 79: Happy Valentine's Day

The street beats and the magazine cover are different. It is natural and natural, but it is somewhat the same. That is, it has to look like a blockbuster. It has a high-end atmosphere and people feel that it has a texture. Therefore, shooting street shooting, especially the street shooting of high-end brand big-name actors, photographers must have a strong ability to capture and quickly find the precise point of fusion between the model and the street scene. Of course, powerful post-production techniques are also essential.
Fortunately, all of the above requirements are the strengths of He Bai. His most important thing is to capture and blend the characteristics between the model and the scene. The technique of repairing the film has been matured in the last generation. After figuring out the style of Liu Lange's clothing and the feelings he needed to express, the seemingly complicated work immediately became easier and simpler.
The daily photo used to adjust the state took only one morning to shoot enough of the required number of sheets. The sun was too strong at noon, and it was not suitable for taking pictures. So the team found a coffee shop to rest, drink afternoon tea and chat. Waiting for the best light of the evening, and then taking a wave to finish work.
He Bai finished eating the cake. When he saw the time is still early, he took out the laptop he carried with him and took the photos taken in the morning from the camera and quickly repaired the film.
After the income became higher, he paid for a new batch of equipment, and his work efficiency was much higher than before. This work requires that the photos taken must be as soon as possible, so as not to delay the promotion of the draft, so when others can really rest, he has to hurry to complete the work as soon as possible.
Liu Lange and the assistant talked about passing by him. Seeing the screen in front of him was his enlarged face. Some interested in sitting on his side, watching him hold the mouse and jump back and forth on the keyboard. hand.
I haven't seen other photographers repairing the film, but I have done so well, as if I didn't even think about it... still less. What's more, He Bai is still so young, the university has not graduated, and there is limitless possibilities in the future.
Juvenile talents, this kind of creature, the more you understand, the more embarrassing.
He sighed, seeing He Bai and retracting his photo to its original size, began to quickly trim the background and adjust the light, and skillfully superimposed the material, simply put his hand on the chin and lifted the Erlang leg.
After the light and color changes, the texture of the photo immediately smashed up, and then added a little special effects. Here, the tunes were repaired. After a while, a daily street map similar to the big ones was freshly released.
Liu Lange nodded with satisfaction and was completely convinced.
The repair was awesome. If you didn't look at the original film, he almost thought that this photo was not overhauled. He himself looked like a photo, and he didn't eat the fireworks. It's no wonder that after the Christmas, the actresses are just like crazy. If you want to make an appointment for the photographer's schedule, you will have to make a handful of the craftsmanship. It is also necessary to have a good experience.
"Is there an object?"
He Bai saved and exported the repaired photos. The mind just heard this sentence from the work. He instinctively nodded and replied. "Yes, I am happy with Valentine's Day, I am wronged, and I am going back to it." "And then opened a photo, and then I realized what I said, and the action of hitting the mouse stopped, turning my head to the side."
... When did Liu Lange come over?
Liu Lange changed his seat in a more comfortable position under his sight. He smiled deeper and replied. "I have experience. After you go back, you should apologize, give some gifts, give a little surprise, and behave a little. The girl’s heart is soft, and it’s gone away after a little grinding. I’m so embarrassed by my wife.

He Baixin’s heart was just overwhelmed by the sudden surprise of the other party’s privacy. He was surprised,
Are you married?

The team members sitting not far from them heard the sounds coming over, and then tacitly glanced at Liu Lange, sighing and retracting their sights - there was a bad boss, they were also suffering.
Liu Lange is very frank, and replied, "I have a wife, I don't want to expose my identity, so I don't want to announce the marriage. I am obviously her legal husband, but I can't live like it." The little white face of a person is so sad."
"...this way." He Baigan Baba returned a sentence, wants to comfort but does not know how to comfort, the heart of his industry amnesty, high-quality movie emperor, the image of the mature uncle's image has been wiped out, turned into an old abandoned by his wife Chinese cabbage.
"So I have to let more people know about my marriage. Maybe someday someone accidentally said that the leaked out, I will be able to announce the married thing, and my grandmother announced that my wife is my wife. Breaking the hearts and minds of others. He Bai, I heard that you usually play more on Weibo, it is better..."
He Baiyu looked at him with an eyelid and asked, "Try to ask, your wife is..."
Liu Lange stopped talking and saw that he was not kidding. He reluctantly said the name of a researcher who would inevitably appear as long as the country rocketed into outer space.
"... I wish you a happy marriage, when the white face is also very good." He Bai decided to move the computer to the corner of the window, and picked up a few pillows to block the position around him, not to give Liu Lan Ge once again leaned over the opportunity.
Just kidding, the background is strong, and the tyrannical family is red with the gossip of the senior talents protected by the policy. Who dares to explode? Are you tired? Liu Lan Ge is really sinister, and actually wants to hang his little newcomer in this photography circle, it is too bad!
Liu Lange, who was despised by his eyes and actions: "..." The young people are so smart and hate, even the names of the researchers know!
After such a fuss, He Bai’s understanding of Liu Lange deepened again, and the more he worked, the more he worked. During the period, Xu Qing called him and asked him where he was. He asked him to buy some small gifts with local characteristics nearby and said that he wanted to give the mother a gift. He readily accepted this and wrote down the memo on the memo. Be prepared to wait for the repair to finish and then drop by and buy some.
After another half an hour, the outside sunlight gradually weakened, and the repairing film was nearing the end. Just as he was preparing to pack the repaired photos to Liu Lange's assistant, the light in the surroundings was dark, and the floor-to-ceiling glass next to him was suddenly knocked.
He glanced and turned his head.
A familiar figure appeared outside the glass window, and the hand was flat on the glass, as if he was touching him, his hand in his pocket, and his foot leaning against a suitcase. Because of the backlight, his facial features seem a bit fuzzy, and people can't tell the expression.
"autumn……"
He Bai slowly widened his eyes, Zhang mouth wanted to call him, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something suddenly, and no sound could be heard.
The people outside the window saw the movement, and the hand in his pocket came out to unfold, and a half-opened rose appeared... but the petals of the rose were squeezed a bit, smashing, not beautiful at all. .
Probably this was discovered. The person outside the window suddenly became stiff and immediately wanted to take it back.
He Bai took a shot of the glass to stop his movements.
Just as a cloud was blown away by the wind, the light suddenly changed. When Di Qiuhe heard the sound rising, it seemed that the hidden little annoyance on his face was unreservedly displayed in front of He Bai.
The light is oblique and the composition is perfect. The dark coat of Di Qiuhe and the bright red rose form a sharp contrast. The eyes are very bright, but the face still retains the exhaustion after a long flight. The fly-eyes of the eyebrows have not disappeared because they are ready to surprise the lover. The anger and loss caused by the ruin of the gift is already dyed, and the expression is contradictory.
He Bai did not want to pick up the camera and pressed the shutter against Di Qiuhe at this time.
Rubbing.
Di Qiuhe glanced, then immediately bowed his head to avoid the camera, consciously throwing flowers into his pockets, while pretending to look at the scenery sideways, his brows were slightly wrinkled, but his ears were red.
He Bai couldn't help but tilt his mouth, and quickly pressed the shutter a few times, then put down the camera and walked out of the seat. Regardless of the curious sight of the Liulango team, he strode out of the cafe and found the coffee shop and turned back. Staring at the empty sofa seat, Dicking Crane frowned, ran over and grabbed his arm, took him to the alley on the side of the cafe, rushed to hug him, only felt the heart jump fast, fast Said, "How come you are at the age of three! Don't shoot? How do you know that I am here? When did you arrive!"
Di Qiuhe was stunned by his rare excitement, then immediately threw the suitcase back and hugged him, bowed his head and sniffed the familiar taste of him, raised his hand and held his back of the head, there was a thousand words in his heart. I want to say that in the end, I just bowed my head and kissed his lips, and kissed him warmly.
The only remaining reason to tell He Bai, the two kissed here is not appropriate, there is the possibility of being photographed, but the feelings of the chest stirring make him open his mouth without hesitation, accepting the silent silence of his lover.
In the coffee shop, Liu Lange gave a low cough back to the team members' eyes and said in a joke. "It seems that He is a native of the country. Everyone continues to chat and drink tea. Today's work has not yet been completed."
Everyone heard the tacit understanding of the line of sight, and glanced at Liu Lange’s seemingly gentle and implied warning eyes. He no longer wanted to see more, and honestly deleted the picture he had just seen from his mind.
After confirming that no one in the team was "curious", Liu Lange found a coffee shop employee, bought a large bunch of balloons for decoration at the door, and then borrowed a small stool to tie the balloon to the top and walked on the stool. To the alley outside the coffee shop, thoughtfully placed in the middle of the lane, with a balloon to block the sweet inside.
The young man now... He leaned against the wall and licked his mouth, touched the phone and called his wife, and then he heard the call forwarding reminder.
... study! Damn work! This Valentine's Day is really annoying!
The mood of Liu Haoxin was quickly depressed.
After a long and lingering kiss, He Baizhen was in the arms of Di Qiuhe, and he returned to the senses. He adjusted his breath and turned his head to look at the lane. Then he was smashed by a large bunch of balloons floating in the wind. Then I laughed.
Di Qiuhe also noticed the balloon, frowned slightly, raised his hand and touched his hair, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing this ballooning person is really interesting." He Bai took his eyes and looked up at him. He couldn't help but kiss his lips. He smiled and asked, "How come suddenly, can you stay for a few days?"
"Two days." Di Qiuhe replied, the hand on his back patted him gently, and frowned and complained, "Our first Valentine's Day, you still have to work, this time you owe me."
"Well, I owe you, and I will replenish you in the future." He Bai’s love for him was about to burst out, and he looked up and kissed him, then suddenly let go and pulled out the slap in his pocket. Rose.
Di Qiuhe did not respond, seeing the rose fell into his hands, busy to grab.
"It’s my hand in my hand, I won’t grab it.
He Bai escaped, touched the crease on the rose petals, stuffed the flower into his pocket, and then held his hand and pinched it, asking,
Have you just rushed over yet to eat? Go, I will take you to fill your stomach."
Di Qiuhe was reluctant to let go of his hand, so he looked at his pocket with a glance and wanted to steal the black history.
He Bai pretended not to see his eyes, bent over and dragged the suitcase on the ground, then went to the alley to untie the balloon on the small stool and put him back to the cafe.
I first found a waiter to give a tip, please go to the alley to bring the stool back, and then settled Di Qiuhe, and exchanged a tacit eye with Liu Lange.
Di Qiuhe was jealous and twisted his head. "What do you think he does?"
He Bai raised his hand and poked his forehead gently, explaining with a smile. "Of course, thank you for his balloon, and he is married, his wife is an outsider, don't mess with vinegar."
"Who is jealous." Di Qiuhe retorted, but his expression was a little better. He leaned on the balloon and tied it to the corner that didn't obstruct the customer's line of sight. Then he pulled his hand at the table and pinched it. He asked, "You know. What is the back row of the day after tomorrow?"
"Welcome to Liu Lange to watch the show, take a picture of his wear, the work task is not too heavy, after finishing the photos he used to send the manuscript, there is nothing to live." He Bai answered, seeing his brow is still wrinkled, know him I was dissatisfied with this trip, and I was a little embarrassed. I said, "Have a good rest at the hotel tomorrow, turn around and I will come back to you when I am busy."
"No, I want to accompany you." Di Qiuhe was half-eyed and his voice was low. "It's sometimes bad here and the country, tomorrow is Valentine's Day, I want to stay with you."
He Bai immediately felt soft.
"Then I will go to Liu Lange to talk about it, let you follow me as my assistant in the past two days." He pinched the fingers of Di Qiuhe, in order to ease the atmosphere, deliberately laughed, "When my assistant is Want to carry the computer and camera equipment, see the tripod in the corner, especially heavy, very tired."
Di Qiuhe looked in the direction of his direction, and saw a particularly large tripod against the wall, his face immediately darkened. "Liu Lange actually let you carry your own equipment, too incomplete. I will help you back tomorrow. After the end of this work, I will find another assistant for you. Li Jie is a woman. It is not convenient to follow you on a business trip. I will find a male assistant for you, usually to help you carry things back."
He Baiyan looked at him with a big eye. He couldn’t help but smile. He kicked his leg gently under the table. "Just kidding, the equipment is the Liulango team, which needs me to carry it. And Liu Lange I am taking care of me, we can't marry a good person."
Di Qiuhe immediately hooked his leg under the table and looked at him deeply.
"...I am going to order you food." He Bai looked at his ears with a certain sense of his eyes, loosened his hand and got up, shouting the waiter to order him. After the point, he saw that he was still staring at himself, and he found a ballooning excuse to leave the table.
Di Qiuhe knew that he was shy and didn't stop him. He only turned his eyes and watched him run the old woman and gave the balloon to the woman and the child in the coffee shop. The line of sight swept the waist line that he outlined when he bent down. As soon as I moved, I picked up the camera on the table and moved the lens over.
After a wave of photos in the evening, everyone went to the hotel.
Dinner room called white room service, after eating together, according to Di Qiuhe shower, lie down, then took out the computer, kept at the bed and began to repair the night shot photos. He was busy until 10 o'clock in the evening, and he was completely able to get the job done today. Di Qiuhe, who was not willing to sleep, could not help but fall asleep.
He yawned and got up. He helped Di Qiuhe pull the quilt, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash and climbed into the bed. He arched himself into the arms of Di Qiuhe and went to sleep peacefully.
When the sky was not bright, he was harassed and awake. He blinked and saw Di Qiuhe, who was burying his head on the wind. He raised his hand and held his head with a low voice. He asked, "Wake up? Hungry." hungry?"
Di Qiuhe kissed his chest, then grabbed his leg, moved up and kissed his eyes, and shouted, "Hungry, you continue to sleep, I help myself."
"Self-help? You have to eat yourself - hey! Bastard, what do you do... This is the self-help of the door... Go out!" He Bai was completely awake.
Di Qiuhe smiled, comforted and touched him, whispered, "Can't get out, Good Morning Puppy, and, Happy Valentine's Day."
He Bai is so angry that he is not happy at all in this way of getting up!
After eating breakfast and going to see the show, He Bai did not hesitate to give the computer and other heavy objects to the newly appointed "Assistant Xiao Di".
Liu Lange smiled and glanced at the person behind him and whispered, "Is this really okay? Don't you feel bad?"
"The pain for him is cruel to himself." He Bai no-faced answer, hand rubbed his sore waist, could not help but look back at Di Qiuhe, and then harvested a gentle smile.
……all fake! What is gentle and considerate! con man! This is a beast!
He Bai indignantly regained his gaze and pulled out the bird's hair of Di Qiuhe in his heart! At the same time, Di Qiuhe also took back the gentle smile on his face. He blinked and looked at Liu Lange, who was standing next to He Bai, and calculated how to burn his willow branches.
The show floor is a flashy field. After entering the high-end luxury goods and fashion circles, the upper class is still a bit sloppy. These people are not wearing clothes, but money and large sums of money.
During the work gap, Di Qiuhe, who had been low-key and quiet, leaned over to him. The thief of the hand thief helped him to lick his waist and asked him, "I like it here?"
"I don't like it." He Baiyu replied straight, looked at the photo taken in the camera, slightly straightened up, and he was sorely relieved, and the comfortable shallow outlet gas, replied, "I prefer the home compared to here. In the nearby park, wearing comfortable clothes to go for a walk is no more comfortable than having a hard-working relationship."
"I also like to go for a walk with you." Di Qiuhe smacked him along his words, moved his hand to his lower back and continued to gently press.
He Bai heard his flattering, just prepared to take a picture of him and swear at him. He saw a diagonal middle-angled position with a middle-aged beard looking at this side, and the end of the other’s line of sight... Autumn crane?
The beard almost immediately found his mark, moved his eyes and nodded politely to him, and then naturally looked away.
... probably happened to be over.
He Bai also regained his gaze, turned and held Di Qiuhe's hand, looked for Liu Lange's position, and took him to go.
At the end of the day's work, He Bai returned to the hotel to continue to renovate the film. Di Qiuhe was quietly nestled beside him, feeding him to eat some fruit, flipping through the magazine himself, and not intimidating him.
The hour hand turned nine o'clock, the doorbell suddenly sounded, and He Baitou said, "Autumn crane, help me to open the door, it should be the night I called."
Di Qiuhe put down the magazine, rubbed his hair, and got up and walked toward the door.
After he walked away, He Bai immediately saved the repaired photos, put on the computer, and then picked up the small bag that had been sorted out by Di Qiuhe before going into the bathroom and closed the door.
When Di Qiuhe came back to see the computer late at night, there was no one in front of the computer. Instead, there was a sound of water coming from the bathroom. He wondered that he knocked on the door. "How come suddenly take a shower? Eat it late at night, you can't eat it if you are cold." ""
Hey, the door opened a slit, He Bai probed out, glanced at the plastic snack box in his hand, the detective grabbed it, and closed the bathroom door.
Di Qiuhe glanced at the empty hand and was teased by him. "What is anxious, no one is robbing you, and you will remember to bring the garbage out after you finish eating."
He Bai said vaguely in the door.
After a few more minutes, the voice of He Bai sounded through the bathroom door, saying that he forgot to bring his pajamas in, let me help. Di Qiuhe heard the words and put down the magazine. After taking the pajamas, he went to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
"Come in directly, the door is unlocked."
Di Qiuhe paused and twisted the door lock.
The door slowly opened, and the floor tiles and sinks filled with rose petals appeared in the field of vision, and Di Qiuhe stunned.
He Baiyun, hiding behind the door, hugged him, took him down in the bathtub filled with water, then took a glass of red wine on the bathtub table and took a bow and kissed him.
There is a smell of incense in the air, and the lover in his arms is only wearing a white shirt. At this time, it has been soaked in water, and the water is swaying. The beautiful scenery is hidden under the floating clothes.
The wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk.
Di Qiuhe adjusted his sitting posture in the bathtub, and pressed He Bai on his body, dumb voice, "Little White..."
"Happy Valentine's Day." He Bai leaned over his relatives and bite his ear, deliberately sighed, "Let's enjoy it tonight, Di three years old." The feelings need to be carefully cared for, the other party delivered his heart, he naturally wants to use the same mind Going back.
The end of Valentine's Day was over, and the work of He Bai was also successfully completed.
After returning to school, He Bai found out the first photo that Di Qiuhe suddenly caught on the day, and magnified it for a long time. After opening the repair software for three hours, he could not find a suitable repair direction, so he decided. Give up, open the official website of the International College Student Art Festival, log in to your registration account, click on the work bar, and pass the photo up.