Vol 2 Chapter 3: Ludao style

People say that Ludao is a city suitable for elopement. .
The mountains and rivers alone are not enough to describe Ludao. A street in Ludao has a leafy sense of leisure.
An island on Ludao is perfect for shooting small towns.
After getting up in the morning, Su Su was caught by the stylist and put on makeup. An Jifeng started debugging the camera, preparing the reflector, and making preparations. Makeup is hard work, no matter the makeup artist or the makeup, it is very tiring, sitting in front of the mirror motionlessly, but the general makeup style will take 1-2 hours. If the special shape, such as old makeup or scars, etc., it is even longer.
Susu looked at the makeup artist and applied a layer of powder, two layers of powder, and three layers of powder on the face. Of course, it is not necessary for daily life to be so thick, and under the high-pixel lens, a little flaws will be very obvious. Even if Su Su's skin is very good, and exaggerated and exaggerated by the makeup artist, she cannot avoid the fate of painting her face into a wall. Susu's shape is a long skirt with a slightly lower chest, and the neck, chest, and behind the ears should not be overlooked. Of course, when you look in the mirror, you can't see it at all, you can only see that the skin is very good and crystal clear. This is the skill of An Jifeng Yu's stylist. After the makeup on the face was finished, the stylist turned Su Su's blue hair into a half pull, and then rolled out a slightly rolled shape with a curling stick. Classic and stylish, with a green card. Finally put on the prepared maxi skirt, step on beige sandals, and you're done.
Susu smiled with satisfaction at the mirror. The stylist brought the perfume and sprayed a few times on Su Su's neck.
"Well," Susu wondered, "why the fragrance can't be shot, why spray it?"
"Amateur," An Jifeng took two random shots on the street to see the effect, and then laughed. "You are a model. If the model does not feel the smell of the fragrance, of course, you can't shoot it." Yes, all I want to take is photos that can see the fragrance. OK, Susu, close your eyes and feel. Then we are ready to start.
Su Su closed her eyes, and the whole person was immersed in the elegant fragrance. The taste was not strong, so you should feel it carefully. Su Su is very attentive, but she is not a professional model, she has no professional training, and she has no experience in shooting fashion blockbusters for the first time. Coupled with the time of the invitation, we were too late to train. Her pose was stiff, and her face lacked aura. The result was very failed. Until three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was hungry and did not take a picture of An Jifeng's satisfaction.
Everyone didn't have lunch. Looking at the time, An Jifeng said that he would starve to death. "Let's eat lunch first. After eating, we can't take it today, we can't take it tomorrow, and we can take a night view at night.
Su Su herself knew that her performance was not good, she drank her head to eat, and racked her brains on what to do. It would not work like this. In this state, even if shooting at night and tomorrow, it will not be effective. Su Su hasn't figured out yet, why An Jifeng found her. There are many Chinese models in the circle, full-time and part-time, basically all kinds can be found. Su Su is a bit frustrated. After eating, she uses her notebook to look for photos of some professional models. Thinking about it, I feel too lazy. I actually ate and slept two days ago, slept, and woke up shopping. These photos should have been studied for a long time. I did n’t take my work to heart. A place to relax.
She increasingly reproached her, moved to An Jifeng, and whispered, "An Jifeng, I'm sorry."
An Jifeng neither comforted nor blamed her, watching the film quietly, thoughtfully.
Su Su saw that An Jifeng didn't look at her, frowned, returned to the computer, and continued to ponder carefully.
An Jifeng looked back, raised his head, saw Susu, and said with a smile: "Susu, what are you doing with a bitter face?"
Susu glanced at him and didn't answer.
"Come, big beauty, smile." An Jifeng held up the camera in her hand, and when Su Su ripped the corner of her mouth, she gave her a hand.
"Yo," An Jifeng looked at the photo, and sighed, "How is it like bitter cauliflower."
Susu was amused by him, he laughed a moment, and An Jifeng raised his hand and clicked.
"You see, how good this is," said An Jifeng thief, "I want to treasure this and sell it to cookies."
Cookies? Song Fuyu?
"Song Dao? How about Song Dao?" Su Su remembered the sharp-eyed, deep-faced, tall man.
An Jifeng grinned and asked, "You go and make up, we'll start again."
When Su Su heard of her job, she left Song Fuyu behind and asked her makeup artist to remake her makeup, spray perfume, and continue her previous work.
After taking a few consecutive photos, An Jifeng made a stop gesture.
"Susu, come here." An Jifeng beckoned and called Susu over.
Susu looked at An Jifeng in doubt, and the timid little eye came out again.
"Naturally, it's not a big deal. Don't you just take two pictures? People who have taken the film, are they afraid of what kind of shot?" An Jifeng patted her shoulder.
Naturally, it is easier said than done! To the camera is not the same as to the camera. Susu's face was completely bitter. Unnatural, indeed, this is Su Su's biggest problem now.
"This way," An Jifeng thought for a while and said, "You want to live, sleep, eat, and water flowers in this city ~ EbookFREE.me ~ what you do. Let me follow you."
Susu was caught in a misunderstanding, and as soon as she heard the click, she stopped, causing her body to become stiff. It's not bad to ask her to perform. After An Jifeng had spoken to her, she nodded and understood.
This city is very easy to let people get into the lazy atmosphere. Susu stretched a lazy waist and slowly turned from the corner. At this time, it was already more than 5 o'clock. Warm, at this time, bright as noon. Susu's cyan dress floated slowly as she walked.
An Jifeng snapped two photos at random, his eyes staring at Susu tightly, and he didn't relax for a moment.
Susu walked out of the shooting area, and the staff was surprised. An Jifeng waved his hand, saying it was okay, and brought the camera to follow. An Jifeng followed, and the photography assistants and makeup artists had to follow. Suddenly, the empty space under the flower wallet was cut by half.
Those who stayed greeted, "Would you like to eat horseshoe cake?"
"Well, okay, you treat, go and buy, go."
"You dream."
An Jifeng followed Su Su, walking all the way, shooting all the way.
There is no big road on the small island of Lu Island. Fortunately, this weather is not the peak tourist season, and there are not many people, otherwise An Jifeng will be enough to hide from tourists. Susu avoided the main road and went to the alley. The lanes were very narrow and there was no way to set up a tripod. Susu stopped on a road narrow enough to only pass two people. There is a small shop here.
Ludao's shops are all beautiful, and the decoration is mostly Mediterranean style, with shells, starfish, and shades of blue. This shop is said to be a small shop and also a home. Just put a piece on the windowsill and sell lavender cakes. Susu pointed at the lavender cake, turned her head, and gave a sweet smile: "An Jifeng, I want to eat this one."
An Jifeng was so disoriented that he had no time to think. He quickly stepped back, focused, and pressed the shutter. The assistant pulled out the money and bought two boxes of cakes. Lavender cake is only the size of a plain fist. The filling is made of lavender. When it is bitten, it has a strong lavender flavor, which makes it fragrant. The store said to buy two boxes and send postcards.
Susu bought two boxes and stood in front of the windowsill to write postcards. She wrote to Mom and Dad, Tang Miao, Rong Rong, Yao Yuting. Ranran need not write, she is still eating horseshoe cake with others. After writing, she thought about it and added Xue Efei and Xue Yuewu.
When Su Su wrote, there was a smile on the corner of her lips. She wrote carefully to Xue Efei's postcard: I am in Xiamen, I am fine.
After writing, she packed up the postcards and asked the store to send them.
She missed Xue E a little. She raised her head, her hand in front of her forehead, and watched the sun recognize the direction of Xiangdao. At this time, An Jifeng has turned over the low brick wall next to him. In the overhead shot, Su Su's eyes staring at the distance are quiet and distant. The sun is shining on his arm, white and bright like a jade. The silhouette of the small shops on the street eliminates the sense of disobedience. Su Su is dressed in a long green dress and slightly curly hair, standing in the narrow and winding bluestone alley, and this green has blended into the ancient town.
Susu heard the sound of the shutter coming from above, looked curiously, only saw An Jifeng lying on the wall, smiled sweetly, and went out the alley.
(End of this chapter)