The shooting location of the advertisement is set in the suburbs of Yan City.
When Song Yunran got out of the car, his eyes were squinted by the fierce sun.
He has been active indoors with air conditioning for a long time, and he usually doesn't feel how scary the temperature after summer is. Today, when he went outdoors without shelter, he found that the sun was burning on his skin.
Come to the wrong place.
He certainly didn't want to be walking around stretching his legs in this weather.
Assistant Tang came over in time with an umbrella: "Mr. Song, go this way."
In fact, it doesn't need to be said by him, Song Yunran already knows where the shooting location is.
About two or three hundred meters away from them, several conspicuous awnings stood there, and it was hard not to see them.
When they got closer, the scene of the shooting came into view clearly.
How should I put it, I had no other thoughts at first glance, just one word, hot.
The theme of this shooting is the brand's new autumn and winter products. Qin Ke is wearing a long black trench coat surrounded by the scorching sun and a few photography lights.
But after a few more glances, the enthusiasm seemed to evaporate gradually.
Qin Ke stood in the grass, changing movements and angles according to the photographer's instructions.
The expression between his brows and eyes is very light, with a bit of reserved coldness, and against the large expanse of poplar forest behind him, it creates a quiet and desolate atmosphere for the picture.
It is clearly a scorching summer day, but somehow people feel that after a while, there will be cold snowflakes falling from the sky.
"Very good, give me another side face, yes, very good."
The photographer was full of praise for his performance.
Song Yunran recognized the photographer.
It is well-known in the circle that the technique is good and the temper is bad, but the story of the model scolding and crying has long been known to everyone.
At this moment, he kept pressing the shutter, and the joy on his face was obviously satisfied with Qin Ke to the extreme.
Song Yunran was in a delicate mood, because he was scolded by this photographer in his previous life.
He was not scolded like other people, but he still remembered that when he cooperated with him for the first time, he was about the same age as Qin Ke now, and when he got a chance to be on the cover of a magazine, he was so excited all night Did not sleep well.
Arriving at the set the next day, not long after shooting, the photographer put down the camera and said coldly, "Did you lose your soul on the way here?"
Song Yunran didn't lose his soul at that time, but he completely lost his face.
Although after the shooting that day, the photographer still praised him for his high understanding, but compared with Qin Ke's current treatment, there is simply a difference between heaven and earth.
"Tsk."
Recalling the past, Song Yunran was a little upset.
He retreated to sit under the awning, and saw that Chen Jing who accompanied him was chatting with Assistant Tang, so he waved him over and asked, "Has it been so smooth today?"
Chen Jing smiled and said, "That's right, Qin Ke's performance was too good, completely exceeding our expectations."
She pointed to the person in charge of the brand not far away, and whispered, "They were worried before, but now they have nothing to say."
Song Yunran nodded listlessly.
How can this be reasonable, so how can he use the excuse of "Qin Ke must not be able to do it when the filming first started" to save himself!
Unexpectedly, Chen Jing changed the subject: "Mr. Song, the company has really found a treasure this time. When you took over Xinghe, you were able to see Qin Ke at a glance. Such vision and courage are simply a role model for all our managers."
Chen Jing is usually not the kind of person who likes to flatter.
Her demeanor and tone of voice when she said this were extremely sincere, proving that she really thought so in her heart.
Song Yunran stood up again.
He raised his chin, as proud as a rooster who had won a big victory in a battle, but he still pretended to be modest: "Don't say that, it's not good for outsiders to hear it, you can talk about it at the company's annual meeting."
Chen Jing: "..."
It means that you personally appointed me the program of the annual meeting
The two were chatting here, and the photographer on the other side finished shooting a set of clothes and informed them that they could rest for ten minutes before changing another set.
As soon as the camera was taken away, Qin Ke breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how well you disguised it while filming, the heat stroke discomfort was always real.
Assistant Xiao Ke came over with a fan and ice water: "Mr. Song is also here."
"Well, I saw it."
Qin Ke took a sip of water, took off the windbreaker and handed it to the staff of the brand, and said to the other party, "Can you wait a while?"
The staff also understood very well: "It doesn't matter, you should rest first before shooting."
Several portable air conditioners were placed in the awning, and the cool breeze was blowing, and the inside was several degrees lower than the outside.
Qin Ke felt better, and walked over to say hello: "Mr. Song."
Song Yunran turned his head, his eyes froze.
The chair he was sitting on was very low, just enough for him to turn his head and focus on Qin Ke's waist height.
It is said that it is shooting autumn and winter clothes, and it is impossible for people to wear them with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Taking off the windbreaker now, Qin Ke is wearing a white T-shirt with a base layer. The fabric is thinly attached to the body, and the narrow and thin lines are faintly visible.
Song Yunran breathed chaotically for no reason: "Why are you standing, sit down and talk."
"Sit with me." Chen Jing offered to give up her seat, "I'll talk to Assistant Tang about something."
Qin Ke thanked him and took the seat before Chen Jing.
This time, Song Yunran felt something was wrong again.
The cooling range of the portable air conditioner is too small, and the two chairs are very close to each other. It was fine when Chen Jing was sitting before, but now that Qin Ke sat down, it was as if a big stove suddenly appeared beside him. Even if they didn’t touch each other, he could feel it The body temperature of the other party.
This is going to change the usual, Song Yunran might tell him to go away.
But he had just finished taking a group of photos under the scorching sun, and he probably wanted to come over to enjoy the air conditioner. It's hard for a boss to drive people away.
Speaking out will damage Xiao Song's wise image.
Qin Ke saw that his brows were tightly furrowed, and suddenly asked, "Is the injury healed?"
Song Yunran was struggling at first, but he was caught off guard when he heard Qin Ke caring about his butt as soon as he opened his mouth, and almost fell down again after he couldn't sit still.
He barely stabilized his figure, and said angrily: "What are you asking, the public!"
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "My fault, I'll ask when it's just the two of us."
"Can't you just ask? Since I'm sitting here, I must be fine."
Song Yunran didn't know where the shame and anger in his heart came from. While despising himself for being so hypocritical, he picked up the collar of his T-shirt and slapped his face.
His T-shirt is a loose fit with a wide neckline.
After a few tugs, a small piece of chest skin was exposed.
Pretty white.
It made several passers-by staff look sideways.
Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. He helped him pull up his collar: "Pay attention to your image."
Song Yunran paused and lowered his arms silently.
Immediately afterwards, he felt something was wrong, why did Qin Ke still control him.
Is this plausible
He has no sense of being a son at all.
Speaking of his son, Song Yunran was inspired.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Ke with a smile in his eyes. While emotions were brewing in his heart, there were also two villains talking in his mind.
One said: "What a great endorsement, Qin Ke must like it very much."
The other said: "Yeah, I've finally given enough this time, it's too much for him not to call him Dad."
Song Yunran took a deep breath and said slowly, "You..."
"Qin Ke."
A sudden sound interrupted Mr. Song's performance.
Song Yunran turned his head angrily, to see who would jump out and get in the way.
It turned out that it was the staff who came and told Qin Ke to change clothes.
"Come right away." Qin Ke replied, stood up and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"
Song Yunran was full of fatherly love, choked in his throat, gritted his teeth and said, "You go to work first."
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and started the game angrily, planning not to give up until today's goal is achieved.
Not far away, Chen Jing asked suspiciously: "It's such a hot day, isn't Xiao Song planning to leave?"
Assistant Tang said calmly: "Operate normally, you will understand after a long time."
Chen Jing: "...?"
Song Yunran was very involved in playing the game.
He is the type in the legend who has a big food addiction. Once he wears a Bluetooth headset, the world has nothing to do with him.
Song Yunran reluctantly quit the game when the mobile phone popped up a reminder of insufficient battery, and when he looked up, he found that the sky had darkened at some point.
Looking at the time again, it was past five in the afternoon, and it turned out that three hours had passed before I knew it.
Song Yunran stood up, walked around the awning for a few times, and suddenly realized something was wrong.
He grabbed a staff member who was packing up the equipment and asked, "Are you finished filming?"
"Yes, today's filming went very smoothly." The staff replied happily.
Song Yunran was dumbfounded: "What about Qin Ke?"
Could it be that he has already left
Assistant Tang was really serious, he knew that he was there to focus on his work, and he didn't know to notify him.
The staff member raised his finger and pointed in one direction: "I just saw him go to the locker room, probably to change clothes?"
"thanks."
Hearing that the person hadn't left yet, Song Yunran didn't care about anything else, put his phone back in his pocket, and trotted all the way to catch up.
This place is remote, and there are no houses nearby. It is said to be a dressing room, but it is actually a simple mobile home.
The outside looks very old. I don't know which filming team left it for free use by everyone later.
Song Yunran stood outside the door with the words "dressing room", and knocked on the door first to be on the safe side: "Qin Ke, are you still there?"
"Here." A familiar voice came from inside, "Come in."
Song Yunran froze for a moment, tried to hold the doorknob and twist it, and it was really opened for him.
The mobile home was sweltering after a day in the sun. He frowned and looked in, and happened to see Qin Ke just tidying up the hem of his T-shirt, and his tight abdominal muscles flashed in his vision.
What happened.
Song Yunran's previous professional instinct made him immediately dissatisfied: "As an artist, do you have a little sense of safety, and you don't even lock the door when you change clothes?"
Qin Ke said, "No..."
"What's not, don't make excuses, hasn't Chen Jing taught you?"
Song Yunran walked in, holding the idea of demonstrating for himself, and locked the door, "See, you should lock the door as soon as you come in like me, so that no one can plot evil things."
Qin Ke pursed his lower lip and looked at him with a complicated expression.
It seems that there is something to say, but I don't know where to start.
Song Yunran was inexplicably stared at by him, just as he was about to ask, his brain instinctively explained for him.
This look, this expression, he can't get it wrong.
It is definitely the emotion that will be revealed when you hear other people caring about you earnestly.
Don't ask, just to be touched.
Song Yunran smiled proudly, and picked up the topic that was interrupted before: "How do you feel after shooting today?"
Qin Ke sighed in a complicated mood before replying, "Not bad."
"That must be good. This is the job I won for you with the happiness of the rest of my life."
Song Yunran leaned against the wall, his eyes full of pride, "I like this endorsement very much, don't you? I heard that there will be a commercial film tomorrow, aren't you very excited?"
Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds. It's hard to say that there was nothing exciting about it.
After all, he had filmed too many commercials in his previous life, and also received many high-end endorsements, so he has long been used to it.
But in the end he nodded: "Well, thank you."
Song Yunran waved his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, there is no need."
He cleared his throat, and found that he was still a little nervous when things came to an end, so he quietly clenched his fists, and said with a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, "As long as you call me Dad, there will be opportunities like this in the future."
There was no surprise on Qin Ke's face.
It may be that the two of them have gotten acquainted with each other a lot recently. From the time Song Yunran was brewing there in the afternoon, he could guess what was going on in this person's mind.
But he didn't speak, just looked at each other meaningfully, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips.
Song Yunran didn't understand: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, just remembered something."
Qin Ke said slowly, "If I remember correctly, Mr. Song seemed to have made a bet with me when I just finished the audition for "Jianghu Road"? He said that if I failed the audition, I would call your father."
Song Yunran said angrily: "Why mention this at this time, didn't you let me call you in the end?"
Qin Ke nodded: "Well, I just want to ask, since you lost, what should you call me?"
Song Yunran: "..."
How could this be so!
It turns out that there is still a trap waiting for him here!
Song Yunran pushed himself and others, and subconsciously thought that Qin Ke also wanted to be his father, so he quickly argued: "You didn't say it when you made the bet, so it doesn't count now."
"Is it?"
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows and smiled, then walked up to him slowly with his long legs, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Song, can't you afford it?"
The warm breath and the magnetic voice swept over at the same time, making Song Yunran feel strange for a moment.
In an instant, he remembered that the first time Qin Ke was called his father, he seemed to have said the exact same lines.
It's over, could it be that Qin Ke has always held a grudge against this and just waited for the opportunity to get revenge
Song Yunran raised his eyes to meet Qin Ke's sharp and narrow black eyes, and saw a faint smile in the other's eyes.
His nerves trembled, as if he was aware of the approaching danger of an animal, he barely maintained the overlord's expression management, and at the same time sneaked to the doorknob, intending to make a tactical retreat directly.
Qin Ke didn't seem to notice his movements, and asked intently: "Mr. Song, have you thought about it yet?"
It's now!
Song Yunran gripped the doorknob and pulled it down hard!
The doorknob didn't budge.
"...?"
Song Yunran tried twice more, but found that the door was still not open.
He blinked blankly, not knowing what was going on.
Until then, the smile in Qin Ke's eyes was undisguised.
He stepped aside, and said in a lazy and pleasant voice, "By the way, I didn't have time to say just now, the door is broken, and it cannot be opened from the inside after it is locked."
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