Xu Jingzhe began to suspect that he might have no sense of fashion or aesthetic talent. Of course, people have to admit their own shortcomings, this is nothing, Xu Jingzhe thought.
Qiqi insisted on him wearing a "skirt". Of course, after looking closely, the "skirt" was not a pure skirt. There was still a skirt at the bottom, but it was so low that it could barely be regarded as a pair of culottes. The side trousers are large and can be directly lifted up to the thigh.
Xu Jingzhe didn't have any leg hair, which was an advantage for him to wear long stockings, but he was still stunned when he saw the socks clips and leather loops.
Qiqi began to talk nonsense: "The Western gentlemen in the Middle Ages are like this. The sock clip is for the appearance of neatness, don't think about it too much."
Xu Jingzhe didn't think much about it. His greatest advantage was dedication, and dedication included cooperation. Basically, as long as it was work, he would cooperate very well.
Liang Yu's clothes were changed in another room. He didn't like to apply oil, so he didn't apply much. The cameraman of the reality show who filmed him kept staring at his upper body, as if it was stuck. Can't get down at all.
"You must apply a little oil, in order to produce a good effect." The makeup artist advised, "I will wipe it dry for you, not wet, will you?"
Liang Yu had a stinky face and didn't let others touch it. He wiped the oil on his own. His clothes were easier to wear. The two triangle collars of the black tuxedo were open, revealing his chest muscles and abdominal muscles. The wrongly buttoned low-waisted suit pants were almost It hung on his crotch, looking casual and uninhibited.
The hairstylist combed his bangs a little higher, revealing a superior hairline. Liang Yu didn't show any extra expressions during the whole process, and stood under the spotlight very slack.
Xu Jingzhe came over after changing his clothes. Liang Yu stared at him at first glance, looked up and down, and then said, "Isn't it a skirt?"
Xu Jingzhe raised his leg and said, "Korean pants." He raised his leg a bit too much, and the pant legs naturally slid up, revealing the stockings inside.
"..." Liang Yu was silent for a while, then he said, "Come here."
Xu Jingzhe walked over. They didn't bring a microphone when taking pictures, so the cameraman who was taking pictures could only take pictures, but couldn't hear what the two were talking about. In the camera, Xu Jingzhe walked in front of Liang Yu, and Liang Yu suddenly squatted. Lower body, one hand lifted his trousers and touched it firmly.
Xu Jingzhe didn't hide, so Liang Yu's hand reached the top without any hindrance. His fingertips hooked up a sock clip and a leather loop inside, with an ugly expression, and asked, "Who wore it for you?"
Xu Jingzhe was speechless for a while, and said that I wore it myself.
Liang Yu endured: "You are not allowed to show it later."
Xu Jingzhe didn't understand what Liang Yu meant, and it wasn't until he started filming that he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
The photographer who took the hard photo this time asked Xu Jingzhe to sit on a high stool. Liang Yu sat in front of him. Xu Jingzhe's leg crossed Liang Yu's shoulder and stepped on the other's crossed knee. .
The photographer pressed the shutter and commanded: "Mr. Xu's skirt is lifted up a little more."
Xu Jingzhe lifted some of his pants.
Photographer: "Go up some more."
Xu Jingzhe continued to tease.
The photographer showed his head from behind the DSLR and said, "Go ahead, Mr. Xu, don't stop."
Xu Jingzhe had already lifted his trousers to his knees, and the socks and leather loops would be exposed. He was hesitating when Liang Yu suddenly leaned his face over, took his calf from the other side with one hand, and turned slightly. Head, lips pressed against the stockings.
"Just shoot like this." Liang Yu maintained his posture of looking sideways at the camera, he said coldly, "The camera is facing me."
"..." The photographer shrank back, he looked at the composition, and found that it was okay, mainly because Liang Yu was too domineering, and the professional model was different, and his natural eye-catching physique was obvious to others. It's a vulgar move, but if Liang Yu did it, he wouldn't feel that way.
Through the stockings, he seemed to be kissing Xu Jingzhe's calf, but his eyes were calmly squinting at the camera.
With chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and a casual sitting posture, Liang Yu looks too expensive, but everything else seems a little cheap.
Xu Jingzhe was not at all unhappy about being stole the limelight. He looked down at Liang Yu and seemed to think it was very beautiful. The makeup artist stepped forward and combed his slightly longer hair back, and Xu Jingzhe let them play with it. After a while , suddenly stretched out his hand, bypassed the other half of Liang Yu's face from above, and lifted his chin.
"Show me your lips." Xu Jingzhe touched it with his fingertips. Liang Yu didn't put on lipstick, but the lip balm was almost gone. "It's a little dry," he said.
Xu Jingzhe wanted a make-up artist to make a touch up, but found that people had withdrawn outside at no time. The photographer had obviously captured a lot of pictures just now, and his expression looked very satisfied.
Xu Jingzhe said uneasy, "I wasn't ready just now, did I?"
The photographer hurriedly said: "No, no, well prepared, the effect is great!"
Xu Jingzhe: "..."
In the next few photos, the photographer didn't ask for anything too embarrassing, but it could be seen that Liang Yu worked very hard, and the whole person exuded a strong intention to shoot me, come and shoot me.
In the end, the props team even brought the bed and asked Liang Yu to lie down halfway, with Xu Jingzhe propped on top of him. Liang Yu's hand needed to help lift up Xu Jingzhe's culottes. Of course, the photographer had the final say as to where they would go. .
It's just that Liang Yu lifted the culottes to near Xu Jingzhe's knees and refused to lift them up again.
The photographer is not an unnamed junior. He has a reputation and status in the industry, and of course he has a temper. He patiently said: "Mr. Liang, the photos have to be effective, you can't be so uncooperative."
Liang Yu still refused to compromise, he said, "Let's change our posture."
The photographer had no choice but to ask him, "What pose do you want to change."
Liang Yu hugged Xu Jingzhe a little, let the other party spread his legs, kneel on his waist, Liang Yu propped up his upper body, took Xu Jingzhe's hand, pressed it on his chest, and said calmly: " touch here."
Xu Jingzhe: "..."
The photographer seemed to think it was ok, he held the DSLR and approached the two and began to look for an angle: "Go on."
Liang Yu stared at Xu Jingzhe's face, he grabbed the other's hand, and slowly touched his abdominal muscles from his chest all the way.
Xu Jingzhe's whole body was going numb, and he had to hold on to make an expression. The photographer only knew to repeat one sentence: "Mr. Xu feels a little more."
What are you going to do? ! Xu Jingzhe thought in dismay.
Liang Yu worked too hard at this time. He held Xu Jingzhe's waist again and asked him to sit down a little bit further. Because of his pants, there was almost a vacuum under Liang Yu, so Xu Jingzhe didn't dare to sit still. , but there is still the illusion that the other party seems to be holding him.
With his hands still on Liang Yu's abdominal muscles, Xu Jingzhe couldn't move around. In fact, he was very tired to maintain such movements. Most of his strength was spent on his kneeling legs, and his back had to be straight. , the back is tight, and I dare not let go.
The photographer took a few pictures in a row and commented: "It feels a little more intimate."
Xu Jingzhe finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he said, "Is this all right?"
Liang Yu didn't speak, he hooked his fingers at Xu Jingzhe, the other party bent down obediently, and Liang Yu held the back of his head.
It's like a slow motion picture that inevitably appears in a movie, all the scenes are slowly quieted down, only Liang Yu is vivid.
He seemed to be looking for an angle for a while before finally raising his head and gently biting the tip of Xu Jingzhe's nose.
Not only the photographer, but also the cameraman of the reality show pushed the camera closer. Xu Jingzhe covered his nose with a helpless expression on his face. The photographer said it was done, but neither of them moved immediately.
Xu Jingzhe was still "sit on his knees", he said, "Let's end the game."
The photographer looked at the poses of the two of them, and smiled as if he understood something. He greeted everyone who was wearing makeup and watching the film to go out. The cameraman of the reality show was still there, pretending not to hear it.
Xu Jingzhe was almost speechless, he said, "Be accommodating, this really can't be filmed."
The cameraman didn't embarrass him either, and handed Mai over, intending for the two of them to wear them.
Xu Jingzhe simply grabbed all the small square boxes in his hands, and when the field was finally cleared, he lowered his head and asked Liang Yu thoughtfully, "Can you get up?"
Liang Yu's expression was indeed not very good. There was a slight sweat on his forehead, and his half-vacuum lower body was about to explode. He covered his eyes and pressed Xu Jingzhe's waist so that no one could move.
"Wait a while." He hoarsely whispered, "Just wait a while."
"..." Xu Jingzhe didn't know what his expression was now, he sat quietly on Liang Yu's waist, his mood was very complicated, and he thought about it a lot, but underneath it was a calm and peaceful place, without the slightest turbulence.
Liang Yu obviously realized that, before he calmed down, another fire burst into flames. He looked at Xu Jingzhe, probably in a hurry, and sneered indifferently, "Mr. Xu , Am I not attractive enough, or are you really not good enough?"