The Villain Runs Wild

Chapter 47: The newly promoted top stream x outdated actor

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"Boss, I'm going to IN's studio soon. If you have any dissatisfaction, just let me negotiate."

In the car that was going smoothly, Fu Nai looked at Lin Sui who was resting with his eyes closed, and said so.

Lin Sui's estimate was correct. IN is very persistent about this cooperation, or in other words, this two-person cooperation. After she declined, the people over there came to see her for dinner and a show, just to talk about it. This business.

In order to test the deep meaning of the boss's words, Fu Nai tentatively proposed to shoot the cover of a single magazine, but the other party was very firm on this point, only shooting couples, Fu Nai deliberately relaxed his tone, and agreed after two days.

Looking at Lin Sui now, she felt even more admiration in her heart.

Lin Sui responded, and when he got off the car, he met Yan Qin who also came to shoot.

Yan Qin casual clothes, wearing sunglasses, only showing thin lips and jawline, tall and straight, giving people the impression of calm and introverted, like a piece of black jade.

Lin Sui's gaze flicked past him, ignoring people as nothing.

He has been in the limelight recently, so naturally he has to put on more and more airs.

Yan Qin silently followed behind him, watching his back.

The sunglasses covered the greed and longing in sight, and it seemed that the clouds were calm and breezy.

Monina said that two sets of shooting plans would be carried out, and Lin Sui went into the dressing room without any objection to modify the makeup and change clothes.

Actors usually put on makeup quickly, and Lin Sui and Yan Qin are both gifted, so makeup artists can take pictures without much effort.

Lin Sui was wearing a white suit, which was in stark contrast to Yan Qin's black suit.

"Mr. Yan, just keep the current state, and raise your head a little bit, yes."

Su Rui held the camera, directed the people in the set, and pressed the shutter.

In the background, the young master in a white suit sat on a chair and looked down at his cuffs indifferently, watching the deacon buttoning himself up.

Su Rui realized that she didn't need to guide Lin Sui at all. He had played his true colors to the extreme. When he saw his appearance, he would feel like a cold, proud, selfish young master who was careless towards the deacons serving him.

Yan Qin's expression was very calm, but his eyes followed Lin Sui all the time.

Su Rui was still a little worried before the shooting. After all, the two seemed to be out of tune, and I'm afraid they would be out of harmony in the camera. But after entering the shooting state, Su Rui realized that she was wrong, and the atmosphere between them was natural. , the difference between a follower and a subordinate is clear at a glance, but in this difference, there is something hidden just around the corner.

It's just too vague, like a monster under the calm water, dormant with only a faint shadow showing, Su Rui wants more spectators to understand this feeling.

"Mr. Yan, take off your tie, tie up Lin Sui's eyes, and watch him."

The theme of this issue is called "Gaze". Viewers can regard the subject as the focus of the photo, or the object as the focus. Gaze is a dynamic and static process in which one party conveys feelings to the other or obtains feedback.

Lin Sui frowned slightly, but did not refuse aloud.

Yan Qin gave Su Rui an appreciative look, he is indeed a very professional photographer.

He took off his tie, covered Lin Sui's eyes, and inadvertently ran his fingers across the end of Lin Sui's eyes through the cloth, staring at him through the black cloth.

Quiet and warm, gray and bright.

In only black and white photos, staring is a taboo delusion that is committed below, suppressed and hidden in the dark tone.

Su Rui pressed the shutter one after another. She didn't take pictures of Yan Qin's face, she only needed this communication gesture.

Even with his eyes tied, the body language of the sitting young master is relaxed and comfortable, as if he is able to handle all situations with ease, but outside his line of sight, the man who is originally a subject is watching.

Whether he knows the disobedience of the people around him is naturally judged by the thoughts of the spectators.

The shooting of this set was very smooth, Su Rui said with a smile: "Go and change the set."

Lin Sui got his next set of clothes for shooting, a black T-shirt and a pair of casual shorts.

The fabric of the top is very textured, with great drape and visual smoothness, but it seems to be a bit loose, and it is not Lin Sui's size.

"Did you provide the wrong one?"

Fu Nai frowned as he watched the neckline that slid down and exposed half of his shoulders as Lin Sui walked.

Monina explained: "It's this kind of design. We want to show the artist's casualness and relaxation from the clothing. Suisui should be fine, right?"

In order to show closeness, people in the industry sometimes call each other that way.

"Just shoot quickly."

Lin Sui pulled up the collar of his clothes, cold and impatient.

Monina smiled and said, "We must do it as soon as possible."

Lin Sui went to another studio. Compared with the dark tone just now, although the color system of this set of photos is still black and white, the overall style is bright and warm.

A clean and open room with warm light, with drawing boards and brushes used as props.

Yan Qin was wearing a white shirt. Under Su Rui's command, his collarbone was exposed, and the hem of his jacket was lifted up a little. The faint mermaid lines attracted people to peep.

Lin Sui pressed the tip of his tongue against the palate, feeling the sensory feedback of slight itching and numbness.

"You guys interact casually first, and find out how you feel."

Su Rui actually thought about how to guide the posture, but felt that they hadn't entered the state yet and needed to wait.

In order to avoid other people disturbing the status, she was the only one in the shed except for a lighting engineer.

The interaction between the painter and the model is, of course, a pose and a painting.

Lin Sui picked up a dry brush, twirled it between his fingers, and looked Yan Qin up and down.

Yan Qin's gaze towards him was a bit cramped, like a model just entering the industry, silent and youthful, but exuding a special masculine charm.

"Why is Teacher Yan so stiff? How can such a model catch the eye?"

Lin Sui walked up to Yan Qin's side, and poked his stiff muscles with a paintbrush.

Others called Yan Qin 'teacher' to respect his status in acting, but Lin Sui always called him that with a bit of sarcasm.

"What do you want me to do?"

Yan Qin lowered his eyes and asked, his eyes fell on Lin Sui's exposed smooth and fair skin.

Lin Sui raised his hand, and the paintbrush in his hand touched Yan Qin's face. The brush moved on the skin, brushing the tall nose bridge and cheeks, with careless movements.

When he raised his hand, the loose cloth on his body tilted in the other direction, and the thin and fair artist frivolously painted on the silent and docile model.

Su Rui immediately raised the camera and started shooting continuously, concentrating on capturing and recording.

"Sit on the floor."

Lin Sui pushed gently with his hand, and Yan Qin obediently sat on the ground, looking up at Lin Sui, dangerous yet harmless.

Lin Sui leaned over and looked at each other.

Su Rui took pictures continuously excitedly. She has photographed many models and celebrities, even the most familiar partners may not be able to bring such a feeling to people.

Obviously, it was just a random movement, but it felt better than her carefully designed one.

As Lin Suiyue got closer, Yan Qin smelled the warm fragrance from his body and felt dizzy.

In the bright light, some images that seemed real but not real and not fake flashed in my mind vaguely.

In the cramped space, he was also sitting on the ground like this, while Lin Sui was standing not far away, quietly watching his blasphemy.

Also... stepped on there.

Thinking about that scene made his heart beat, reminding Yan Qin of holding Lin Sui's ankle on the first day of junior high school.

Lin Suiyue grew up pampered, and the soles of his feet were soft and fair, and they turned red after a while.

Yan Qin held his breath, if he was found to be abnormal in this situation, Lin Sui would treat him as a pervert.

As Nuan Xiang got closer, Yan Qin heard Lin Sui's whisper.

"Isn't it for the benefit of not wanting me at the beginning, why are you rushing to tie me up now? It seems that some people are also fake and lofty, or do you think it is more important to become famous?"

The warm breath carried cold malice, full of disdain and ridicule.

Yan Qin tilted his head and saw Furong's face with red lips and white teeth, and knew in his heart that Lin Sui had misinterpreted his behavior, but he didn't intend to defend himself.

According to Lin Sui's temperament, if he showed his true intentions and thoughts, he might be taken as a joke by him, so it's better to make him feel that he is doing it for profit, so that there is a reason to even approach him.

Lin Sui liked being held by others, so he volunteered to be the beggar in his hand, and then invaded a little bit.

Su Rui didn't know and didn't care what Lin Sui and Yan Qin were talking about. The shutter almost turned into Gatling. She is not a photographer who chooses a moment to start. She likes to capture as many emotional pictures as possible, and then delete them. Choose Adjust.

"By default?"

After Lin Sui said this question, he opened the distance between them, and drew the outline of Yan Qin's collarbone with the pen in his hand.

This is a bit flirting and teasing, but he has a nonchalant expression on his face, which makes people think it's just teasing.

Lin Sui was a little unhappy, if this wasn't a studio, and there was no one around, this wasn't the place he wanted to describe, another place was more interesting.

Seeing that Yan Qin was silent, Lin Sui left his side and stood in front of the drawing board.

The paper covered was white, and Lin Sui dipped a brush with black paint to render it on the white paper.

Su Rui didn't plan to shoot the drawing board from the front, after all, Lin Sui's painting skills are not easy to estimate, so she took pictures from the side to control the whole atmosphere.

The casually beautiful and arrogant painter and the model he taught, the picture is like a warm and humid tree, with vague ambiguity, hidden in the sun, some unreal dreams.

Even though the room was still cool, Su Rui's back was sweating inexplicably. She even had new inspirations and ideas. She found a cigarette case from her bag, took a cigarette and a lighter.

"Brother Lin, can you try smoking a cigarette? You don't need to do anything, just choose a position and light it up. This won't be used as a cover, and you can add money."

If it is used on the cover, there will always be a suspicion of advocacy, which is not good, and Su Rui has no intention of doing so, she just wants to take pictures of Lin Sui when she feels like it, and she can pay for it herself.

She likes the decadent, seductive and indulgent feeling of Lin Sui very much, but it doesn't give people a sense of depravity. On the contrary, it is gorgeous and mysterious, which makes people unable to resist prying.

"Okay," Lin Sui raised his chin, and naturally drove Yan Qin to help him take the props, and looked at the people in the room, "But I need to find a feeling, can I go out first?"

Although he used interrogative sentences, his attitude was undoubtedly a declarative sentence.

Su Rui: "Is it okay for about five minutes?"

Lin Sui nodded, Su Rui and the lighting engineer went out, the door was closed softly, and only Lin Sui and Yan Qin were left in the shed.

"If you want to cling to me and become popular again, you have to pay a price, right?"

Lin Sui sat on the chair, crossed his legs and looked at Yan Qin leisurely, biting the popcorn cigarette.

"I need a teacher who is always on call."

Lin Sui let Yan Qin light a cigarette for him, and crushed the beads in the cigarette.

Peach-flavored smoke spewed out from slightly parted lips, and the young man's black and loose clothing complemented his fair skin.

That posture is undeniable, but also lively and fragrant.