Ming Letian's green tea career dates back to his childhood.
Ming Letian's father is the Duke of a small country. Logically, his surname should be Edmond. The reason for his surname is that his mother is the Duke's second wife. He has an older brother who is twelve years older than him. Heir, he was forced to take his mother's surname since he was born. Who let his brother die? His mother is also a nobleman, and the family is quite powerful.
Although Ming Letian was forced to give up the surname Edmond, it doesn't mean that his father doesn't love him. Ming Letian looks like a little angel in an oil painting. Can his father not love him? This caused Ming Letian's brother to be dissatisfied.
When Ming Letian was young, his brother Andrew kept pinching him to tease him. In fact, Andrew wanted to bully Ming Letian at first, but Ming Letian was so cute, and Andrew also fell for it. It's saliva.
The young Ming Letian secretly kept it in his heart. When he was six years old, he went to his father to complain without a teacher. He cried and said that his brother had been beating him secretly. He said it vividly and sincerely. His father hung up the elder son in a fit of anger. Beat up.
Since then, Ming Letian has embarked on the road of no return for green tea hanging, and has never failed in the following fifteen years.
Le Tian's smiling face froze for a moment, put away his movements and stood up, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous."
One sentence made the studio full of maternal love again, and many male staff members felt the urge to be mother fans, and wanted to come forward to comfort the bewildered teenagers.
Yan Zhiyun held the camera and took a deep breath, "Imagine the camera as your favorite person, and do it again."
Letian: ... I'm sorry, I never loved.
The perfect curvature of the lips, but the expressionless smile in the eyes once again appeared in Yan Zhiyun's camera. He frowned deeply. Seeing such an expression was a serious injury to his eyes, Yan Zhiyun let go Camera, said directly: "Then don't laugh, put on your most natural look."
Lotte: Don't mess with me, the most natural look is the one you just saw.
Seeing him not moving for a long time, Yan Zhiyun said directly: "You can dance here, can you dance?"
Letian nodded slowly, with tears in his eyes.
Most of the girls in the studio immediately cast condemning glances at Yan Zhiyun. Yan Zhiyun was focused on capturing Ming Letian's movements with his camera. After Ming Letian danced for three minutes, he waved his hand to stop, frowning and looking through the camera. Photo.
Ming Letian's movements are beautiful, and his figure is also very beautiful. Yan Zhiyun dares to say that this is one of the most beautiful bodies he has photographed in recent years. Unfortunately, as soon as he showed his face, Yan Zhiyun immediately told Ming Letian that he was wearing a mask. Feeling uncomfortable with the same expression.
I pressed the page-turning button on the camera a few times irritably with my fingers, and finally Yan Zhiyun gave up. He raised his head and said to Ming Letian who was standing there with a worried face: "Is it okay not to show your face for this shooting?"
Le Tian's lips parted slightly in surprise, with an expression of grievance, "I, I don't know if it's okay." Nonsense, of course it's not allowed, Ming Letian went to great lengths to win over this male lead just to show off, and told him that the promotional photos are not OK. Showing his face is worse than killing him.
It was also the first time Yan Zhiyun encountered such a situation. He raised his hand to let everyone rest, and waved to Ming Letian, "Come to my office."
Yan Zhiyun's office is at the end of this floor, a frosted glass room, filled with lush potted plants, and a huge photo of flying birds on the wall, Lotte took a look at it, and felt that the bird in the photo was about to fly out of the photo Marginal, very reminiscent.
There are two small futons surrounded by green plants in the office, Yan Zhiyun sat down on one of the futons, and said to Ming Letian who was still looking around: "Come and sit."
Like waking up from a dream, Le Tian walked to the futon opposite Yan Zhiyun and sat down. He was sitting in a very standard "boyish" style, with his legs dangling under the bay window and his palms propped artificially on both sides. He lowered his head and looked timid, not daring to speak, "The photos taken by Mr. Yan are so beautiful."
Yan Zhiyun was pouring tea, glanced at the photo on the wall, and said casually: "It was printed by the decoration company, not by me."
Le Tian: ... Didn't you say it earlier? !
Le Tian blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I thought it was Mr. Yan who took the photo, but I think Mr. Yan should also be a very good photographer."
Yan Zhiyun snorted through his nasal cavity, seemed to think what Ming Letian said was very funny, and shook his head again, "Shall you drink tea?"
Le Tian turned his face away, carefully picked up the teacup, and took a sip, "Very fragrant tea."
Yan Zhiyun was almost speechless, he had been in this circle for so long, celebrities were the people he had the most contact with, and many celebrities were hypocritical, but he had never seen such a young man in front of him who didn't tell the truth.
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows and said, "You like it?"
Le Tian nodded shyly, "I've never had such a fragrant tea."
Yan Zhiyun said: "The supermarket on the first floor sells it. If you like it, remember to buy a pack before you leave. It only costs fifteen yuan."
Letian: ...Damn, you still brew the tea leaves for 15 yuan a pack so well, and there are also tea bowls that look very expensive at first glance, wait, this tea bowl is also a stack of 15 yuan in the supermarket downstairs, right?
Le Tian smiled blushingly, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't drunk much Chinese tea, so I don't know how to appreciate it."
Hmph, I am a foreigner.
Yan Zhiyun felt a little interesting, and said with great interest: "I heard that Mr. Ming is the main dancer of the year?"
Letian restrained his proud expression, and nodded his head gently.
Yan Zhiyun said: "Why not Qi Xiao?"
Letian was a little surprised, "Mr. Yan knows Brother Qi?"
"Brother Qi..." Yan Zhiyun played with taste, "Qi Xiao is your brother?"
Le Tian: "No, it's just that Brother Qi is two years older than me."
Yan Zhiyun nodded to show that he understood, and took a sip from the teacup, "The older one is called brother."
Le Tian: Why did he hear a bit of yin and yang
Yan Zhiyun put down his teacup, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the time for chatting and relaxing is over, Mr. Ming, the task given to me by your dance troupe this time is to capture the most authentic beauty of the dancers, but I just didn't I see a little truth in you."
Le Tian lowered his head lower and lower as he spoke, almost reaching his chest. He whispered, "I don't understand."
"Do you like dancing?" Yan Zhiyun asked.
Le Tian nodded, soft blond hair fluttering like a cloud, softly said: "I like it."
Yan Zhiyun said: "Why do you like it?"
Lotte: Because he is talented, and he enjoys the praise of others and the aura of genius above his head.
Le Tian whispered: "Dancing has always been my dream."
"You don't have dreams in your eyes." Yan Zhiyun said directly.
Lotte: You have no dreams.
Yan Zhiyun looked at the blond boy with his head down all the time, clasped his hands, and said sincerely: "Well, I'll refund the money to your dance troupe, and you can find another photography studio, how about it?"
Letian's shoulders trembled, he raised his face, his brows were slightly wrinkled, tears were already shining in his brown eyes, "Mr. Yan, give me another chance."
Others saw Ming Letian's appearance, such as Qi Xiao, must have surrendered long ago, but Yan Zhiyun was unmoved, "This is for the good of both of us, otherwise we will not be able to take pictures that we are satisfied with if we waste time .”
Le Tian stepped up the offensive of tears, and the tears were already rolling to the edge of the eyes, "I really don't want to mess up this shooting, Mr. Yan, please give me some time, okay?"
Although Yan Zhiyun knew that Ming Letian was pretending, he couldn't stand people crying at him. He was still a man, and they said that men don't flick their tears lightly. Ming Letian was fine. When he entered his studio, there were no tears in his eyes. After stopping, Yan Zhiyun had a headache and said, "Don't shoot today, you go back and think about what is real, you think about it, I can work overtime this weekend to help you shoot, okay?"
Lotte nodded slightly.
Le Tian came out of Yan Zhiyun's office, looking like pear blossoms with rain, and Yan Zhiyun immediately became angry. After Le Tian left, he was strongly condemned by the Lotte Alliance, "Yan Da, what did you say? Almost crying."
Yan Zhiyun put away the camera, "What did I say? Normal communication at work."
Everyone has seen Yan Zhiyun's rigorous attitude towards work. The last time a well-known big star came to shoot, Yan Zhiyun also said that he ran away in anger.
The girl who received Ming Letian said: "Xiao Ming is different, he is still a child."
Yan Zhiyun couldn't laugh or cry, begging for mercy from the female employees in the studio, packed up his things and hurried out from among the excited female fans, when he got a call downstairs, he picked it up and looked, coincidentally, it was Qi Xiao .
"Hey," Yan Zhiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Qi Xiao, let me tell you..." Before he could open his mouth, Qi Xiao slapped him, saying that Ming Letian called him just now, and there was a message on the phone. Cried, and asked him if he knew Yan Zhiyun, and if he could help explain.
Qi Xiao sullenly said: "Le Tian is very timid, why are you being so fierce to him?"
Yan Zhiyun glanced at the time on the watch on his wrist, shook his head and walked towards the garage, "He gave you all some ecstasy soup."
Qi Xiao and Yan Zhiyun grew up in a high school when they were young, and they also realized that their tone was a bit too much, maybe because they were too angry when they hung up Ming Letian's phone call just now, Qi Xiao tried his best to calmly say: "You come to my house Come on, I'll talk to you face to face."
Yan Zhiyun said: "I can't do it today, I still have something to do, I have an appointment to talk about something, so don't tell me, I really didn't make things difficult for him."
Qi Xiao didn't believe it, and emphasized: "If it doesn't work today, then tomorrow."
Yan Zhiyun said helplessly: "Okay, I'll have dinner at your place tomorrow night."
Qi Xiao said: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Yan Zhiyun hung up the phone, shook his head again, and sighed in his heart: The ghosts and monsters are too rampant, it's a pity that my sharp eyes are being scorned by others.
Yan Zhiyun made an appointment with an independent photographer to discuss cooperation. The two met at a bar in the city center. The bar was very noisy, and Yan Zhiyun had a hard time chatting. However, the other party insisted on coming here, so he couldn't help it. He shook his glass Smiling wryly in the booth, Xindao really suffered, but who made him fancy his talent and became interested in attracting him.
Independent photographers are quite exciting. He is very casual and has a shaved head. He doesn't really like Yan Zhiyun, a big player in the industry, so he chose such a place deliberately perfunctory. I hope Yan Zhiyun knows. Difficult to retreat.
Yan Zhiyun also noticed it, and his attitude became more and more sincere. The independent photographer did not expect that Yan Zhiyun, who is so famous, would not show off at all, and he was quite surprised. Moved, he took the initiative and said: "It's not convenient to talk here, I'll come to your studio when I have time on weekends and talk again."
Yan Zhiyun nodded with a smile, picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with the other party graciously. Min Liang was a little embarrassed by his neither humble nor overbearing attitude, so he raised his head to change the subject and said, "Wow, look, there is a man doing pole dancing. It's really exciting."
Yan Zhiyun followed his gaze. On the dance floor one and a half meters above the booth, there was a slender figure leaning on the steel pipe with his legs crossed. His flexible waist bent out in an astonishing arc. Wearing a black butterfly mask, revealing charming red lips, and a head of short blond hair shining brightly under the light, all the people around are applauding rhythmically.
Yan Zhiyun's hand holding the wine glass stopped, and he watched the man flipping up and down on the steel pipe without blinking.
Lotte: Yo yo check! I am the most beautiful white swan in the audience!
System: "..." I've never seen a white swan dancing on a pole.
Le Tian cried and complained to Qi Xiao, but he was so angry that he came to disco. Originally, Letian liked to disco very much, and he enjoyed the feeling that people around him were fascinated by him.
Min Liang watched the blond man jump off the stage lightly, and exclaimed: "If I can take a set of his body, he must be beautiful!"
Yan Zhiyun's hand started to move, he raised his wine glass and took a sip, and said slowly, "It should." So he said everything, just don't slap his face.