The little male protagonist is here?

Song Ci subconsciously straightened his back, unable to think of any good expression, so he simply had a blank face.

"Mingjing, come on. ”

Zhang Jing is obviously more familiar with the little boy, and her attitude is very warm.

"Let's get acquainted again, this is Sister Xiaohua, this is Brother Xiangyang. You're going to work together these days, aren't you happy?"

Zhang Jing couldn't put it down and looked at the two porcelain dolls, also with a straight face, but one rejected people thousands of miles away, and the other was soft and cute like glutinous rice dumplings, which were very harmonious and eye-catching.

Zhang Jing thought of a word, Peng Shen shining!

Probably makeup artists have a bit of a face dog attribute, anyway, Zhang Jing will always be in a better mood when she sees beautiful people, and she also has a steady stream of creative enthusiasm and inspiration.

In this scene, there is not much to play in the appearance of Xiao Xiaohua, and the little girl Song Ci can wear it directly to shoot.

Xiao Xiangyang's shape has to be carefully considered.

He is the setting of a down-and-out noble son, it is best to get a handsome little suit to wear, the kind that wears a vest and bow tie, and then combs a small hair, wears gold-rimmed glasses with thin chains, and wears shiny small leather shoes, perfect!

I had to prepare a patched old peasant clothes, and when I was taken away by my uncle, I changed into a small robe, a top hat, and black cloth shoes.

You have to prepare at least three sets.

As for the makeup, the facial features of the two children are excellent enough, and the makeup on their faces is light.

Xiaoxiaohua's hands and face are too white, it doesn't look like she has ever worked, so she has to make two strokes......

Zhang Jing looked at the two children with a smile, and a lot of thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Hello, I'm Song Ci, please take care of me. ”

Song Ci looked the little boy up and down, and found that there was not much deviation from his memory, and it was a little cooler, so he couldn't help but smile and took the initiative to extend a hand of friendship.

She sits, about the same height as someone else stands, and she is also very helpless.

Gu Mingjing had an obvious pursed lip movement, paused, and then slowly put his right hand up and shook it perfunctorily:

"Gu Mingjing. ”

The palms of both hands are closed at the touch of a button.

Song Ci stared at the hand he had withdrawn amusemently, and felt that he was likely to immediately take out a snow-white handkerchief and wipe his hands vigorously, and then throw it away without a trace of fireworks.

It's a pity that the picture she imagined didn't appear.

After the little boy withdrew his hand, he stood quietly with his hands down, filled with an air of misanthropy that was extremely incompatible with his age.

Is this a specific character, or has it entered the role in advance?

Song Ci looked at him, grinned at him suddenly, then changed his face in a second, coldly took out a boxy handkerchief from his pocket, and pretentiously wiped the hand that had been touched just now, from the palm of his hand to the tip of his fingers.

Then, staring at the young man's dark eyes, he raised the handkerchief and let go of his hand.

The handkerchief fluttered between the two.

There was silence inside and outside the house.

Several people looked at the inconspicuous flower handkerchief on the ground, and then looked at the little boy.

Don't be, right?

Song Ci also looked at the little boy in front of him playfully, and was satisfied to see the indifferent expression on his face crack through the cracks, revealing the anger and shame that a child of this age should have.

Well, it's much more pleasing to the eye.

Song Ci bent his eyes and smiled contentedly.

What a deep pretence at a young age, how beautiful it looks with such popularity.

Gu Mingjing looked at the small doll in front of him, and saw her stinky face and laughing for a while, why didn't she know that she was teasing him?

Angry?

Somewhat.

But what tricked him was a little doll, and he could gently poke it down with one finger, and it was not easy to deal with her.

I can only hold it by myself.

It's even more infuriating!

This doll has a bad heart!

"Haha Xiaojing, this emotional fluctuation is very good, very vivid. Remember how you feel now, keep it in this state, it's okay to film!"

The director praised with satisfaction.

"Looks like you're talking. ”