The next shoot was relatively simple, with electronic music and Peking Opera accents, several people taking turns shooting on different occasions to show the unique charm of their trade, and at the same time, everyone stood next to fashionable and individually dressed models, and the models coordinated and interacted with the photographer at the appropriate music points.

Fashionable modern elements collide with traditional culture with a long history, and the contrast is extremely harmonious.

The second mirror, melting.

In the last picture, they jumped out and returned to tradition, they all changed into ordinary costumes, and the soundtrack was made of their own seniors, they just had to follow the action.

Inheritance is the foundation of every traditional culture and the lifeblood that makes blood flow.

The third mirror, handed down.

After a few shots, the sky was already full of red glow, and the depleted trees seemed to have a new life.

When taking hard photos, several people were shivering, but as long as the photographer gave an order, everyone immediately had the pleasure of a spring breeze.

But this shoot is different from the previous photos, none of them showed their full faces, or folding fans to cover their faces, or water shows to cover their faces, or trees, weapons.

The photographer is very professional, constantly mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm, and everyone is also very natural to cooperate, so it didn't take much time in this link, and the photos were taken very satisfactorily.

That night, Jiang Hao arranged for them to stay at the B&B next door, because there was one last set of hard photos taken the next morning.

As night fell, everyone was tired from the day, and after dinner, they all went back to rest early.

Ren Zhen didn't think that it was not easy to be a star, although everything was arranged properly, but it was really a bit unbearable to come down in full swing on such a day, and it was even more torturous than usual body training.

Mental torture.

Ren Zhen washed up early and lay on the bed, Shui Miao was talking to his parents on the phone to report his safety, and talked about today's shooting tidbits by the way, Ren Zhen was not interesting alone, and after looking at the ceiling for a long time, he began to flip through his mobile phone and swipe Weibo.

Brushing and brushing on a whim, she lost the search for the word Peking Opera, and the little girl pursed her lips and eyebrows, which was somewhat emotional.

The square is almost full of where today's performance was successful, which professor gave a Peking Opera lesson, who joined forces with whom...

However, the attention is pitiful.

It's just some self-amusement from these Peking Opera connoisseurs or lovers.

Thinking of this, Ren Zhen sighed lowly, hoping that my sister's promotion this time can resonate, what a good traditional culture, how can I have a feeling of an endangered animal.

Lu Cong didn't say a few words to Ren Zhen after eating, and the little couple was broken up by Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao took Lu Cong to meet an investor, and I heard that the investor was a fanatical Peking Opera lover, and he rushed over from Beijing to watch them shoot.

After following me all day, everyone was excited, and said that they must meet the visionary male student.

The initial idea of the three shots was put forward by Lu Cong and Jiang Hao during a conference call, and Jiang Hao felt very good at the time, so now he praises everyone when he meets him, and Lu Cong is like a god.

Ren Zhen didn't dare to disturb him, Shui Miao's phone porridge hadn't finished yet, her eyes were sour, so she put down her phone and rubbed it, think about it, let's go to sleep, I have to get up at 4 o'clock tomorrow morning.

……

Half-asleep, she felt a large hand linger on her face for a moment, and then her forehead seemed to be kissed by someone.

Then there was the low laughter of the water seedlings.

She wanted to open her eyes, but she didn't have the strength, she struggled in her dream, and dreamed that Lu Cong was holding herself, and her eyes were gentle and said to her, "Good night." ”

I slept very soundly this night, until the mobile phone rang, Ren Zhen hummed and turned over to turn off the alarm, and then flipped over and sat up.

It was snowing outside, and it had been piled up in a thick layer of snow since late at night, and the morning light was faint, and the falling snow petals and diamonds were dotted with stars, continuing to cover the earth layer by layer.

The owner of the B&B deliberately raised the indoor temperature a little, and in the dark room, Ren Zhen was stunned for a while, took the mobile phone and looked at it, at three fifty, my sister said that I would gather at half past four, and there was still a little time.

She put down her mobile phone and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, there was no movement on Shui Miao's side, and the slight sound of breathing fell together, Ren Zhen pursed her lips and smiled, and her movements were light and light.

After standing in the bathroom, I remembered that as long as Shui Miao fell asleep, she couldn't move even if you were beating gongs and drums in her ears.

So Ren Zhen took a shower with peace of mind, and even blew his hair.

When he came out, sure enough, the man's sleeping position did not change at all.

It was ten o'clock, Ren Zhen walked to Shui Miao's side with a grateful heart, and snapped her bedside lamp on, although the noise couldn't wake her up, but Shui Miao's eyes belonged to cats, and the light was the only choice to wake her up.

The person on the bed snorted, rubbed his staring eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "What time is it?"

Ren Zhen laughed: "It's ten o'clock, and there are still twenty minutes to gather, hurry up." ”

After saying that, the man walked to the side of the bed and began to put on his coat.

"Why are you going? It's so cold outside. Mizumiao had already begun to sit up and down.

"I went out to breathe, and I had a rare opportunity to come to the mountains and feel it. She grinned.

Shui Miao looked at her like a fool, and the air in the middle of the night was a little cold.

The design of the B&B is more inclined to the log style, there is a very spacious terrace at the end of the walk from the place where you live, Ren Zhen came back last night and saw it, so I deliberately set the alarm clock earlier, I want to feel the early morning of nature.

The little rabbit runs on tiptoe all the way, and when he passes by the river and the room where he cooks, he hears the faint sound of conversation inside, and... Mao Cai's sudden scream was like how Jiang He recruited him.

Ren Zhen shook his head, muttering in his mouth that he didn't know what to say, and continued to walk towards the terrace.

The patio door was closed, and Ren Zhenyi opened his eyes and said that it was incredulous, and there was a thick layer of snow on the terrace.

Ren Zhen is happy to die, this year's early snow, I look forward to this day every year.

She carefully lifted her foot and stepped into the soft snowdrift, her feet creaking and softening in an instant.

It's just that... Did anyone come out in the middle of the night? Big Footprints walked all the way to the edge of the terrace.

The curious ghost began to follow the footprint, and suddenly began to laugh.

Lu Cong spread his arms and was waiting for her to come.

"You're up so early. ”

She rushed over and threw herself into his arms, the down jacket was cold, but her heart was warm.

"yes, I'm a bit of a bad guy, so I woke up early. ”

Ren Zhen buried his head in his chest and nodded, and let out a soft and glutinous sound.

……

After a moment, she suddenly raised her head, looked at Lu Cong and blinked and smiled.

Lu Cong scraped her nose: "What are you laughing at?"

She said twice, embarrassedly, "I dreamed of you yesterday." ”

"What did you dream of me?"

She thought for a moment and lowered her head: "I dreamed... You kissed me. ”

A low chuckle above his head: "Is this how you kiss?"

Lu Cong picked up her little face that hadn't reacted yet, and kissed her on the forehead.

Ren Zhen trembled, it turned out that it wasn't a dream yesterday, it was Lu Cong who came back to see her, but she fell asleep.

But she shook her head wickedly and smiled, "No. ”

Lu Cong raised his eyebrows and hummed, and nodded: "That's like this?"

He lowered his head a little and kissed her again on the cheek.

Ren Zhen smiled satisfiedly, but...

"It's not. She continued to shake her head.

Lu Cong pretended to think about it: "That's it." ”

He lowered his head a little, his wet lips pressed against hers, and then caressed and murmured, "Is that so?"

Ren Zhen's eyes were crooked, his feet were cushioned, his two hands hooked his neck, and he nodded a few times.

First snow, she had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

Coincidentally, so did he.

Behind the door, Jiang He withdrew the foot he had just stepped out, his heart was heavy, and he turned his head and left quietly.

Jiang He's loneliness was discovered by the sharp-eyed water seedlings, she walked over and gave Jiang He the milk that was originally hot for Ren Zhen, anyway, the little girl was tired of being with her beloved, and she was warm.

"Rivers. She walked to Jiang He's side and whispered to him, she was always careful with him.

Jiang He looked down at her, and forced a smile in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

She bit her lower lip and twisted it, and took out a bag of milk that was still a little hot from her pocket: "Give you some milk, drink it warmer." ”

Jiang He smiled: "You drink, I won't drink anymore." ”

Shui Miao pursed her small mouth, and her voice was still very small: "I have." ”

Jiang He still refused her and shook his head: "Then you drink one more pack." ”

After saying that, he patted her on the shoulder, and the person went downstairs.

Shui Miao pinched the milk bag and lowered her brain a little bit, looked at the milk that was not sent out and sighed, and the person was also a little depressed.

In the middle of the night, a large hand reached over and gently took the milk from her hand.

She raised her head hurriedly, her eyes were red, but her eyes sank for a moment.

Mao Cai looked at her with distressed eyes, but smiled on his face.

He heard their conversation just now, hid in the house and didn't come out, after Jiang He left, he kept lying on the cat's eye and secretly observing the water seedlings, until he found that the little girl's shoulders began to shake slightly, and he was in a hurry to come out.

"Can you give me a drink?" he lowered his voice repeatedly, making himself look less rough.

Shui Miao glanced at him hurriedly, and lowered her head again: "Don't you like to drink fruit-flavored milk?"

Because Ren Zhen likes strawberry flavor, she specially warmed a bag of strawberry-flavored milk for her to drink.

Mao Cai glanced at the bag in his hand, he really never drank what these little girls love to drink, but for the sake of water seedlings, there is nothing that he can't drink.

"I drink. As he spoke, he bit open the bag, took it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and drank it in a few sips.

"Look, I'm done. He smiled and showed her the empty bag in his hand.

Shui Miao looked at him strangely uncomfortable, Mao Cai had liked her for so many years, but she just couldn't be tempted by him.

Come to think of it, Jiang He is probably the same for himself.

Shui Miao sighed softly: "Why should you. ”