Outside the teahouse, the abalone was quietly waiting for the bamboo pole to arrive, just now he saw Han Qiu and Yuan Meng enter here, such a good opportunity, so why not catch turtles in an urn?

If you shoot something good, you should have a lot of rewards for going back, right?

When I think of this, I can't help but want to laugh!

After a while, the bamboo pole hurried over with a magazine-sized ultrabook, and when he saw the abalone, he opened his mouth and asked, "Where are the people?"

"Got in. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info," said Abalone, pointing to the teahouse across the street.

The bamboo pole breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, as long as the person doesn't lose it." ”

"Let's go, let's go in too, in case we miss something good, we won't be able to make it. ”

"Don't worry. As he spoke, the bamboo pole took out a lighter-sized camera and handed it to the abalone, "Take it, this is the latest high-tech, wireless, I heard that the pixels are particularly high, and the shooting is super clear." Brother Yuan specially handed it over to us, so that we could shoot something useful. ”

Abalone played with the camera, then held it up again, and the sunlight reflected through the camera on his face, making him squint: "This thing is so good?"

"Brother Yuan said to use this shot, it must be easy to use. ”

"That'll do. "Abalone doesn't have much of an opinion, it's just a change of gadget.

Put away the camera, the two were not in a hurry, and the old god walked into the teahouse comfortably.

After entering the teahouse, they found that there was a cave here, just now it was a modern town outside, but they didn't expect to walk through a door, as if they had traveled back to ancient times. In particular, the huge temperature difference between inside and outside makes the two feel like they are separated from each other.

The wooden floors, the openwork railings, the carved seats, everything is in a warm and dark tone. A faint scent of tea fills the air.

The quiet and elegant atmosphere is spontaneously born.

This time, the two of them didn't deliberately put on sunglasses, although they saw Han Qiu still wearing this thing in the hall.

Hmph, it's useful to wear sunglasses? You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from us.

In fact, the reason why the two of them were so sure was because Yuan Meng, who was opposite Han Qiu, generously showed his face. She wasn't worried about attracting crowds.

Glancing at the hall, Abalone chose a place not far from Han Qiu but not very close to sit with the bamboo pole.

The seats they and Han Qiu were seated in a straight line back to back, and there was a screen between each table. In order to be safe, the abalone was deliberately separated from several tables.

After ordering a pot of tea and a few seconds of silence for his wallet, the abalone began to wonder how to get it. You can't shoot directly, so you can only find a hidden place to install the camera.

Thinking of this, the abalone winked at the bamboo pole: "I'll go see the situation and put the camera on by the way." ”

The bamboo pole nodded and opened the ultrabook: "Okay, then I'll debug the picture first." ”

Abalone left his seat and pretended that other guests were passing by Han Qiu's booth, and with a casual glance, he found that there was no one in the booth next to Han Qiu. So, the abalone got stuck in a blind spot and walked in decisively.

Glancing around, the abalone focused on the screen that blocked the view. One side of the booth was against the wall and the other was against the aisle, and the abalone decisively attached the camera to the wall on the side of the screen.

Everything was done in a lightning-fast time. After pasting it, the abalone also specially adjusted the position so that the camera was facing Han Qiu's booth.

After everything was done, Abalone turned and returned to his seat, like a triumphant general, with a smug smile on his face.

"How's it going?" asked the abalone as soon as he sat down.

"See for yourself. The bamboo pole turned the screen to show the abalone, and on it, it was the picture of Han Qiu and Yuan Meng drinking tea.

"yes, it's done!" the abalone lowered his voice, squeezing a few syllables out of his throat.

The bamboo pole was also very happy: "Now we can enjoy Han Banxian's performance while drinking tea." It's just a pity that this thing can't make a sound. ”

"It's okay, it's enough to have a video. ”

............

On the other hand, Han Qiu and Yuan Meng were completely unaware that their every move was already under the surveillance of others. He never thought that drinking tea with Yuan Meng would cause the paparazzi to follow him.

Grandma's is not going to the hotel to open a room, what is worth shooting?

Therefore, Han Qiu didn't expect that he could also enjoy Truman's treatment.

Yuan Meng poured himself a cup of tea and asked casually, "Han Qiu, do you know beauty tea?"

Han Qiu chuckled, "I only know that this thing is a tea unique to Taiwan Island, and I don't know anything else." ”

Yuan Meng said proudly: "I know a lot, for example, its tea cyanine must be bitten and sucked by the little green leafhopper." The saliva of this bug is mixed with tea enzymes to give out a special aroma, which is also the source of the mellow fruity honey flavor of beauty tea. Therefore, the degree of bite directly determines the quality of the tea, and the beauty tea cannot be sprayed with pesticides. ”

After listening to Yuan Meng, Han Qiu felt like he was listening to a fantasy.

When is the quality of tea determined by insects? The more cheerful it bites, the more fragrant the tea becomes?

Thinking of the spittle of insects in the tea he drank, Han Qiu's face became colorful.

"How do you know so much?"

Yuan Meng looked at Han Qiu with disdain: "Now that the network is so developed, you can know it with a casual lookup, okay?"

"Uh.... Can you tell me what my worm looks like?"

"It's a cicada, but it's a few models smaller than the summer cicada. ”

Han Qiu's face was a little soothed, fortunately it was a cicada, not a cockroach.

"Uh..... I think it's still our Eagle Tea in Yudu that is delicious, cheap and affordable, and a must-have for every family. ”

"What kind of tea is this? Eagle tea... Does it have anything to do with the eagle?"

Han Qiu finally felt a sense of intellectual superiority, "Hehe, it has nothing to do with the eagle. This is a specialty of our Yudu, and I will send you some when I have time in the future. ”

Yuan Meng nodded: "Okay, then I thank you in advance, Da Xian'er." ”

Han Qiu shook his head: "It's okay, be polite to me." I have to thank you for helping me make a movie this time. By the way, how do you use those tiny cameras?"

When filming Truman, there are several small shots, which are reflected through the miniature camera. Since it is necessary to reflect the state of Truman being monitored all the time, it is necessary to reflect this point.

For example, when he washes in the mirror, there is a camera on the mirror. For example, when he is working, there is also a camera hidden in the tools on the table.

This can better reflect the sadness of Truman's character.

Wherever you go, you are watched!

To this end, Han Qiu also deliberately bought some of the latest miniature cameras in China, both wireless and wired.

Yuan Meng smiled slyly and said, "It's not bad, it's a must-have for voyeur surveillance." Han Qiu, you tell me honestly, do you plan to use these things to do bad things!"

Han Qiu had a black line and said speechlessly: "Please, what bad things can I do? If I want to shoot, I can shoot openly with a large camera, do I still need to take pictures secretly? I'm not a paparazzi." ”

Yuan Meng elegantly held the teacup and said with a smile: "Yes, you even dare to shoot V, what else dare not shoot?"

Han Qiu sneered and picked up the teacup.......

.........

"What are they talking about, so happy?" said Abalone, looking at the two talking and laughing on the screen, puzzled.

Bamboo pole shook his head: "Hell, I don't know lip language." ”

"Well, it's boring. Abalone was a little helpless, Han Qiu and Yuan Meng's brotherly friends were so painful to see that they couldn't wait to rush over and stick the two of them together.

Out of boredom, Abalone moved the ultrabook of the bamboo pole and found that there were many videos on the video catalog in addition to the ones currently being recorded.

"Huh, what are these videos?"

Just as the abalone wanted to click on it curiously, the bamboo pole snatched the ultrabook, and then looked at the abalone unhappily: "Don't mess with my things." ”

Abalone shrugged, "Okay, okay, don't move, I don't move, why are you so excited." ”

"Hmph!" the bamboo pole squinted coldly.

At this time, just when the atmosphere of the two was a little awkward, there was finally a change on the screen.

Yuan Meng accidentally got the water on her hands when she poured the tea, and the tea at a high temperature directly scalded the back of her hand. Seeing this, Han Qiu hurriedly found a tissue to help her dry the water stains. In this way, the two will inevitably come into contact.

And this scene made the abalone and the bamboo pole can't help but clench their fists, and they can't wait to raise their arms and cheer!

It's finally time to wait!