375 Roar

Cong Nianwei, who didn't look at the sidelines, didn't pull off her eyes from the moment she entered the venue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Guan's black shiny leather high boots creaked the ground, and he had just taken Renana's Bloody Mary in his hand, this cocktail in a square glass, similar to blood, was full of dangerous taste.

It's hard enough for props, tomato juice is such a cheap thing not prepared, and the vodka is mixed together.

Qin Guan walked to the edge of the castle, since he was doing it according to the other party's feelings, there was a lot of room for manipulation.

The artificial sunset is a sunset with a warm color biased towards red, and Dracula, a delicate and elegant vampire, has a gloomy and cold face to the extreme.

The darkness of his world is coming, and every inch of the land under the cover of night will tremble because of his prestige.

The red blood held by the white fingers was pure and almost transparent in the light, and Dracula's fangs revealed their original true face due to the stimulation of blood.

Suddenly, Qin Guan moved, and this vampire, who had always had Armani's cold and indifferent style on his face, changed his painting style in an instant.

The sharp eyes, the flying eyebrows, and the white hair naturally floated with the wind of the props outside the venue.

"Roar!! Roar! ”

A mad roar, like a roar against his greatest enemy, like a haughty emperor being provoked, like a crowd of weak humans under the fall of night to show his strength.

Because of the loud roar, Qin Guan's mouth naturally grew, and the two slightly curved fangs were clearly reflected against the background of the dark castle.

The extreme hideousness, the extreme danger, coupled with the red tears that flowed from Qin Guan's eyes, seemed to tell a story of slaughtering the world.

The model performance in the venue was wanton, but the staff outside the venue were scared enough, Cong Nianwei, who was already calm about any move by her boyfriend, calmly took a sip of water.

The wine bottle in Renana's hand on the side almost fell to the ground in fright, and anyone who yelled without any mental preparation after calming down and solemn would be startled.

But there is also a calm and calm person like Cong Nianwei in the field, there is an old man in the family, and this R, who was invited by Nylon at a high price, entered the work of the photographer with an excited face.

Originally, he planned to let his work assistant shoot for him, and he just needed to grasp the composition and shooting feeling from the side, but when Qin Guan walked to the background board coldly, the old man, who was still motionless in his seat, moved because of Qin Guan's loud roar.

The camera in the assistant's hand was dragged to his chest by R, and with a few sharp arrow steps, he crossed the best shooting distance half a meter away from Qin Guan.

Bright red blood droplets, in the background of the ancient castle that looks like poppies quietly blooming, oppressive, dark, but unwilling ordinary.

I also yearn for the warm winter sun, I also yearn for the sound of my heartbeat, I also love the temperature of my blood, and all this is to blame for others, this damn fate.

The flashing lights showed that the progress of the shooting was so smooth, and at this time, because he could express Qin Guan, who had gone crazy at will, entered a state of free self, and went crazy in calm.

He held on to the dark fence that leaned out of the castle with one hand, and with the other hand he was going to drink the blood from the glass, but it turned out to be a castle assembled and rendered with thin wooden boards and paper shells, because of Qin Guan's support....

'Bang la-la-la

Not only did he fall on the background board, but he also fell with the model Qin Guan, who was buried in... That's what it is...... The consequences of making a big deal.

But this calm old man didn't stop his pace of shooting because Qin Guan fell into the ruins, and sure enough, after a while, Qin Guan sat up from the ruins of the collapsed castle.

The wine poured over his face, and his white hair, which was originally as smooth as silk, also took on a dangerous red.

Not only did there be red dye at the corners of his eyes on his face, but Qin Guan's lips and chin were snaked down with the sexy Adam's apple, which slipped into his neck and rolled into his pale and sexy chest.

"Okay! Perfect! Yes, exactly! The old man, who was as careless as a backdrop, finally uttered the first words of his work.

The dazed hollowness, the helplessness of the heartache, the vampire who should have been strong, at this time really looked so pale and weak, crumbling and lovely.

By the time Qin Guan reacted from the state of being blinded, the R over there had also finished filming, and the two men, one old and one young, stared at each other with big eyes.

"You, very good! c, give him my business card when he leaves. ”

Are you giving five cents to a homeless man on the street, and you still think you've saved the world?

Uncle, is it appropriate for you to drag it like this?

When Qin Guan was dragged out of the rubble by the staff on the side, the old man had already walked out of the workplace with his hands behind his back and three shakings, and the work assistant on the side stuffed the business card into Cong Nianwei's hand, followed behind R with a smoke, and left everyone's sight.

Renana, who was on the side, was excited, and suddenly she realized that she was happy too early, this old man, not only did not take her as the real boss to heart, but also did not leave her a record of the negative he had just taken.

"Alas. Mr. R, you wait..."Renana didn't care about greeting Qin Guan, who had finished his work, and rushed out with a wine bottle, knowing that he wanted a negative, and what he didn't know was that he was going out to seek revenge.

Qin Guan pulled off his wig, changed his clothes, and washed it three times with cleansing oil before he could reluctantly go out to meet people.

Tomorrow is the magazine's launch day and the last working day of this national holiday.

The learning atmosphere of Columbia University has also become inexplicably impetuous because of this interesting national festival.

Halloween costumes, which can be seen everywhere, are also quietly staged in universities.

The Monster League Carnival, Halloween Drinking Party, and all sorts of things will be staged on this day.

The distinctive dress-up shop on the side of the road was the sales champion of this period.

All kinds of monster costumes that children dream of can be bought here.

The whimsy of the Americans turned Halloween into a festival of big nights.

On the eve of the festival, the atmosphere is strong, and the latest issues of the major fashion magazines are also placed in the red newsstand in the United States as scheduled.

Newspapers are still tiled, magazines are on the shelves, at major subway buses and intersections, but when people first wake up in the morning, people's mouths have just begun to spray white mist, which is dazzling, and the magazine sales war with many names begins. (To be continued.) )