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Men's clothing, which looks relatively monotonous, seems to be easier to care for than women's clothing, which is in fact the opposite, and it is precisely because men's clothing is too monotonous and looks the same, which makes it more troublesome.

The simplest, all men's clothing in the Middle Ages, whatever was worn, at the innermost, must be a white shirt.

Discerning dozens of seemingly indistinguishable white shirts for what occasion and who is wearing them can definitely force an obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

Ryan touched his chin and thought seriously, well, there seems to be a position in a complete film team, called costume assistant?

Or simply, be a costume director?

When the time comes, he will be free to do something else!

It's just beautiful.

However, in order to prevent the two bastards Roy and Cyril from seeing the clues, Ryan decided to discredit Jian Han appropriately.

Ryan:...... It's hard to describe my feelings.

Ryan: I could have done it in two hours by myself, but with Jane's help, that time has become four hours!

Ryan: If it weren't for the fact that I never hit a woman—

Ryan: Hey, Roy, let's get in touch later.

Ryan:...... Roy? What are you doing? Hurry up and get back to me, or the time it takes me to connect with you will change from an hour to four hours!

Roy was staring at Cyril at this time, and he didn't have time to look at his phone, otherwise he would vomit blood in anger - Ryan, this bastard, contact him whenever something goes wrong!

Of course, Ryan's danger is still much smaller than Cyril's, and Cyril is directly approaching Lania to contact her feelings!

Cyril frowned, looked at Roy standing in front of him, and said without respect in his tone: "Hell! Roy, what are you doing? Have you forgotten our original agreement? ”

The corners of Roy's mouth twitched twice, of course he wouldn't forget, how could he forget! This is the only time in his life that he has completely won a battle between Ryan and Cyril!

No, no, he's still very young, and his life is still long! He still has a chance to win in the future! There must be a chance!

He frowned and said, "As a director, I take a look at the shooting scene, is there anything wrong?" ”

Cyril didn't give him the slightest face: "Of course not! You can now go somewhere else to see the scene! Don't get in my way! ”

Roy's face was gloomy, somewhere else? The whole castle is a little funny except for the vast courtyard in front of it, and the others are indoor dramas, what is there to see!

But he was silent for a long time, and finally said nothing, and silently left Cyril's sight.

No way, that's the price he paid for beating Ryan and Cyril in the first place - unleashing some of his directing powers.

Roy, who was in the way, finally disappeared from his eyes, and Cyril breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he notice that the phone was vibrating wildly, and he didn't need to look at him to know that it must have been Ryan's chatter again.

This strange thing, during afternoon tea just now, I learned the name I from Jane, and began to replace all the chat conversations with me-

Roy also learned a synonym - widow.

As for him, hehe, with these lowly humans, there is nothing to talk about.

Still, he habitually glanced at the chat history - Jane went to Ryan?

Cyril's brow furrowed, he put his phone in his pocket and got back to work - of the three, Ryan's job was more tedious, and his work was not only tedious, but also heavy.

Their film team was not staffed and couldn't have as many cameras as they could in a regular shoot, but they did their best to maximize the current conditions – there would be three cameras when shooting!

A fixed-track ground shot, an aerial shot that will shoot mainly from a top-down perspective, and the last, and most importantly, camera that will be held by him! The main character will be followed!

Three cameras, shooting from different angles, and finally editing and grafting, what they get is their final effect.

And among them, the most troublesome is laying tracks.

He had to conceive the shot trajectory needed for each scene in advance and lay the track in advance, so that when it was time to shoot, he would not lose time by disassembling the track.

Cyril frowned, looked away from the camera's viewing hole, and looked at the roses in front of him, feeling that it wasn't what he wanted.

He rubbed his brow, and it was time to disassemble the tracks again, although they had been repeated countless times, and the tracks were made of silicon, which was not too heavy, but it was still exhausting to do.

In the next second, a young girl's crisp and pleasant voice came from behind him: "Is this going to be demolished?" ”

Cyril's body stiffened, and he turned around slowly, and at the same time, Ryan's voice sounded inexplicably in his ears - I could do it in two hours by myself, but with Jane's help, this time became four hours!

It's just that when his gaze fell on the young girl's expectant, sparkling eyes looking at his pretty face, he nodded slowly.

So, he saw with his own eyes that the girl skillfully picked up the wrench, and skillfully picked up the screwdriver, and easily and quickly removed the track one by one!

Cyril: "......!! ”

Are all the girls nowadays so capable?

No, no, it must be a delusion!

At the beginning, he just started as a part-time photographer, and in order to have more customers, he left a lot of business cards for the young models he had worked with.

In his flash, the girl had finished disassembling the tracks, and stacked them together very competently, and put the disassembled parts into the toolbox and placed them neatly next to them.

Moreover, this capable girl still looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if waiting for his next command.

Cyril had a little itch in his throat, which made him cough lightly involuntarily, and casually pointed to the rose bush in front of him, and said calmly: "Lay the track there." ”

"Roger!" The girl made a mischievous military salute and began to be busy again, and soon the track stretched forward to the bottom of the rose bushes.

Cyril held the camera in his hand and slowly pushed it forward, and the rose bushes in front of him, under the blue sky, overwhelming the sky, gradually submerged the lens, and finally, left a gap for the lens.

Looking through this gap, the four corners of the lens are full of rose petals, and the empty scene seems to be beautified, and Cyril can fully imagine how beautiful this shot will be.

He slowly straightened up and nodded lightly to the young girl who was following him, "E get it." ”

The girl's fist flew twice, not hiding her joy at all, and Cyril's handsome face, which was a little too serious, was also a little more relaxed.

Then, unexpectedly, he heard Jian Han's voice ask him briskly, "Where do we shop next?" ”

For a moment, Cyril even had the illusion that what was in front of him was not a beautiful young girl, but a very obedient and competent little robot, well, a little robot with a smile and service.