Song Tan's Notes

Song Tan was a little surprised.

After a while she said, "Is this a talent unique to you storytellers? You can say very nice things."

Lu Chuan laughed: "No. I am growing up and have learned how to keep my passion."

And receive love, give love.

But right now...

The three spoiling children shouted, "Hurry up! Brother Lu, we're leaving tonight. Let's take some pictures first and stop talking about love!"

Song Tan couldn't help but smile.

Lu Chuan took his hand back and smiled, "Since we have time, you can search for poses like this in photos."

He kept hugging one puppy after another, and I couldn't tell whether he was taking pictures of people or taking close-ups of the dogs.

But having said that, his creativity in writing novels still provided the three people with a lot of photo themes and materials.

When the sun sets and the last ray of orange clouds in the sky gradually dissipates, Lu Chuan finally puts away the camera. Looking at the results of their afternoon of running around, taking photos from one end of the village to the other, he makes one final suggestion -

"The street lights over at Stone Slope will be very bright at night. Do you want to go to the sunflower forest and take another set of photos now?"

He briefly explained the topic:

"Use a reflector and fill light to take the photo, and then adjust the filter. The dark colors at night should be in line with the infinite theme in the online article."

Horrible, dangerous and mysterious.

As he was talking, he got an idea and looked at the three people: "How about it? Do you want to take a photo?"

With the reading volume of Chen Chi and Qiao Qiao, it is obvious that they have not seen this kind of infinite flow online novels, but Yang Zhengxin understands it too well!

I was particularly excited at this moment: "Clap, clap, clap! How can I not clap?!"

"But we have to go back and get some mosquito repellent first."

Alas, at night, in the sunflower forest, if they hadn’t smoked themselves with mugwort first, the three of them would have been a self-service conveyor belt sushi for mosquitoes.

Song Tan looked at the sky and said, "You guys go first. I'll go to the factory and get some mugwort to burn."

After thinking for a while, he warned again: "Don't go the wrong way, Titan is at the bottom of the stone slope."

The large fields of sunflowers on the mountain are not of the same variety. In terms of appearance, the most popular ones are naturally the White Moonlight and Teddy Sunflowers.

The former has a gorgeous color, while the latter is furry and looks exceptionally brilliant.

But if you want to talk about the best photo-taking location, it is naturally the tall and strong Titan Sunflowers that look like a forest.

Although the merchant claims that this plant can grow to 5 to 7 meters, few people actually grow it that high in daily life.

But in Song Tan's place, even in the roughly improved soil like Shitoupo, they can take root deeply, and their thick and strong stems stretch straight to the sky.

The flower disk has just grown, but it is already four or five meters high.

To put it simply, it is about two floors.

It can already be called a tree.

When the crew came before, the director was already reluctant to part with the three or four meter tall Titan Sunflower. Now that Lu Chuan made such a proposal, Yang Zhengxin's mind was quick, and he even immediately thought of -

"People look at the flower disk when they look at sunflowers. If we take pictures in a sunflower forest, the stems and leaves at a close distance will definitely look unfamiliar to everyone."

In this way, wouldn't it be more in line with the theme of the mysterious other world?
wow!

He pulled at his clothes excitedly: "Brother Lu Chuan, you are simply a genius!"

Qiao Qiao and Chen Chi didn't understand, and just looked at the clothes:
"Do you want to change clothes?"

"no, I'm fine!"

Yang Zhengxin was full of expectations: "Just use your innocent faces, ignorant eyes, and wear such youthful school uniforms, so that you can show the infinite flow of gloom and cruelty - Sister! Do you have blush, lipstick, ketchup or something like that? Let me use it!"

"Bring two more lights, this street light can't shine in..." Song Tan: ...She doesn't have it.

But her mother definitely has it, and ketchup is also available at home.

You just can't tell. Yang Zhengxin looks like a slovenly young student, but he has so many fancy photos.

……

This subject seems to be much more troublesome to shoot.

While Song Tan was fumigating mosquitoes in the sunflower forest, he had already gone down the mountain to pack two loads of luggage. After Yang Zhengxin finished taking some photos, he was using his poor skills to erase the traces of blood on the three people one by one.

Lu Chuan's photography skills cannot be said to be excellent, they are just slightly better than ordinary people.

But that's not important.

Just like Yang Zhengxin said, Qiao Qiao and Chen Chi both have natural acting skills.

Such a sincere and ignorant look, without any disguise, confused and doubtful...

You only need to look at the person in the photo for a moment, and you can seem to really feel the hint of horror.

Yang Zhengxin can't wait to receive the photos!
When the time comes, I will report with my best friend, and take the most delicious snacks that my friend forced upon me...

Oh my! Just a summer camp made me the most popular guy. I am not so low-key.

……

By the time we finished filming, it was completely dark.

Yang Zhengxin finally calmed down his excitement and felt physically tired.

I took photos for a few hours, but it felt like I had been working for several hours!

He checked his backpack at the door and looked pitiful:
"It's already dark, and I haven't taken a photo with my uncle and aunt yet..."

Qiao Qiao was a little confused: "Then you won't come to my house anymore?"

Yang Zhengxin: ...What's wrong with him being a little sentimental?
As he was talking, Wulan came out carrying a big bag of things:

"Xiaochuan, these are the frozen goods you are going to take away. The rest have been packed up and put in the trunk in advance."

The trunk was packed with things, obviously full.

Song Tan quickly took all these things and said, "I'll put them away."

Tomorrow is Lu Chuan's birthday. I had never thought about going to Beicheng at this time, so after a moment of hesitation, I decided to bring the gift with me.

Now it is carefully protected in the trunk.

Lu Chuan didn't notice anything unusual because of his nickname Prince Pea and everyone at home tried to prevent him from doing such rough work.

Just as he was about to go to the driver's seat, he saw Song Tan urging him again:
"You can sit in the passenger seat. I have more energy and can drive at night."

According to the original plan, they were to set off at five or six o'clock, and would arrive at the Bay City Hotel at two or three o'clock in the morning.

Sleep until seven or eight in the morning and then go to the amusement park. That’s enough time for rest.

But who was responsible for wasting hours taking photos?
No matter what, her energy is stronger than Lu Chuan's, and she is already sitting in the driver's seat.

Lu Chuan paused, and had to open the car door: "Then we can switch sides when we get on the highway."

Song Tan responded with a perfunctory “hmm”: “You guys get in the car and get some sleep first.”

The car slowly moved onto the road.

The air conditioner was blowing gently, and the three people in the back row were huddled together drowsily. It was obvious that they had consumed a lot of energy today.

Lu Chuan's nose moved slightly, and at this moment he actually smelled the faint scent of roses. (End of this chapter)