Chapter 2339 Night talk on set

It is the desert in the early morning.

The temperature of the sand that had been exposed to the sun for a day quickly dropped at night. Obviously, everyone wanted to work with bare arms during the day, but the temperature at night was so low that everyone had to wear coats to resist the cold wind.

It seems that the work has just finished, the high-bright headlights illuminate the desert dimly, there are staff coming and going to clean up the equipment, and a few masters in charge of the camera are watching the replay with the director and whispering something .

Across this quiet lens, all the sounds seemed to be separated by a layer of noise.

There was the sound of footsteps stepping into the sand, and the camera moved forward, then changed direction, and walked towards another corner.

That place fell behind the light, and the shadows covered the sand and all the messy equipment, showing a quietness different from the environment.

And as the person holding the camera got closer, the two people sitting on the chair in the corner became more and more clear.

The girl sat in the chair and slid most of her body down. From under the black coat covering her body, she could still see a cyan skirt.

The camera continued to advance until the sleeping face was fully displayed on the screen.

She leaned on the chair with her head tilted, her peach blossom eyes, which were always lively during the day, were closed, her eyelashes drooped softly, casting two fan-shaped shadows on her face.

There are also her nose bridge, her lips, and her jaw line that became clearer because she tilted her head. At this moment, the mechanical lens seemed to become a magical drawing paper, on which the hand of the gods described her face in detail. Every contour and line eccentrically gives this face a superiority that no one can catch up with. Even the not-so-beautiful light falls, it can form the most perfect and gentle shadows, and it can be used immediately after rubbing. The most amazing sketch template, any art student who can draw a little bit of this amazing will be the best painter.

The person holding the camera remained motionless as if by magic, and the camera got closer and closer to Shen Lilian's face until a hand stretched out from the side.

That hand was beautiful, slender, with well-defined bones, and a kind of pampered dignity.

He only stuck one finger on the lens to stop it. The photographer seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly moved away a little bit. The camera also moved back and followed the finger.

The boy was sitting next to the girl, with a coat on his knees. He probably wasn't asleep yet, and half of the script was still rolled up in his hand. When he read it, he retracted his finger and stuck it to his lips. :

"Shh."

The amber pupils in the backlight added a layer of warmth, but still had a feeling of alienation.

He smiled at the camera, and the camera quickly swung up and down, as if the cameraman was nodding, and then he stepped back again, and the camera completely framed the two of them.

Shen Pianlu, who was wearing a long blue dress and covered with several coats, was leaning on a chair and sleeping with her head tilted.

And not far from her head, Su Yu in black was only covering his knees, leaning back on the chair with his back relaxed, looking down at the script.

The two of them are very close. Although one is sleeping and the other is reading the script, there is no communication at all, but there is also a wonderful harmonious atmosphere that no one can penetrate.

The camera recorded this clearly.

(End of this chapter)

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