Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 339 Taking Photos (1)

"I haven't thought about when the live broadcast will start, but I can only say that it should be soon." Nan Shu's white fingertips slid a circle on the rim of the cup, "And, if it is restarted, it may be very different from the previous live broadcast. "

"It's not the same? Can Junior Sister Nanshu reveal in advance what's different?"

Nan Shu shook her head.

Huo Zhengqi felt a little regretful.

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After a few questions, Nan Shu answered them one by one, but some answers were quite satisfactory, while others made people laugh and cry.

The next question was changed to Xu Fei.

Xu Fei asked a gossip question, "Student Nan is so good, may I ask...do you have a boyfriend?"

Nan Shu quickly passed Lu Xuan's handsome face in front of her eyes, and within a second, she vetoed, "No."

This answer is not surprising, Xu Fei asked again, "Is there an ideal type?"

"No." Nan Shu looked at Xu Fei who sighed, and raised her eyebrows, "There are a wide variety of questions in the campus interview."

Xu Fei scratched his head, his fluffy and messy hair became even more messy, "Hey, isn't that what everyone wants to ask?"

Aushuang's student... Well, it's quite gossip.

"Let's start the next one." Nan Shu looked at the time.

"Cultural anchor, company founder, Aushuang student, musician, of these four, which one do you like the most?"

"I like them all." Nan Shu said, "Because it's all me."

"What do you think of the cultural master's exam?"

"I'm confident I'll make it through."

After a campus interview, the time went to four o'clock.

Huo Zhengqi pushed the process to the third section, very casually, "The last section, Nanshu Xuemei, can you talk about it casually?"

Nan Shu thought about the current situation of Interstellar, and said: "I still hope that students and others pay more attention to culture and search for it more. They can't just rely on other people's output. The most important thing is to find the lost culture."

Huo Zhengqi smiled.

Sure enough, he is a former cultural anchor. From this point of view, he is completely different from the previous interviewers.

After the interview, there was a photo shoot.

He Shuixin looked out the window, "It's still raining outside, how do you take pictures?"

Hearing this, Xu Fei frowned, "You can't shoot in the rain, right?"

Yang Han from the media agency is a literary boy. Seeing the fine water droplets on the window connected into strings, passing along the smooth window, he slapped his thigh and said, "The rain scene is beautiful!"

Huo Zhengqi looked sideways.

Seeing that Yang Han was very happy, he said to Nan Shu, "Student Nan, as long as you don't mind, we can take pictures with rain scenes, how about it? I promise to take beautiful pictures of you!"

Nan Shu said without thinking, "Yes."

Oshuang in the rain has a unique beauty.

"Okay! Minister Huo, let's go." Yang Han looked forward to it, "Student Nan agrees."

Huo Zhengqi thought for a while, "Okay."

Standing up, Huo Zhengqi led the people from the media agency out of the administrative building.

Outside the administrative building, the entire Oshuang was shrouded in the drizzle.

Yang Han raised his head, looked at the lingering drizzle outside the corridor, touched his chin, "Let's go to Jiuqu Lake."

The scenery there must be beautiful.

A group of people held umbrellas and went to Jiuqu Lake in a mighty way.

As the name suggests, Jiuqu Lake is a blue lake with nine twists and turns, like jasper emeralds that are extremely clear and clear, embedded in the shallow grass that sprouts in spring.

At this time, the drizzle fell into the Jiuqu Lake. In the spring, the tender grass was wet with rain and mist, and it was extraordinarily fresh green. Ripples appeared on the clear and green Jiuqu Lake, and the sky was covered with clouds, showing a kind of gray tone. .

The humid air is filled with the hazy beauty of the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River. Nan Shu is walking beside the Jiuqu Lake, her back is straight and slender, her sky blue dress is swaying with her movements, like the rippling ripples in the Jiuqu Lake, Yubai's slender fingers are holding the jade-colored umbrella handle, and the lining's fingers are cold and white.

The sky was gray, the drizzle was continuous, and there were ripples in the lake. Nanshu was holding an umbrella, as if her whole body was melted into the boundless drizzle.

Yang Han followed behind, looking at Nan Shu's back in front of him, his expression dazed for a moment, then he slapped his forehead, regardless of other people, he directly picked up the physical brain in his hand, and slapped Nan Shu fiercely.

Nan Shu noticed the movement behind her, turned her slender ankle, and looked back.

Silently, another picture freezes.

Holding a jade-colored bamboo bone umbrella, she looked back, and her clear eyes looked straight at her. Through the drizzle, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which was hazy and moving.

Like a beautiful woman holding an umbrella alone in the misty and rainy Jiangnan.

Yang Han thought of a word: A Gu Qingcheng.

"The filming starts now?" Nan Shu came over and asked.

Yang Han looked away from the photo in Zhi's brain, raised his eyes, and saw Nan Shu's chin as shiny as jade, and his heart skipped a beat.

So lovely.

"Huh?" Seeing that Yang Han didn't answer, Nan Shu asked again.

Yang Han immediately woke up, thinking of what he had just thought, his fair face blushed, "That..., we took pictures, it is the most suitable for capturing pictures, your appearance just now... you are very beautiful, so I... took pictures .”

Yang Han said finally, his voice became weaker.

Nan Shu didn't think much, nodded, looked at the brain in Yang Han's hand, a little curious, "Can you show me?"

"Ah good--"

Yang Han panicked for a moment, and handed the physical brain in his hand to Nan Shu.

Nan Shu took it and lowered her head.

Slim white fingers swipe over it and see his own photo.

Two photos, one from the back and one looking back.

Against the rainy scene, it looks good.

From Yang Han's point of view, he could just see Nan Shu's long curled eyelashes and delicate white skin.

Suddenly, the corners of Nan Shu's mouth turned up, and the lips on Bai Yu's skin were bright red.

Somehow Yang Han thought of the Starblog that Nan Shu distributed in the afternoon, "Begonia doesn't hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle"

Rouge.

As Yang Han thought about it, the base of his ears suddenly turned red.

"Here you are, it looks great." Nan Shu smiled and handed the brain to Yang Han.

Yang Han's whole back was hot. Looking at Nan Shu's smiling face, his eyes flickered. He didn't dare to look at Nan Shu's face. He quickly took the physical brain from Nan Shu, and whispered: "It's okay, it should be of."

Huo Zhengqi and the two were not far away, seeing Yang Han's twinkling eyes, he couldn't help frowning.

"Let's start shooting." He Shuixin leaned over.

Yang Han hummed, looked at Nanshu, his palms were clenched tightly, a little cramped, and said, "Let's get started."

"it is good."

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"Stand casually."

"Keep your chin up."

"Bring a scene here, you don't need to touch the flowers with your fingers."

Nan Shu has a good sense of the camera. Sometimes she can face the camera and make every movement accurately, and every movement is very natural, and there is no trace of posing.

Yang Han also showed his professional side, with precise eyes and quick movements, and every angle is extremely beautiful.

As a result, the photos used in a campus interview abruptly produced the feeling of a fashion blockbuster.

But it is precisely because the photos used in the campus interview, Nan Shu's posture is restrained, leaning towards fresh and elegant.

Seeing that the filming was almost done, Huo Zhengqi walked over: "Is the filming finished?"

"It's almost there." Yang Han handed him the photo.

Huo Zheng flipped through it.

There are about [-] photos, looking up at the rain with an umbrella, smiling gently at Jiuqu Lake, touching flowers with hands up, and walking in the rain in a fiery red cloak...
Huo Zheng nodded. From his male point of view, every picture is very beautiful.

"That's right, that's all, plus two pictures of the interior, that's enough."

Yang Han pursed his lips, and although he was a little unsure, he still nodded, "Okay."

Nan Shu came over with an umbrella, took off the fiery red cloak on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "It's over?"

"Well, I'm going to trouble Junior Nanshu today."

"Small things." Nan Shu glanced at the time, "I'll go back when it's over."

"Together."

The way to the gate of the college just passes the administration building.

"it is good."

A group of people held umbrellas and returned the same way.

Passing through Jiuqu Lake and Shizi Road, there is a straight and wide road in front of you. Next to the road, there is an administrative building.

Under the rain, Nanshu and the others walked on the road, heading towards the administration building together.

"Boom boom boom."

A black phantom passed through the rain curtain and came to the avenue of the administrative building. The small sound of the vehicle was covered by the sound of the rain, quietly.

"Nan Shu."

Yang Han, who had been lagging behind, suddenly stepped forward and walked to Nan Shu's side.

"Huh?" Nan Shu turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Han scratched his head, his upright and heroic face was a little red, but it was hazy by the rain and fog, so he couldn't see clearly: "Well, please give me the contact information."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Nanshu's answer, she quickly added, "I'll send you the photos I took today. You girls should like to keep them."

"Oh, okay."

Nan Shu nodded and smiled.

"Hmm." Yang Han rubbed the back of his head, grinning back uncontrollably.

Inside the black phantom car, through the window, through the rain and fog, what Lu Xuan saw was the two of them standing very close together, looking at each other and smiling.

The big hands on the steering wheel were clenched tightly, the knuckles were raised, and they were cold and white.

(End of this chapter)