Chapter 215

"Get ready." Said Sheng Jiaoyang.

CEN Jin smiled and hurriedly called in the photographer, the lighting engineer and the stylist outside.

Three people looked at each other and looked at two people who were still blocking the door.

Sheng Jiaoyang helplessly looks at Shen Zhining and says, "brother Zhining, this is my job."

"You don't need a job. I'll support you." Shen Zhining looks at her.

"You know, I have a grandfather. I don't need anyone to support me to live a good life. I work just because I like it."

"I don't like it."

Sheng Jiaoyang is so blocked by these four words that he can't speak.

"Jiao Jiao, did you choose him just to find someone to restrain you?" A voice chimed in.

Lin Yan came and stood beside the sun.

Shen Zhining squinted. "Lin Shao is really nosy."

Lin Yan didn't look at Shen Zhining. He just looked at Sheng Jiaoyang tenderly and said, "I thought you left me to find someone who is more sincere than I am to you, but it's not that he didn't respect your wishes and ideas at all. I don't think it's like and love. It's just a kind of male chauvinism."

Shen Zhining's face had sunk completely, and said coldly, "you are not qualified to say this."

"Brother Lin Yan is right," Sheng said. "Love is mutual tolerance and understanding. If you can't understand me, we can't go far." She didn't want to be upset by such things every time.

When Shen Zhining saw that she was helping Lin Yan to speak, the breath of the whole person became very low.

"Are you determined to play in the play?" He asked her coldly.

"Yes." Sheng Xiaoyang nods.

Seeing the grinding and hawing here, cen Jin was a little impatient and urged: "don't get tangled up, it's not going to be a whole base play. We're a literary film, not a love color film. The intimate play is just a point to the end."

Sheng Jiaoyang looks at Shen Zhining with gloomy eyes and turns to go to Cen Jin.

Lin Yan raised his mouth slightly. Facing the fierce eyes of his rival, he looked back fearlessly. Then he went to Cen Jin with a winning attitude and stood beside Sheng Jiaoyang to listen to Cen Jin's play.

"From the beginning of the play, Chen Xi said good night. Ouyang came in when she was going to close the door, pressed her back on the door and kissed her affectionately..."

Not far away, Shen Zhining, who was leaning against the wall, looked worse and worse. However, his family's little liar was determined to act in person. He could only restrain himself from disturbing them, but he was particularly upset.

Sheng Jiaoyang only felt that the eyes behind her were so hot that she wanted to be roasted. What director Cen said she heard but didn't hear it, and her mind was full of thoughts.

After a while, I felt that it was unfair for Shen Zhining to act in the play despite his opposition, which obviously did not put his boyfriend first.

After a while, she felt that she had done nothing wrong. Now that she is an actress, Shen Zhining will accept everything since she accepts her.

"Do you understand all the movements?" At the end of the play, director Cen asked.

"Well."

Sheng Jiaoyang returns to his senses. Director Cen has asked the photographer to carry the camera.

"Chen Xi, you hold the door, say 'good night', and make a look of closing the door. OK, Ouyang, hold Chen Xi's hand beside the door, and turn inside, OK!" CEN Jin stands behind the camera and commands.

The door of "Dong" house was hit.

When Sheng Jiaoyang was pushed back to the door, her eyes inadvertently collided with Shen Zhining's eyes, who had been staring at this side. She felt a tremor in her heart. When Lin Yanqin came up, she left her face unconsciously.

"Card!" CEN Jin almost jumped. "What are you hiding from, Xu Jiaojiao? Before you hide, remember that you are Chen Xi, and you are in front of your fiance Ouyang who has proposed to you. "

"Well, let's start from the scene of Ouyang kissing."

"Card! Ouyang, your movement is not fast enough. Remember to kiss fast. Deep love doesn't have to be slow to show. You need to show an eager desire. "

"Card! What do you think of Jiao Jiao? "

"Card! Come back! "

Many times he touched her soft lips, but she was always absent-minded, which led to the kiss scene was called by the director.

"What's the matter with you, Jiao Jiao?" CEN Jin walked across with a straight face.

He looked at the sun, which was not very good. "This is not your level."

"I'm sorry." Sheng Jiaoyang raised her hand and rubbed the temple. She leaned against the door and breathed deeply.

She bit her lips, went to Shen Zhining, looked at him deeply, and said, "brother Zhining, go back."

"Are you driving me away?"

"I'm not chasing you. I'm asking you. You'll disturb me if you stay here."

Shen Zhining smiled, but there was a condensation between his eyebrows and eyes. A word of "good" was squeezed out of his teeth. He saw her deeply and walked away.When Sheng Jiaoyang relaxed, she felt that she was a little frustrated. She didn't know whether she was doing it right or not, but at present, it's the best thing for Shen Zhining to leave. She can finish the film faster without being so awkward.

Don't go back and cajole him!

"You should have done that. See how much time you've wasted." CEN Jin said.

"Let's go." Sheng Jiaoyang goes back to the door.

"When Ouyang kisses, you need to respond and put your hand around his back. Well, you can borrow your seat in this scene of kissing. When Ouyang holds her face in your hand, you can block it. When you make up the close-up shot, you can mouth to mouth again."

CEN Jin said, thinking and then said: "after Ouyang kissed, he took her to the bed and kissed her all the way from his forehead to his neck. At this time, Chen Xi recalled some pictures with Zhang Chuanjun. Then when Ouyang wanted to take off his clothes, Chen Xi woke up and jumped out of the bed."

"Remember the process I said, come on, get ready."

“Action！”

According to the director, this scene of kissing can be borrowed completely. It should be said that as long as it is not a close-up shot, all kissing scenes can be borrowed.

When Lin Yan held her face and kissed it eagerly, she opened her eyes wide, which showed a touch of surprise.

Because he didn't follow Cen Jin's advice and kissed him directly.

"Around his waist!" Only Cen Jin reminds me.

Sheng Jiaoyang hears the words, but he doesn't care about anything else. He puts his hand around Lin Yan's waist.

"OK, card!" Director Cen shouted to stop.

He beckoned the photographer to come closer and said, "come on, hands off, take a close-up."

"Pay attention to the expression, and put in! Passionate! "

Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly raised her hand to block her face. She said, "director, it's very easy to dance when you hear your voice."

CEN Jin chokes.

Photographers and lighters are laughing.

"Well, I'll give up the command. You can play freely. Remember what I said, and pretend to put on the appearance." CEN Jin said.

Sheng Jiaoyang takes a deep breath, looks up at Lin Yan, who is close to her, and gives him a restrained gentle look, which makes her nervous.

He approached slowly, so close that he could smell each other's unique taste with only one finger apart.

"Shut your eyes." His lips rose slightly, as if to see the tension in her eyes.

Sheng Jiaoyang's eyelashes trembled and closed their eyes.

Lin Yan looks down at her ruddy lips, holds her face, pastes it, and gently covers her lips.

"Card! Chen Xi, you can't be like a wood. You have to respond! " CEN Jin said.

Then Cen Jin said, "Ouyang is doing well, but he still needs to let go. Remember, this is the one who accepted your proposal. He doesn't need to suppress his feelings."

Again.

The sun was so tense that his breathing became short.

Lin Yan looked at her long raised eyelashes on her eyelids. The light quivering radian was like a feather brush in her heart, itching.

Before kissing her, he said a very light sentence: "scorching sun, I hope it's not just acting."

Sheng Jiaoyang's breath is sluggish. When she wants to open her eyes, the lip is held again and the teeth are pushed open. In a moment, she feels her heart is tightened, and a different feeling jumps up her head.

The first time I had such close contact with him, I didn't expect that it was under such circumstances.

Just different from what she had imagined, she would have a feeling, but that feeling had little impact on her, and did not make her crazy and irrational. She even has leisure to compare the difference between Lin Yan's kiss and Shen Zhining's kiss.

"Card! Well, it's over. " CEN Jin's voice seems to pierce a barrier to isolate the world and enter the ear.

Lin Yan slowly exits, looking at her wet lips, his eyes darken, and the taste is really good.

Sheng Jiaoyang also slowly opened her eyes. She staggered Lin Yan's eyes and raised her hand to wipe her lower lip.

"Ready for the next act." CEN Jin command road.

In the next scene, Ouyang picks up Chen Xi, walks to the bedside, and puts her gently on the bed.

Sheng was lying on the bed, Lin Yan was half pressed on her, and the photographer took the camera to walk around them. The lamplighter followed, and Cen Jin stood behind the monitor to see the effect.

There are several people around the bed, no matter how beautiful it is, it doesn't taste like that.

However, the picture is still very eye-catching. Her black hair is spread out, and her white face is set off more white. The man who presses her has the same figure as a male model, with clear outline as if he carved out the five features, and his gentle eyes that let others watch his heart beating faster. Together, they form a picture with saturated colors. Standing behind the monitor and looking at the screen, cen Jin is very satisfied with the result.

From the forehead to the bridge of the nose, the nose to the lips, the chin, down her swan neck.When the tooth print came into sight, Lin Yan paused for a moment, then bent his head, licked the position gently, with a little pity and jealousy.

Obviously, he had such a great chance, but in the end, he was ahead of others.

He is not prepared to wait, happiness is to rely on their own to fight for, waiting for the eternal only empty joy.