Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 501 What do you want in life if you get a husband like this (2)
High appearance means peace of mind, no matter how you shoot it, it looks very good!

The student next to him came back to his senses, screamed and almost went crazy, and hurriedly took a lot of photos with his mobile phone.

Song Wang put one hand on the ground, stood up, glanced in their direction, thought for a while, frowned and said: "Don't post the pictures that don't look good!"

"Ha ha!"

The students suddenly laughed and flattered them: "Ann, Mr. Song, you look good no matter what you look like!"

"You are the most handsome, ouch!"

"The most handsome man in the world!"

"China's No. [-] beauty!"

Song Wang was praised a few times, and felt that he was very childish when he said these words.

He himself was a little speechless, and turned his head silently.

Continue shooting.

After filming the kissing scene, I took more than a dozen action scenes in a row. When the time came to a quarter past eleven, there were more and more students crowded in the cherry blossom garden.

Thinking of school being over at 11 o'clock, the photographer naturally didn't dare to delay and finished the work before 30:[-].

A group of people were surrounded and left the school, and rushed directly to the next shooting location - the Christian church in the suburbs. The next thing to do was to shoot wedding photos.

The staff that Orange Light followed bought lunch boxes, and the second group of photos started shooting at [-]:[-] pm.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the school, the church is very quiet.

The whole building reveals the old European style. The interior is very high, with a semi-circular arch at the top. Bright sunlight is projected from the glass on both sides, cutting out irregular-shaped light spots of the same size on the seats and the ground.

Mottled and mottled, the sun shines all over the place.

Cheng Siqi changed into her wedding dress in the nanny's car, and her high heels were ten centimeters long.

Song Wang took her hand and walked into the church.

I just feel peaceful.

Wearing a white suit, he led the holy woman towards the door. There seemed to be happiness and joy hidden in the door, enough for him to rely on for a lifetime.

The cameraman followed the two of them, and seeing Cheng Siqi following him with a wide skirt, somehow, the back view of the two moved him.

It was really strange, the cameraman took a breath, and hurriedly said to the staff next to him, "Bring the flowers to Siqi."

The two people who heard the conversation in front naturally heard it and stopped.

"Take a picture outside the church door first, this seat is fine," the cameraman continued, thinking about the picture in his mind just now, "Mr. Song, you can just lead Siqi and walk in. You don't need to look back at the camera, just think about it." Qi, put down the hem of the skirt, yes, let the hem of the skirt drag on the ground, hold the bouquet of flowers in your right hand, look sideways to the rear right, smile at the camera, feel happy and sweet, understand?"

Where there is need to express, the heart at this moment is full of happiness and sweetness.

Cheng Siqi looked at him, nodded with a smile.

"Ready," the cameraman said, took two steps back, half-bent and held the camera, looked at the picture, and shouted, "One, two, three, laugh!"

Cheng Siqi's smile was frozen in the frame, like a close-up.

Song Wang stood in front of her on the left, showing a handsome and resolute side face, looking at the door of the church, with firm steps, very trustworthy.

He is dressed in white, straight and clear, and she is also dressed in white, holy and beautiful. Not far from the two of them is a towering building, which looks quite old, solemn, and has a sense of time.

The door was left open as if welcoming.

The only bright color in the picture is the bouquet of flowers in Cheng Siqi's hand. Every flower is so delicate and radiant that it gathers into a cluster of red, reflecting the white and fluffy skirt of her wedding dress.

Similarly, it also reflects her smiling face like a flower, her eyes are big and black, like stars.

The photos taken by these two people always give people an unspeakable touch.

They love and cherish each other, as if they have gone through vicissitudes.

When he smiled, there was light in his eyes, as if he had come to the end of all hardships.

The cameraman sighed and followed the two people in front to continue walking inside.

When I got to the seat in the front row, I looked around, chose the position with the best light composition and stood still, pointed to Cheng Siqi, "Sit over there," and looked towards Song, "You sit on this side of the aisle," etc. After the two of them finished, they moved their feet again, and continued, "Siqi stretched her left hand flat on the table, leaned her head on it, looked at Mr. Song and smiled, and Mr. Song did the same, in the opposite direction to her, symmetrically. .”

"Very good!" The cameraman looked at the two of them, gave a thumbs up, took several shots, and took off the camera to take a look.

Too perfect, impeccable.

I couldn't help but sighed again in my heart, looked at it privately, and continued: "I'll take this next photo standing here, Siqi, you stand here first."

The cameraman pointed to the aisle in the middle, the direction in front of the steps, and Cheng Siqi stood over.

Immediately afterwards, the cameraman turned to Song Wang and said, "Mr. Song, go to the door, and then take a picture with a sense of story. The bride holds flowers and looks back, and the groom rushes over. The scene is like..."

The cameraman thought for a while: "Wait, yes, this photo gives people a feeling of waiting, understand?"

"Well," Song Wang looked at Cheng Siqi and smiled, "You can do whatever you think looks good."

He turned around, step by step, away from Cheng Siqi's sight.

After walking two or three steps, she stopped suddenly, looked back at Cheng Siqi, turned around, looked at her step by step, and slowly backed away with a smile.

Cheng Siqi also looked at him with a smile in her eyes, as if counting his steps.

The two of them didn't make a sound, but they seemed to be playing a game tacitly. He just left Xiaoxiao for a while, reluctant to part, and then he would rush over to hug her.

The cameraman was sad and moved, and felt that he felt like hell!
Song Wang took about ten steps back, stopped, looked at Cheng Siqi from a distance, and touched her with his eyes.

The cameraman held the camera and backed away to the side of the two, and included all the interior of the church on one side of the camera.

Cheng Siqi was wearing a white wedding dress, holding a bouquet, and looked back at him sideways.

Song Wang stood quietly, his eyes full of tenderness.

(End of this chapter)