What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 142.

After the close-up shot of Xia Yuan was finished, it was the turn to shoot the part of Yuan Yui.

So the photographer exchanged positions with Xia Yuan, and he was lying on the bed, which is also the so-called No.1 angle of view.

Then Yuan Yui changed to the position of the photographer before, and was shot by the camera.

Countless people present looked filled with grief and indignation, wanting to kill the photographer.

I don't know why, when the translator sister saw this scene, she suddenly became a little envious of the photographer's profession.

After working for a long time, it turned out that the beautiful dog food shots we thought were all eaten by the male and female protagonists with the photographer respectively? !

Photographers are the real winners in life, right?
In fact, this kind of situation is quite common, especially in domestic filming. In many cases, the schedule of the male and female protagonists cannot be adjusted, so you can use a double to shoot one of them first, and then let the other party follow the double when they have time. Shoot it again, then edit it together in post and it’s fine, unless the audience plays it frame by frame, it’s hard to see that.

The presence of Ying Sitong as a stand-in would be a feast for the eyes of the staff present. After all, such a good-looking girl is more in line with the aesthetics of the island country.

The staff members of Dongdao folded their hands, each one seemed sour, and seemed to be thinking why such a beautiful girl was actually a Chinese, and she was bullied by pigs early on.

The director buried his head in depression to watch the replay just now. The picture is perfect, the composition is exquisite, and everything is just right.

The only regret is that the sunlight coming in from the window blurred Ying Sitong's face, so she couldn't get a clear picture of her appearance.

He couldn't help thinking about this question:
Movies have been developed for more than 100 years. During the long time, are there many magical women who appear in movies but never show their faces, just like lost pearls in the sea?
Maybe, this is the so-called beauty because of regret, right?

The director laughed silently, he just had a whim and was distracted, he didn't feel very sad.

Because apart from this shot, the photographer took a lot of shots of Ying Sitong that would be cut later.

The shots he took are enough to show how much this shameless photographer loves Ying Sitong. Except for the necessary parts of the script, they are basically all shots for Ying Sitong.

……

After filming today's scene, Ying Sitong was satisfied when she returned home.

"I didn't expect filming to be such an interesting thing."

"That is……"

Xia Yuan nodded in agreement with her words, dragged his tired body, changed into clothes and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Everything is good for filming, but the centralized devil training is a bit tiring.

After filming today's scene, it was already past 8 pm, and it was past 10 pm when I returned to the hotel after having dinner with the crew members.

And filming is very emotional.

For example, if you shoot a crying scene four or five times, you will feel that your whole lungs are about to explode, your head is buzzing, and what is even more frightening is that you will be trapped in it for a long time and you will not be able to get out.

There are also actors playing tuberculosis patients who really coughed themselves out of tuberculosis.

It has to be said that it is not easy to do either line.

After washing up, the two of them lay back on the bed again, Xia Yuan continued the conversation with Ying Sitong while swiping his phone.

"Filming is very interesting, and every film is equivalent to gaining a different life experience."

When Xia Yuan said this, he glanced at Ying Sitong warily.

"You won't be addicted to filming anymore, are you planning to debut in the future?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. Su Qin didn't know how long he had been coveting the small eyes. If Ying Sitong wanted to enter the industry, she would definitely be the first to raise her hand in favor.

But Xia Yuan himself didn't think so.

"how could be?"

Ying Sitong put down the phone, chuckled, and rushed over to hug his waist.

"People only like to film with you alone."

"really?"

"Well," Ying Sitong nodded, "I don't think this is telling other people's stories. For me, apart from the shame of being watched by others, what I actually experience is the real relationship between the two of us. s story.

It's just that the roles are reversed this time, the blood race is you, and I'm the human being who fell in love with the blood race.

The choice of this movie is very good, although it is only for a moment, I also understand your mood. "

"..."

Xia Yuan was stunned for two seconds, and for some reason, his heart was filled with emotion.

He lowered his head and caressed Ying Sitong's hair, his eyes were slightly moist.

Although the story of Blood Husband is completely different, in terms of setting, it is true that his and Ying Sitong's identities have been swapped.

This is a very magical thing. After switching each other, feelings are the only constant thing.

If the screenwriter knows that there are blood races like his in the world, and such stories are actually happening, I don’t know what he will think.

"Thank you, wife." Xia Yuan lowered his head and gently rubbed her hair with his nose.

"Thank you too, husband."

……

The next day there was no role for Xia Yuan, Yui Yuan went to catch up with another event, just in time for a day off to go shopping with his family.

If you are a single foreign traveler coming to Tokyo, there are a few places that are considered unique and you can visit:

The first one is Kabukicho (jìdīng), where you can watch local folk song and dance performances. If necessary, you can go to a custom shop at night to experience the feeling of chatting with beautiful women.

Speaking of this, when Jiang Xiaoling was looking up strategies online, Jiang Xiaoling felt very puzzled when she saw the girls who were packed in cubicles.

"It's strange, they are not commodities, why are they displayed in the window?" Jiang Xiaoling frowned, "Could it be popular here to use living people as clothes models?"

Xia Yuan rolled up two supercilious eyes, and helplessly covered his forehead, "So elder sister, do you have any misunderstanding about the custom shop?"

"Don't underestimate me," Jiang Xiaoling said coldly, with no expression on his face, "I still know, isn't a custom shop just a place to experience local customs?
What are some good experiences in the customs of the island country?Isn't it all passed on by us?If you want to experience it, I will let you experience it once you go back. "

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Yuan couldn't help coughing, and quickly glanced at Ying Sitong next to him.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race sat on the sofa, looked at them innocently with her eyes, and acted surprisingly calm.

"Sister Ling is right. We passed down the customs of the island country. If you want to experience it, why don't we let you experience it. The original taste is preserved and the ancient method is passed down. It is very authentic."

What the hell do you know? Do you know? !
Xia Yuan didn't want to continue this topic, so he quickly closed the webpage.

I hope they don't understand it in the future.

Only the aunt who was drinking tea on the opposite side rattled the teacup and the tray.

Xia Yuan heard the sound and raised his head to take a look.

Zhang Shiting pretended to be unusually calm looking at the scenery outside.

The corner of the aunt's mouth twitched twice, as if she realized that Xia Yuan was looking at her, she was too embarrassed to get away with it, so she turned around, "Hehe, what are you talking about, why can't I understand at all?"

Xia Yuan didn't want to talk to her, and lowered his head to take a sip of coffee, "Well, she understands, you better not understand."

"So," he asked the two of them again, "what do you think a maid cafe is like?"

"Emmm... that doesn't sound very serious." Ying Sitong stroked her chin.

"Isn't it normal for a maid to serve coffee?" Jiang Xiaoling said blankly, "Oh, it doesn't seem normal either. There was no coffee in ancient times."

This time, Zhang Shiting was very calm and composed, and the hand holding the teacup did not shake at all.

The aunt raised her eyebrows slightly, and said lightly, "Actually, it's just a coffee shop, but the female shop assistants will wear maid outfits to cater to the preferences of customers, and they respectfully call them masters. In fact, the content of drinking coffee is quite normal."

Ok.

Xia Yuan looked at his computer silently.

He can already be sure that Zhang Shiting will never get married in this life.

……

The second place to go is Akihabara.

Akihabara is the sacred place of the second-time monkey house. There are various electronic products, game peripherals, comics, dvds, comic exhibitions, figures and capsules...

Of course, it also includes the maid cafe mentioned by Xia Yuan just now.

At the beginning, it was a place to supply household appliances such as TVs and refrigerators. Later, after the rise of the two-dimensional culture in Dongdao, it gradually developed into what it is today.

Again, demand determines the market.

Although Xia Yuan is not a dead house, he is also a fan of some anime. He finally came to Tokyo. Since he can’t experience the custom shop, he can experience the holy place of the Two-dimensional house, and it’s good to buy some peripherals to go back.

After checking the strategy in the morning and having lunch at noon, the group set off.

In Tokyo in July, the daytime temperature is between 7 and 26 degrees, which is actually not very hot.

On the tram, you can see many students in school uniforms with youthful smiles on their faces.

This is the rainy season, and the air is humid. When you stand in the tram and touch your elbows with others, you will feel sticky and disgusting.

Fortunately, with Ying Sitong, the air conditioner, and Xia Yuan holding her hand, she wasn't so irritable.

Before coming here, Minamoto Yui said that if the filming can end in August, then he can experience the Obon Festival and fireworks display in Toshima.

In fact, it is quite interesting, especially for the high school students in Dongdao, this is the best time of the year to experience the sweet and ambiguous adolescence with the person you like.

Xia Yuan said that he can consider it at that time, if Yuan Yuyi can serve as a guide for them.

But thinking about it, it's impossible. As long as Yuan Yui appears in the fireworks display, there will definitely be a commotion. At that time, let alone being a tour guide for them, you won't even be able to watch the fireworks properly.

……

After arriving at the Akihabara business district, Xia Yuan and his party went into a comic shop.

In addition to all kinds of comics, this comic shop also sells games, DVDs and some peripheral products, such as figures of anime characters and pillows.

After going in for a stroll, Ying Sitong discovered a phenomenon that was very different from domestic ones:
There is a small black room in the store, which is separated from the outside by a black curtain, and a big 18 is written on the curtain.

Even a girl like Ying Sitong who is not very good at anime can understand it.

"Hey, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Xia Yuan raised his head and glanced, "If you want to go, go, you are already 18, you have already passed the age limit, okay?"

"……Humph!"

Ying Sitong held his waist with both hands from behind, "You don't dislike my old age?"

"How is it possible? People have already said that girls who are [-]-year-old are going to dream about it." Xia Yuan felt a cold current rushing to his forehead, "let go of your hands first, and talk if you have something to say."

"whee."

Ying Sitong chuckled, and then let go of her hand.

But she still took Xia Yuan's hand naturally, her eyes drifted to the shady area with 18 written on it.

"Otherwise, you can go in with me to have a look. I am too timid to go alone."

"Uh……"

Xia Yuan put the manga in his hand back on the bookshelf, and rolled two big eyes in his heart.

Are you timid?
There is no more scary existence in the world than you, okay?

……

Xia Yuan took Ying Sitong's hand, very domineering, and walked over there dignifiedly.

The small eyes hid behind him like a thief, not even daring to lift his head, his face flushed with shame.

Xia Yuan lifted the curtain.

Just like Alibaba opened the treasure house, Ying Sitong felt a golden light explode from inside.

After about ten minutes, the beautiful young woman of the blood race looked around, her face felt a little hot.

"Can I buy this?"

Ying Sitong was holding an anime DVD.

Xia Yuan looked down, his face was a little red, "Yes, yes."

He never thought that Xiaoyan would like this type at all. He thought she was so cute, so she should like cute or pure ones.

A group of people selected it again, and when paying the bill, Xia Yuan seemed to see the boss looking at him with strange eyes.

He didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes, nor did he dare to look at Ying Sitong.

The appearance of the beautiful young woman of the blood race looks too small. On the surface, she looks seventeen or eighteen, but in fact she is one thousand and eight.

According to local laws, minors cannot buy these.

In order to take care of the customer experience, the boss specially used an opaque bag to pack the dishes for them.

On the way home, Xia Yuan hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to ask her.

Ying Sitong smiled sweetly, and explained to herself:

"I read novels on the Internet before, and there was a blood girl written by an author. I was particularly interested, and then saw the description of the blood girl in it, and said it was very similar to Wu Mi.

I've always wondered who Wu Mi is. "

Speaking of this, Ying Sitong stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "I happened to see it just now, so I bought this to go back and study it, to see if it looks a bit like me?"

Mom!
Xia Yuan closed his eyes in pain.

That's from Ghost Dance Tsuji (shí) Wu Mi, Ghost Slayer: Blade.

But it doesn't matter, buy everything.

"By the way, what did you buy?" Zhang Shiting and Jiang Xiaoling approached and asked Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan glanced down, "Ma Po and my king's figure. There is also a giant's coat."

"What?" Jiang Xiaoling was a little puzzled.

My lord, sounds like a great man.

She didn't care much if the giant's coat didn't fit.

but--

"What is Ma Po?"

"Uh..." Xia Yuan thought to himself, what do you have to ask for a person who doesn't understand the world.

Mapo is a well-known character in fate anime, a charismatic villain with a black belly who likes to press F for backstabs.

Before Xia Yuan could speak, Zhang Shiting chuckled beside her and joked, "Ma Po Tofu is Ma Po Tofu, not tofu."

"Oh?" Jiang Xiaoling glared at her, "Then if I go to a Sichuan restaurant and order a mapo tofu, I don't want tofu, and others will give me a mapo?"

"Hahahaha..." Ying Sitong held Jiang Xiaoling's hand and laughed so hard.

All the people in the car were looking at this group of Chinese with strange eyes.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race said with a smile, "Then I want a pot of meat, no meat."

"Hey, then there's only the pot left." Xia Yuan said.

Several people laughed even more happily.

Zhang Shiting said, "Then I want to order a dandan noodle, no noodle."

"Awei!" Xia Yuan hurriedly interrupted her.

You are going too far.

When everyone was laughing, Xia Yuan said to Ying Sitong silently:
"Then I want a wife cake, no cake."

"Ahahaha... this is so funny..."

Zhang Shiting covered her stomach and laughed for two seconds, her face suddenly froze.

I don't know why, this joke is sour with a smile.

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