chapter 46.

Cheng Yu breathed a little heavier, and before the atmosphere became even weirder, he said, "You can play games, but you can't ignore people, you know?"

God knows how... uncomfortable it feels to be ignored.

"I know..." Xue Youka's anger subsided and he felt his breathing. Every time he breathed out, he was breathing loudly. The hot air was blowing against his ears. He looked at Cheng Yu's bright eyes close at hand: "I shouldn't ignore it.

You, but you can’t say my pajamas are ugly.”

"I didn't say I was ugly in front of you, right?" Cheng Yu recalled the previous conversation, "I said it in my heart."

"You said it was uncomfortable."

"My bad, it's very comfortable and smells good..." Cheng Yu stopped, smelling the scent on his skin very close.

"You can also use the Tide we use at home."

"..." Cheng Yu knew that this had nothing to do with washing powder. He didn't know what washing powder smelled like.

"Cheng Yu, can you get up? My ears are itchy when you keep blowing."

"...Do you think so?" Cheng Yu breathed out into his ear with a smile, and his lips almost touched him, "Is that so?"

It made him tremble and stiffen for a while, then turned his head uncomfortably: "Can you go back to your own bed?"

Cheng Yu thought he was still angry, so he gritted his teeth and spit out three words: "He has no conscience."

He sat up with his arms propped up and returned to the bed next to him.

Xue Youka immediately retracted into the bed, and his voice was not as loud as before: "I'm going to bed, you should go to bed soon, good night."

Cheng Yu paused and said in a low voice: "Good night."

Then I saw the light of his mobile phone lighting up under his blanket.

Cheng Yu: "!"

"Are you cheating again?"

"No, I'll set the alarm!"

"Oh..." Cheng Yu leaned his head on the pillow, and the beautiful smell of his pajamas slowly invaded his sleep.

Xue Youka couldn't sleep much anymore. He turned over and looked at Cheng Yu sleeping, then turned over again.

After breakfast, the driver picked up the two of them, and a young man got out of the car. He was about 27 or 28 years old, wearing professional attire. He glanced at the two of them, and then stopped at the cosplayer Kaka, who had seen the photo, and smiled: "

Hello, I am the operations director of Bianjing Dream Mobile Game, and my surname is Guo."

Director Guo first talked about today's shooting process in the car: "In terms of makeup, since it is slower to pick up the wig piece, the speed can be faster, and the shooting can start at 11 o'clock, so I must eat well before shooting."

Xue Youka said he was full.

Director Guo: "If everything goes well, it will be over in the afternoon. Have you ever taken photos of ancient styles before, such as Hanfu and the like?"

Xue Youka shook his head.

Director Guo: “Have those two played our mobile games?”

"I've played it! Your mobile game is great! I've been staying up late these days playing it!"

"I'll give you a gift bag later."

The tiredness from his lack of sleep evaporated instantly: "Really!! That's great!!"

Cheng Yu saw Xue Youka, who had been out of energy all morning. When he heard the "gift package", his energy immediately returned to him and his eyes lit up.

Damn game.

The low pressure spread around him.

After all, the game company is not engaged in photography. Their studio is also rented. Many stores are not open on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. This one is the only one they have contacted that is open.

I came here yesterday to set up the scene, and then contacted the photographer and makeup artist. Until now, several relevant staff members are on site in the entire huge studio.

"It took me a while to put on my makeup." Xue Youka handed Cheng Yu the mineral water, "Why don't you go back to the hotel and rest? I think they are very formal and there is no problem. Don't worry about me."

Cheng Yu said "stop talking nonsense" and sat down on the sofa in the corner of the dressing room: "Go and put on your makeup."

The makeup artist began to put makeup primer on him and marveled at the appearance of the cosplayer now: "Are you all cosplayers?"

"I am, but he is not."

The last step of the makeup was to put on purple false eyelashes. There were not many, only a cluster of purple ones at the end of his eyes. This is a characteristic of the character.

After putting on makeup, he went into the dressing room and changed into character clothes. Xue Youka wrapped everything that could be put into the schoolbag in a ziplock bag and stuffed it in. The jacket was too bulky to put in, so he handed it to Cheng Yu: "Can you?"

Can you keep it for me?"

Cheng Yu glanced at the nondescript gown he was wearing, took his coat without saying a word and put it on his lap.

After changing clothes, I started to attach the wig piece.

The stylist sighed: "Your head is so round, and you don't even need hair extensions. How did you get such a round head while sleeping?"

This was the first time Xue Youka heard someone say this: "...Well, when I was a child, I liked to sleep on my stomach."

"But your nose is pretty straight. If you sleep on your stomach, your nose will collapse."

Xue Youka's nose is very straight, not particularly tall. Xue Tianliang has a very tall nose, but he inherited more of He Xiaoyou's exquisite facial features, which combines the advantages of his parents.

The entire styling took a total of two hours to complete.

"And these gloves." The stylist took out a pair of black metal gloves and gave them to him.

This is also part of the look.

Xue Youka tried it on, and it was a bit tight, but he could barely put it on, and it hurt when he moved his fingers. When asked how he felt, he asked if there was a bigger one, and the stylist said no: "It's smaller.

?”

"A little bit, but it doesn't matter."

I looked in the mirror and saw that I looked like an ancient person in front of me. I was wearing a black gown, blue-purple feathers hanging from my waist, metal half-finger gloves on my hands, and blue-purple feather tassels on my bun. The props were

A portable torture box.

Xue Youka is familiar with history and knows that there is a big gap between the image in the game and the historical records. The appearance of Song Ci now is exactly what the original artist imagined as the "Father of Ancient Forensic Medicine". This appearance does not look like the history of Xing prison, but more like

He is a secret guard, but in the game, after taking off his "secret guard uniform", Song Ci's daily attire is that of a handsome and talented young man with a lingering bookish air between his brows.

Switching between two different looks requires upgrading, and Xue Youka's current level is not enough.

Originally, the game company had decided to only shoot one set, which was the "Dark Guard" outfit, but as soon as Director Guo came in, he felt that Kaka would be even more stunning in her daily outfit.

The stylist asked Director Guo: "Does the makeup still need to be changed?"

"No need, it's very good. The scene is ready and ready to start shooting. Kaka, let's go take pictures?" Director Guo decided to wait until he finished shooting and see if he should add a second set.

Some models look great in character costumes, but some don't perform as well in front of the camera as they do to the naked eye.

Xue Youka turned to look at Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu, who had accidentally fallen asleep just now, opened his eyes and stood up lazily. He was holding Xue Youka's schoolbag in one hand and his coat hanging on his arm, with an expressionless face.

He glanced at his killer look, his eyes froze for a few seconds, and he said, "Have you put on your makeup? Let's go."

Photo studio.

In front of the brick-red fake palace wall, there are more than a dozen green bamboos standing, surrounded by fill lights and lighting panels, and behind the wall is a white cloth background to facilitate cutting out pictures later.

Xue Youka faced the camera, stood or sat in front of the palace wall background, and made various poses in the game. He didn't have stage fright when taking pictures, he acted very naturally, and his eyes were different from usual.

Director Guo nodded with satisfaction. This cosplayer was quite professional and seemed to have studied Song Ci.

One scene took at least two hours to be filmed before it ended. It was already 1:30 in the afternoon. Director Guo asked everyone if they were hungry and if they wanted to eat something and take a rest.

The photographer lowered his head and looked through the photos in the camera: "I have taken a lot of this scene. That's enough. Let's take a rest first. Director, I'll show you the preview of the finished film for you to take a look at."

Probably because the scene was arranged in a hurry, Director Guo was still not satisfied with the final film after watching it. However, the model had already shown great dedication and the photo was taken very well. He whispered a few words and the photographer said: "

I still need to edit the pictures later, but this is how it was in the early stages, and it’s already pretty good.”

Xue Youka vaguely heard a few words and thought it was because he had not done a good job in filming, so he felt a little uneasy.

Cheng Yu walked up to him: "Is the filming finished?"

"No, there is another scene." He wanted to take out his mobile phone from his schoolbag to order takeout, but found that he was still wearing gloves, but he couldn't take them off.

"Why is it so..." Probably trying to say that he was stupid, Cheng Yu suddenly remembered the request he made last night, and without saying it, he grabbed his hand and asked, "How do you open this?"

"Here's a metal buckle..."

Cheng Yu studied it for a moment, opened the buttons, and slowly helped him take off his gloves. However, he saw that his palms were red and swollen, especially the joints, which were about to bleed.

Cheng Yu lowered his head, held his fingertips silently, and frowned: "Are the gloves polished?"

This action made Xue Youka want to withdraw his hand. He looked at Cheng Yu's obviously distressed expression and stayed for a while: "Well..."

"Still filming? Can't we stop filming?"

"No." He whispered.

Xue Youka understands the truth that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. Besides, it’s not that difficult. You can earn 30,000 yuan a day taking photos. How long does it take to move bricks so hard to earn so much?

"Does your hand hurt?"
To be continued...