Rose with Snow

After the first material was shot, the trainees took a day off and continued to shoot the next material.

The subject of the material has been posted in the WeChat group.

The names are different. To put it simply and rudely, one is a group clapping photo, and the other is a licking face shot.

Licking Yanxiang is a classic old routine, and Song Yingshi was a little surprised by the theme of the hand photo.

Is it because the supervision is too strict now, and it is not appropriate to show the waist and the back, so it is changed to show the hands?

She didn't worry too much. Since the show team has arranged it, let's shoot it like this.

On the day of rest, Song Yingshi happened to be getting together with her family.

Song Yingshi saw her father Song Cheng when she came back from her debut after filming.

Song Cheng's body is neither fat nor thin, the end of his eyes is a little drooping, he looks more elegant and amiable, and he likes to laugh very much. The younger generation likes this uncle/grandfather very much. His typical mentality is young and he doesn't like to put on airs. Let's talk a little bit.

He knew about Song Yingshi going to the draft for a long time, but the father and daughter are always staggered, so we can talk about it face-to-face today.

Song Cheng greeted his daughter to eat braised pork: "I heard that you all have to control your diet during training. Has Xiao Shi been greedy for half a month?"

Song Yingshi loves fitness control cards, but she also flatters her appetite when it's enough. She doesn't resist braised pork, and she's quite happy to eat.

She complained while eating:

"The program team said, 'I suggest you control it.' In fact, those are the only ones that are tossing and turning in the cafeteria. Takeaways can't be delivered. It's mandatory in disguise."

Song Cheng groaned: "It's hard for my daughter."

Song Yingshi calmly said: "Then we found that in the corner behind the playground, we could take takeaways through the iron fence, and grill crayfish every few places."

Exactly what she found.

With this major discovery, everyone secretly gathered a crowd to eat crayfish and skewers, and praised Song Ying for not running in vain.

Song Cheng laughed when he heard it.

Xu Conghan was also amused, and said in a warm voice, "You, you have been able to toss since you were a child."

Song Yingshi shrugged proudly.

The next day, an elder of the Song family called everyone to come to his house for a gathering, and Song Chengxu went with Song Yingshi from Conghan.

Song Yingshi saw Song Ming, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Song Ming followed behind his parents, looking a little decadent, and his eyes were very depressed.

When Song Ying saw him, she thought of Huai Xu, and by the way, she thought of the embarrassment she had made in front of Huai Xu yesterday...

Song Yingshi braked in time, so embarrassing, she didn't want to.

She didn't mean to ask Song Ming to say anything. As long as Song Ming was honest and didn't disturb her and her life value tool person, she would not take the initiative to provoke internal conflicts in the family for Song Cheng's face.

But Song Ming's mother took the initiative to find her.

The two stood in an unoccupied corner, Song Ming's mother said politely:

"Xiao Shi, my family Song Ming has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he is young. It is inevitable that he has other ideas. Xiao Chen told me that I asked his father to discipline him that day."

"He's still your junior, how can you be as big or small as you? I won't let him take care of the company for the time being, and I'll let him grind his temper with his dad. In the future, if you're an aunt, just teach him. , someone is teaching my children for me, I can't be too happy!"

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows, a little surprised in her heart, but didn't show it on her face.

Song Ming's mother's remarks were respectable and thoughtful, and she was particularly beautiful, and by the way, she explained Song Yingshi's confusion.

Song Ming didn't file a complaint that day, 80% of the time it was Xiao Chen who saw that the situation was wrong and reported to his real boss, Song Ming was directly restrained by his family.

Song Yingshi was not a real 18-year-old girl, so naturally she would not choke any more. She smiled intimately and said:

"I'm about the same age as Xiao Ming, and we just had a few arguments. I'm ashamed that this happened in front of my sister-in-law. He's just a little irritable, so it's not a big deal. With you and my brother teaching, I'll definitely be more promising in the future."

Satisfaction flashed in Song Ming's mother's eyes, and the two got close and said a few words. She mentioned:

"What is the name of that little girl, Huaixu? I heard that you are walking strangely close to her now. She can hook up my Song Ming, and I don't know what kind of character she is..."

The smile on Song Yingshi's face faded.

Sure enough, in the eyes of a mother, even if her son is temporarily confused, the little girl outside can't get rid of it.

Her face changed, and Song Ming's mother's smile became cautious and cautious.

Song Yingshi turned the glass of wine, took a sip of wine, and said in an obviously indifferent tone:

"It's just an ordinary girl, she's just a little more beautiful, and she never thought of marrying into the Song family."

"Xiao Shi, you say I'll believe it, sister-in-law is just joking."

Song Yingshi couldn't get used to this kind of "joke", so she looked at Song Ming who was looking at this, and made a joke with a smile that was not a smile:

"She is my friend anyway, and I have to be fair to her in terms of personality. But then again, if Song Ming goes to her to say something, I have to ask my sister-in-law directly to ask what's going on. already."

Song Yingshi squinted at the beautiful woman in front of her, opened her lips and said:

"It can't be Song Ming's own problem again, and then wronged the little girl, right? Sister-in-law."

Song Ming's mother's smile was obviously stiff, and she said like a promise:

"Look at what you said, my sister-in-law will give you a ticket, no."

Song Yingshi said affectionately and warmly:

"Sister-in-law said this, I must be relieved, let's go, let's talk to my parents, I heard that our two are working together..."

When she got home late at night, Song Yingshi habitually took a bath and recalled what happened that day.

After a dinner party, the most useful harvest is the assurance from Song Ming's family.

Song Ming even arranged the people around him at home. To put it bluntly, he couldn't find the palms of his parents, and he was deprived of the power, so he can ignore it for the time being.

Song Ying felt very troublesome when she thought that there were still two male protagonists in the original book who didn't know when they would appear and disturb her to continue her life.

She simply didn't want to think so much, closed her eyes and slowly sank into the water to relieve her fatigue comfortably.

I have to work tomorrow.

Song Yingshi's second day's job was still to shoot collective materials.

The material for this time is a hand-clapping photo, which is also an interior scene. The shooting location is in the studio rented by the program team.

Because the protagonist of the shooting is the hands, the makeup artist first concentrates on applying primer, hand mask, hand cream, concealer and contouring to the hands and nails.

After a set of procedures, Lu Xuewen lifted her hand carefully, not daring to put it on the table:

"My hands have never been treated like this in my life."

The very good student next to her is named Wan Jiao. You can hear her ancestral home when she speaks, which makes people think of the big ice stubble in the Northeast for a second.

Her ancestors are probably of mixed white-Russian blood, with deep eyes and a high nose, and they love exaggerated and bold jewelry. Each earring is bigger than the other, but the clothes are smaller than each other. She is very hot.

Wan Jiao leaned on the bench legs, rolled her eyes and laughed at Lu Xuewen:

"Then it will live in vain."

He bent over and supported his legs again, and said lovingly to Lu Xuewen's hand:

"My dear, Sister Huihui will buy you a box of body lotion, and you will apply it well for the rest of your life."

Lu Xuewen laughed and scolded: "Damn you."

"Yeah, learning Northeastern dialect is close to me? Then send two boxes."

"Fuck off."

After Wan Jiao finished her skin, she turned her head to see that Song Yingshi's hand was also finished with makeup, and immediately approached.

Song Yingshi showed her generously.

Wan Jiao whistled at her hand, raised her eyes and said with a smile:

"You have beautiful hands, it's a pity not to shake your hands."

Song Yingshi really doesn't know how to turn things around, and asks humbly:

"How did the flower hands shake?"

Wan Jiao got excited, stretched out her hand, and rubbed her wrists together:

"I'll show you a demonstration."

Tao Qin rushed over and held down Wan Jiao's hand that was about to take off.

Her cub was almost taken into an earthy sand sculpture, she won't allow it!

Tao Qin sincerely suggested to Wan Jiao: "Wait for the shoot, and you can shake your hands alone."

"Will the director let me? Let me dare."

"It's really good." The makeup artist interjected, "I heard that you can come up with any ideas today, it's not as dead as the debut limit."

Song Yingshi smiled and said, "That's pretty good."

Lu Xuewen: "But I have no idea what to do."

Lu Xuewen rubbed his hair, remembering what happened when he first appeared in the shooting, and when he turned to look for Song Ying, he put his hands together and said:

"Yingshi, I think you have a good idea of ​​shooting things, can you think about it for me?"

Song Yingshi didn't refuse, she thought about it and said, "Let's see if there are any props."

She said, pretending to be unintentional, and glanced at the only person in the dressing room who didn't join the chat.

Huai Xu.

Huai Xu sat on the inside of the dressing table on the right side of the room, and the lights in the corner were also very bright, illuminating the empty appearance around her clearly. Only the makeup artist was busy.

She handed her hand to the makeup artist. Occasionally, the makeup artist asked something, and she hummed or said a few words.

She hasn't spoken to Huai Xu since the ripped jeans incident the night before.

Not only because the system didn't refresh the task yesterday, but also because Song Yingshi was very self-respecting.

Can the life value be easily exchanged for her self-esteem?

As a rich woman with a balance of more than 78 hours of health, Song Yingshi is very confident.

Even if today's task is done early, she doesn't care.

Eh, she just doesn't do tasks today and doesn't talk to Huai Xu.

But Huaixu was sitting there alone, and like the four of them isolated her, she was alone.

Song Yingshi was a little irritable, why was it annoying to talk to Huai Xu or not?

It's all her fault that she can make up her mind too much, and maybe Huaixu is happy and peaceful.

Song Yingshi scolded herself secretly and stopped looking at Huaixu.

Everyone is in the same space, and the deliberate avoidance of eyes will bring about subtle changes in the atmosphere, which can be easily noticed by other people.

Especially this "other person", still can't wait to use a microscope to smash the two of them Tao Qin.

Tao Qin had long noticed that the two hadn't spoken to each other today. Obviously, the two of them were having a quarrel.

When she looked at Song Ying, she looked at Huaixu.

Huai Xu's skin is too delicate, and the makeup artist doesn't need to apply any primer at all.

The reason why I still do hand makeup is simply because the makeup artist is too busy alone, and Huaixu is at the end.

Everyone else, including Song Yingshi, finished their makeup, so the question is, why didn't Song Yingshi go to shoot first?

Why is she sitting here? Isn't it just waiting for Huai Xu to finish her makeup?

Tao Qin took a deep breath.

Damn, these two people, why even the Cold War seems to be making candy?

Is it her problem, or their problem?

As expected by Tao Qin, when Huai Xu finished putting on her makeup, everyone ended the nonsense with a silent tacit understanding and went to the shooting point together.

As the makeup artist said, today's shooting is relatively free, as long as you have an idea, you can communicate with the director on site, and then see if you want to make up for the costumes.

Song Yingshi first went to the monitor and asked the younger brother of the camera team, probably knowing what the previous students took.

She came back and told everyone about the hand-breaking index:

"There are people who write, draw, dance, and play games. In terms of musical instruments, there are guitars, flutes, guzheng, lutes, and violins. You can basically think of everything. Everyone is really versatile."

After speaking, Song Yingshi gave a thumbs up and had to obey.

If you don't have a talent show, you can start a choir.

Wan Jiao: "It's over, the finger dance I learned yesterday is definitely not as good as theirs. What are you shooting for?"

Tao Qin confidently stretched out her hands and the dozen or so rings on it:

"I brought the best looking rings today, look, I'm already beautiful, I don't have to do anything."

The Lord of the Rings Wang Tao Qin is very confident in her ring.

Wan Jiao Nuzui: "Do you look good when you have Orioles in your hands, or do you look good with Huai Xu?"

"..."

Tao Qin's face collapsed instantly: "Yingshi, save me!"

Song Yingshi seemed to be thinking about something, when she heard the voice, she raised her head, looked at the three cubs waiting to be fed in front of her eyes, and said thoughtfully:

"If you want to be remembered, you have to find another way."

"You say, I will listen to you."

"I also."

"Speak quickly."

"Don't be so serious, I'm just giving an opinion, you can decide whether to use it or not." Song Yingshi laughed.

Five minutes later, three trainees were greeted in front of the live director.

The director said skillfully: "Have you figured it out? Do you want to write and draw, or do you want to play a musical instrument? The pen and paper on the left side of the instrument are on the right, and the mobile phone comes with it for performances and games."

Tao Qin: "Director, I perform my own acrobatics, stringing rings on my fingers in the air."

director:?

Lu Xuewen: "Director, I'm going to perform hair trimming. The audience can trim their own bangs after they learn it."

director:? ?

Wan Jiao: "I don't have any talent. Let's make a cooking video for everyone."

director:? ? ?

Watching Tao Qin and the three seek the director to find their own path, Song Yingshi withdrew his loving gaze and glanced at the remaining Huaixu.

She shrugged the tip of her nose and walked away.

Behind him, Huaixu's voice sounded:

"Aren't we going together?"

Huai Xu's voice was lower than usual, the meaning of being clear was diluted, but instead it showed a bit of a magnetic low that hit the eardrums, but it was pleasant to the ear.

Her tone also didn't seem to be asking, the ending was very light.

Like a faint sigh, like a sigh that acquiesced to such a situation, Song Yingshi could even hear a sense of loss.

A word broke into Song Yingshi's ears, and when she regained her senses after tasting it, her footsteps stopped unknowingly.

Song Yingshi hesitated, then turned to look at Huaixu.

Under her gaze, Huai Xu took two steps towards her, her eyes were quiet, but she seemed to be shining and she could speak.

Huaixu said softly:

"You helped them all come up with ideas."

Why, did you miss her alone?

"..."

The last half of the sentence is hidden in the eyes like autumn water.

Huaixu bowed her head to herself.

It took Song Yingshi a second or two to realize this fact, and a line of words flashed in his head.

The life value is delivered to the door, do you want to open the brush?