Chapter 118: I'll be your eyebrow artist for life!

  Several people chatted and laughed for a while before the photography assistant took Qin Luo's clothes and rushed over.

  Actually, Qin Luo's outfit was very simple. It was a set of white silk vest and white long pants worn inside. White soft-soled boots, wig to be coiled on the top of head and also had to hold up a pineapple bun.

  It's like in ancient times when a man sneaked into a brothel, only to have his wife burst in and catch him off guard, scrambling out of bed in his underwear.

  Because, drawing eyebrows must start in the early morning.

  At that time, the male protagonist had just gotten out of bed and couldn't dress neatly. Moreover, Chen Sihuan's makeup also needed to be washed off a bit, then re-done as a half-made-up beauty.

  You've drawn it so meticulously, what's the need for the male lead to take action?

  Of course, Qin Luo's painting of eyebrows was just for show. He wasn't actually drawing randomly on someone else's wife's face. That would only ruin Chen Sichen's beautiful face.

  Chen Sixuan took off the expensive queen's dress and changed into a thin, tight-fitting maid's outfit. The clothes were so thin, the neckline was open so wide, and to make matters worse, Chen Sixuan's chest was so big-----this made Qin Luo's hand holding the brush tremble slightly.

  "The heroine, act more naturally... even more natural. You're an old couple, why are you blushing?"

  "Male lead, don't block the mirror with your body. Move a bit to the left, move even more to the left ----"

  "The male lead, look seriously at the female lead's eyebrows - you're drawing eyebrows, not helping someone unbutton their clothes, why do you always lower your head?"

  "Don't smile. Focus. Sincerity. Infatuation ---- With such a beautiful woman like Miss Chen, how can you not have any feelings?"

  As soon as the shooting started, Jin Derui showed his professionalism and authority. Whether it was Qin Luo or Chen Siyuan, they both ignored their respective identities and became objects under his lens. He bluntly pointed out the problems with the coordination between the two and the way to adjust.

  Lijiang City watched Qin Luo's various embarrassing appearances during his first commercial shoot and laughed so hard she couldn't straighten her waist.

  Especially when Jinderi shouted that you are helping people draw eyebrows, not helping people unbutton their shirts, she was holding her stomach and laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe.

  Some onlookers outside the window also pointed at the two and were quite interested in this way of taking pictures.

  After clicking the shutter a few times, Jin Derui opened the developed film to take a look and shook his head helplessly, saying: "Let's stop for now. You two need to find your feeling. Because I couldn't find the feeling that should be between husband and wife from your photos."

  "Sorry, Si Xuan. I'm too stupid." Qin Luo said with a bitter smile. He knew it was his own poor performance that had dragged down Chen Si Xuan.

  She was a bit shy at the beginning, but soon adjusted her mentality and entered the role. She portrayed the expressions that a wife should have in a subtle and wonderful way. However, Qin Luo couldn't do it.

  "It's okay. The first time is always like that. When I shot my first commercial, I was even more nervous than you. My hands and feet were shaking. You're much calmer than me." Chen Sichen comforted with a smile.

  She was also very happy to partner with Qin Luo to shoot an advertisement.

  According to her profession, she shouldn't have shown a shy expression. Just because the other party was Qin Luo, and she also had some affection for Qin Luo in her heart, so she couldn't help but put herself into it.

  Ever since Lian Qingshan said that the beautiful woman who was surrounded by Rolls-Royce and had a good relationship with Qin Luo was his ex-wife, Chen Sichen had a deep sense of frustration in her heart.

  If it were another woman, perhaps she would still have the confidence to fight for it.

  But what's the point of arguing with such a woman?

  Even if they can't be a real couple, she's still very happy to play the role in front of the camera.

  So this time she was exceptionally serious and hardworking.

  But Qin Luo was different. This was his debut work. He made all the mistakes that newcomers make.

  The photographer shouted and he was confused. After correcting one of his mistakes, he would make several more in a row.

  Moreover, he is easily affected by his surroundings. When someone speaks to him from outside the window, he will turn his head to look. If Lian Qingcheng laughs beside him, he will also go and see why she is laughing.

  This way, he doesn't look like a man who is deeply in love with his wife and paints her eyebrows in the boudoir. He looks more like a lustful thief with a lecherous mind and wandering eyes.

  If it were another model, Jin Derui would have scolded loudly long ago.

  But he knew Qin Luo's identity and was more worried that he had scolded him hastily, this grandfather would not be able to take it anymore. He could only patiently explain: "Mr. Qin, our time is very limited. If the sun sets, we won't be able to shoot anymore. The effect of using lights will definitely not be as good as natural light."

  "You're new, and being able to perform like this is already...already very good. However, newcomers often make some mistakes that you also need to pay attention to. First of all, you need to understand positioning. You can't block the mirror, because we're mainly shooting the female lead's blurry beauty in the copper mirror. And even more so, you can't block my lens, because we're mainly shooting the female lead, not you."

  "Also, you need to calm down. For the first time filming, you can be so calm, it's really rare. But you must focus on getting into character. What is your role? A husband of a woman. In the morning, get up and see your beloved wife sitting in front of the mirror making up, you smile and walk over, gently take the eyebrow pencil from her hand, and affectionately draw her eyebrows... You need to imagine that there are only two people in this room, you and your wife. Your eyes have her... Don't be affected by the outside environment. When other people, including me, are all just air, got it?"

  Qin Luo nodded and said, "Understood."

  "What's more important is don't lower your head." Jinder reminded once again.

  Qin Luo was so angry that he almost poked two fingers into his eyes, and I also accidentally lowered my head. Do you really think I'm a pervert? I'm not the kind of person you think I am at all.

  He also knew he was in a hurry to finish filming and had no choice but to agree, saying: "I'll be careful."

  "Alright, give you two five minutes. You both go find your feeling first, then we continue." Jin Derui said.

  "Alright." Qin Luo nodded.

  "Let me teach you a quick way to get into character. Do you have someone you like?" Chen Sichen looked up at Qin Luo and asked.

  "What's wrong?" Qin Luo was perplexed.

  "You can imagine me as the woman you like. Suppose... I mean suppose, if I were that woman you liked, how would you feel when drawing my eyebrows? You need to find a way to get into character." Chen Sichen said.

  The person you like?

  Qin Luo thought for a moment, pretending to paint eyebrows for whom?

  Lin Huanxi? Wang Jiujiu? Wen Ren Muyue----or Li Qingsheng?

  "Have you found it?" Chen Sichen asked.

  "Still searching."

  Qin Luo was also in a dilemma, after all, which one had more sense of substitution?

  Suddenly, a picture flashed in Qin Luo's mind.

  On that stormy night, a girl clutched her own waist tightly, stubbornly refusing to let go.

  The girl's face gradually became clear, and it was actually Wang Jiujin.

  Qin Luo hastily shook her head. It's impossible. She was her own student. How could she like her own student?

  "Look at your watch," said Kinderley. "Have you got the feel of it? Let's start."

  Chen Siyuan looked at Qin Luo, Qin Luo took a deep breath and said: "Let's begin."

  The afternoon sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating Chen Siyuan's delicate and elegant face, as well as her close-fitting silk clothes. Qin Luo smiled, holding a charcoal pen with deep affection.

  There is a shadow of me in your eyes, and my eyes are all yours. The lines of sight of the two people collide in the air, entwining together like silk threads. As if making a beautiful vow to "hold your hand and grow old together".

  Dear

  I'd paint your eyebrows for you

  In your deep eyes

  No longer moist with tears

  Dear

  I'd paint your eyebrows for you

  Let your slender shoulders bear

  No longer burdened by regret

  Dear

  I'd paint your eyebrows for you

  In your long black hair

  No longer indulging in heartbreak

  Painting eyebrows for you

  Painting eyebrows for you

  I want to paint the most beautiful rose in the world.

  Make her feel ashamed in front of you

  I want to paint the most romantic encounter in the world

  Let me fall asleep in your tenderness

  Painting eyebrows for you

  Painting eyebrows for you

  A lifetime of painting

  I won't feel tired either

  A lifetime of painting

  Still think you're the most beautiful

  "How beautiful! Too beautiful." A girl outside the window said with her hands clasped together and a look of infatuation on her face.

  "It's great. You have to treat me like this from now on. Every day when you wake up, you have to draw my eyebrows for me." The round-faced girl turned around and made a request to her boyfriend with a pouting face.

  "Good." The boy nodded seriously. Then, with a difficult expression, he said: "But I don't know how to draw eyebrows."

  "You're so stupid. You can't learn anything." The girl smiled sweetly.

  What she cares about is not whether you can really paint her eyebrows well, but that you have the heart to paint her eyebrows for a lifetime.

  They ask for so little, how can you bear to give even less?

  Even Li Qiancheng was stunned, standing quietly with a gentle gaze, as if lost in thought.

  Only Kinderley remained calm. His face was serious and he kept pressing the shutter of his camera.

  Crack!

  Goodbye. Goodbye----

  "Ka!" Jin Derui shouted loudly. His voice broke the good atmosphere created by Qin Luo and Chen Siyu, and also shattered the indulgence and fantasy of the audience present.

  He burst out laughing, ran over to hug Qin Luo and then Chen Siyu, laughing loudly: "Great! You guys performed too well. I was so moved that I almost forgot to press the shutter."

  "How was it? Not bad, right?" Qin Luo asked as he looked at Lian Qingcheng walking over.

  Li Jing Cheng looked at Qin Luo and Chen Siyuan, who were still smiling blissfully, and knew they hadn't fully exited the scene. Laughing, she said: "What's this got to do with painting eyebrows? It's clearly flirting!"