Chapter 1762: Chapter 1619: Departing for Beicheng
Song Tan was a bit surprised.
After a while, she said, "Is this a talent unique to you storytellers? To be able to say such beautiful things."
Lun Chuan laughed heartily: "No. It’s because I’m growing up, and I’ve already learned how to maintain my passion."
And to accept love, to give love.
But at this mont...
Three killjoy kids shouted, "Hurry, hurry! Brother Lu, we’re leaving tonight, let’s take pictures first, stop talking about love!"
Song Tan couldn’t help but smile too.
Lun Chuan withdrew his hand and, also smiling, said, "Just in ti, you guys can search for poses for this kind of photo."
They kept hugging different puppies, not sure if the photos were for people or the dogs.
But even so, with his creative writing mind, he still provided the three with many photo thes and ideas.
As the sun set and the last streak of orange-red clouds faded away, Lun Chuan finally put away his cara. He looked at their afternoon efforts filming from one end of the village to the other and made a final suggestion—
"The streetlights near Shitou Slope are quite bright just after nightfall. Do you want to take a set of photos in the sunflower forest now?"
He explained the the simply:
"Using a reflector and supplentary lights, adjusted with filters, the dim evening colors should perfectly fit the infinite the of online novels."
Horror, crisis, and mystery.
As he spoke, he got inspired and looked at the three of them: "How about it? Want to shoot?"
With Chen Chi and Qiaoqiao’s reading level, they clearly hadn’t encountered this kind of infinite flow web-novel, but Yang Zhengxi understood all too well!
He was particularly excited: "Shoot, shoot, shoot! How could we not?!"
"But we should go back and get so mosquito repellent first."
In the evening, in the sunflower forest, if they don’t use Ai Cao to smoke the place first, the three of them would be like a self-serving sushi bar for mosquitoes.
Song Tan looked at the sky: "You guys go ahead, I’ll go to the factory to get so Ai Cao to burn."
After thinking about it, she added, "Don’t go to the wrong place, Titan is at the bottom of Shitou Slope."
The large sunflower field on the mountain isn’t of the sa variety. In terms of appearance, the most popular ones are naturally the White Moonlight and Teddy Sunflowers.
The forr with its beautiful color, the latter furry and exceptionally bright.
But if you’re talking about the best for photography, it would undoubtedly be the tall and strong, forest-like Titan Sunflowers.
Though rchants promote that they can grow to 5-7 ters, few actually grow that tall in daily life.
However, at Song Tan’s place, even on the roughly improved land of Shitou Slope, they can take deep root, with thick and sturdy stems reaching towards the sky.
Now they’ve just started to develop their flowers, and they’re already four or five ters tall.
To put it simply, they’re almost two ters.
They can already be called trees.
When the crew ca before, the director was infatuated with the Titan Sunflowers, which were three to four ters tall. Now with Lun Chuan’s suggestion, Yang Zhengxi’s mind raced, and he even imdiately thought—
"Most people look at sunflowers for the flower disc, but if we shoot in the sunflower forest, the close-up stems and leaves will seem unfamiliar to everyone."
Wouldn’t this perfectly fit the mysterious Otherworld the?
Wow!
He excitedly pulled at his clothes: "Brother Lu Chuan, you’re simply a genius!"
Qiaoqiao and Chen Chi didn’t understand, but at this mont, they also looked at their clothes:
"Do we need to change clothes?"
"No, no!"
Yang Zhengxi was full of anticipation: "Just use your simple faces, the innocent eyes, wearing these youthful school uniforms, only then can you show the eerie and cruel essence of the infinite flow. Sis! Do you have any blush, lipstick, tomato sauce we can use?"
"Bring two more lights, this streetlight doesn’t reach in here..."
Song Tan:... She didn’t have any.
But her mom surely has them, and they have tomato sauce at ho too.
Just couldn’t tell, Yang Zhengxi looked like such a carefree student wanting a photoshoot, but with such elaborate ideas.
...
This one the seed much more troubleso to shoot.
While Song Tan was smoking out mosquitoes in the sunflower forest, she went down to pack her luggage twice. After Yang Zhengxi finished shooting so, he was busily using his clumsy skills to draw fake blood on the three of them.
Lun Chuan’s photography skills couldn’t be called superb, rely a bit better than the average person.
But that wasn’t important.
As Yang Zhengxi said, Qiaoqiao and Chen Chi had natural acting talent.
Such sincere and innocent eyes, without any pretense, bewildernt, and confusion...
Just making eye contact with the photo for a mont seed to truly convey a faint sense of horror.
Yang Zhengxi couldn’t wait to receive the photos!
Later, he’d bring his best buddies to register, holding the best snacks they forced on him...
Oh my! A re sumr camp made him the most dazzling boy, how high-profile!
...
By the ti everything was shot, it was completely dark.
And Yang Zhengxi finally withdrew his excited spirit and felt his physical exhaustion.
Shooting for a few hours felt like he’d been working for hours!
He checked his backpack at the door, feeling pitiful:
"It’s dark now, and I haven’t taken a photo with Uncle and Aunt yet..."
Qiaoqiao was a bit confused: "Then aren’t you coming to my house anymore?"
Yang Zhengxi:... Can’t he be sentintal?
As he was speaking, Wu Lan ca out carrying a big bag of things:
"Xiaochuan, here are the frozen goods you’re taking with you, the rest has been packed in the trunk."
The trunk was packed tightly, clearly already full.
And Song Tan quickly took the goods with one hand: "I’ll put them in."
Tomorrow is Lun Chuan’s birthday. They hadn’t thought about going to Beicheng at this ti before, so after so hesitation, she decided to bring the gift along.
Now it’s safely stored in the trunk.
Lun Chuan didn’t notice anything unusual, as his nickna Prince Pea ant the family always found ways to keep him from doing chores.
Just as he was about to head to the driver’s seat, Song Tan urged him again:
"You sit in the passenger seat, I’m more energetic and can drive at night."
According to the original plan, they were to set off around five or six, lodging at Beicheng Hotel around two or three in the morning.
They’d rest until seven or eight in the morning and then head to the amusent park, with enough ti to rest.
But with the photoshoot taking up several hours, her energy, no matter how much, was better than Lun Chuan’s. At this point, she had already taken the driver’s seat.
Lun Chuan paused, then opened the car door: "Once we’re on the highway, we can switch."
Song Tan "mm-mm’ed" him, quite dismissively: "You all rest for a while in the car first."
The car moved slowly onto the main road.
The breeze from the air conditioner blew softly, and the three in the back seat were already slumped together in drowsiness, clearly having exerted a lot of energy today.
And Lun Chuan’s nose twitched slightly, catching a faint scent of roses.
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