After a long absence, Lin Siwan finally returned to this familiar place again and became the assistant of several people again. On this day, several people in the group were visibly happy.
Although the atmosphere between Liu Yaowen and Yan Haoxiang was still a little weird, everyone's happiness value had increased by 50%.
On this day, although it was much busier than usual, Lin Siwan was really happy with everyone.
She paid attention to the system. The system rarely spoke, but no one thought that he was abnormal. Maybe he was unwilling to speak.
The system has always been indifferent and emotionless, but when facing the camera, he will be very active in business, the whole person is contradictory and complex, that is so typical of a machine.
Lin Siwan felt very emotional when she saw the system go under the camera. Inexplicably, she felt that this position should belong to Zhang Zhenyuan, a person who really loves this stage.
Some people do their own profession simply because it is suitable, while others do it entirely because of love, because the eyes of those who love will shine, and the eyes cannot lie.
When shooting the song MV, a few people in white were fluttering and lying in the snow-white world. It was the teenagers here, and the white clothes were better than the snow. They were not teenagers, but gifts given to the world by the gods.
Teenagers belong to no one, they only belong to a cavity of blood, and the courage to face everything without fear, they are the possibility of not being defined.
At this moment, it seemed that time suddenly quieted down. Lin Siwan looked at several teenagers quietly, and suddenly understood why the previous teacher said that people would be the source of creative inspiration.
At this moment, those seven people are her muses, the source of her inspiration, this inspiration, this power, let her have the urge to pick up the brush.
A few people tried to move in the lens, and the makeup artist next to them went to touch up the makeup. The number was a little insufficient, so she asked her to go over and help with the tools.
Makeup artist is a really enviable profession. At that moment, even Lin Siwan, who was standing next to him helping with tools, felt that he was very close, as if he broke through all the frames in an instant.
songyaxuan"Sister Chen Wan, do I have card powder on my face?"
Song Yaxuan pasted it over, and Lin Siwan's hand shook slightly in fright.
Half of his face was exposed, and his bangs were raised slightly, revealing a smooth and full forehead, a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the beautiful little mole below were clearly seen. I don't know if it was because his eyes were too good-looking, Lin Siwan felt that his eyes were also shining.
linsiwan"No, he's handsome."
Really handsome, it is handsome to the extent that it makes people lose their minds.
Song Yaxuan smiled and shook his head with satisfaction. The makeup artist's sister forced him to put on makeup.
Stinky fart Song Buya immediately wilted, looked at Lin Siwan, and pouted pitifully.
Child.
Lin Siwan couldn't help but laugh. His eyes were crooked, and his white teeth were exposed. He could tell that he was really happy.
linsiwan"Don't move! If you really want to see how the painting is going, I'll go and hold a mirror for you."
Lin Siwan said that he was about to open the vanity mirror in his hand, but because there were a lot of things in his hand, he didn't know how to free his hand to play.
songyaxuan"No need, Elder Sister."
Song Yaxuan turned to her with a chuckle.
songyaxuan"I can see mine in your eyes."
He pointed at his eyes, and then was knocked out by the makeup artist sister. The atmosphere that was finally created seemed to be shattered with this gentle sound.
Song Yaxuan and Lin Siwan looked at each other and smiled.
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Xiao Song is a person who believes in feelings. Since the very beginning of the dinner party, he actually remembered to pull him around. Xiao Song's teacher Wuhu who follows his feelings
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