Chapter 885
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Before Yun thought about opening his mouth, song Mian said, "I thought it over carefully. It's not infeasible to publicize your kindness to the Min family. In fact, many media in Xiangjiang know that old min likes you, which has no great impact."
The reason why Yun thinks he doesn't agree is because there is an inequality between the two. If master min appears, many people will think about what master min can do for Yun. How many high-ranking families and powerful marriages in Xiangjiang?
Far from it, just say that the recent marriage between Chang family and Hua family, and I haven't seen anyone who can invite old man min to be the host.
At that time, I will guess at Song Mian and stare at Song Mian.
Song Mian insisted on inviting master min because marriage must have an impact on Yunxiang's career. Having master min's town will save a lot of trouble and reduce the impact on Yunxiang.
"Well, listen to you." Yun thought about it and knew that song Mian took pains to consider it for her, so he didn't refuse.
"Go, put on your makeup and take wedding photos." Song Mian pulled her up and went out.
Since Yun wants to like the white dress, taking advantage of the warm sunshine in the morning to create a hazy beauty, it is most suitable for shooting this feeling.
The people at the photographer's side began to prepare. The makeup artist Yun thought about bringing Zhou Jie. They have cooperated for so long. Zhou Jie is most familiar with her facial features and understands her mind.
Because it is an ancient dress, this white one also has a gorgeous crown with a silver white jade bead curtain, which will be troublesome in terms of makeup and hairstyle.
It took an hour to order the makeup. After putting on the makeup cloud, I thought about looking at the temperament in the dressing mirror. I felt that I had to take this makeup at one time
What I thought before was taken for granted. I was really interested in taking one or two photos. Cloud was crazy!
It's too much trouble to put on makeup and change clothes.
Turning his head and looking at Song Mian, Yun thought that he was infatuated with flowers in an instant.
Elegant as a jade tree, it does not lean against the wind, and the high China is like a bright moon out of reach.
It's hard to describe his temperament in words. Yun thought about making so many movies and meeting beautiful men in all kinds of ancient clothes, but none of them could match song Mian.
He suddenly smiled as if the ice and snow had melted and everything had returned to spring: "I'm glad that my wife was intoxicated by my dress."
Cloud thought his face was slightly hot and could only urge him: "hurry up, don't waste time!"
Then he ran out with his skirt.
The photographer of this dress is directly defined as Xianxia style. He not only takes photos, but also uses a camera, green cloth and even blower. He plans to deal with it in the later stage.
When Yun thought about it, he didn't take it as a wedding photo, but as a filmmaker with song Mian. Unexpectedly, he became addicted to drama.
I didn't feel tired after shooting all morning. I had lunch, discussed with the staff during the break, came again one afternoon, and finally took two night scenes reluctantly. I really couldn't bear to see the staff.
Although tired, but the spirit is very excited, can't wait to see the shooting effect.
Lying in bed, I couldn't help holding a sweet smile, thinking about making a film and some pictures.
When he woke up satisfied, Yun didn't feel tired at all. He put on the golden suit with full energy.
This set of photographers suggest shooting in the more magnificent interior decoration, so as not to appear abrupt.
Yun thought about it. Of course, he listened to professional opinions, but not all of them were indoors. Song Mian got a lot of peonies and arranged a sea of flowers.
"Eh, where did the peony come from all season?"
Peony blooms in April and may, and the flowering period is very short. It's October now.
"Touch it." Song Mian smiled and motioned to the peony.
Yun thought about it and touched it. The feeling of starting was very strange. It was a little soft, but it was not cloth. It took a little effort, and it was not as thin and fragile as paper: "what kind of texture is this?"
This fake flower is so lifelike that not only the color of the flower is real, but also the color and shape of the leaf veins are very natural.
"It's also a kind of paper." Song Mian said, thinking about the picture of Yun walking into the sea of flowers. The two people holding hands were no longer in the plan, but the photographer felt natural and beautiful.
He took a few photos quietly, especially one. Song Mian took Yunxiang's hand and walked in front. It is estimated that he was worried that Yunxiang's somewhat complicated skirt would be hung up. He turned his head and looked at her gently and concerned.
And Yun thought that he just slightly raised his little face with a happy smile of a little woman's tenderness, as if he had something to say to him.
Such a moment is natural and happy.
The photographer is very satisfied with the gorgeous sea of peonies and half of the ancient buildings behind it.
Yunxiang and song Mian spent a whole day in shooting again. Yunxiang didn't know whether they were addicted or wanted to work hard to meet their desire to shoot with song Mian.
On the third day, they wore the bright red. The scenic spot was the main hall with festive layout, flying red silk, and the wedding room with swaying red candles.
As for the black one, it was taken from the magnificent scenery in the courtyard. It also used a set board, and even temporarily built some, mainly to discharge the atmosphere and dignity of the imperial family.
The plan couldn't keep up with the change. I didn't expect that the four sets would be finished as soon as I arrived here.
"Still shooting?" Song Mian asked her softly.
Cloud thought about it. In fact, he still wanted to shoot, but shook his head: "I used to hear people say that taking art photos and wedding notes are addictive. I don't believe it. Now I find that it's really addictive. Forget it, or it's endless."
Yun doesn't know why others are addicted, but she knows that she is addicted because of the happiness that intoxicates her during taking photos with song Mian, and this feeling will only be taken more and more.
In addition, several feelings have been photographed, and they are almost all these tones. Don't bother them.
"Worship your ancestors the day after tomorrow. You have a day off. If you change your mind and want to shoot, please let me know at any time." Song Mian also felt that it was the most rational decision to let Yun think about taking a breath before she calmed down.
Yun wants to respond obediently. Compared with her family, song Mian doesn't have many things here. There are only two things. Yun wants to do his best.
Take a day off and refresh yourself.
Yun thought he didn't know what ancestor worship was like in ancient times. I heard it was very cumbersome, but the Song family didn't bother here.
Clean your hands, be sincere, offer incense and tell your ancestors.
Then there will be the side branch elders of the song clan who take the genealogy and write the name of Yun Xiang in it.
Things solved in a morning.
When everyone else left for lunch, Yun thought about it and asked, "just record it in the genealogy?"
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Before Yun thought about opening his mouth, song Mian said, "I thought it over carefully. It's not infeasible to publicize your kindness to the Min family. In fact, many media in Xiangjiang know that old min likes you, which has no great impact."
The reason why Yun thinks he doesn't agree is because there is an inequality between the two. If master min appears, many people will think about what master min can do for Yun. How many high-ranking families and powerful marriages in Xiangjiang?
Far from it, just say that the recent marriage between Chang family and Hua family, and I haven't seen anyone who can invite old man min to be the host.
At that time, I will guess at Song Mian and stare at Song Mian.
Song Mian insisted on inviting master min because marriage must have an impact on Yunxiang's career. Having master min's town will save a lot of trouble and reduce the impact on Yunxiang.
"Well, listen to you." Yun thought about it and knew that song Mian took pains to consider it for her, so he didn't refuse.
"Go, put on your makeup and take wedding photos." Song Mian pulled her up and went out.
Since Yun wants to like the white dress, taking advantage of the warm sunshine in the morning to create a hazy beauty, it is most suitable for shooting this feeling.
The people at the photographer's side began to prepare. The makeup artist Yun thought about bringing Zhou Jie. They have cooperated for so long. Zhou Jie is most familiar with her facial features and understands her mind.
Because it is an ancient dress, this white one also has a gorgeous crown with a silver white jade bead curtain, which will be troublesome in terms of makeup and hairstyle.
It took an hour to order the makeup. After putting on the makeup cloud, I thought about looking at the temperament in the dressing mirror. I felt that I had to take this makeup at one time
What I thought before was taken for granted. I was really interested in taking one or two photos. Cloud was crazy!
It's too much trouble to put on makeup and change clothes.
Turning his head and looking at Song Mian, Yun thought that he was infatuated with flowers in an instant.
Elegant as a jade tree, it does not lean against the wind, and the high China is like a bright moon out of reach.
It's hard to describe his temperament in words. Yun thought about making so many movies and meeting beautiful men in all kinds of ancient clothes, but none of them could match song Mian.
He suddenly smiled as if the ice and snow had melted and everything had returned to spring: "I'm glad that my wife was intoxicated by my dress."
Cloud thought his face was slightly hot and could only urge him: "hurry up, don't waste time!"
Then he ran out with his skirt.
The photographer of this dress is directly defined as Xianxia style. He not only takes photos, but also uses a camera, green cloth and even blower. He plans to deal with it in the later stage.
When Yun thought about it, he didn't take it as a wedding photo, but as a filmmaker with song Mian. Unexpectedly, he became addicted to drama.
I didn't feel tired after shooting all morning. I had lunch, discussed with the staff during the break, came again one afternoon, and finally took two night scenes reluctantly. I really couldn't bear to see the staff.
Although tired, but the spirit is very excited, can't wait to see the shooting effect.
Lying in bed, I couldn't help holding a sweet smile, thinking about making a film and some pictures.
When he woke up satisfied, Yun didn't feel tired at all. He put on the golden suit with full energy.
This set of photographers suggest shooting in the more magnificent interior decoration, so as not to appear abrupt.
Yun thought about it. Of course, he listened to professional opinions, but not all of them were indoors. Song Mian got a lot of peonies and arranged a sea of flowers.
"Eh, where did the peony come from all season?"
Peony blooms in April and may, and the flowering period is very short. It's October now.
"Touch it." Song Mian smiled and motioned to the peony.
Yun thought about it and touched it. The feeling of starting was very strange. It was a little soft, but it was not cloth. It took a little effort, and it was not as thin and fragile as paper: "what kind of texture is this?"
This fake flower is so lifelike that not only the color of the flower is real, but also the color and shape of the leaf veins are very natural.
"It's also a kind of paper." Song Mian said, thinking about the picture of Yun walking into the sea of flowers. The two people holding hands were no longer in the plan, but the photographer felt natural and beautiful.
He took a few photos quietly, especially one. Song Mian took Yunxiang's hand and walked in front. It is estimated that he was worried that Yunxiang's somewhat complicated skirt would be hung up. He turned his head and looked at her gently and concerned.
And Yun thought that he just slightly raised his little face with a happy smile of a little woman's tenderness, as if he had something to say to him.
Such a moment is natural and happy.
The photographer is very satisfied with the gorgeous sea of peonies and half of the ancient buildings behind it.
Yunxiang and song Mian spent a whole day in shooting again. Yunxiang didn't know whether they were addicted or wanted to work hard to meet their desire to shoot with song Mian.
On the third day, they wore the bright red. The scenic spot was the main hall with festive layout, flying red silk, and the wedding room with swaying red candles.
As for the black one, it was taken from the magnificent scenery in the courtyard. It also used a set board, and even temporarily built some, mainly to discharge the atmosphere and dignity of the imperial family.
The plan couldn't keep up with the change. I didn't expect that the four sets would be finished as soon as I arrived here.
"Still shooting?" Song Mian asked her softly.
Cloud thought about it. In fact, he still wanted to shoot, but shook his head: "I used to hear people say that taking art photos and wedding notes are addictive. I don't believe it. Now I find that it's really addictive. Forget it, or it's endless."
Yun doesn't know why others are addicted, but she knows that she is addicted because of the happiness that intoxicates her during taking photos with song Mian, and this feeling will only be taken more and more.
In addition, several feelings have been photographed, and they are almost all these tones. Don't bother them.
"Worship your ancestors the day after tomorrow. You have a day off. If you change your mind and want to shoot, please let me know at any time." Song Mian also felt that it was the most rational decision to let Yun think about taking a breath before she calmed down.
Yun wants to respond obediently. Compared with her family, song Mian doesn't have many things here. There are only two things. Yun wants to do his best.
Take a day off and refresh yourself.
Yun thought he didn't know what ancestor worship was like in ancient times. I heard it was very cumbersome, but the Song family didn't bother here.
Clean your hands, be sincere, offer incense and tell your ancestors.
Then there will be the side branch elders of the song clan who take the genealogy and write the name of Yun Xiang in it.
Things solved in a morning.
When everyone else left for lunch, Yun thought about it and asked, "just record it in the genealogy?"
Before Yun thought about opening his mouth, song Mian said, "I thought it over carefully. It's not infeasible to publicize your kindness to the Min family. In fact, many media in Xiangjiang know that old min likes you, which has no great impact."The reason why Yun thinks he doesn't agree is because there is an inequality between the two. If master min appears, many people will think about what master min can do for Yun. How many high-ranking families and powerful marriages in Xiangjiang?Far from it, just say that the recent marriage between Chang family and Hua family, and I haven't seen anyone who can invite old man min to be the host.At that time, I will guess at Song Mian and stare at Song Mian.Song Mian insisted on inviting master min because marriage must have an impact on Yunxiang's career. Having master min's town will save a lot of trouble and reduce the impact on Yunxiang."Well, listen to you." Yun thought about it and knew that song Mian took pains to consider it for her, so he didn't refuse."Go, put on your makeup and take wedding photos." Song Mian pulled her up and went out.Since Yun wants to like the white dress, taking advantage of the warm sunshine in the morning to create a hazy beauty, it is most suitable for shooting this feeling.The people at the photographer's side began to prepare. The makeup artist Yun thought about bringing Zhou Jie. They have cooperated for so long. Zhou Jie is most familiar with her facial features and understands her mind.Because it is an ancient dress, this white one also has a gorgeous crown with a silver white jade bead curtain, which will be troublesome in terms of makeup and hairstyle.It took an hour to order the makeup. After putting on the makeup cloud, I thought about looking at the temperament in the dressing mirror. I felt that I had to take this makeup at one timeWhat I thought before was taken for granted. I was really interested in taking one or two photos. Cloud was crazy!It's too much trouble to put on makeup and change clothes.Turning his head and looking at Song Mian, Yun thought that he was infatuated with flowers in an instant.Elegant as a jade tree, it does not lean against the wind, and the high China is like a bright moon out of reach.It's hard to describe his temperament in words. Yun thought about making so many movies and meeting beautiful men in all kinds of ancient clothes, but none of them could match song Mian.He suddenly smiled as if the ice and snow had melted and everything had returned to spring: "I'm glad that my wife was intoxicated by my dress."Cloud thought his face was slightly hot and could only urge him: "hurry up, don't waste time!"Then he ran out with his skirt.The photographer of this dress is directly defined as Xianxia style. He not only takes photos, but also uses a camera, green cloth and even blower. He plans to deal with it in the later stage.When Yun thought about it, he didn't take it as a wedding photo, but as a filmmaker with song Mian. Unexpectedly, he became addicted to drama.I didn't feel tired after shooting all morning. I had lunch, discussed with the staff during the break, came again one afternoon, and finally took two night scenes reluctantly. I really couldn't bear to see the staff.Although tired, but the spirit is very excited, can't wait to see the shooting effect.Lying in bed, I couldn't help holding a sweet smile, thinking about making a film and some pictures.When he woke up satisfied, Yun didn't feel tired at all. He put on the golden suit with full energy.This set of photographers suggest shooting in the more magnificent interior decoration, so as not to appear abrupt.Yun thought about it. Of course, he listened to professional opinions, but not all of them were indoors. Song Mian got a lot of peonies and arranged a sea of flowers."Eh, where did the peony come from all season?"Peony blooms in April and may, and the flowering period is very short. It's October now."Touch it." Song Mian smiled and motioned to the peony.Yun thought about it and touched it. The feeling of starting was very strange. It was a little soft, but it was not cloth. It took a little effort, and it was not as thin and fragile as paper: "what kind of texture is this?"This fake flower is so lifelike that not only the color of the flower is real, but also the color and shape of the leaf veins are very natural."It's also a kind of paper." Song Mian said, thinking about the picture of Yun walking into the sea of flowers. The two people holding hands were no longer in the plan, but the photographer felt natural and beautiful.He took a few photos quietly, especially one. Song Mian took Yunxiang's hand and walked in front. It is estimated that he was worried that Yunxiang's somewhat complicated skirt would be hung up. He turned his head and looked at her gently and concerned.And Yun thought that he just slightly raised his little face with a happy smile of a little woman's tenderness, as if he had something to say to him.Such a moment is natural and happy.The photographer is very satisfied with the gorgeous sea of peonies and half of the ancient buildings behind it.Yunxiang and song Mian spent a whole day in shooting again. Yunxiang didn't know whether they were addicted or wanted to work hard to meet their desire to shoot with song Mian.On the third day, they wore the bright red. The scenic spot was the main hall with festive layout, flying red silk, and the wedding room with swaying red candles.As for the black one, it was taken from the magnificent scenery in the courtyard. It also used a set board, and even temporarily built some, mainly to discharge the atmosphere and dignity of the imperial family.The plan couldn't keep up with the change. I didn't expect that the four sets would be finished as soon as I arrived here."Still shooting?" Song Mian asked her softly.Cloud thought about it. In fact, he still wanted to shoot, but shook his head: "I used to hear people say that taking art photos and wedding notes are addictive. I don't believe it. Now I find that it's really addictive. Forget it, or it's endless."Yun doesn't know why others are addicted, but she knows that she is addicted because of the happiness that intoxicates her during taking photos with song Mian, and this feeling will only be taken more and more.In addition, several feelings have been photographed, and they are almost all these tones. Don't bother them."Worship your ancestors the day after tomorrow. You have a day off. If you change your mind and want to shoot, please let me know at any time." Song Mian also felt that it was the most rational decision to let Yun think about taking a breath before she calmed down.Yun wants to respond obediently. Compared with her family, song Mian doesn't have many things here. There are only two things. Yun wants to do his best.Take a day off and refresh yourself.Yun thought he didn't know what ancestor worship was like in ancient times. I heard it was very cumbersome, but the Song family didn't bother here.Clean your hands, be sincere, offer incense and tell your ancestors.Then there will be the side branch elders of the song clan who take the genealogy and write the name of Yun Xiang in it.Things solved in a morning.When everyone else left for lunch, Yun thought about it and asked, "just record it in the genealogy?"
