Chapter 140 Very Heart-beating
"All roses?" Shen Shijing asked.
The photographer then noticed: "It seems so, but roses are very photogenic."
"Flower thorns." Shen Shijing said.
Ning Baicha then squatted down and took a look. He found that there were indeed many thorns in the rose bed.
"But you're standing too stiffly." The photographer was also a little embarrassed. "The production team didn't realize this when they were setting up the venue. And, look, Teacher Ning has a very fair complexion, which makes her look particularly beautiful against the red roses."
He waved to Shen Shijing and Ning Baicha.
Shen Shijing and Ning Baicha looked at each other, but neither of them took a step forward.
Instead, the photographer admired the photos he took for a while, but when he didn't see them, he urged them, "Come and take a look."
Shen Shijing put his hands in his pockets, looking a little lazy: "Let's go take a look?"
"I think it should look pretty good." Ning Baicha did not take the initiative to move forward. She looked up at the ceiling.
Because the show crew built the tent overnight, there was no air conditioning inside. After a while, both of them had a thin layer of sweat on their bodies.
Ning Baicha wanted to find something to fan himself.
Shen Shijing's eyes looked around and finally landed on a cardboard box not far away. He walked over, picked up the box, and asked the staff: "Is it still useful?"
Everyone is busy.
"It's useless." The staff member said, "Please take it if you need it, Mr. Shen."
Shen Shijing then picked up the paper box, opened it, and tore off a small piece of paper. He fanned it and felt it was okay.
Then he turned around and handed the paper box to Ning Baicha.
"Thank you." Ning Baicha said politely.
Shen Shijing narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little unhappy.
[I feel this passage is a bit touching. ]
[Ask quietly, is anyone supporting Shen Shijing and Ning Baicha? I searched the entire internet, but couldn't find any CP fans for them. I think they have a lot in common, so why isn't anyone supporting them?]
[It's not that no one is interested, it's that someone deliberately destroyed the old nest. I just created a group. If you are interested, please PM me and we can chat privately. ]
Seeing that the two men didn't move, the photographer simply walked up to them and showed them the camera in his hand.
“Look, the photos are really good.”
Shen Shijing and Ning Baicha's eyes then fell on the photo on the camera.
In the photo, the expressions of the two people are a little stiff, but their movements are very natural, and there is an inexplicable sense of incongruity.
"It's really good." Shen Shijing narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly asked, "Can I decorate the chair with roses, sit on the chair, and let Cha Cha sit on my lap with a rose in her mouth?"
【！ ！ ！ The picture makes me feel so horny just thinking about it. 】
[No, my nose is bleeding! ]
[Ahhh! This scene is so amazing just by imagining it! ]
[Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, you took such sexy photos with Ning Baicha here, how are you going to explain it to Xuanxuan when you go back? ]
[Is there anything you want to explain? From what we can see so far, there is no sign of any emotional connection between Shen Shijing and Ning Baixuan.]
[Sisters, don't mind it, Xuanxuan and Shen Shijing are a perfect match! After all, this is a show, and Mr. Shen can't be cold to Ning Baicha, so he has to respect her.]
[Does anyone know who Ning Baixuan took the photo with? ]
[And Anke...if someone saw what was going on over there...hmm...it wouldn't be good.]
When the photographer heard Shen Shijing's suggestion, his eyes almost lit up: "This is a good idea, but it will take a little long. Can you wait?"
"No problem." Shen Shijing said.
Ning Baicha also fully cooperated: "My problem is not big either."
The staff went to look for props.
Because both of their outfits were very modern and particularly fashionable, the photographer requested a chair with a more postmodern feel.
I looked for seven or eight chairs, but couldn't find a suitable one.
In desperation, the staff had to go to the market to purchase again.
I searched for a while before I found it. When I came back with the stool, it was almost dusk.
Shen Shijing and Ning Baicha were not idle either. They sat in the flower bed and cut out the flowers they needed.
This picture is very beautiful. Even if they don’t talk, the two people quietly doing the same thing makes people feel very warm.
Many people took screenshots and used them as screensavers.
[The picture is so beautiful. ]
[I was suddenly attracted by this shot, and somehow I felt that Ai Mo Jie wasn't that annoying anymore. ]
[Wow, my CP must be together! ]
[I like it very much. I like it very much. ]
The two of them had already cut nearly a basket of roses.
Shen Shijing glanced at Ning Baicha's hand, then he reached out and grabbed her wrist and took the scissors from her hand.
"That's enough," he said.
Ning Baicha nodded: "That should be enough."
Shen Shijing pried open her fingers and looked at them again and again: "There is blood on the palm."
"I must have been accidentally scratched by the thorns of the rose." Ning Baicha didn't take it too seriously. After all, scratches are common when practicing dancing. It's normal.
Shen Shijing raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "Why didn't you say so earlier."
Ning Baicha was stunned for a moment.
"Wait a moment." Shen Shijing let go of his hand, stood up and walked towards the staff.
Ning Baicha touched his forehead, a little unresponsive.
She was not sure whether Shen Shijing was acting or expressing his true feelings just now?
"There are alcohol and iodine." Shen Shijing came back quickly and reached out to Ning Baicha.
Ning Baicha hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and held his hand.
Shen Shijing used a little force and pulled her up, and he carried her to the rest area.
There was a small sofa over there, and the two of them ate lunch on this sofa at noon.
After he placed Ning Baicha on the sofa, he half-knelt in front of her and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Ning Baicha stretched out her hand and looked down at him.
Shen Shijing seemed to have a lot of experience in dealing with wounds, and his work was very efficient. He first disinfected her wound and then applied iodine.
"The wound is not big, just a simple disinfection will do." Shen Shijing said.
Ning Baicha hummed.
Shen Shijing raised his head and looked at her, and found that Ning Baicha's eyes were particularly gentle.
This was a kind of tenderness that she herself was not aware of.
The expression on Shen Shijing's face was obviously frozen for a moment, and then he slowly let go of his hand, looked at Ning Baicha and said, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing." Ning Baicha withdrew his gaze.
Just for a moment, she felt that Shen Shijing looked like someone.
But that person is now in another world, and it is impossible for her to see him again.
Shen Shijing leaned over to Ning Baicha's ear and whispered, "Are you moved?"