Lan Bowen, who was about to leave, refused to leave after hearing these words. He casually leaned against the wine cabinet next to him, as if he was watching a show.
Chen Jing looked at Shengcheng flattered: "Did I hear you right? Will you record it for me?"
Sheng Kuang walked up to the two of them, as if he hadn't heard what Chen Jing said, he lowered his eyes and asked Lin Jing, "Can I come?"
Lin Jing came back to his senses and said, "Okay."
After a pause, she quickly handed her mobile phone to Shengjian: "Use mine. It will be more convenient for editing then, otherwise it will be very troublesome to pass it around."
Sheng Kuang stared at her phone for two seconds, then took out his own phone: "You'd better use mine."
Lin Jing said oh and put the phone away.
Lan Bowen, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but "tsk" twice.
Lin Jing glanced at him subconsciously, not understanding why he was gloating over his misfortune.
Chen Jing is an idol who has a lot of baggage and a lot of requirements, including a sense of atmosphere and a sense of structure.
Faced with his constant demands, Shengchang was more straightforward than him. He stood in front of him, raised his phone and started recording.
Chen Jing took a mirror and straightened his hair for a long time, then struck a pose that he thought was cool: "Let's get started."
Sheng Kuang glanced at the phone in his hand and was silent for two seconds: "The recording is over."
Chen Jing: "?"
"Is the recording finished?" Chen Jing stretched out his hand: "Give me a look."
Sheng Kuang stretched out his arm and handed the phone to Chen Jing.
Chen Jing took it, clicked into the photo album, and clicked on the video he just recorded.
Not five seconds later, he raised his head: "Sheng Kuang, I am your uncle, what the hell are you recording? Do you know how to record? Look at this angle, ordinary people who are tricky will never figure it out, you are really a
The video genius is comparable to a funny mirror! Do you know what a funny mirror is? A handsome person can make you look really cool, and a bad guy can make you look really cool."
Lin Jing was sitting on the table next to her, with her feet in the air, hugging the box of potato chips, swinging her legs and chewing happily. When she suddenly heard the word "mirror," she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Chen Jing slowly turned his head to look at her.
Lin Jing quickly swallowed the potato chips in his mouth: "I'm not laughing at you."
Chen Jing looked at her without saying anything.
It seemed that he was very angry at the grand occasion, and the child was so angry that he stopped talking.
Lin Jing thought for two seconds, put down the bag of potato chips, jumped down from the table, took out a tissue and wiped his fingers, then walked over: "Let me take a look."
It was okay not to read it. After reading it, Lin Jing also fell silent.
Chen Jing: "How is it?"
Lin Jing glanced at Shengcheng and said, "It's quite a spectacle."
Chen Jing, who finally found resonance, instantly became more confident: "Look, look, Sister Lin said the same thing, I don't care, just re-record it for me, re-record it!"
Lin Jingzhen felt that it was impossible to satisfy Chen Jing with such a strange video angle of the grand occasion.
She walked around to Sheng Cheng, stood on tiptoes, and helped him adjust the angle: "If you shoot from this angle, the Chen Jing will look better. Also, if you shoot like this..."
Sheng Kuang looked at Lin Jing, who was helping Chen Jing find an angle with a serious look on his face. He was silent for a while and asked: "You are like this when you shoot me?"
Lin Jing raised his head: "Ah?"
His question was a bit confusing, so she reacted and realized that what he was asking was whether she also used various angles when photographing him.
Lin Jing shook his head: "No."
Sheng Kuang looked at her, narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
Lin Jing's attention returned to Chen Jing's hand on his mobile phone. She tilted her head and observed how to take a good picture, and said: "You don't need it."
"..."
"It looks great no matter how you take it."
"..."
"You don't need to find an angle like him."
Chen Jing: "..."
Shengchen suppressed the raised corners of his lips and said, "Oh."
Ram Bowen: "Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Lin Jing glanced over at him again and saw him rubbing his fingers to his mouth and staring at them with interest.
It seems to look very good.
She blinked and waited for the grand occasion to start recording from her perspective, then took a few steps back.
Chen Jing had a lot of demands, and although Sheng Cheng was very impatient, he still complied with his various unreasonable demands with a cold face.
Lin Jing slowly opened his mouth and lost his voice for a moment.
Her voice was so soft that only Lan Bowen heard it and turned his head towards her.
Lin Jing gave him a look that I understood, and then continued to look at Sheng Kuang and Chen Jing.
…Don’t tell me, it’s quite beautiful.
Lin Jing suddenly had an inspiration, took out his mobile phone, and recorded a short section of the scene in front of him.
At six o'clock the next night, the yls team got the video that Lin Jing had completely edited. After adding sound effects and some simple special effects, the video looked much more interesting.
Everyone was satisfied, except Chen Jing: "I showed my face, but why is there a picture-in-picture next to the scene where I show my face, which is a shot of me taken by the grand occasion? Is this my shot or the shot of the grand occasion?