Chapter 982 Five Flavors

Snap!

A small ball of juice suddenly exploded on the lower side of the apple. Although it was colorless, it made people hallucinate that blood and brain matter were exploding.

But what was more eye-catching was Qin Jue's face. Her chin was slightly raised, and her eye sockets near the tail were wide open, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were furrowed fiercely. The pleasure and arrogance rushed to her face, and the grinning mouth added a bit of madness.

The right hand holding the gun still had traces of dark brown plasma, which was attached to the mahogany grip of the pistol, as if a pool of blood was hidden in the shadow of the street. The apple pointed at by the muzzle was too bright red against the black hair, silver gun and white skin, like a concentrated life, fresh and brilliant, and was hit by a bullet, and exploded with blood and flesh.

Shen Zhenzhen and others watched with goose bumps.

People who were not at the scene could not feel the crazy momentum Qin Jue exuded at this moment. It felt like a murderer standing there. He loved killing, and loved it so purely. There was a strong passion in the depths of his soul. Even if the person being killed was himself, he still felt happy.

"Very good!" Zuo Qingxi was the calmest person present except Qin Jue.

He knew his own theme design best. Others might be scared or impressed by the handsomeness of this photo at first glance, but they could get many interpretations after careful consideration.

Apple can be life or ideal, and Qin Jue who "shot" the apple can be mentally ill, desperate and pessimistic, or a person who was satisfied and died for his cause.

Qin Jue, who had completed a snapshot, was chewing an apple again.

After firing the gun just now, she fell on her back, but relying on her good waist and strong core strength, she stopped halfway back, and caught the falling apple and put it into her mouth very naturally.

She shot the apple herself, and she ate it in the end, which is a kind of "self-production and self-sale".

"Want to see it?" Zuo Qingxi walked over with a smile.

This photo is very tense, and he had a great time taking it.

Qin Jue responded with a "hmm", holding the apple in his mouth and leaning over to look at it, with his empty hand giving a thumbs up.

[Ah... (still frightened) (patting his chest) (slowly falling to the ground)]

[What a contrast, so cute]

[The shot just now scared me, and this behind-the-scenes footage alone is so explosive]

[Teacher Qin's effortless entry and exit of the play is really scary. . . I already want to watch the recording and scroll through the progress bar repeatedly. It feels like the shooting and the end of the shooting are completely different people]

[It seems like he is killing people in the last second, and he is carelessly biting the apple in the next second. I said it can be salty or sweet! ]

[It's so funny, why is the party dispute starting again]

[Objection! It's obviously spicy! Brother Jue is so spicy!!! Spicy party, come and gather! (Screaming)]

[Here we go]

[Hold the banner of the spicy party! ]

Photos were taken one by one, and comments were floating by. Hu Changjian not only brought back a model gun, but also brought some unsharpened weapons. It was obvious that it was Cheng Zheng or Sen Ran's instruction. Qin Jue had a lot of fun during the shooting process and in between shootings. He looked like a Samoyed that was fed with toys, although the actual lethality was extremely strong...

"Time is almost up." Hu Changjian reminded him soon after.

Qin Jue, who was strolling in front of the shadowless wall, stopped kicking the dagger as a shuttlecock after hearing this. He raised his shoe upper and hooked his toes, and the dagger was caught in the air and returned to his palm.

She handed the weapon to Hu Changjian holding the blade end, waiting to send it back to the Qinke Experience Hall for recycling, and then asked Zuo Qingxi about the progress.

There were a total of two sets of pictures taken by Zuo Qingxi, and the main classification criteria were makeup. Whether it is the sweater fishing net apple or the shirt dagger group of flowers, many high-quality raw pictures have been produced. Just the preview makes the fans excited in front of the screen.

Zuo Qingxi has never had the experience of shooting a live broadcast. It is better to say that there are very few artists like Qin Jue who are bold enough to make their work transparent. Even if it is based on the general operation idea, celebrities should pay attention to confidentiality when taking magazine photos and daily photos, so that there will be surprises when they are made public. Qin Jue doesn't care about this at all. He said that live broadcast is live broadcast, and even let the fans decide which photos to choose from the same set of pictures.

"No problem, I will hand over to your studio later." Zuo Qingxi checked it again.

Qin Jue said that her family would pick some, the photographer would pick some, and finally post nine photos as a group on V blog.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Jue shook his hand with him. "For the rest of the raw photos, unless Mr. Zuo and Brother Liao are very dissatisfied, please give them to me."

She planned to send them to her family slowly. After all, the external and internal are different. The family has more benefits, which is reasonable.

Zuo Qingxi's time was also accurate. It was almost half past twelve after the shooting. Several people packed up the equipment and personal belongings and left the studio.

The live broadcast room turned black. When it lit up, they were already in the car. Qin Jue was pressing the phone to send a voice message.

"Take it. If I didn't have a schedule later, I would treat you to a meal at noon.

"It's okay. It's just that I can't be there, so I settled the bill remotely. You two should have something good.

"Okay, thank you two teachers today. We will cooperate again if there is a chance."

Qin Jue smiled and put down the phone, leaned back, and saw the bullet screen on the drone display. He remembered it again, woke up the screen again, clicked into the home, and flipped up the bullet pool.

As she watched, she exclaimed again: "You guys are developing very fast. How come all the spicy party members are coming out?"

[Hahahahahahahahaha]

[You never thought about it (dog holding a rose in its mouth)

[Hehehe, I am a spicy party member who is riding on the fence]

[Damn, I'm in the sweet and spicy camp, the sweet and spicy little wolf is the real one! ]

"So many tricks." Qin Jue couldn't bear to look at it, and continued to flip through the historical comments, "...what the hell is sour."

[You can't imagine it! ! ! (again)

[Hey, the kind that teases people is the sour wolf~ It tickles people's hearts like sparkling water (*/ω＼*)]

[For example, Qin Feng is a classic salty and sour flavor! Handsome and teasing!]

[On the surface, I am a salty party, but in fact I am a sweet party. When necessary, I am a spicy party. When the little wolf is happy to open, I am a sour party who is willing to be hooked! (Thumbs up)]

"Uh." Qin Jue frowned his face after removing his makeup, "Is salty and sour taste really delicious? If this goes on, I will doubt your diet."

[Why is it not delicious! Salted plums are delicious!] The comments argued.

"Ah, okay, okay." Qin Jue surrendered and skipped this topic. Not long after, it became the subway old man's mobile phone.jpg, "Wait a minute Later, if you said Qin Jue was suffering, come out here. "

[Hahahahahahahahaha burp]

[Appeared! Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, five flavors, Jue Juezi! (bushi]

[What does bitter mean? Hahahaha, I came late and I can't understand everyone's train of thought]

[It's about Teacher Qin's work status! Dedicated, serious and hard-working!]

[That's right, it was so hard to dive repeatedly in "Non-Geese"! How can there be such a hard-working actor now——]

[Come and repeat with me: Qin Jue's suffering is really hard!]

"What bitterness? This is not okay."

Qin Jue frowned and looked at the barrage of "explaining reasons" for a while, and scolded without any politeness, "Can you stop playing miserable for me? Everything else doesn't matter, this is enough!"