Chapter 349: last scene

  Chapter 349 The last scene

   After making a fuss for a while, a staff member came in to ask An Chen to go out.

  The last scene is about to start, and Ji Xuan and the other three also follow behind. When they arrived at the place, An Chen stared at the setting in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

   "Uncle Xia, you are amazing." An Chen found the direction where Xia Jin was.

   This is a big tree, a tree that has lost all its leaves a long time ago, but now it is full of flowers.

   "The props group has been working on it for two days, and the flowers are all bought at the flower shop. It's amazing."

  Xia Jin looked at the tree with uncommon satisfaction, so he hurriedly asked people to get everything ready and waited for the filming to start.

   Now An Chen was taken away by the stylist again, Xia Jin suddenly had an idea, and after discussing with the screenwriter, he found a stylist. After receiving the settings, the stylist began to torment An Chen.

  The stylist and makeup artist took things and began to work on An Chen's face, but they were not doing makeup, but painting.

  Here he was tossing, and when he went to the production team, he was also digging through the warehouse to find something. After searching for a long time, he finally found what Xia Jin wanted in a small wooden box.

   "Director, I found the half-face mask." The staff member of the props team walked over excitedly holding the things.

   "I'll add chicken legs to your box lunch, hahaha, send it to An Chen's stylist." After Xia Jin finished speaking, he continued to adjust the position of the camera.

  An Chen could clearly feel the pen brushing across his face, it was numb and itchy, but as he was drawing, An Chen almost closed his eyes and fell asleep.

   "You're done!" An Chen heard the voice of the makeup artist and the high-fives of the two.

  An Chen opened his eyes, and the self in the mirror was quite different from before. His facial features remained the same, but there was something more on the left cheek. This was the shape the two had drawn for a long time.

  It looks like bloodshot and pattern, it can also be said to be a pattern made of bloodshot, in short, it looks very distinctive and has a different aesthetic feeling.

   "It might be scary if it grows on other people's faces, but it's really just right for you." The makeup artist didn't hesitate to praise her.

   "Almost forgot, there is also this mask. Director Xia specially asked someone to find it." The stylist put the mask on An Chen's face, but it was not too tight, which was also explained by Xia Jin.

   This mask is also very special, unlike others, this golden mask is only a quarter of the size of the face, just covering An Chen's face.

The makeup artist who put on An Chen's makeup had also learned special effects makeup before, so the things they painted just now were really lifelike, just like the effects that came with An Chen's face, without any added bluntness feel.

   Waiting for the scene to be ready, it will be time. It's time to start shooting. An Chen is already ready at his position.

   "An Chen's 278th mirror for the first time, start!" The recorder knocked on the board, and then retreated to the side.

   It was another early spring, at the beginning of a season full of hope, Mu Ci sat under a tree and rested with his eyes closed.

  Suddenly I felt my nose itchy, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the petals from the tree had floated to my body, and the small white flowers were clean.

  This is a forest where almost no one passes by, and it can be regarded as a quiet peach blossom garden without being disturbed.

   Mu Ci held the sword, folded his hands in front of his chest, and leaned lazily on the tree trunk, letting the petals float on his body.

  Time seemed to be suspended at this moment, Mu Ci's head was lying on his shoulder, half of the mask on his left cheek had slipped off, and the pattern around his face was faintly visible.

  The entire forest was still silent, not even the sound of birds chirping. The camera gradually receded, stretching the frame until Mu Ci's figure became a blur.

  (end of this chapter)