Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Chapter 57: The War Without Gunfire

Filming officially began.

Lin Bei let Song Qingning take the first shot.

She stood by the window, one hand on her hip, looking at the camera sideways with clean, crisp movements and no superfluous expressions.

Lin Bei took a few pictures, watched the playback, and nodded: "Hmm, not bad, quite natural."

Song Qingning was satisfied and leaned over to take a look at the screen.

She reached out and tapped the screen: "Next time before you press the shutter, remember to remind me so I can pull in my stomach."

Lin Bei smiled and said, "Okay."

Then, Wu Xiaoxun made her appearance.

She stood next to the sofa, her hands behind her back, head tilted slightly, her pigtails sliding down her shoulders.

When Lin Bei raised his camera and aimed it at Wu Xiaoxun, she suddenly changed her posture.

She changed to holding the hem of her skirt with both hands, slightly bending her knees, making a very shallow curtsy, and smiling when she looked up at the camera.

After Lin Bei pressed the shutter, Wu Xiaoxun quickly walked over to watch the playback.

Because she got so close, her hair brushed against Lin Bei's chin.

Lin Bei subconsciously tilted the camera towards her so she could see it.

"Cough cough..."

Song Qingning suddenly cleared her throat by the window.

Although the voice wasn't loud, it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Wu Xiaoxun smiled mischievously, stuck out her pink tongue, and then returned to the same spot.

At this moment, Song Qingning walked to the sofa, put her hand on the back of the sofa, and stood sideways to let Lin Bei take pictures.

The legs of her denim shorts were half an inch longer than her usual hot pants.

But the waistline is just right, and the shirt hem is tucked in, making the legs look longer than usual.

Lin Bei had just taken two photos when Song Qingning suddenly spoke up, "Wait a minute!"

Then, she unbuttoned the top button of her shirt, revealing a small patch of skin below her collarbone.

Lin Bei saw this scene through the viewfinder.

But now he's just an emotionless cameraman, saying nothing.

Wu Xiaoxun stood by and watched for a while, then turned around, picked up the white short-sleeved T-shirt and denim shorts from the coffee table, and went into the bathroom.

When she came out again, she had changed into an outfit almost identical to Song Qingning's.

She walked over and stood next to Song Qingning; the two looked like twins wearing matching outfits.

"Brother Lin Bei, let's take a group photo like this."

"I'll stand on one side, Qingning and I will each stand on the other. Who do you want to stand on the left?"

"Whatever," Lin Bei replied expressionlessly, holding his camera.

"Then I'll stand on the left, it's closer to the camera." Wu Xiaoxun moved a step to the left.

Song Qingning took a few deep breaths, a forced smile on her face: "It doesn't matter which side you stand on, the camera isn't angled."

Wu Xiaoxun swept a strand of her ponytail over her shoulder, tilted her head and smiled: "The lighting is better on the left, the photos will look better."

Song Qingning didn't continue arguing, but straightened her back a little more and tucked her chin in slightly.

"Click!" Lin Bei pressed the shutter.

Then, Wu Xiaoxun changed into a denim mini skirt and took another set of photos.

She stood by the window with her back to it, turning to look at the camera. Sunlight streamed in from the window behind her, gilding her hair with gold.

Watching from the side, Song Qingning suddenly spoke up: "Won't the face look too dark in this backlit photo?"

Wu Xiaoxun turned around and said sweetly, "No, Brother Lin Bei will adjust the parameters."

Song Qingning: "How did you know?"

Lin Bei interrupted their conversation directly: "Both of you, be quiet and lift your chins up a bit."

"Yes, keep it like that."

After Song Qingning and Wu Xiaoxun finished filming, it was Su Qianqian's turn.

She has two dresses.

The first outfit was a fitted waist dress, and the second outfit was a white long dress.

After Su Qianqian changed into a white dress, she walked out of the bedroom.

The other two girls in the living room fell silent at the same time.

Wu Xiaoxun was posing by the window when she saw Su Qianqian come out, and her hand froze in mid-air, forgetting to put it down.

The white dress had an extremely simple cut, without any decoration; it was just a clean, white long dress.

The only advantage is that the fabric has an excellent drape, and when you walk, the hem of the skirt will sway gently like ripples on water.

Su Qianqian tucked one side of her hair behind her ear, revealing a very thin silver collarbone chain around her neck.

That was something I took off and put back on when I was changing clothes.

Song Qingning's eyes lit up as well.

Then, she patted Lin Bei on the back and asked, "Did you specially pick out this dress for Qianqian?"

"This is so unfair! They gave Qianqian a custom-made version, but we only got the basic version."

Wu Xiaoxun, unusually, didn't respond, but instead lowered her head and tugged at the floral pattern on her skirt.

She looked up at Su Qianqian's white dress and unconsciously pouted.

Su Qianqian stood by the window, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, and slightly turned her head to look out the window.

Lin Bei picked up his camera, looked at the scene through the viewfinder, and nodded in satisfaction.

Bringing Su Qianqian here was definitely the right thing to do.

With her looks, figure, and the aura she exudes, she's even better than a professional model.

The photos I take later don't need any post-processing; they can be used directly on the store's homepage.

Moreover, he already had a title in mind.

When they were halfway through the shoot, Song Qingning asked to shoot an extra set of photos in a sitting position.

She sat on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, her body slightly leaning forward, her elbows resting on her knees, supporting her chin, and her gaze directed upwards towards the camera.

Wu Xiaoxun rolled her eyes when she saw this pose.

When it was her turn to take photos while seated, she changed to a completely different pose.

Wu Xiaoxun sat sideways on the edge of the sofa, her legs together and tilted to one side, her hands on her knees, her back straight, tilting her head to look at the camera, and when she smiled, her two little tiger teeth were just revealed.

The two of them were like this, fighting a war without gunpowder.

After Song Qingning finished taking a set of photos, she walked over to Lin Bei and looked at the monitor.

She poked the screen with her finger: "This composition is bad, that lighting is bad."

Wu Xiaoxun also came over after finishing a set of photos.

She didn't comment on the composition or the lighting, but tilted her head and looked at Lin Bei: "Brother Lin Bei, is it pretty?"

The voice was soft and sweet.

Two girls stood on either side of Lin Bei, their elbows almost touching his shoulders.

"Brother Lin Bei, do you think my look is good?"

Wu Xiaoxun tiptoed.

"Lin Bei, what do you think of that profile picture from earlier?"

Song Qingning's voice came from the other side.

"Brother Lin Bei..."

"Lin Bei..."

Lin Bei took the camera off his face, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, he first turned his head half a circle to the left and looked at Wu Xiaoxun: "Beautiful, very beautiful."

Then, he turned his head half a circle to the right and said to Song Qingning, "That's good too."

After saying that, he raised the camera and said, "I need to check the memory card. You guys have some water and rest for a bit."

He took two steps back and hurriedly fled this war without gunfire.