Lan Bowen, who was about to leave, stopped when he heard this. He casually leaned against the nearby wine cabinet, looking like he was about to watch a show.
Chen Jing looked at Sheng Kuang, flattered, "Did I hear that right? You're filming for me?"
Sheng Kuang walked up to the two of them, seemingly not hearing Chen Jing. He lowered his eyelids and asked Lin Jing, "Is it okay if I do it?"
Lin Jing came back to her senses, "It's fine."
She paused, then quickly handed her phone to Sheng Kuang, "Use mine, it'll be easier to edit later. Otherwise, transferring it back and forth is too much trouble."
Sheng Kuang stared at her phone for two seconds, then took out his own, "Let's use mine."
Lin Jing said "oh" and put her phone away.
Lan Bowen, standing nearby, couldn't help but make a few "tsk tsk" sounds.
Lin Jing subconsciously glanced at him, not quite understanding what he was gloating about.
Chen Jing was quite image-conscious and had a lot of demands, wanting atmospheric and structural qualities.
Facing Chen Jing's incessant demands, Sheng Kuang was much more straightforward. He stood in front of Chen Jing, raised his phone, and started recording.
Chen Jing spent a long time adjusting his hair with a mirror and struck a pose he thought was very handsome, "Let's start."
Sheng Kuang glanced at the phone in his hand and was silent for two seconds. "I'm done."
"Done?" Chen Jing reached out, "Let me see."
Sheng Kuang extended his arm and handed the phone to Chen Jing.
Chen Jing took it, opened the album, and played the video he had just recorded.
Before five seconds passed, he looked up. "Sheng Kuang, I'm your grandpa, what the hell did you record? Do you even know how to film? Look at this angle, it's so tricky that no ordinary person would think of it. You're a genius at recording, comparable to a funhouse mirror! Do you know what a funhouse mirror is? It makes handsome people look like twisted gourds and ugly melons, and it makes twisted gourds and ugly melons look incredibly handsome."
Lin Jing was sitting on a nearby table, her legs dangling, happily munching on a bag of chips. When she suddenly heard the words "funhouse mirror," she couldn't help but let out a snicker.
Chen Jing slowly turned his head to look at her.
Lin Jing quickly swallowed the chips in her mouth, "I wasn't laughing at you."
Chen Jing looked at her without speaking.
It seemed Sheng Kuang had angered him quite a bit, so much so that he had stopped his non-stop chatter.
Lin Jing thought for two seconds, put down the chip bag, jumped off the table, took out a tissue to wipe her fingers, and then walked over, "Let me see."
It would have been better if she hadn't looked, but after watching, Lin Jing also fell silent.
Chen Jing asked, "How is it?"
Lin Jing glanced towards Sheng Kuang, "It is quite funhouse-mirror-like."
Chen Jing, finally finding someone who agreed with him, became instantly more confident. "See? See, Lin meimei also says so. I don't care, you have to re-record it! Re-record!"
Lin Jing truly felt that Sheng Kuang's peculiar recording angles would never satisfy Chen Jing.
She walked around to Sheng Kuang's front, stood on her tiptoes, and adjusted the angle for him. "If you film from this angle, Chen Jing will look better. Also, like this..."
Sheng Kuang looked at Lin Jing, who was earnestly finding the right angle for Chen Jing, and was silent for a moment before asking, "Did you do this when you filmed me?"
Lin Jing looked up, "Huh?"
His question was a bit abrupt, and she took a moment to realize he was asking if she had also tried various angles when filming him.
Lin Jing shook her head, "No."
Sheng Kuang looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and didn't say anything.
Lin Jing's attention returned to Chen Jing in his phone. She tilted her head, observing how to film him attractively, and said, "You don't need to."
"..."
"You look good no matter how you're filmed."
"..."
"You don't need to find angles like him."
Chen Jing: "..."
Sheng Kuang suppressed a smile, "Oh."
Lan Bowen: "Tsk tsk tsk."
Lin Jing glanced at him again, seeing him rubbing his lips and looking at them with interest.
It seemed like a good show.
She blinked her eyes. After Sheng Kuang started recording according to her angle, she stepped back a few paces.
Chen Jing had a lot of demands, and although Sheng Kuang was impatient, he still maintained a cold expression and fulfilled all his unreasonable requests.
Lin Jing slowly opened her mouth and let out a soft "ah."
Her voice was very quiet, and only Lan Bowen heard it. He turned his head towards her.
Lin Jing gave him a look that said "I understand," and then continued to watch Sheng Kuang and Chen Jing.
... Honestly, it was quite good.
Lin Jing suddenly had an inspiration. She took out her phone and recorded a short clip of the scene. Su Dan Novel Network.
The next evening at six o'clock, the yLs team received 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 for Chen Jing. "My face is shown, but why is there a picture-in-picture next to my face, showing Sheng Kuang filming me? Is this my shot or Sheng Kuang's shot?"