The car soon arrived at the B&B where the cosplay was shot last time.

Wu Jianwen, who was supposed to arrive on time, was late. Chen Wen and the other two waited at the bottom of the community for more than ten minutes before Wu Jianwen arrived in a hurry.

"Sorry, sorry!" Wu Jianwen got out of his car and took out the shooting equipment from the trunk while apologizing, "The road is too congested."

"It's okay, I didn't wait long." Chen Wen shook his head and stepped forward to help move the equipment together.

The four of them took the elevator all the way to the B&B, and Wu Jianwen began to arrange the shooting scene. Chen Wen and Jiang Qiuyi led Ding Zeyu into the bedroom and prepared to change his clothes.

"Can Auntie go out first?" Ding Zeyu took off his coat and was about to take off his pants when he subconsciously looked at Jiang Qiuyi and said hesitantly.

"A little brat can still be shy?" Jiang Qiuyi looked surprised and said with a smile, "What's so good about your figure?"

"I won't show it to you." After Jiang Qiuyi said this, Ding Zeyu insisted, "It's okay for men and women not to be intimate."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Qiuyi waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, "Your uncle has seen more than you, so he doesn't care."

Seeing his aunt leaving, Ding Zeyu quickly took off his pants and clothes, leaving only his underwear, and then put on his cosplay suit under Chen Wen's instructions.

My wife, Zenitsu, was wearing a very straight black top and trousers, with a very conspicuous white belt.

There is a bright yellow soft windbreaker on the outside, which is dotted with white triangle patterns.

The calf was tied with leggings of the same color, and finally a pair of clogs were put on.

Ding Zeyu touched the clothes on his body and looked at the mirror next to him. He was very curious.

After finishing these things, Chen Wen called Jiang Qiuyi who was waiting outside.

"Is it done?" Jiang Qiu poked his head in and saw that Ding Zeyu was fully dressed, so he came in to put on his wig.

My wife Zenitsu's hairstyle is, how should I say, like long strips of yellow strips forming a seaweed-like shape.

Such a wig was put on Ding Zeyu's head by Jiang Qiu. Jiang Qiu took a few steps back, took a look, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Ding Zeyu: "???"

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look like it?"

"The bodies are quite similar, forget about the faces." Jiang Qiu covered her mouth and smiled.

Ding Zeyu walked to the mirror again and looked up and down.

They are all very similar...but this face is particularly inconsistent...

After all, he is a character in a cosplay anime. There is still a big gap between the real face and the two-dimensional face. If you don’t imitate it through makeup, it is basically difficult to cosplay the face.

"How about I help you put on your makeup?" Jiang Qiuyi stood aside and recommended with a smile, arms folded.

Chen Wen was confused: "Didn't you say that he doesn't need to show his face?"

"Aunt?!" Hearing his uncle's words, Ding Zeyu immediately looked at his aunt warily, and the hairs on his body stood up subconsciously.

"What are you doing???" Jiang Qiuyi was speechless, "Isn't it because you are not satisfied with yourself? I just want to help you."

"Real or false?" Ding Zeyu expressed doubts.

"Ding Zeyu!" Jiang Qiuyi sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom angrily, patted his thigh, and became full of melancholy again, "Do you know how good I am to you?"

"I injured my knee and I'm still thinking about how to prepare a room for you to rest here."

"Keep everything new."

"We agreed to reconcile last night, but you treat me like this today?"

"Auntie is really sad."

"..." Ding Zeyu couldn't resist, and took several steps back, not knowing what to say.

As soon as Jiang Qiu said this classic quote about her aunt's Bible, Ding Zeyu was naturally embarrassed to continue doubting her.

But don't even think about putting on makeup, it's a waste of time.

He is also waiting to eat steak hot pot barbecue.

Wearing a cosplay suit and walking out of the bedroom, Ding Zeyu walked into the shooting location arranged by Wu Jianwen under the instructions of his uncle.

Because I was just shooting some easter eggs for display at the end of Chen Wen’s handmade video, the shooting requirements were not high.

The focus is on the thunder blade in Ding Zeyu's hand, rather than the overall cosplay effect.

As long as Lei Ren highlights a handsome character, Ding Zeyu himself is not important, he is just a tool man.

Under the guidance of Wu Jianwen, Ding Zeyu assumed various poses and made various explosive moves.

For example, the thunder blade is fastened to the waist, one hand is holding the blade, the other hand is holding the handle, one foot is in front and the other is behind, and the expression is like a thinker, as if he is about to perform the sword drawing technique.

Another example is slowly drawing out the sword, holding the handle with both hands, and slashing straight forward. If it can be matched with a flash of sword light, it will be perfect.

"Your nephew is more relaxed than you." Wu Jianwen joked to Chen Wen during the break.

Compared with Ding Zeyu, who is still in the severe middle age, Chen Wen is basically more reserved and restrained in many poses, and rarely has the feeling of being open and closed.

But Ding Zeyu is just the opposite.

Ding Zeyu showed enough restraint by not shouting "Thunder Breath·One Shape·Thunder Flash" at the moment when he swung the sword.

Of course, none of this matters.

During the filming, Wu Jianwen's camera focused most of the time on the thunder blade in Ding Zeyu's hand. After all, this is today's protagonist.

As long as the breathtaking and exquisite thunder pattern effect on the Thunder Blade Sword is displayed, it doesn't matter whether Ding Zeyu's own movements of swinging the sword are regular or not.

Anyway, they can all be edited.

"Boss Gu Wen, can I please do you a favor?" Before continuing to shoot, Wu Jianwen took advantage of Jiang Qiu's time to go to the toilet, walked up to Chen Wen and asked in a low voice.

"Huh? You say."

"Your home is in Hangzhou, right?"

"Um."

"Then if you have friends in Hangzhou who need photography in the future, can you recommend me?" Wu Jianwen scratched his head and asked.

Chen Wen was surprised: "You want to take the order from Hangcheng?"

"Actually, I'm already picking it up." Wu Jianwen said in a low voice, "I'm late today because I just came from Hangzhou and picked up an event for a comic exhibition."

"Are you really planning to move?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Wu Jianwen shook his head and didn't say anything, "I'm just giving it a try first, just to expand my business. Hangzhou is also quite close to Shanghai."

"Okay, I'll call you if I need anything."

"Thank you very much."

Wu Jianwen thanked him, picked up the camera, and continued filming.

Ding Zeyu was not too tired. While they were resting, he was still looking for a feeling in the middle of the shooting location, dancing and having fun with the thunder blade.

At the request of the young nephew himself, after Wu Jianwen finished filming all the shots, he filmed a solo show of Ding, My Wife Shanyi and Zeyu for him.

After all, it’s rare for a little guy to cosplay once, experience the feeling of an anime character, and have a great time shooting a short video. It’s a good idea to keep it as a souvenir.

"Thanks a lot."

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when the shooting was completed.

Chen Wen and Ding Zeyu helped move the filming equipment back to the trunk of Wu Jianwen's car.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Wu Jianwen waved his hands and said with a smile, "My little nephew is very cooperative and well-behaved."

"When I saw your devil aunt's video before, I thought she was a naughty kid."

"..." Ding Zeyu was quite happy to be praised, but as soon as he heard the second half of the sentence, his whole face suddenly darkened.

hateful!

Farewell to Wu Jianwen, Jiang Qiuyi held down Ding Zeyu's head and rubbed it, raised his right hand and shouted: "Let's go~ let's go play~"

"Auntie, don't touch my head."

"Auntie is so kind to you, your knee is injured..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ding Zeyu now felt his head hurt as soon as he heard the beginning, "Auntie, I was wrong! Stop talking, stop talking!"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled and rubbed his nephew's head again, looking like a winner.

Because Yintai is not far away from here, the three of them didn't call for a taxi and just took a leisurely walk there.

It was just after four o'clock when we arrived.

Before arriving at the hotel, Chen Wen and Jiang Qiu took Ding Zeyu around the mall, bought milk tea, ate some snacks, and finally walked into the video game area to play games with Ding Zeyu for a while.

When they played until half past five, the three of them entered a barbecue restaurant.

This time, Chen Wen became a tool, roasting vegetables for the two people next to him the whole time. Only when Jiang Qiuyi remembered, was he rewarded with a piece of barbecue.

"Xiaoyu is in sixth grade now, right? Will he be promoted to junior high school after the summer vacation next year?" Jiang Qiuyi handed the juice to Chen Wen's mouth, let him take a sip, and then took it back to drink himself.

"Yeah." Ding Zeyu picked up the barbecue with chopsticks, dipped it in the delicious sauce, wrapped it in lettuce leaves, and stuffed it into his mouth, "After the Chinese New Year, it's the last semester of elementary school."

"Then your current grades are quite good, right? Keep it up, and try to go to Wenlan or Yucai in junior high school." Jiang Qiuyi held up his chopsticks and thought for a while, "No. 13 Middle School seems to be pretty good too."
To be continued...