My Sister is Very Obsessive

After Tang Qing handed the guqin to her sister, the elder sister held the guqin, and happily went to the stone pavilion to study the structure of the guqin.

I was about to go to Shiting with my sister, but was stopped by Tang Qing.

So, I turned around and looked at her confusedly.

"Put this wig on!"

With that, she handed me a wig.

"This..." I put my hand behind my back, and looked at the wig that Tang Qing was holding with some hesitation, "Can I not wear it?"

"It's more atmospheric to wear! Apart from the three of us, there is no one else here, so don't be embarrassed!"

After speaking, she forced the wig into my hand.

In fact, what I want to say is that it is because you are here that I feel embarrassed.

"Will you wear it?"

Tang Qing saw that I was just looking at the wig over and over again, and it didn't seem that I wanted to wear it, so I doubted whether I would not wear it.

"Yes, it should!"

I nodded lightly and touched the wig in my hand over and over again. It felt exactly like touching real hair, so I looked at her curiously,

"What is this wig made of?"

"Hair!" Tang Qing turned around and explained to me while supporting the tripod, "These hairs are all bought from the barber shop."

"Those customers don't want it after cutting it?"

"how is this possible!"

Tang Qing turned his head, with a speechless expression on his face,

"Some girls with long hair, if suddenly one day they don't want to have long hair, they will sell them to barbershops, but there are very few people selling hair now, so that's why wigs made of real hair are all It's expensive."

It turns out that hair can also be sold, but it can be regarded as a posture.

"Then this wig...isn't it expensive!"

"This one is very cheap. You don't think it looks like real hair. In fact, it's synthetic."

"How did you know?" I was a little surprised, and felt that Tang Qing seemed to know a lot.

"You pull out one of your own hair, and then pull out the hair of a wig, burn them with fire, and then compare them a little bit and it's OK!"

After saying that, Tang Qing put the camera on the tripod, then turned around, looked at me, patted his palm with a little dust, and urged me,

"Hurry up and put on your wig, and go back to chat after the filming is over. I'm burning money every minute at the moment. I'm a little anxious for you."

Costs for costumes and props are 61 hours, and the photographer is 111 hours, adding up to a total of 161 hours. On average, every minute is two yuan and sixty-seven cents.

Seeing that she was more anxious than me, I couldn't help laughing, and put the wig in my hand on my head.

It felt quite uncomfortable, especially on the back, most of the hair was hanging down on my back, but a small part of it got into my back collar and landed on my neck, feeling a little itchy and uncomfortable.

I raised my hand and scratched it twice, but didn't say much.

After Tang Qing carefully checked the instrument again, she shouted to her sister who was sitting in the stone pavilion, playing with the guqin curiously,

"Shen Yan, come here, let's discuss the pose."

"I'm coming!"

The elder sister threw the guqin on the table, then made an exaggerated run, stepped on the guardrail of the stone pavilion, and jumped out directly.

The supple hair, the wide sleeves, the loose skirt, and the fringed streamers hanging down from the neckline and tied around the waist all swayed in the wind, making a slight hula-la sound.

With my sister's extremely poor motor nerves, she dared to make such a bold move, which really made me jump.

"Hey, you don't want to die."

I hurried up, hoping to catch her before she fell to the ground, otherwise she would be in pain.

I couldn't catch her in the end, but she didn't fall to the ground either.

To my surprise, she landed smoothly on the ground.

"Haha!" My sister stretched out her little hand and grabbed my arm, as if she didn't notice the lingering expression on my face, she still smiled heartlessly, "How about it, when I jumped up, was there Dunhuang Feitian? The feeling of the picture."

"Don't do such a dangerous thing again!"

I raised my hand very angrily and gave her a shudder, ignoring the aggrieved expression on her face, I bent over and lowered my head, stretched out my hand and gently rubbed her calf,

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" My sister's voice was full of grievances.

As soon as I heard him say it hurt, my heart suddenly lifted up, and I immediately squatted down and gently rubbed her slender calf.

"Where does it hurt!"

"My head hurts!"

"Brain..." The movements in my hand stagnated for a while, and I immediately understood that she was blaming me for hurting her with the 'explosive chestnut' I gave her just now.

Since she still has the heart to act coquettishly and scream with me, it means that her legs should be fine.

So, I clapped my hands and stood up, restrained my smile, and looked at her sideways,

"You deserve it! It hurts you so that you don't do such dangerous things again in the future."

"Where's the danger!" My sister took a step forward with a face of disapproval and looked at me with her little face raised, "With such a little height, it's not as tall as my calf!"

"Looks like you haven't realized what you've done wrong!"

I stroked my sleeves angrily, then raised my hand, bent my knuckles, and faced her forehead.

My sister was immediately frightened by my battle. The burst of chestnuts just now really hurt a bit. You must know that in her memory, the number of times my brother knocked her on the forehead so hard is very rare.

It seems that my brother is really angry this time.

"Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses!"

My sister muttered something in her heart, then closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, and threw herself into my arms with a cowardly look on her face.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong, I'll never dare again!"

My bent knuckles gently landed on top of her head, and my sister's body in my arms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

I was a little surprised by her reaction, and then the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

I really didn't expect that my sister was so cowardly.

"I really know I'm wrong!" I restrained my smile and suppressed it.

"I know, I really know!" The elder sister who was hugging my waist nodded vigorously.

"Okay then!" I gently pushed her out of my arms, then supported her soft pink shoulders, and reminded her again with a serious expression, "I'll forgive you this time, and I won't be an example!"

"I promise!" My sister raised her little hand and looked at me with a serious expression, as if I swear.

Women often say that a man's swearing is like a fart. In fact, I want to say that my sister's promise is similar to that of a man. Basically, I said it today, and I will forget it tomorrow.

"puff!"

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and then gently put my palm on my sister's forehead.

Maybe it was really hurt by my knock just now. When I put my palm on it, she closed her eyes in fear and shrank her neck.

"Hey!" Her reaction made me a little uncomfortable, "Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

Pretending to be seen through by me, my sister opened her beautiful big eyes and stuck out her tongue cutely at me,

"Alright, alright, let's go over and hear how Sister Qing arranged it!"

As she said that, she giggled and put my arm into her arms, and dragged me towards Tang Qing's direction.