The group walked into the desert.
Meng Xu's shooting location was on the back of Mingsha Mountain, some distance from the area where tourists gathered. The sand dunes were clean and untouched by footprints.
The sun had begun to set in the west, and the light turned from white to pale gold, shining warmly on the sand.
The guests, dressed in their respective Dunhuang costumes, walked in front.
Shen Yuzhou's royal blue robe stood out against the sand, while Jiang Wantang's flying apsara costume was blown by the wind, her colorful scarf fluttering in the breeze.
The people following behind were also of different colors, and from a distance they looked like a group of people who had walked out of a mural.
Qiguan Yuan and Pei Yubai walked at the back.
The crimson hem and the dark black corner of the robe were occasionally lifted by the wind, overlapping and then separating.
We encountered several groups of tourists along the way.
The first people they noticed were Shen Yuzhou and Jiang Wantang, who were walking at the front. Someone recognized them and took out their phone to take a few pictures.
Then someone saw Qiguan Yuan and Pei Yubai behind them, and the phone was turned completely around.
"Is that Pei Yubai?"
Who's that next to you?
" Qiguan Yuan! It's Qiguan Yuan! Yuanyuan!!! Ahhhhh, ahhhhh!! I'm Xiao Yuan Grains!!!"
This crazy Xiao Yuan Grains successfully drew Qiguan Yuan's attention, who was talking to Pei Yubai.
When Qiguan Yuan's gaze fell upon her, Xiao Yuan Grains felt so happy she almost fainted.
But she couldn't get close enough to see Yuanyuan, sob sob sob.
More and more people gathered.
Meng Xu had made preparations in advance, and the security personnel he brought had set up two lines to separate the tourists and guests.
They chose a relatively remote location.
Even though it's just filming a TV show, you can't act like a diva, because filming a TV show means taking up the best spots.
This is unfair to other tourists who have come all this way for sightseeing.
The phone was held up, taking pictures from various angles.
Bathed in the light of the setting sun, Qiguan Yuan's face, with its silver hair and red dress, looked flawless; every candid photo taken by a passerby looked like it had been professionally edited.
Cheng Yanqiu walked in the middle of the group, glanced back at Qiguan Yuan, then turned back to Lin Yanru and said, "Let me tell you, Weibo is definitely going to explode tonight."
Then, when she looked up, she saw that Su He'an's eyes were glued to Lin Yanru.
I quickly made an excuse and slipped away.
She should go find Shen Yuzhou, the single guy. Goodness, everyone around her is a couple; only Shen Yuzhou can offer her some comfort.
After all, that guy doesn't seem like the type to have a girlfriend.
Of course, Cheng Yanqiu was right.
Almost at the same time they appeared on the sand dunes, pictures started appearing online.
It started with a few tourists posting on Weibo, with a picture of Qiguan Yuan taken from afar, and the caption was only one line. "I ran into Qiguan Yuan and Pei Yubai at Mingsha Mountain. They are a million times more handsome in person than in photos."
Then came more pictures, more angles.
Qiguan Yuan view, Pei Yubai's back view, the two walking side by side in profile, the moment the wind blew Qiguan Yuan's shawl.
Almost immediately, the term "Dunhuang costumes" became the number one trending topic.
The show's official account took the opportunity to release a set of high-definition photos.
The photographer took this picture on a sand dune. Qiguan Yuan stood on the ridgeline, the setting sun shining down on him from behind. His crimson clothes were soaked in light, and his shawl spread out in the wind. The gauze material was translucent, and the golden-red gradient blended into the sunset.
Pei Yubai stood beside him, his dark robe billowing backward in the wind, revealing the camel bell belt around his waist, its dark red piping gleaming in the light.
The comments section is completely out of control.
Some people explained that this is Dunhuang culture.
Someone asked where they could buy this outfit.
Most people are still appreciating the beauty filters.
However, it did generate a significant amount of publicity for the location, resulting in a surge in traffic.
Pei Yubai kept making a small movement while taking the photos.
The photographer had Qiguan Yuan alone, while Pei Yubai stood by the camera waiting, his expression calm and revealing nothing.
However, Qiguan Yuan moved a little to the left, he would move a little to the left as well.
Qiguan Yuan walked to the right, and he also walked to the right.
Silently, they always managed to perfectly block the view of the onlookers.
The photographer changed the angle to shoot Qiguan Yuan's back, and Pei Yubai changed his position accordingly.
This time, he simply stood directly behind Qiguan Yuan, his dark robe obscuring Qiguan Yuan.
" Teacher Pei, could you please move aside?" The photographer peeked out from behind the viewfinder.
Pei Yubai glanced at him and moved half a step to the side. Just half a step.
Qiguan Yuan remains obscured.
The cameraman was quite helpless; if he couldn't figure out what Pei Yubai was doing, he'd be a fool.
Qiguan Yuan turned around and glanced at him, a slight smile curving his lips.
Pei Yubai's expression remained unchanged, and he naturally moved further, completely blocking the camera.
Photographer: "..."
He seems to be Teacher Qiguan's paparazzi, right? Not Film Emperor Pei, is he?
He looked up and met the gaze of Pei Yubai's cameraman, who looked completely speechless.
The two looked at each other in silence.
" Pei Yubai," Qiguan Yuan called to him.
Pei Yubai walked over.
Qiguan Yuan looked at him, the smile in his eyes growing more and more obvious.
Pei Yubai's face was filled with "I don't want others to see," but he wouldn't say it out loud, instead using various small gestures to block it.
After taking the last set of photos, Pei Yubai stood in front of Qiguan Yuan again.
This time Qiguan Yuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He raised his hand, grabbed Pei Yubai's collar, and pulled him back, his fingers gripping the collar of the dark robe.
Pei Yubai's outer robe was ripped off.
Pei Yubai turned around to look at him.
Qiguan Yuan unfolded his dark outer robe and draped it over himself.
The robe was too big; the shoulder line drooped to his upper arm, and the hem trailed on the sand.
The crimson wide-leg trousers and gold waist chain were concealed underneath, leaving only the thin gold chain around her ankles showing.
He pulled his collar tighter, the dark fabric making his face appear even paler.
Then he raised his eyes, his gaze moving down from Pei Yubai's face.
Without the outer robe to cover him, Pei Yubai's upper body was fully exposed.
He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The outline of his chest muscles is clearly visible under the thin fabric. His abdominal muscles are also well-defined, not exaggeratedly bulky, but very evenly developed. The two V-lines on his sides taper down and are tucked into his belt.
Both arms were exposed, with prominent veins on the forearms extending from the wrists to the elbows.
Qiguan Yuan's gaze lingered on Pei Yubai's pectoral muscles for two seconds, then moved to his abdominal muscles and lingered for two seconds.
Then he reached out, placed his fingers on Pei Yubai's chest, and traced the lines of the muscles downwards.
Finally, it stops at the lowest part of the abdominal muscles.
"Your body is truly alluring." Qiguan Yuan looked up at him, her voice laced with amusement and something else entirely. " Pei Yubai, you're seducing me too."
Pei Yubai grabbed his hand and pressed it onto his own abs, preventing him from pulling it away.
The abdominal muscles hardened slightly under Qiguan Yuan's palm, and body heat emanated through the thin inner garment.
"They're all yours." Pei Yubai's voice lowered, his lips almost touching his ear, "Touch them as you please."
The photographer stood to the side with his equipment, the lens pointed at the two people.
In the scene, Pei Yubai has his back to the camera, his black inner garment tucked into his waist, the outline of his shoulder blades faintly visible beneath the fabric.
Her waist wasn't particularly thin, but her upper body was very well-defined, and her back muscles were spread out, making her look like a quiet leopard standing on the sand.
The chat in the live stream wasn't just spamming; it was overflowing.
[Holy crap Pei Yubai is carrying me on his back, I'm dead!]
[I want to lick that waist, those shoulders, those arms!]
[That waist looks like it has real strength.]
[ Pei Yubai's physique is the epitome of the "slim when dressed, muscular when undressed" type, oh my god!]
[Hehehe, look at that waist, that figure, I wonder if Yuanyuan will faint, cough cough cough]
[Upon close observation, I think Yuanyuan's waist and abdomen are quite prominent.]
[Oh my god, are there any artists who have posted pictures? This looks so delicious!]
Qiguan Yuan, with Pei Yubai holding his hand down, simply didn't pull it back.
His fingers lightly traced a circle on Pei Yubai's abs, his nails scraping the fabric and leaving a shallow crease.
Then he withdrew his hand and wrapped Pei Yubai's outer robe tightly around himself. The dark robe billowed in the wind, overlapping with the crimson hem that was showing underneath.
"Let's go, Teacher Pei..." Qiguan Yuan winked at him.