Lighting, OK! Lens, zoom in, give a close-up, OK! Sprinkle flowers, OK! Breeze, OK! Rainstorm. . . . . . Kakaka! ! ! Director, it should be the time when the sun is setting in front of the flowers and the breeze is blowing. I should look back and smile tenderly. Where did the heavy rain come from? Hey, hey, how come the lights of the three people over there are more dazzling than mine? Uncle, you are too biased. We want low carbon! Low carbon! Turn off the lights! What! It's still so dazzling when the lights are turned off. Sure enough, people with good family backgrounds and good looks shine brightly wherever they go. Forget it, let's not argue with them. I am the heroine, hahahaha! ! !