The sky was still dark and the spring was chilly. Wensha stood under a dim streetlight and kept looking at the intersection. Her fair face looked sleepy and she didn't put on any makeup. She was holding a big bag in her hand, which was full of herself.
Favorite clothes and shoes.
After waiting for a few more minutes, a minibus appeared at the intersection and parked slowly. When the door opened, Wensha still didn't dare to recognize it, and Yao Yuan stuck his head out of the window:
"boarding!"
"oh!"
Wensha carried her bag and got into the car. Seven people were already sitting inside, including Xu Meng.
She paused, left the empty seat, and ran over to join Xu Meng. Xu Meng glanced at her and wondered: "Why are you squeezing with me? Is it cold or is there a ghost in the car?"
"Hehe, this location is good."
Wensha stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling man, but took the initiative to get closer. Because she could see that Mr. Yao was most concerned about herself and Xu Meng, so it would be wrong to establish a good relationship first.
The CMB ran around in a big circle and picked up all the girls.
They were sitting in a dark car, with only a streetlight flashing faintly outside the window from time to time. It was originally a sad scene, but they were all excited, talking in low voices about taking pictures.
The training is over, most of them are excellent, only two people are close, but Yao Yuan also stayed.
Since there is still a trial period, there is no harm in observing it for another month.
When the sky was dark, China and Pakistan arrived at a photography studio. 20 beautiful girls were blooming like flowers and butterflies. They entered the studio under the dumbfounded gaze of the photographer.
The space is quite large, with a dedicated dressing room and changing room.
Yao Yuan asked them to take out their clothes first, hang them up in a row, and work with the photographer to help them match them. Some were assigned their own clothes, and some had similar figures, so they borrowed others' clothes.
Finally, I started putting on makeup.
Yao Yuan took the brochure he had compiled and communicated with the photographer again, what style he wanted, and it was OK if each person left 2 photos.
Therefore, you should highlight your most salient characteristics.
After studying for a while, the shooting officially started, and the first one was Xu Meng.
Xu Meng is 173cm tall, her chest is not protruding, but her legs are long and straight. She is wearing a pair of denim shorts, a white shirt on top, and a knot at the hem, revealing her beautiful slim waist. On her feet are a pair of
Little short boots.
"Be natural, have a natural expression!"
"Don't be distracted, look at the camera!"
After all, he had no experience, so the photographer spent a lot of effort to get Xu Meng into the mood.
But after taking a few sets, Yao Yuan looked at the results and was not satisfied. The legs were indeed showing, but they lacked the brightest point. He thought for a while and said: "Bring me the bag."
Wensha handed over the big bag very discerningly.
Yao Yuan was fully prepared. He opened the brush, pulled out something like a robot cat, and threw it to Xu Meng: "Put it on!"
"What the hell?"
"Put it on!"
Xu Meng stretched out her hands and pulled open the tight, semi-transparent, alluring red stockings. Her face was full of doubt. I have never been so promiscuous selling wine before!
She looked at Yao Yuan's face and didn't dare to refuse. She ran in dejectedly and put on some clothes, then came out.
Wow!
Everyone's eyes lit up. This red thread was wrapped around Xu Meng's leg, like a goblin sucking blood and covering it with sharp blades.
The photographer was also very excited.
Because there was no fashion at all in China at this time, and the celebrities were all like mountain cannons. They were on the cover, and Chai He Niu was on the red carpet, and each one looked more sleazy than the other.
If we really want to say that things have changed, Fan Xiaopang tirelessly went to Cannes to attend the red carpet and started the fashion road for domestic stars.
"Come on and take another set!"
"That's right! Much better than before!"
The photographer was bursting with inspiration and kept taking pictures. Finally, he wanted to do something big and asked: "Have you ever learned to dance?"
“Does hula hoop count?”
"Okay, try pressing one leg against the wall and lift it as high as you can."
Xu Meng did as he was told. He raised his thigh and the red thread hit the white wall.
"No, it's too low!"
"Raise it higher, it's best to be a straight horse! Come over and help me!"
"I'll come, I'll come..."
A few people who were watching the excitement and were not afraid of serious trouble rushed over, hugged their arms and legs, and broke them up.
"Ah... it's broken! It's broken!"
"No, no, no, these are my legs, why are you just arguing with me? Oh, I'll go!"
"hold onto!"
The photographer took the time to take pictures, and the studio burst into laughter, filling the air with joy.
………………
Unknowingly, the night has deepened.
The girl who had something to do left first, and the girl who had nothing to do stayed to watch the fun. When it was Wensha's turn, she felt a little drowsy from waiting, so she washed her face and refreshed herself.
I went in and changed my clothes. I wore a small white printed suspender on my upper body, loose short pajamas on my lower body, and a pair of white socks.
There are some props in the shed, arranged like a living room, with carpets, a coffee table, and a sofa. The lights are warm, as if the sunset is shining in from the window.
Wensha was asked to lean on the sofa and hold a water glass as if drinking water.
"Okay, don't move!"
"It feels great, look! Give me a look!"
The photographer had a feast for his eyes today and sighed while taking pictures, what does this grandson do? Where can he find so many good-looking girls? Not only are they good-looking, but their voices are also nice. Not only are they nice, but they are also good at talking.
Just now, a girl handed me a cup of coffee.
What do you think she called me?
She called me brother!
Ouch!
The photographer was so distraught that he wished he could give her 200 yuan.
After finishing another set, he felt that he performed well. Unexpectedly, Yao Yuan shook his head after tasting the pictures.
"Isn't this enough?"
"Almost feels like it."
"Brother, your demands are too high. Let me tell you, I have reached the peak of my career today. You can't be picky!"
“I’m not nitpicking, I really feel like it’s almost there.”
Yao Yuan didn't have a clue for a while. He rummaged through his bag and thought about which of the props inside could be used, but they were all close.
Then he came to Wensha again. Wensha was wearing a down jacket and was freezing. She looked at him like a lost lamb with her eyes. Yao Yuan also stared at her.
"..."
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Can you take off your socks?"
"all right."
Without saying a word, Wensha took off her socks, revealing a pair of white and tender little feet that everyone would want to take a bite of.
Hey, this feels right!
"No need to wear socks...Who, Xu Meng, go make a cup of coffee!"
"Are you thirsty?"
"Go as you are told, and make sure the foam comes out. If not, just do it again and again."
"Then let me buy you a bag of washing powder, okay?"
"Tsk!"
Before being beaten, Xu Meng brewed a cup of coffee, and a layer of foam formed in the cup.
Yao Yuan handed it to Wensha and explained: "You take a sip first and let your lips be covered with foam. Hold the cup in your hand, lie down on the sofa, lift your feet up, and sway back and forth. Do you understand?"
"Um!"
"Okay, continue!"
Fuck~trough~
The photographer was already amazed, he really knows how to play!
"good!"
"Perfect!"
As the photographer shouted, Wensha's shooting was completed.
In a short period of time, the photographer once again reached the peak of his career, feeling that every inch and every inch of the lens captured the man.
artwork!
Simply a work of art!
He couldn't help but have an unfriendly thought, and then he felt his shoulders sink. Yao Yuan firmly grabbed his thoughts and said:
"Brother, let me remind you, don't keep the negatives privately, and don't use the photos without our permission. If you don't understand, just read the contract. If you think you are really not afraid of trouble..."
"How can that be done? How can that be done? I have always abided by the law."
"That's good. You have good skills and can cooperate for a long time."
On the other side, Wensha was still on the sofa, looking at the two people holding hands, and seemed to realize: Oh, Mr. Yao likes mouth and feet!