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Chapter 6 Shooting One

"Very good, Nan, I will tell you the details on the way. Everyone, hurry up and get ready, let's go!" Yang Zhao was a little proud of his own vision. This girl has the potential to become a star.

Vivian was very proud of her "work". After working all night, it was worth it. The group of people got into several cars and set off. Pan Ling also got into the car with her dreamy skirt. It was really

It's very inconvenient.

"Why did you come here too?" Pan Ling asked strangely when he saw George getting into the car.

"I'm a guide." George replied expressionlessly. There was indeed no one who knew the terrain here better than him, but Alf beside him always felt something was a little strange.

The car drove for less than twenty minutes. After rounding a small hillside, an endless meadow appeared in front of everyone's eyes, full of wild flowers of various colors, especially the golden yellow grass, daisies and dandelions.

It spread all over the mountains and plains, almost becoming a golden ocean.

"Oh my god, it's so beautiful!" Pan Ling almost screamed. She was so excited that before the car stopped, she opened the door and jumped out with her skirt in hand. She immediately got carried away and plunged into the sea of ​​flowers.

"Nan, be careful with your skirt, don't run around!" Vivian quickly followed her, like an old lady.

The staff were busy, Yang Zhao was on the side to guide and supervise, and Pan Ling was also watched by Vivian to stop him from running around. Standing in place, she had to pick a bunch of wild flowers and make a corolla for fun.

An yelled, saying it would stain her clothes and hands.

"I'm so bored, I can't do anything. I keep standing, standing, standing. If it weren't for fifty thousand dollars, I wouldn't suffer this. I would rather go to a martial arts school to teach taekwondo, go to a fitness center to teach dancing, and then..." Pan

Ling Bai complained softly in boredom, holding a dandelion in his hand and picking off the petals one by one.

"Isn't it boring? You can kill flowers with your hands!" Alf saw Pan Ling wandering around with her lips pouting and muttering, and couldn't help but come over to give her a few words. In fact, he also liked the scenery here very much. Every time before

When I come to play, I always come here to have a picnic with George and William. It’s really beautiful!

Pan Ling glared at him and ignored him. Alf chuckled. He suddenly remembered something important and asked, "Did Yang talk about it when he signed the contract with you yesterday? You can't show your face in the entire advertisement, no.

I'm sorry, this is the decision of the board of directors." When the plan came down, he originally wanted to fight for her, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he had no position.

"I've told you, it's so to my liking. I originally wanted to tell him to make me a little blurry, but mainly to take pictures of you." Pan Ling didn't care at all, but was very satisfied.

Alf is no longer so surprised now. It seems that this girl doesn't want to be famous at all, but doesn't being famous mean she can make more money? Isn't money her ultimate goal? "I thought you would be angry, I don't think this is a

A good chance to become famous?" he asked doubtfully.

"I don't want to be famous." Her tone of matter-of-factness was not artificial at all. Doesn't she have ambition? But everyone has their own ambitions, and not everyone wants to enter the entertainment industry.

"Nan, it's time to start shooting, hurry up and get ready." Vivian ran over and told Pan Ling, and Pan Ling followed Vivian to get ready with her dreamy skirt.

Alf looked at her back and frowned slightly. She really couldn't figure it out.

When all the preparations were in place, the shooting began. Yang Zhao ordered Pan Ling to run among the flowers and let the camera chase behind her to shoot, or do some actions according to his requirements. Pan Ling jumped and jumped among the flowers.

, and also smile brightly, letting the hair fly and jump naturally in the wind. The extremely elastic and tough long black hair seems to be alive, flying up and down under the blowing of the breeze and the dynamic movement of jumping. The first

Every strand of hair is full of vitality, and the hair flows in a perfect arc, undulating gently like the waves blown by the wind on the lake.

Yang Zhao was very satisfied with the results and asked the staff to bring in a large hair dryer to blow Pan Ling's long hair with a relatively strong wind. Pan Ling held a large bouquet of wild flowers in his hand and lowered his eyes slightly.

The flying long hair blew past her cheeks, and the staff next to her kept adjusting her hair, making the long hair fly and vaguely cover her face, like a black veil.

Shrouded in it, you can only vaguely see her long black eyelashes and sweet and attractive pink lips. The fresh and natural flowers and beautiful sexy hair form a pure, hazy and mysterious atmosphere, and completely blur the lines of her face.

And facial features, this kind of looming beauty is brought to the extreme, mysterious and attractive, Alf and George were distracted for a while.

Yang Zhao was so satisfied that he kept praising her. Pan Ling was simply his muse, giving him endless inspiration. It was so perfect. After he finished shooting this group, he announced that he would take a break, touch up his makeup, and adjust his shooting equipment.

Next, I’m going to take pictures of Pan Ling and Alf.

The rivalry scene between the two of them is relatively simple. The main thing is that Pan Ling runs in front and Alf chases behind. Of course, running must be artistic, not just running around casually. When shooting at the beginning, the two of them always grabbed each other.

The rhythm couldn't be controlled, and the picture effect of the whole scene was not ideal. Yang Zhao was a little anxious and took pictures over and over again, sometimes with close shots, sometimes with long shots. The staff were exhausted, and Pan Ling and Alf were also a little impatient.

, this can only be taken when the time comes?

"I'm so hungry! I get hungry easily when I exercise!" Pan Ling complained, holding his almost hungry belly. Yang Zhao asked them to take a rest. He hoped to find a solution to the problem. Alf was beside him, and the two of them discussed.

What were they talking about? Pan Ling was too lazy to care about them. She only cared about her growling stomach. She looked at the time and saw it was already noon. Oh my god, when can we have lunch? As soon as she saw Vivian, she pulled her and asked:

"Weiwei, when will we have lunch?"

"Giuliano means to go back to the castle after the shooting. We didn't bring any food. I'm afraid you have to endure it and go back to eat after the shooting." Vivian said apologetically. This is a common thing in the modeling industry.

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"No, when will that happen? I will starve to death!" If it weren't for the fact that everyone was working hungry and no one complained, she would have rushed to Yang Zhao to protest. Pan Ling complained while

He grabbed Vivian's collar and shook her hard until she was dizzy. Although she was taller, Pan Ling's strength was too great.

"This is my leftover snack. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you!" George appeared next to Lan Li holding half a pack of biscuits, a pack of potato chips, and a piece of chocolate. He usually doesn't eat snacks, but

I almost didn't eat breakfast today, so I brought some snacks.

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