Chapter 1975: 2024 Let go of that cat and let me come! 8

Chapter 1975 2024 Let go of that cat and let me come! 8
Bai Xiang nodded slightly, and after putting on her makeup, she went to the studio.
There were many people in the studio, and she swept around, wanting to talk to the photographer.
When she found the photographer, she also noticed the words.
He stood next to the photographer. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. He frowned slightly, and immediately raised his hand to pat the photographer on the shoulder, whispering something.
She stood in the aisle five meters apart, watching him greedily, her heart beating like a drum.
What do you say?
When you care about a person, even if he is submerged in a sea of ​​people, you can quickly find him from the sea of ​​people, and you will find that the whole sea of ​​people is dim and dull in comparison with him, only he is clearly branded in the bottom of your eyes. Lingering.
I don't know if Yan Shuo was aware of it. He was talking and suddenly looked sideways. With cynical eyes and a deep smile, she had the illusion of being invisible.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and walked over generously, with a trace of laziness, and she was full of goddess.
"Mr. Yan, I listened to Shengqing just now, thank you." She couldn't speak of enthusiasm, and she smiled a little alienated. Before he could answer, she turned to the photographer and said, "Can we start?"
The photographer nodded: "Yes. You warm up first."
Bai Xiangwei brushed away from Yan Shuo directly to make her own preparations. When posing for the shoot, she was also the most professional. In fact, she couldn't understand why she couldn't satisfy Yan Shuo and why he always watched Is she not pleasing to the eye?
At that time...
Bai Xiangwei's eyes were dark, and it was meaningless to mention the past. He is no longer the young boy who used to be, and she is no longer the young girl who used to be. Now he is completely mature. She looks like a man, and she is also a mature woman. The past is like smoke, and things are different. Thinking about it again is just a sorrow.
"Xiangxiang, the expression is more affectionate, you feel wrong, a little sad, not what I want."
"Sorry." Bai Xiangwei noticed that she was distracted and immediately concentrated, but perhaps a man was lying next to him cynically with her legs crossed, watching the filming with the posture of the emperor, so she couldn't help being distracted.
"It's still not right, the expression is too stiff, take a break first, and you can find your feeling," the photographer said: "What should a woman feel when facing the jewelry she loves, think for yourself."
Bai Xiang was a little embarrassed, the assistant handed her a glass of juice, she walked to the window and blew a cool breeze.
"Sister Xiang, don't be nervous, I think you should do a good job, the photographer is too picky."
Bai Xiangwei smiled carelessly, holding his breath to find the feeling: "The photographer is right, but I didn't find the right feeling."
The assistant fanned her: "It must be that the studio is too hot, and I don't know if the temperature is lowered, it will upset you."
It was because there was someone sitting there, always distracting her unconsciously, Bai Xiang pressed her brow slightly, thinking that there was any way to invite him away, he would not deliberately come to see her making a fool of yourself Right?
A few minutes later, Bai Xiangwei returned to the camera, and everyone was watching.
An arc flashed across the corner of Yan Shuo's mouth, and Bai Xiangwei happened to catch that arc, I wonder if it was a ridicule?
"No, my eyes are wrong, why do I panic more? Affectionate, affectionate?"
(End of this chapter)