Chapter 462

It's not that she didn't hear an Zhi say this before, but at that time, she didn't see anything with her own eyes and didn't understand an Zhi's way of doing things, so she just ignored it. Today, after listening to Jiang An Zhi again, Feng LAN finally understood An Zhi's meaning.

I can't iron my heart.

Looking at the two people suddenly biting their ears and whispering, Li Yuezhen got a toothache.

However, one of them just came back from the ski manor, and the other has been to Hainan. Both of them know that the way of dog abuse is not common, so they are not surprised.

As long as the eyes reach the place, avoid them, the world is beautiful!

After a while, the staff came in and invited them to take photos, so three tall, powerful and handsome men set out with the little princess.

The studio took a picture of each of them individually and asked them to take a group photo together.

Fenglanchu and Zhuang are not proficient in this aspect of business. In the lens and strong light, fenglanchu's words are dull.

But Jiang yuezhuo is different. They stand under the studio and raise their eyes. The capital is like ink painting, flowing and eye-catching.

Zhuang Shu and Feng Lanchu looked at the three of them enviously, just like a country man.

"It's OK. After all, we don't mix in the entertainment industry. It doesn't matter how well we take photos. It's just like taking ID photos." Zhuangzi, No. 1, a big old roughneck, has seriously solved the problem.

"..." at the beginning of No.2 wind haze, it makes sense.

So the beginning of wind LAN no longer tangled with their business level, the whole process only when to visit.

Looking at her home an in front of the camera with ease, the appearance of a degree of advance and retreat, the bottom of Fenglan's heart is full of admiration.

Of course, the photographer is also very satisfied. Jiang An is a first-class professional. Almost every photo of him can be produced, and there is no need to repair it.

However, when I think of Anzhi playing photography, I'm still the God of photography. On the contrary, the photographer is a little nervous. After all, what should I do if I want to take a picture of the God.

Jiang Anzhi is not as tricky as the photographer imagined. After taking a picture, he looks for teacher Xiaofeng to sit in line.

For a moment, the photographer was lost in his heart. He didn't want to be criticized by Dashen, but he was eager to get his comments. He was in a complicated mood.

Jiang An is not a man who cares about others. He goes around to fenglanchu and sits down and continues to watch his mobile phone.

Feng LAN takes a look at him for the first time, but it's funny. Mr. Jiang doesn't take a mobile phone at home, and he becomes a mobile phone controller outside.

The old God of Jiang'an handed her the mobile phone to her on the ground. They appeared in the hot search of Yangshi.

"Eh?" The wind haze beginning doubts ground gather in the past, brush up micro blog together with him.

The attention of the on-site staff was originally on the couple. When they saw that the shooting was over, they immediately gathered together to look at their mobile phones. They could not help but envy and sigh.

Jiangfeng fishing fire is really sweet. Online dog killing deserves its reputation.

After Li Yue and Qin Zhuo finished taking photos, the program over there began to record.

There are studio pictures in the lounge, and people sit around in front of the TV to watch the recording process.

After the opening ceremony, the host read out the deeds of the first typical person, then put on the VCR, and then invited the real person to come on stage and give awards.

After a while, the staff came and asked them to prepare.

So a few people got up and went out with the staff.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Xiaofeng. We'll be with you." Qin Zhuo comforted him.

Feng LAN Chu nodded with a smile: "well, I'm not nervous."

Originally, I was very nervous, but looking at this group of familiar friends, anyway, with them, I was not so nervous.