Chapter 179

In front of the computer is chatting happily, Sheng Enron's agent suddenly a face sorry to go to interrupt.

"I'm sorry, Enron has a notice in the afternoon, so please hurry up shooting."

Ye Huanyan hastened to tell everyone to go back to you. Clapping hands, he could only light the lights.

Ling Han stood in the same place for a while, and Xiao Dong reminded him,

"Mr. Ling, it's Mr. Li. He's coming to visit us."

Ling Han nodded, "let's go and meet at the door."

Li is always one of Sheng Enron's pursuers, and appreciates her very much. This endorsement can promote, most of it is Sheng Enron's credit.

Mr. Li is also a big customer of Huanyu.

It can be seen from the fact that Ling Han himself went to the door to meet him.

Under the white curtain, Sheng Enron changed into a pink sequined skirt. This is a new spring style from laibaoli, which focuses on the girls' market. From bracelets to necklaces, earrings and rings, it is a series, named "Cherry Blossom love".

At the moment, Sheng Enron looks witty, holding his skirt on tiptoe, showing a sweet smile to the camera.

"OK, here we are..." the photographer gave a thumbs up.

Sheng Enron took a look in the past, but he was not satisfied with it. "The light doesn't seem to work very well. It would be much better if it was also lighted here. The reflector. Find someone to add a reflector here."

The people who are in charge of lighting on site are all professional. It's definitely not good to find anyone. Only Xiao Zhao, who is in charge of the lamp stand, has learned lighting.

"Just you. Come here and help with the reflector."

The photographer waved, then scratched his head and frowned,

"Then you have to find someone to look at the lampstand. Two days ago, there was something wrong with the lampstand's foot, so you have to hold it a little bit."

"Isn't Secretary Ye idle?" Sheng Enron suddenly looks in the direction of Ye Huanyan.

Photographer Wang Leng Leng, looking at the distance is staring at the computer to see the picture of Ye Huanyan, a thigh, pedal pedal ran past.

"Secretary ye, can you do me a favor?"

Ye Huanyan is looking at the later help to repair the picture, smell speech turned, meet the photographer, smile, "help what help, you photography I can't very good."

"It's OK. There's a lamp stand over there. Just look after it for me. Two days ago, there was something wrong with one leg of the triangle lamp stand. When I use it, I need someone to support it."

Ye Huanyan looked around, and all of them performed their duties. It seemed that she was idle, so she agreed.

"All right."

The black lampstand is more than two meters high, one on one side, and only ye Huanyan needs to be supported. When it's in place, ye Huanyan studies the lampstand and says that one leg is broken, but it's not so bad, that is, it's just a little unstable. As long as she doesn't touch it, she won't fall down.

After the lighting props are in place, the shooting continues.

Because Sheng Enron had to catch a plane in the afternoon, the shooting process had to be speeded up. The photographer obviously left his mind and was not so flurried in the morning.

"Come here, Miss Sheng, this way, look here."

"Here, smile."

"Well, give me a hand."

Ye Huanyan holds the lamp holder in her hands, and the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly vibrates. She hesitates and doesn't answer.

The cell phone keeps ringing.

A familiar name, Su Nianhua, came to her mind.

I made an appointment for lunch last night. Maybe it's here.

Thinking that the lamp holder would not collapse so easily, he released a hand, put it into his pocket and took out the mobile phone.

It's a strange number.

"Hello?"

“……”

"Hello... Who's calling, please?"

“……”

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

At this time, Sheng Enron turned to the SLR who was taking photos. After hearing the voice behind him, his eyes suddenly felt a chill, and he winked at Xiao Zhao who was responsible for lighting beside him.

Xiao Zhao looked down at the line under his feet. With great effort, there was a violent shaking above the screen of the whole studio.

There was a cry of surprise.

"Wow..."

Ye Huanyan's two meter high lamp stand wobbles and falls from her hands. She reaches out her hand and desperately wants to hold the lamp post, but the gravity of the collapse exceeds her temporary efforts,

In the shaking of the lampstand, a row of small lampstands were brought down. The dazzling white light swayed in the air for a few seconds, and then fell straight towards the middle of the curtain,

In the middle of the curtain stood Sheng Enron.

"Ah..." the scream was drowned by the huge sound of the lampstand falling.

"Zizizi" lamp on the ground fell to pieces, the circuit in Zizi ring non-stop, in an instant the whole studio was dark.

In addition to the initial exclamation, there were still some voices.

The photographer fell aside with his camera in his arms, got up, coughed twice, and frowned,

"Cough, is anyone hurt? What's the matter with the circuit? " In the dark came the voices of several lighters, one after another reported peace. And a shrill scream, suddenly cut through the studio, "ah..." Sheng Enron's voice. The whole studio was in turmoil. Led by Sheng Enron's agent Xu Jie, she turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone and hurriedly surrounded seven or eight staff members at the scene. After checking, someone screamed, "Miss Sheng is injured, save people quickly."“ My God, my leg is stuck in the lampstand. Call an ambulance Ye Huanyan suddenly recovered, turned on the mobile phone light and ran towards Sheng Enron, trying to push away the crowd, "let me have a look." Ye Huanyan is the person in charge of the whole project. As soon as she hears her voice, everyone naturally gives way. At this time, the surrounding area was illuminated by the light of mobile phone. Sheng Enron half of her body was stuck under the huge lampshade, and her legs were stuck under the lampshade. She was bleeding. Because of the pain, there was no blood on her whole face. The scream just now had consumed all her strength. As soon as ye Huanyan approached, she was about to touch her, and her painful facial features were distorted“ What's going on? " Ling Han's voice came from the door of the studio. I don't know who said, "Miss Sheng was injured by the falling lamp rack. She is calling an ambulance." Then, the crowd separated automatically, and a tall and straight figure rushed to the direction of the curtain. "General manager Ling..." Sheng Enron's wound was still bleeding, and now he was weak in cold sweat. As soon as he saw that Ling Han was coming, he grabbed Ling Han's hand and said in pain, "cold, I hurt..." general manager Li, who came to Baoli behind him, was very pale, "What's going on?"“ Mr. Li, don't worry. The ambulance will be there in a minute, "Xiao Dong explained anxiously. She just learned about the situation. There was a whispering voice in the crowd, "isn't Xiao Zhao in charge of this lampstand?"“ No, Xiao Zhao was called to light up. Just now I saw that Secretary Ye was guarding the lamp rack... "Hearing the speech, Ling Han's face sank. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.