Make up.
Yan Zhixu stood up from his position and turned to face the others present.
Seeing this outfit, everyone was full of surprise, couldn't help but gasped, and stood dumbfounded.
Staring at the person in front of you!
The upper body is wearing a silver-gray women's suit jacket, the outer shirt is open and unbuttoned, and the inside is not matched with a white shirt, but a white suspender.
The lower body is a pair of wide-leg suit pants of the same color, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes.
Yan Zhixu's body is already tall, and wearing a pair of high heels makes her body line in perfect proportions.
His black hair was tied into a high ponytail, and he put one hand in his pocket.
Sa!
Sa burst!
Simply A to have no friends.
"Ah Xu, your outfit almost made me a crooked man. It's so sassy and A, the visual sense of a female boss."
Lu Xun clutched her heart exaggeratedly and circled around Yan Zhixu, chattering non-stop.
Chu Ran curled his lips, "Brother Lu, don't hit A Xu's idea anymore, just keep bending."
Please let Xu Ye alone be beautiful.
The rest: said what they wanted to say.
Yan Zhixu's eyes were filled with wildness, "Brother Lu, it's better to put away such a dangerous idea."
The ruffian suffocated, making people's heartbeats uncontrollably quicken.
It was over, they almost fell under Yan Zhixu's suit pants.
The staff present frantically swallowed saliva and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
However, due to the non-disclosure agreement signed by the work, even if I take a picture, I can only silently lick the screen and enjoy this beautiful beauty alone.
The stylist who matched the clothes nodded again and again, "Not bad, completely beyond expectations."
The color of this suit is very picky and if the height is not enough, it will be very stretched. It is a disaster scene and the target of group ridicule.
It was perfectly suitable to wear on Yan Zhixu's body, and it was even more amazing than expected.
"Come on, go to the studio."
"It is estimated that when photographer Hu sees Miss Yan, nine out of ten, inspiration will explode."
The stylist glanced at the time and waved to the staff to take them to the studio to shoot.
to the studio.
The cameraman and lighting engineer for the shoot are ready, and there are a bunch of required props next to them.
When cameraman Hu, who had been waiting impatiently, saw Yan Zhixu, his eyes flashed brightly.
He picked up the horn and hurriedly urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, take your place, get ready to start work, don't be lazy."
This is completely the source of inspiration for walking. He can stay up late to work for two days and two nights, and it is not a problem to shoot dozens of blockbusters and then retouch them!
Others are very capable and quickly return to their respective positions.
Lu Xun, Qu Linling, and Chu Ran stood by and waited, not daring to make a slight noise for fear of disturbing the photographer.
Their eyes stared unblinkingly at the man standing in front of the backdrop.
Yan Zhixu took a women's cigarette and a lighter handed over by the staff.
She leaned against the wall, holding a delicate and retro compact lighter in one hand, rubbing her thumb to start the fire, and lit the cigarette between her two fingers.
She was holding a cigarette in her right hand with a contemptuous expression. Even if the cigarette was not in her mouth, her aura was strong enough to reach thousands of troops.
"Okay, okay, okay, that's what it feels like!"
"Good, keep it up!"
"Miss Yan, you throw the cigarette on the ground and crush it with your feet. Remember to be disdainful and arrogant like stepping on **** and not annoying!"
"Yes, very good!"
Photographer Hu held the camera and kept pressing the shooting button, and the shutter sounded, one after another.
"Crack-"
While filming, the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open from the outside.