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When Xia Han finished changing her clothes and came out, she heard Andy mumbling about who she was going to choose to be her model.

She laughed softly, her face a little unimpressed.

Then she winked at Andy, and there was a sly look on her face.

"Oh, that's a good idea. You're a genius!"

Andy's chattering mouth, as if a switch had been abruptly pressed down, immediately shut up.

After that, he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment and became extremely excited.

"Okay, let's choose the clothes we want to wear next?"

After Andy returned to work, his infatuated look disappeared, and he became very serious and serious.

When Andy rushed out of the cloakroom, he was as excited as a naughty child.

Wei Yuan had already finished adjusting the shot, seeing that he was about to rush towards his own body, he immediately stood to the side, giving up his position.

"Alright, the inspiration for that set of clothes came from your country's ancient era. It really is the mysterious East …"

Andy was in the middle of a rattle again.

Wei Yuan ignored him, and stood in place, waiting for Xia Han to come out.

Xia Han was wearing a long sleeved, gray, one-piece dress. It was a dress that looked extremely old-fashioned.

The bottom layer was made of a thin layer of yarn. It looked to be three or four layers, while the top layer was in the shape of a buckle. The sleeves were made of butterfly sleeves, and there was a bubble yarn around the collar.

No matter how she looked at it, it was a pure and retro style. She was wearing a gold bracelet inlaid with rubies. Her shoes were a compromise. It seemed like she would be barefoot when she took photos later.

Wei Yuan slightly narrowed his eyes. Because of the unique temperament that only Xia Han possessed, a majority of the designers liked to dress her in a dress that rejuvenated her body.

It was as if these foreigners had fallen in love with this element in an instant.

For example, the current gray dress had a hint of the Republic of China on it, and the muslin skirt underneath gave off a delicate feeling.

The combination was extremely wonderful, adding to the fact that Xia Han had taken pictures of the magazine's cover back then, most of the time, it was in a gorgeous color, now that it was a light gray, it gave off a different kind of charm.

A good model was something that inspired the designer after she put on her clothes. She wanted to pick up her camera, take a lot of pictures of her, and show her charm to everyone.

Right now, Wei Yuan only needed a few glances at Xia Han to see if he could pose in any of the positions.

"Okay, Wei, here comes your muse."

Andy could be considered one of the people who interacted with Wei Yuan a lot. Seeing Wei Yuan's expression, he knew that the photographer was going to fall into a workaholic state and immediately went ahead to do it.

Xia Han walked to the set location and as expected, the assistant by the side picked up the slippers. Xia Han stood there barefooted.

"Let's take a few poses to get a feel."

Wei Yuan said as usual. An exceptional model would be able to enter a state and grasp onto the feeling right from the first shot.

However, Xia Han was only a layman after all, so she couldn't ask her to find the feeling immediately. Instead, he had to give her some time to react.

When Xia Han wore this set of clothes, she actually couldn't quite grasp onto it.

Because when she was in Princess Pearl, she was dressed extravagantly and noble, rarely wearing such simple and elegant clothes.

And the gray was very dark at their time, too, not very auspicious, and as a princess she was less likely to wear it.

The only time she could wear this color was probably when she was on the battlefield to kill her enemies.

Xia Han thought about it for a bit and then imitated herself to the look of fighting on the battlefield to kill.

When Wei Yuan looked at her through the lens, he was shocked.

"Xia Han, you want to kill someone? Why are you showing that kind of expression? This dress is very gentle, even if you have murderous intent, you should restrain it a little. At least on the surface, you should show that kind of gentleness. "

Even someone like him, who had seen countless things in the world, could not help but curse.

Xia Han was startled by his words, and immediately realised that something was wrong with the atmosphere she had put out.

"What style is that? I thought wearing clothes of this color would be similar to those worn by border soldiers on the battlefield?"

Xia Han tilted her head. When she said those words, she seemed especially innocent, as if she didn't even know where she had gone off to.

After hearing her understanding towards this piece of clothing, most of the people in the crowd were dumbfounded.

No matter where one looked at the gray dress, they would be able to see that it was gentle, perhaps a little sad.

No matter what, he would not fall to such an extent like putting on his armor and fighting on the battlefield.

Wei Yuan put down the camera. Xia Han did not even understand the situation correctly, there was no need for him to film it.

Now, he had to explain the meaning of this dress to Xia Han clearly before she could understand it.

"Andy, who's the designer of this dress? Can you find out what he was thinking about, or why he was inspired to design the dress? "

As Wei Yuan said this, Andy, who was secretly laughing at Xia Han's ridiculous excuse, was suddenly called by a name.

He described how he felt at that time with great effort. His serious look made it seem as if he was afraid that Xia Han wouldn't understand as she didn't have enough vocabulary.

Fortunately, there was no problem with his description, so Xia Han caught on to the main point in time.

"At that time, I felt it was very magical. Although it was a rainy day, it felt like walking in a fog. It was mysterious, yet a bit scared, and also very excited. The feeling of being enveloped by the drizzle is very mysterious, as if one is being embraced by a gray cloud. It's very cool. "

It had to be said, it was a pity that Andy didn't want to be a poet. He had used all kinds of beautiful words to describe her as she walked down the street in the rain.

It was as if their country did not rain at all, making Xia Han feel that he must have been a famous poet in her previous life the more she listened.

In fact, even Wei Yuan was confused by this. However, the inspiration of the designer was always coming in strange ways, always at the most strange times.

"Inspiration has always been a mysterious thing. I don't know how to explain it, but when I let Andy talk about it, it's just for you to find out what it feels like. When it's drizzling, it's impossible for them to be fighting on the battlefield. Find out what it's like. "

Wei Yuan said a few sentences in a low voice, and then he told Xia Han a few sad stories later on, causing the surrounding atmosphere to completely drop.

When the auction started again, Xia Han asked for a chair. She sat on it and rested her feet on the chair, her hands hugging her calves, burying her knees.

When Wei Yuan saw her current state, it seemed like she had suddenly been pointed to somewhere. He immediately picked up the camera and started to quickly record the footage.

"Xia Han, hold back your sorrowful emotions. The purpose of this outfit was to sense the gentleness of the outside world. The designer wants to use this grey color to describe their longing and anticipation for the gentleness of this world."

Xia Han raised his head, rested her chin on her knees and tilted his head to make a somewhat innocent expression.

Then she raised her hands in a hug.

After being encouraged by Wei Yuan, Xia Han seemed to have found the crux of the matter as she slowly changed her posture.

She was using her own understanding to express the designer's feelings about the dress.

On the stormy street of the ancient town, there were only a few people. She was wearing a long gray dress as she walked barefoot.

The gray dress seemed to merge with the surrounding fog. Nature showed a unique gentleness. She seemed to be infected by this gentleness and became gentler herself.

The originally cold and sharp edges had also been withdrawn. At this moment, she was the gentlest looking person as she was immersed in the unique charm of nature.

Xia Han stood up, the chair had already been taken away, she closed her eyes and started to dance gently.

The corners of her mouth gradually lifted. In fact, she was dancing incoherently. She had deliberately slowed down to take pictures.

This dance was something she had decided to do on the spur of the moment, so her actions didn't seem particularly brilliant. However, when she stretched out her waist and turned it around, it was as if spring had arrived.

Wei Yuan held his breath. He felt that Xia Han had instilled new life into this set of clothes.

His fingers were constantly pressing on the shutter, searching for an angle and position.

The current Xia Han was like a spring emissary, filling the entire room with the spring which was hidden.

"Very good." When the filming came to an end, Wei Yuan said this with certainty.

Even Andy stood to one side and applauded. As the designer of the outfit, he looked very excited.

When I saw Xia dances, I thought of many things. That time when I went to the ancient town, it was in the spring. The willow branches drooped down.

Andy played his part as a poet again and began to talk about the feel of the dress.