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The lens of the second mirror is better for shooting. Qinghuan tilts her head slightly and holds this air cushion makeup in front of the mirror. The scene of the indoor shooting shed also changes accordingly. Qinghuan's clothes are changed into a White V-Neck skirt when she is resting.

Qinghuan has seen the copy of this advertisement. BGM is the final song of a movie she sang for a foreign blockbuster. BGM excerpts a paragraph from it. The final advertising effect is that she is atomized and sucked into the air cushion box.

After the advertisement, the photographer needs to shoot two sets of still posters.

"Ness." The photographer pressed the shutter and thumbed up to Qinghuan, "if you go to be a model, you will certainly become a world-famous supermodel. The typhoon is very strong, and the body proportion is almost perfect."

The photographer sighed with some regret, "the only thing that's worth regretting is that you are too immortal to take away the style of clothing itself."

"Thank you." Qinghuan chuckles, her fingertips holding the air cushion box will be unable to help playing, thin and small air cushion box in her hands as if endowed with magic like flying between five fingers.

The photographer was stunned. After finishing, he took out his business card and handed it to Qinghuan. "If I have a chance, I want to be your exclusive photographer."

This photographer is a well-known master in the industry and has won many medals in competitions. There are several royal photographers of SHERO, including Sinan, who asked for cooperation after seeing Qinghuan's photos.

The work in the morning came to a complete end. Sinan unscrewed a bottle of pure water and handed it to Qinghuan. "Take a rest. Your lens feel strong and natural."

"Thank you." Qinghuan took the bottle and took a sip. She stretched out on the luxurious sofa that Xu ningzhou was sitting on, and then handed the water bottle to Xu ningzhou.

"It's not the first time we've met." Sinan is famous in the photography circle for his excellent skills and handsome appearance. He has the flavor of literary youth. He is also very talkative, "the first time I saw you was on the first show of Fenghua."

Qinghuan walked through the show. In the first year of Fenghua's establishment, her first show was her own finale. At that time, blood blisters on her heel were all ground up after stage practice.

"Your temperament and figure are really rare, but I think" Fenghua "is too limited for you. You can have a bigger stage, which belongs to you."

Sinan continued to lobby her, "Fenghua" first show set off a great fashion trend abroad, "Fenghua" the main market is not abroad, initially has been abroad, only this year began to focus on the domestic market.

That first show, let Qinghuan show off in the fashion industry abroad, and then received a lot of invitation to show, but they were pushed by her, because Qinghuan has been really busy abroad for the past three years.

"I'm more interested in music than I'm on a show." Qinghuan didn't pay much attention to smile. The domestic fashion circle is not perfect, and foreign fashion brands rarely find domestic artists or models as spokesmen.

The domestic fashion circle and the model market are not prosperous, so it is even more difficult for domestic artists to really enter the foreign fashion circle in recent years. Racial discrimination, not everyone is so friendly.

Sinan also wanted to say something, saw Qinghuan's male assistant took off the mask, unscrewed the water bottle Qinghuan had just drunk, slightly raised his head and drank a sip of water.

Take off the mask of the man noble, cold and handsome, sexy throat slightly rolling, the next moment Xu ningzhou head a crooked lean on Qinghuan's shoulder.

Qinghuan put out his hand to cover his forehead. His eyes were tender and tender. He asked him in a warm voice: "uncomfortable?"

"Well." Xu ningzhou rubbed her neck wearily.

"Sorry, I'll talk to you next time." Qinghuan said sorry to Sinan, and then waved to Qiu Meng.

"Good." Sinan lenglenglengleng looking at the scene in front of him, brain a blank, who is this man?

Shooting time than expected, to noon Qinghuan air cushion advertising completely shot over.

The rain outside the window also stopped, the trip in the afternoon is to shoot skin care products.

Shelo provides nutritious lunch. Because the shooting place is in the city, Zhang's mother asked the driver of her family to send the patient's lunch specially.

In the independent lounge, Xu ningzhou drank the soup made by Zhang's mother. She couldn't find any discomfort in front of the photographer.

Eating a nutritious lunch provided by SHERO, Qiu Meng exclaimed, "does president Xu really not consider cross-border development?"

Just now, Qiu Meng, who was eating melons, could not help standing up and applauding him.

It can be said that it is very ingenious.

Xu ningzhou mouth up, tone light: "no, to the people of your circle left a way of money."

“……” Qiu Meng is autistic.

Her boyfriend this careful machine Qinghuan is still used to, her mobile phone rings in Xu ningzhou's pocket.

Caller ID Lu an.

"Well? Give it to me. " Qinghuan reaches for Xu ningzhou, and as soon as he gets through the phone, Lu an's joyful voice comes from there.

"Boss, which one do you want to hear first, good news or bad news?"Qinghuan said, "bad news."

"The bad news is, it's raining hard and the flight is late." Lu'an is at the airport at this time. In order to take care of the two, Lu'an has specially transferred a female assistant to accompany him. When he came, he was alone. Now there are three more people back. Xiao yangtao and her grandmother are all there.

"Are you back? Let me guess. The good news is

"Stop, stop, stop." Lu an listens to Qinghuan's deliberate slowing down tone and quickly stops saying, "you wait..." Lu an stands up from the sofa in the VIP waiting room. He squats in front of a girl with a pigtail and holds his mobile phone to her ear to encourage her to speak.

"Well?" Waiting for a long time to call that end of the voice, Qinghuan holding the doll hanging on the mobile phone.

Her voice reached the ears of Carambola through her mobile phone. The little girl's cheek turned red, and finally she got up the courage to speak.

"Teacher Huanhuan."

The little girl's voice was very astringent, and her voice was shaking.

Qinghuan a Leng, then eyebrows and eyes curved, voice subconsciously put soft a few minutes, to the person at the end of the phone soft voice coax way: "small carambola, you can talk."

"Well." Small carambola a little shy to push the phone, can open up her biggest courage.

Lu anchong touched her head and said to Qinghuan at the other end of the phone, "boss, do you want to pick up the plane?"

"Pick it up." Qing said with a smile, "you send me the flight information, and I will pick up the plane in person."

"Good boss. Goodbye, boss."

After the phone hung up, several people in the lounge all looked at Qinghuan. Qinghuan handed his mobile phone to Xu ningzhou and said, "Lu an has brought back the carambola and grandma Yang. They will arrive tonight."