Chapter 63: simply perfect
Chapter 63 is perfect
"It's really good that you have this kind of awareness."
Xu Dali sighed to himself.
To be honest, he really thinks Ye Chuyang is a very strange person. After getting this role that others envied, he actually acted so calmly, without showing any special expression on his face.
Probably only those who have been in this circle for too long can have such a mentality.
Xu Dali glanced at Ye Chuyang again, then smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.
Half an hour later, the stylist and photographer arrived.
The stylist beside Ye Chuyang was a young girl, the girl stared at Ye Chuyang's face, looked here, looked there, and a sentence came out, "Wori, what's wrong with your skin? makeup?"
Ye Chuyang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, "Light makeup should be fine."
"Okay, then I'll give you whatever you want." The stylist nodded, and it took ten minutes to complete.
Ye Chuyang went into the fitting room to change clothes.
Xie Muhan, a wealthy son, has two sides. On the one hand, he is the gentleman of Qingfeng Jiyue, and on the other hand, he has fallen into **** and is addicted to drugs and drugs.
Ye Chuyang took the first shot of the former.
The young man's hair is slightly messy, his cheeks are clear and delicate, and his phoenix eyes are full of dignity and elegance. He was wearing a white slim suit, which made the boy's figure become more slender and taller.
When Ye Chuyang came out of the fitting room, a group of people outside fell silent.
After the assistant standing beside Zhao Yuxing regained his senses, he looked at Ye Chuyang and his own artist, and couldn't help but muttered, "I finally meet someone who can defeat Brother Yu."
Zhao Yuxing: "..." This assistant is probably a spy sent by the enemy?
"Not bad. It seems that our vision is really good." Xu Dali clapped his hands, and immediately greeted the other people, "Photographers, it's your part's turn."
Ye Chuyang stood there, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his shoulders lowered slightly, and he looked contemplative.
When the photographer saw Ye Chuyang like this, his eyes lit up in an instant.
"Very well, just keep it like this. Okay, change your posture." The photographer muttered as he pressed the shutter in various positions. He found that this newcomer is a treasure! Just stop there at will, and the feeling of a wealthy and noble son will come out immediately.
Like, she is Xie Muhan.
An hour later, Ye Chuyang changed into another set of clothes.
A black crew-neck sweater paired with black trousers, revealing an overly white collarbone. He leaned lazily on the sofa, his two long legs casually draped over the coffee table in front of him, and a slender cigarette was sandwiched between his pale jade bones and slender fingers.
Her brows and eyes narrowed slightly, her chin raised slightly, and the flaxen bangs on her forehead covered a small part of her eyes. However, the ends of his eyes were long and narrow, showing a bit of laziness.
This is the letter of Xie Mu who is immersed in the pleasure of drugs.
"OK, OK! It's perfect!" After taking the photos, the photographer couldn't help but sighed and gave Ye Chuyang a thumbs up, "Brother, you are really good! Are you interested in being me? model?"
Probably because Ye Chuyang's performance was so good that there were a lot of people around. Now that the photographer's words sounded, Ye Chuyang himself hadn't reacted yet, but they raised their eyebrows in surprise.
You must know that this photographer is not something that any casual cat or dog can like. Since Ye Chuyang can let him say such words, it can only mean that the former is really outstanding.
(end of this chapter)