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Chapter 40

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Brother Fang, you are misunderstanding me. I can swear that I never participated in it. Those photographers set up those things in advance, but they have nothing to do with me. Sun Qiang swears

Forget it, I don't want to make both sides unhappy because of this incident, and Xiaojuan also explained to me that since she thinks it's okay and signs a contract with you to take photos, I won't pursue it, but I won't take it as an example

It must be certain. If we did not have the permission of our customers, such a thing would never be forgiven. And if this kind of thing spreads, it would damage our company's reputation at the least, and the police might directly shut down our business and rectify it. Sun Qiang apologized repeatedly

I followed Sun Qiang all the way to a large shooting room

There is a wide catwalk in the center of the shooting room, with two rows of catwalk lights decorated above. There are many cameras in front of the catwalk. The rows of white seats on both sides of the catwalk are neatly arranged.

But there were no audiences, only a few people sitting on the right, talking to each other with some documents, looking like staff

When the people saw Sun Qiang and I come, they hurriedly stood up and said: Dong Sun!

Sun Qiang waved his hand: How long will it take to take a photo?

This is the last group, but today it is still auditioning. A photographer replied

Have you practiced the basic skills?

I have already practiced. For Ms. Yang's situation, we canceled the yoga training and changed it to a blanket exercise. The effect is pretty good

Blanket exercises, as far as I know, are high-intensity and difficult trainings that the art world, especially opera actors, need to do. Does the wife need to do these homework?

Can she bear it?

I told the photographer my worries and doubts

This gentleman is... The photographer looked at me and asked Sun Qiang.

This is Ms. Yang’s lover, Mr. Fang, introduced by Sun Qiang

The photographer hurriedly shook hands with me: Hello Mr. Fang, let me explain to you that the homework we asked Ms. Yang to do is very basic, and it is also determined based on the range her body can bear, so you don’t need to worry at all.

How long will the audition take? Sun Qiang asked again

Based on Ms. Yang's skills, it will take about a week.

Ah... Sun Qiang frowned when he heard the photographer's answer and began to think about it

Mr. Sun, are there any problems? Seeing Sun Qiang like this, I asked

Oh, nothing. Sun Qiang came to his senses, but he felt a little slower. I thought Brother Fang Ah would be able to appear soon, don't call me Sun Dong. I'll ask you to be big, just call me Brother Qiang

That number, Brother Qiang, this will not cause trouble to your company, right?

No, my brother and sister have very good conditions, but I have never been exposed to these aspects before, so I have to start training from scratch, so it is natural to slow down. But our company is thinking about making my brother and sister appear as soon as possible. After all, Xiaoyu, who was very popular before, retreated to the backstage, and it is difficult for us to find an excellent newcomer anymore, so we are a little anxious.

Xiaoyu, I heard this name again

Sun, is this Xiaoyu in the company now? I asked

I've been away from the company for more than a year, but I just come back occasionally to guide newcomers, and I usually don't see her.

Where has she gone?

I heard that I have found a new job, by the way, she met her brother and sister some time ago, but now she has disappeared again

As he was talking, he saw the two rows of catwalk lights above the catwalk lights from dim to light, and the auxiliary lights around him also light up together.

The white wall at the end of the catwalk was slowly separated from the middle. I thought it was a real wall, but I didn't expect it to be a secret door

Soon, a silhouette that looked extremely noble and elegant flashed

It was my wife, I saw her wearing a cold and retro skirt with the skirt slid to the floor, which looked like an extended version, split from the left side to the thigh position

The black lines outlined her already perfect figure more concave and convex, and even more annoying!

From the slit on the left side of the long skirt, you can see that my wife is wearing a pair of black satin light-mouthed square-buttoned high heels under her feet.

Her hair was tied with high hair changed into a style, with her long, straight black hair split in the middle and combed back smoothly, and she was tied into a delicate and small bud hair style under the hairline behind her head. The overall image looked very cold

My wife waved her arms and walked forward calmly. There was no smile on her face, but what surprised me was that her face looked a little cold and terrible. I don't know why I suddenly felt this way.

Although I know that my wife's personality is a bit cold, it's okay to say that she is aloof and cold, but the cold temperament she exudes now seems to freeze the air around me, which makes me shudder.

Soon, she walked to us gently, stopped, put her right hand on her hips, her waist slightly bent, and her left leg stretched out from the slit of the skirt, making me look wide. This image is so charming, and it looks like the whole queen looks!

At this time, her cold eyes looked at us, to be precise, looking at the camera set up here.

OK! This shape is great, put a few more pse!

The photographer clapped his hands and encouraged him, and said to the people beside him: You can control the camera, I'll go up.

He walked onto the catwalk, came to his wife, said something to her, and gestured while saying it.

The wife nodded and started to pose pse as the photographer said. The staff below also began to manipulate the camera to shoot at multiple angles.

Looking at my wife who was constantly changing PSEs on the stage, I suddenly felt strange. Her changes were too big. At this moment, I seemed to not recognize her anymore.

This is, Sun Qiang walked up, as if he was sighing: Xiaoyu said it well, Ah, I didn’t have a particularly satisfactory effect in the audition before, but in fact, the style of the choice was misunderstood.

What does this mean? I asked

We asked my younger brother and sister to audition before, but no matter how they audition, they were not satisfied, and always felt something was wrong. Later, Xiaoyu came to the company to meet her younger brother and sister and told us that she had to take the cold route, and the colder the better. Our staff fell into a misunderstanding from the beginning, using Xiaoyu as a template, but people are different. Although Xiaoyu's personality is a bit cold, she took the sweeter style route at the beginning, and it was very successful. The younger brother and sister were different. She had to take the cold style route.

So that's it. I suddenly realized that it seems to vary from person to person. No wonder my wife has such a change.

My wife seemed to have not seen me, she stared at the camera very focused

After a while, my wife turned around gracefully and walked back, and the shooting ended here.

I said to Sun Qiang, then walked to the backstage to look for my wife. I heard from the photographer that my wife should be changing clothes in the fitting room now. I wonder if it is the fitting room in the video.

However, there are quite a few fitting rooms in the backstage. A few of them are covering the door with no one inside. I looked inside and found that these fitting rooms are almost the same, and the decorations inside are almost the same.

Finally, I found the fitting room where my wife is. Now she has changed into her OL work uniform and combed her hair in front of the mirror.

There was a man next to her, standing there with a towel in his hand, looking very respectful.

His face slanted sideways looked very young and handsome, probably younger than his wife's age

Seeing that his wife had combed her hair, he handed the towel on both hands and said respectfully: Sister Yang, thank you for your hard work.