365 days of hidden marriage: Mr.Jiang, high-profile spoil!

In the studio, Mu Yan acted according to the photographer's instructions.

It was the first time that she became the focus like this. It was inevitable that she was a little nervous. At first, her body movements were very uncoordinated.

Fortunately, both the editor in chief and the photographer were patient. Soon, she mastered the trick.

Editor Hao looked at the increasingly comfortable Mu Yan under the lens and said with satisfaction, "I have a hunch that this issue of the magazine will sell well."

Song Chengan picked his eyebrows and looked at the Mu Yan under the lens, his heart moving.

Some people are probably born with a full sense of lens, such as Li Yushen and Xiang Lanqiu.

And will she be the next Xiang Lanqiu?

Later, Mu Yan changed into two sets of clothes. One was a White Chiffon Skirt, coupled with her shallow pear vortex, which was full of aura.

There is also a light gray Plaid suit. She is tall, tall, and her eyes change. Her royal sister fan comes out.

At the end of the whole shooting, Mu Yan was tired and almost collapsed. He sat in a chair with Luo Yao and didn't want to move.

The door of the editor's office opened, and editor Hao and song Chengan came out of the office.

Editor in chief Hao looked at Mu Yan's casual appearance and said with admiration, "this little girl is beautiful and photogenic. She doesn't have a shelf. It's hard not to be angry with you, Mr. Song."

"Borrow the words of editor Hao Ji." Song mu'an smiled and said, "it's time for us to go."

Muyan Xusheng looks at Song Cheng'an and editor in chief Hao, gets up and walks over.

"Miss mu, you've worked hard today." Editor Hao said with a smile.

"Not hard." Mu Yan said sincerely, "I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Song Chengan also said, "editor Hao, invite you to dinner another day."

"No, it's my turn to ask you. If it weren't for your help, we would open the skylight for micro times next month." Editor Hao said earnestly.

"Chief editor Hao is serious."

The two exchanged greetings for a while, and song Cheng'an left with Mu Yan.

Back in the car, song Chengan asked, "how do you feel?"

"OK."

"Editor Hao is very satisfied with your performance." Song Chengan tapped the steering wheel with his finger, "then he will put the photos online. This is their marketing strategy. After all, you are just a newcomer. I hope you understand that since you choose to be an artist, you have to put away your lofty share. You need works and attention, but don't worry, I won't hype you casually. "

Mu Yan understood what he meant and nodded, "I know, thank you."

"In the morning, I received a notice that you are going to report to the crew of red makeup in troubled times the day after tomorrow. Time is a little tight. You will study the script at home these two days." Song Chengan said.

Mu Yan nodded, "OK."

Later, Muyan asked song Chengan to put her on the roadside. She took a taxi to the hospital.

After telling Mu Chen about her next trip, she accompanied him for a while before leaving.

Back to the villa of Jinxiu Huating, it's almost six o'clock. It's not dark yet.

When she entered the door, she heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen, but there was no trace of Jiang Jingheng.

Did you stay from work or didn't you come back to eat?

She changed her shoes and came in and said, "Mom, I ate at night. I don't have to do my share."

There was no response in the kitchen. Mu Yan wondered that the cooking sound was too loud, so he didn't hear it?

She went to the kitchen door and said, "Mom, I..."

Suddenly, her voice stopped, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The handsome and tall man was wearing an apron, with a shovel in one hand and a pot in the other hand. He looked very skilled.

Even so, it is difficult to hide his noble spirit.

Is this her illusion?

Suddenly, Jiang Jingheng looked over and looked indifferent. "Go wash your hands and the food will be ready soon."

"Ah?" Mu Yan was stunned before he reacted, "Oh."

She subconsciously turned her head and walked out, full of doubts.

Is the person she just saw really Jiang Jingheng?

He cooks himself!