Chapter 95 Mianmian is really lucky

"Mianmian can turn it on her own." Mianmian is very sensible and doesn't want to disturb Zhang Yang's work.

Zhang Yang rubbed Mianmian's head lovingly, "Uncle will accompany you."

The company is so big, he can't trust Mianmian to turn it around on his own, if this gets lost, Sang He must kill him?

What's more, his work is almost done.

"Thank you uncle." Mianmian smiled sweetly.

Zhang Yang took Mianmian around for a long time, and told her a lot of strange things along the way.

But when she was passing the stairwell, Mianmian suddenly saw a handsome little brother who was about her age sitting on the stairs.

From time to time, there was a small sobbing sound.

Mianmian frowned, and took the initiative to walk in front of the little boy.

"Why are you crying?" Mianmian took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to the little boy, "Wipe your tears, don't cry."

Hearing this soft voice, the little boy slowly raised his head.

When he saw Mian Mian, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Zhang Yang looked at the two small groups, but did not go in to disturb them, but stood at the door of the stairwell, waiting quietly.

The little boy sobbed and took the tissue, his voice hoarse, "Thank you."

"Crying too much will make you ugly." Mianmian walked up two steps on her short legs and sat down beside the little boy.

Maybe it was because of the magical power of these words, or maybe it was because of something else, the little boy really stopped crying.

Seeing that the little boy stopped crying, Mianmian smiled happily, "Then can you tell me why you are crying now?"

The little boy seemed to be remembering something sad, and heaved a heavy sigh.

"Because I didn't take a good photo, the photographer uncle scolded me." After the little boy finished speaking, he seemed to remember the words scolded by the photographer. As soon as his lips puckered, he was about to cry again, but when he thought that Mianmian was still by his side, he He held back his tears again.

Hearing this, he stretched out his hand and patted the little boy's shoulder like an adult.

"You are so good, you will definitely take a good photo," the soft and childish voice was extremely loud in the stairwell, "but they will be worried if you run out like this, and they have to finish their work first."

The little boy also understood this truth, but he was still a little embarrassed.

Sighing, the little boy said, "But I dare not go back."

The photographer uncle is really too fierce when he scolds people.

"Then Mianmian will accompany you back home, okay?" Mianmian rolled her big black eyes.

Hearing this, the little boy was completely relieved, and brought Mianmian and Zhang Yang back to the studio.

The little boy's manager was in a state of desperation. As soon as he saw the little boy coming back, he immediately strode up to him, "Where did you go? Everyone in the room is waiting for you. Hurry up and continue filming."

"I'm sorry." The little boy lowered his head, feeling very guilty.

The manager didn't have time to listen to the little boy's apology, so he dragged the little boy into the shooting.

Photographer Wang Zhuo adjusted the camera and started directing.

"Your expression should be more natural."

"Laughing too stiffly, try again."

"Don't put your hands on your sides, it will be uncoordinated."

In the huge studio, only Wang Zhuo's voice was heard.

After shooting for a long time, Wang Zhuo still felt dissatisfied.

He put the camera aside irritably, looked at the little boy with a frown, and said in a bad tone, "What's the matter with you, this professional child model, can you take pictures?"

Wang Zhuo is well-known in the industry for his eccentricity. He pursues perfection very much. If he is not satisfied, he will keep re-shooting. Although his technique is very good, his temper is too violent, and he has offended many people because of this.

People in their 20s have been scolded and cried several times by him, let alone a child.

The little boy looked at Wang Zhuo with a ferocious face, and his eyes were filled with tears as soon as his mouth shrunk.

"You are going to cry again, because how much work progress have you delayed?" Wang Zhuo's expression became more impatient.

None of the staff dared to come forward to persuade them.

Suddenly, Mianmian walked up to the little boy, summoned up courage and Wang Zhuo looked at each other.

When she met Wang Zhuo's sharp eyes, her neck shrank subconsciously, but she thought of something again, took a deep breath, and regained her courage.

"Uncle, you can't be so cruel to him," the soft and immature milk voice couldn't hear the slightest accusation, "You will scare him like this, it's wrong!"

Wang Zhuo was upset.

Where did this little guy come from?
Just about to start scolding, Wang Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Mianmian's porcelain doll-like face.

The little guy's looks are a perfect match for the little boy, and the little guy has a face that was born for the camera.

His eyes looked around the studio, and finally fell on Zhang Yang.

He was the one who brought the two little guys in just now.

"I want this little guy to participate in the shooting of the magazine." Wang Zhuo straight to the point.

Zhang Yang was a little surprised.

Although Wang Zhuo has a bad temper, his skills are first-class and better. Many photos of artists out of the circle were taken by Wang Zhuo.

So even though Wang Zhuo offended many people, there are still a lot of people who want to take Wang Zhuo's photo.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhuo took a fancy to Mianmian.

It was a pleasant surprise.

But Zhang Yang still wanted to fight for Mianmian's opinion, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he walked up to Mianmian, bent down and asked, "Does Mianmian want to participate in the filming?"

Mianmian tilted her head and thought about it.

If this can help this little brother, of course she is willing.

Thinking of this, Mianmian nodded vigorously, "Think!"

"Come, come, find her a change of clothes, and move quickly." Wang Zhuo was also a little excited.

And the other side.

After Sang He finished his practice, he thanked his instructor and returned to Zhang Yang's office.

But the office was empty.

Frowning, Sang He called Zhang Yang.

"Where are you guys?" Sang He's voice was as cold as ever.

Zhang Yang was looking at Mianmian under the spotlight with eyes full of radiance at this time, "In Studio No. [-]."

What are you doing in the studio?
Sang He was a little puzzled, and rushed over immediately after hanging up the phone.

When she opened the door, what she saw was that Mianmian was taking pictures with a little boy.

"What's going on?" Sang He found Zhang Yang and asked.

She only took an acting class, so Mianmian managed to take a photo with someone.

However, the two of them are really like a golden boy and a jade girl, they are extraordinarily seductive.

Zhang Yang turned sideways and told Sang He the ins and outs of the matter.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang was still a little excited, "Mianmian's luck is so good that Wang Zhuo took his fancy by accident. Once this magazine is published, it will definitely be a hot search."

After speaking, Zhang Yang continued to enjoy the interaction between the two small groups happily.

At the same time, in the National Academy of Sciences.

Someone in the office is reporting to the leader.

(End of this chapter)

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