The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 495 Start Shooting

Shen Pianyu stood in this tent that was used as a fitting room, and was stunned. The dresses were hung in all directions, those rhinestones inlaid on the skirts, those flowing irregular hemlines like clouds, and those narrow and thin shoulder straps. , It is completely the visual sense of Milan Summer Fashion Week.

However, in the air of more than 20 degrees below zero at the moment, Shen Pianlu only felt a chill coming from the bone marrow.

She trembled subconsciously, and then someone patted her on the shoulder from behind, and Shen Pianlu turned her head immediately, and the dressmaker wearing black-rimmed glasses appeared in her sight, showing her a standard smile with eight teeth,

"Let's start, Miss Shen."

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After changing her clothes, the girl put on a cotton padded coat, sat in front of the mirror with her eyes closed, and asked the makeup artist to apply her makeup.

Even in the tent, she had already turned pale from the cold without a sound.

However, the makeup artist seemed very satisfied. She used eyeliner to carefully and smoothly outline her eye sockets, while she was still talking, full of admiration in her non-standard American English,
"It's good to be young, the skin is delicate and perfect, and there is no need to apply powder at all."

"And now the effect caused by the low temperature is almost perfect~"

The black eyeliner deepened around the beautifully contoured eyes, and the face that was frozen white looked even more like a cool jade, with light shining from the inside.

Under the misty dark eyeliner, there is a bright red tear mole, like a gorgeous and charming flower blooming on the white snow.

At a glance, it reminds people of the best and most fragile things in those fairy tales.

After putting on her makeup and getting her hair done for more than an hour, Shen Pianlu shivered involuntarily when she stood up.

it's too cold.

Even in a tent, even with a cotton coat, it was still too much to wear in such a temperature of minus [-].

"Okay, you can go out now."

The makeup artist's eyes were almost green when she saw her, and her voice was full of impatient excitement. She reached out to help take off the cotton coat on Shen Pian's shoulders, and pushed her out of the tent.

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Silver-tone crystal pumps.

The hem of the long skirt reveals a flowing and ethereal texture like a mist in the morning light.

When the girl walked out with her head bowed, her long hair slipped down, spreading into black silk on her fair to transparent shoulders.

She walked out of the tent with her skirt lifted, then looked up

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The world seems to stand still at this moment, even the cold wind flowing in the fjord is far away in everyone's senses.

The pupils cooperated with the five senses and couldn't wait to imprint that person.

On the boundless glacial wasteland, the girl's silver-white gauze skirt is as misty as mist, and the tear mole under her eyes is as red as cinnabar. Against the backdrop of her black eyes, it seems that the next moment will flow down the white skin into lingering and icy blood. .

She exhaled lightly, lowered the hem of the skirt, and let those misty fabrics surround her feet like flowing clouds.

She walked towards the crowd, her black hair was blown by the cold wind, and she showed no expression on her perfect handicraft-like face.

But because of this too illusory appearance, it became the only vivid color on the dead ice field.

Uncle Rob screamed, and then his excited voice resounded throughout the ice field.

"start work!!"

All the professionals started working one after another, and the crowd in thick clothes on the white ground began to get busy like ants.

And the center they surrounded was a girl in a summer dress with bare arms and shoulders in the polar climate.

The staff members looked as excited as chicken blood. Outside the tent not far away, the man with emerald eyes frowned slightly looking at the camera.

(End of this chapter)