Luo Xiaojing hasn't given any response yet. Xiaoya can't understand it first.

It's understandable that male sculptors seldom pay attention to hot search, but Duan Qingyan's disagreement with Luo Xiaojing makes a lot of noise. Not long ago, it was revealed that Luo Xiaojing's new love affair had been broken, and that Duan Qingyan was deliberately hurt by his anger.

The wheelchair appearance has proved that Duan Qingyan's injury is not fake, but what's the situation with such a friendly greeting?

"Long time no see."

But Luo Xiaojing, who smiles back, makes Xiaoya even more obsessed. Is the hot search all fake?

"Will the shooting begin now?"

However, as soon as the suspicions appeared, they were pressed back by Duan Qingyan's voice. It's not the time for gossip, and the propaganda film hasn't been shot yet.

"Shoot, take a picture first."

Ten sculptors are brought into the carving room by Xiaoya. Duan Qingyan, who is sitting in a wheelchair, deliberately follows at the end and turns the wheelchair slowly.

Make up artists and photographers have been in place. When the sculptors are all here, they should do their own duties and seize the time to make up and change their clothes.

"Teachers don't have to be nervous. Today we mainly take group photos first, then single photos. It's not a magazine style that needs concave shape. We only take pictures of your carving state."

In addition to Luo Xiaojing, other sculptors had been on the mirror and had shooting experience. The sculptors had no objection. The photographer turned his eyes to Duan Qingyan.

"Sculptor Duan, is your foot OK?"

"No problem, I can insist."

The make-up and modeling were soon completed, and the sculptors stood on their respective positions to take a group photo together. The group photo of the publicity film is different from the graduation group photo. There will be some magazine style. After all, it's propaganda.

"Duan sculptor's expression is good. Yes, keep it. Mr. Huang shows more momentum. Mr. Luo's action is a little stiff. Relax, relax..."

Carving Luo Xiaojing is a professional, but when it comes to taking photos, she can't do it at all. Her body is stiff and her face is stiff. Every time she is called by the photographer, it's her.

"A little bit to the left, a little bit, not a step."

At the beginning, the photographer was quite patient. After a few photos were not satisfactory, the photographer became a little grumpy.

"Carver Luo, can you take your carving energy to the propaganda film? If it doesn't work, we won't go back tonight. "

Luo Xiaojing didn't want to drag her feet, but her stiff body didn't listen to her. After taking several more groups of photos, her condition became worse and worse. The photographer was so angry that she almost dropped her beloved camera: "forget it, take a single shot first."

Changing to a single photo means that none of the group photos that have been tossed around for a long time can be used as publicity photos. Luo Xiaojing is extremely frustrated and apologizes to the sculptors.

"We're not professional models, it's photographers who are too demanding."

"Don't worry about it, sculptor Luo. In fact, I don't think my photos are very good."

"We can't let the photographer take the knife. We'll abuse him, too."

The male sculptors didn't care, and they comforted Luo Xiaojing, but Duan Qingyan couldn't stand it. After standing for so long, he couldn't bear to hurt his ankle.

I don't know where the nanny helped her to rest while giving Duan Qingyan a massage and sweeping Luo Xiaojing with hostile eyes.

Luo Xiaojing, who affects her mood, ignores it and takes out her mobile phone to search. She finds out how to pose and express herself.

"Practice more according to the pose of swinging, and smile more with the mirror."

Luo Xiaojing is so gorgeous. Now she's in the shooting place. Where to practice? You can't practice on the spot and be surrounded as a sand sculpture.

If one course fails, we can find another one, but it's almost the same.

"Kneeling for a photo tutorial that can be passed once, I'm about to be tortured by the photographer, and I'm in a sad rage."

Unable to find a reliable tutorial, Luo Xiaojing can only switch to her circle of friends. Looking down at her mobile phone, she doesn't notice that Duan Qingyan is looking at her, and the sinister radian of her lips slowly bends up.

……

One hour later, all the publicity photos of the eight male sculptors were taken.

I don't know whether the photographer lowered his requirements or whether the male sculptors performed well. When Duan Qingyan was shooting, the single person photos had reached the stage of selecting and revising.

"Yes, the expression is good. Take the jade higher. Yes, that's it..."

Even Duan Qingyan's single photo was extremely smooth. It was taken in less than ten minutes.

The photographer immediately arranged to repair the drawing and select the film as soon as possible. The camera turned to Luo Xiaojing. The photographer's brow just stretched out was wrinkled again: "sculptor Luo, it's your turn."

After a deep breath, Luo Xiaojing got up and sat down in front of the work table. Before he posed, the photographer began to shout: "look at the camera, give me a back, what can I take?"

When Duan Qingyan was shooting, the gentle breeze and drizzle had disappeared. His unfriendly tone seemed to be the critical point for patience. But Luo Xiaojing was nervous again. He turned around a little more and his back turned into a side figure."Forget it. That's it. Do you see the crystal on the workbench? Just pick up a piece and focus on it. "

Luo Xiaojing did it obediently, but he was always a little bit short of the photographer's requirements. He managed to take a few photos. The photographer asked the lighter to step aside: "sculptor Luo, don't you know that all our time is wasted on you now? You see how many people are present, my team and dozens of carving teachers are waiting for you. "

The photographer has been restrained, but his anger is still obvious.

"It's always good to stand still. I don't need you to do anything else. I just need you to smile, OK?"

In his angry tone, with helpless irony, Luo Xiaojing lowered his head and said nothing.

Some of Xiaoya couldn't see it and came to intercede. As soon as she spoke, she was told by the photographer that it was OK for the sculptor not to be serious, but I had to be responsible for the publicity film of the sculpture competition.

"Xiao Liu, how is Duan's photo repaired?"

"There's no need to overhaul. Duan's sculptor is very photogenic and perfect."

The photographer looked at Luo Xiaojing again: "look at Duan's photos and her study. It has been delayed until now, and I'm not afraid of further delay."

It's obvious that Luo Xiaojing is still indisputable. When Liu XiuTu sees Luo Xiaojing coming over, he deliberately gives way to his position.

"Two beautiful sculptors slowly watching, I change a computer."

After Xiao Liu's escape, Luo Xiaojing and Duan Qingyan, who are sitting in front of the computer, seem a little strange. Luo Xiaojing thinks Duan Qingyan will deliberately avoid suspicion. Unexpectedly, she not only doesn't avoid it, but also gathers up warmly.

"Xiaojing, do you need help?"

Duan Qingyan's acting skills Luo Xiaojing can't learn: "no need."

"In fact, my movements and expressions are not as good as you. The photographer just can't get along with you." Duan Qingyan gets closer, "Xiaojing, do you know why?"