The rain curtain hung low, the whole sky was gray, and the spring rain was as dense as smoke shrouded the earth, and suddenly it seemed that it was impossible to distinguish where the sky was and where was the earth.

It was almost dark, and He Wan'er was still sitting in front of the makeup mirror, with a serious expression and letting the thin bamboo pole-like "To."

y"The teacher put on her hair and makeup.

When it was time to sweep his cheeks, the boy made an exaggerated expression, signaling He Wan'er to smirk like him, so as to find out the location of the laughing muscles.

He Guaner was very cooperative, and after his cheeks were swept with a faint cherry blossom pink, the makeup artist clapped his hands and applauded: "It's so beautiful, perfect!"

After more than ten minutes, when she finally finished setting her makeup, Cai Jia picked up the shawl on the chair next to her and put it on He Wan'er's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, just a few, just take a few shots." ”

He Wan'er pursed his lips and nodded.

Mo Chunshan told her that day that she didn't need to take wedding photos, saying that she had found someone P picture, but she didn't expect to PS a full set of wedding photos, which was still very difficult.

Because it is not too easy to find a model who is about the same height as her, and the other photos are still easy to do, but it is really difficult to enlarge a group to be used as a welcome for the day.

So after getting off work on this day, He Waner was taken to a studio by Mo Chunshan and worked overtime to make the indispensable group of wedding photos.

Fortunately, all the photos that need to be retaken can be done indoors, and because there is post-production, the ordinary wedding dress in the photo studio can cope with the past, and there is no need to go through a lot of trouble.

As He Guaner's "personal assistant", Caijia naturally walked with her today, looking at her, he couldn't help but admire: "It's so beautiful." ”

You must know that the quality of the wedding dresses in the wedding studio will not be too good, they are all from the wholesale channel at most a few thousand road goods, the style is novel, but the fabric is not very good.

However, the ordinary wedding dress worn on He Wan'er seems to have skyrocketed in value, and there is a sense of luxury.

Her hair is pulled up high, her slender and graceful neck is a string of thin pearls, half of her shoulders are covered by a small shawl, the slim design of the wedding dress wraps her slender and graceful curves, and the fishtail skirt blooms like a flower, elegant, romantic and fairy.

The makeup artist was very satisfied with the results of his work, and smiled at the orchid finger: "Yes, it's very beautiful." ”

With his pair of fiery eyes and feel, this is not only a rare mixed-race beauty with three-dimensional facial features, but also a pure natural knife that has not been touched at all, which is really rare, so he is full of strength to be worthy of today's salary, and he praises it sincerely.

He Wan'er was a little embarrassed by the praise of the two of them, and hurriedly took Caijia's hand: "Let's go, rest early after filming." ”

Mo Chunshan had already dressed up and was waiting in front of the set.

He was dressed in a white suit, a simple black bow tie, and nine minutes long trouser legs, not grand but elegant and casual, and because of the strong aura of the deity, he was unusually handsome.

When He Wan'er appeared, his eyes were obviously bright, but he just pretended to look away indifferently, but he didn't know that this pretentiousness had already been seen by Caijia, and he was secretly amused.

He Guan'er walked to a distance of five or six meters away from him, saw the photographer on the side waiting, turned around and took off the shawl to protect against the cold and handed it to Caijia, so he revealed a large white and graceful back.

Meng Qianyang was stunned and sighed: "It's easy to back." ”

Seeing Mo Chunshan's eyes thrown like knives, he hurriedly gaged to try to save his life: "It's a pity not to cup." ”

He reacted quickly, but it was already too late, and the next second he was stepped on by Mo Chunshan from the surface of his feet, and his little toes hurt his heart.

Meng Qianyang covered his feet and jumped up, but he was embarrassed to scream, his face was flushed, and he regretted in his heart that he really shouldn't have provoked estrus animals.

It's easy to wait for the pain to come, Mo Chunshan has already stood side by side with He Wan'er, ready to take pictures under the guidance of the photographer.

Caijia paced over with a shawl, stood beside him and held the venue and said, "What a couple." ”

Meng Qianyang pursed his lips unconvinced, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "What a pair of dog men and women." ”

Local tyrants such as Mo Chunshan, it is naturally impossible to be a good photographer, and the shooting location is also one of the best studios rented by Caijiahua at a high price.

With such a high-end studio, such a professional photographer, and a ready-made talent and beauty, it stands to reason that a handsome woman can be put into a photo frame to form an ideal wedding photo with a click of a random shot, but the process of this group of wedding photos is unexpectedly tortuous.

Photographers are expensive, so they naturally have some real skills, and if they have skills, they will have some bullish temper - or have a bit of professional ethics and persistence as a photographer.

So no matter how much money the big guy gave, if the shooting doesn't go well, it's still the same.

The cameraman's name is Qiang Zai, and he is a little fat man with a round head and a round brain. After he picked up the camera and pressed a few shots at them, he was quite dissatisfied with the sample, squinting at the standing posture and expressions of He Guaner and Mo Chunshan, and speaking Mandarin with a thick accent.

"Silly guy, Alcoa, can you get closer? By the way, get closer—hey, is it so cold, you're all frozen and have difficulty moving? We're taking wedding photos and not ghost movies, okay if you're happy? Oops! Alcoa doesn't want a standard smile with eight teeth! You're married and not a waiter, you won't tip you......"

The strong boy is even fatter, and he is not worried that the guests' self-esteem will not be able to stand his poisonous tongue.

Meng Qianyang was stunned, and turned his head blankly to ask Caijia: "Where did you find the stunned boy? Aren't you afraid that He Wan'er will get angry and beat him?"

Cai Jia frowned tightly and did not make a sound, but she was even more afraid that Mo Chunshan would get angry and fire people, and she didn't know where to catch a qualified photographer at this critical juncture.

They were like facing a great enemy, but Mo Chunshan and He Wan'er did not react, but adjusted their postures and expressions according to the photographer's requirements, especially Mo Chunshan, who was a little more difficult to adapt.

After all, interlacing is like separating mountains, compared to the last time he only used to pretend to be cool in the newspaper industry, the requirements for wedding photos are really difficult for him.

You can't laugh, you can't fake a smile, and you can't laugh without laughing. The standard of "a smile of happiness from the heart" that the fat man said is too ethereal, how should I find it?

Ten minutes passed, He Waner was so-so, and Mo Chunshan's expression was still not affirmed by Qiang Zai.

Qiang Zai picked up the camera and looked at what he had just shot, and shook his head helplessly while dissing: "Silly guy, you didn't wear makeup just now, okay, you are a pretty boy, you are amazing, and you are more handsome than others if you don't wear makeup, but can you not laugh like a zombie?"

Meng Qianyang gasped: "Tai Sui's head has broken ground, can this be endured?"