On Sunday night, as soon as Xiaoyuan entered the dormitory, he heard that Zhong Yuan had invited him to dinner.

Everyone said they didn't have to, but Zhong Yuan didn't do it, and he had to ask Xiexie everyone to help him decorate.

Xiang Xiaoyuan dissuaded: "Zhong Yuan, you really don't need to! You are now the time when you are the tightest in hand! You should keep the money to buy furniture and household appliances!"

Zhong Yuan smiled: "It's okay, I'm making extra money! Invite everyone to eat once, and you still can't eat my food!"

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, Zhong Yuan told everyone about being a model this week.

After attending a classmate's wedding last time, the classmates who hadn't been in touch for a long time slowly connected again.

One of her classmates works as a photography assistant at a large advertising agency, and was recently filming a set of high-end furniture commercials, with a big-name international star as an endorsement.

The advertisement has just been filmed, but the manufacturer is not very satisfied, and hopes to find an oriental girl with "waterfall-like black hair" as a stand-in to shoot the back.

This seemingly simple request made everyone die.

I found a lot of hair models, but the other party was just not satisfied. Always picky, either saying that the hair color is wrong, or that the hair quality is not good, or that the temperament is not enough.

In the face of such picky customers, everyone is anxious.

Her classmates suddenly remembered Zhong Yuan who she had seen at the wedding banquet, wasn't this the most suitable person?

Zhong Yuan's long hair is really like a waterfall, black and long, and her phoenix eyes are simply the best portrayal of oriental temperament.

So I hurriedly contacted Zhong Yuan, hoping that she could help with this.

Zhong originally wanted to refuse, but now he is busy preparing for marriage, and his hands are indeed a little tight. It's also a good thing to be able to help your classmates and get a labor fee yourself.

So, she agreed.

The filming took place in an enclosed live location studio.

Make-up artists and photographers are international masters.

It seems that this furniture manufacturer is indeed rich, and it is indeed picky, and it did not deal with things because he was just a stand-in.

Of course, Zhong Yuan didn't know that any set of Italian sofas in the studio was worth millions.

At that time, the furniture was shipped with a huge amount of insurance from the manufacturer.

The cost of these advertising is only a drop in the bucket for them.

When Zhong Yuan finished his makeup and walked into the shooting scene in a burgundy bareback dress, everyone was stunned.

The tails of her eyes were outlined extremely long, her lips were like blooming red rose petals, and this oriental face had a tall Greek nose, strangely without a sense of disobedience.

Like the goddess depicted in the poem, she stands in the middle of the sea, half from the East and half from Northern Europe.

It is the first time that many people have seen what is called "long waterfall hair", and everyone has always thought that this is just an exaggerated adjective, but this moment is so concrete.

Even well-informed photographers can't help but praise her as the muse of the East, with long silky hair and skin, and perfect facial features.

There was a strange aura on her body, which made the lights dim, and made people feel so excited that every cold hair stood up.

Zhong Yuan sat on the leather sofa, stretched his neck and twisted his waist, exposing his side face and back, his long hair hanging down his shoulders and forming a beautiful bend on the sofa.

Because she has been practicing dance, her limbs are very soft and can perform all kinds of movements required by photographers.

The assistants around the onlookers were all speechless, not knowing which company's model this was, so haode qualifications would be content to just be a stand-in.

It was filming when a man crept in and stood on the sidelines, not noticing him.

Fu Xianlong stood behind the assistant with his arms crossed, looking at the girl quietly.

At this moment, she had changed into a black evening dress, her hair was tucked to one side, and her long tooth-white slender neck was snuggled up on the red couch.

The dazzling red was more and more dazzling against the inky black, and the white was like the light that came out in the layers of dark clouds.

Fu Xianlong felt that this girl was very familiar, and suddenly remembered that he had seen her, in his own shopping mall.

That day, she was trying on a small purple dress embroidered with large peony flowers.

He was very impressed by that dress, and the person who could handle it made him even more impressed.

He thought she was dressed appropriately, so he gave it to her.

I just didn't expect to be here again yujian her. (If you forget, please look back: Volume 2 P164 Who Will Let Me Go" - Chapter 165 "Pleasing to the Eye"

"Which company's model is this?" Fu Xianlong asked the staff around him in a low voice.

Hearing his voice, the camera assistants who were watching the master's work intently couldn't help but be surprised.

Everyone knows that he is the big boss of this advertising agency, but he is rarely seen here.

When everyone saw him, they immediately whispered, and the photographer noticed the commotion behind him and was a little displeased. Then he turned his head and saw him.

The two waved their hands, and Fu Xianlong withdrew from the studio and came to the studio.

His personal assistant asked the insider, who came back and said that the girl was not a professional model, or even a model at all.

The shooting process didn't end until the evening, and for the first time, Chung Hara felt that being a model was not an easy task.

At the end of the day, my tired waist is about to break, and my neck is about to be twisted.

Fortunately, it's finally over......

The photographer came to the studio and saw that Fu Xianlong had not left, so he sat down and greeted him.

The two of them are friends who have forgotten their years, and Fu Xianlong has great respect for this master of photography who is much older than himself, and the master also admires this tasteful young man.

The two of them talked about this girl who was a stand-in, and the master kept sighing that there was an extreme beauty in her, a feeling, a feeling that photographers wanted to capture.

Indifferent and peaceful, but with an overwhelming spirit, a contradictory and harmonious existence.

This kind of feeling and people who have this feeling are both something that can be met but not sought......

Zhong Yuan changed into his own clothes, wrapped a plaid scarf, and casually pulled his long hair back his head.

It's back to the way it used to be, which makes her feel very comfortable.

She was just about to leave when the staff stopped her and said that someone wanted to see her.

Zhong Yuan was puzzled, but still came to a reception room.

When the young man sitting on the couch saw her, he politely stood up and motioned for her to sit down.

After being introduced, Zhong Yuan learned that this handsome and elegant man turned out to be the boss of the company.

"Miss Zhong, have you ever been a model before, or have you received professional model training?"

Fu Xianlong asked with a smile.

Zhong Yuan shook his head: "Never, this is the first time." ”

This girl, both in face and figure, is simply favored by God to eat this line of food. The kind of atmosphere and confidence in her gestures really makes it hard to believe that she has never been in contact with this industry.

"Is Miss Zhong interested in becoming a professional model?" Fu Xianlong said and put a contract in front of Zhong Yuan: "It doesn't matter, you can answer me after thinking about it." ”

Zhong Yuan picked up the contract, flipped through it, then put it down, and replied with a smile:

"Xiexie, but I'm not going to be a professional model. ”