The water is blown and the filming has officially begun.

I have to say that the vision of Modu Commerce is still quite poisonous, whether it is a model, a cameraman, or even a lighting and assistant field clerk, they are all very professional people, from the orderly order of the scene, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are big names in their respective fields.

Where did this girl get these big names together? Xu Zixuan was puzzled.

Of course, Pumei is not bad either. Although she is not a professional model, she has accumulated a lot of experience in shooting print advertisements in her years of trainee life and debut life. Let's not talk about the level, at least in the face of such a scene, I don't feel stunned, and my expression can be constantly transformed according to the requirements of the cameraman, and it is very powerful to be able to do this.

But but, Yin Pumei, are you overinvested?!

Take a photo, as for leaning your head on the shoulder of someone else's male god? What's on your face?

mo？ Hugged? Oh, let go and don't let go of my day, you hairy white monkey, dare to eat wuli Pumei's tofu Believe it or not, it will make you a foreign eunuch in a while?!

I won't kiss again, will I? This is absolutely not good, it's okay, it's just that bobo is not right, bobo is not good, my fork, where did Shi Xiangning, the dead girl, die? Did she design these moves?!

Affectionately look at each other, drink a glass of wine, sit on the thigh, bobo forehead

Xu Zixuan really wanted to pull Shi Xiangning out, beat him hard, and then ask when Modu Commerce and Trade became a company that produced couples' products?! Nima shoots an advertisement, and it's all about to be made into a love promotional video. If it weren't for the wrong clothes, Nima could be used as a wedding photo directly!

"Be more intimate, the two of them be more intimate, right. That's all."

"Good to hold"

The cameraman didn't care about Xu Zixuan's grievances, and constantly instructed the two protagonists to change various intimate postures.

Looking at Pu Mei with a smile on her face, she fiddled with various movements according to the cameraman's request. Xu Zixuan felt a burst of irritability in his heart. I begged for a cigarette from a field attendant on the periphery, walked to the corner of the set, squatted down and lit it, and smoked it heavily. Originally, fireworks were strictly forbidden on the set, but due to the relationship between Xu Zixuan and Shi Xiangning, no one present dared to step forward to persuade the ancestors, and they all turned their heads and turned a blind eye.

"Ahem, cough, cough" It's a pity that he, who has never been used to smoking before, was choked by the strong smell of smoke and his face was flushed.

"Alas, you're bullying me too?" Xu Zixuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground fiercely and stepped on it a few times with his foot.

Just when the fire was about to reach its peak, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Side?" Xu Zixuan glanced at the HK number on his mobile phone. There is no good connection.

"Neania Seyo, is it Xu Zixuan?" The other party spoke a not very authentic Korean dialect, and his tone was very polite.

"Inside" Xu Zixuan looked at the phone screen again in surprise, it was indeed the local number of HK, yes, "I'm Xu Zixuan, may I ask if you are?"

"Xu Zixuanxi, hello, my name is Quan Ningyi, I am the partner and operation officer of the fashion brand BLANC &CLERA, I am calling this time for"

Needless to say, Xu Zixuan's hearing was directly cut off when he saw "Quan Ningyi". Isn't Quan Ningyi Jessica's rumored boyfriend? A familiar face appeared in Xu Zixuan's mind again, looking at that beautiful face, Xu Zixuan suddenly felt so painful!

"Quan Ningyi? Are you Kwon Nyeong-il? Xu Zixuan's tone was cold. And without the slightest emotion, "How did you know my mobile number?" ”

"Huh?" Quan Ningyi was introducing himself and his company on the other end of the phone, but he didn't expect the other party's mind to be here at all, "I'm Quan Ningyi, I know your number from Chairman Shi Qing, and that's it." Xu Zixuan xi, our BLANC &CLERA brand wants to be in the mainland"

"I don't care what you want to do," Xu Zixuan replied coldly, "I don't have any interest in you or your brand, and I'm not in the mood to talk to you, no matter where you know my number, no matter what you want me to do." I'll send you one word: how far to roll, how far to roll"

After speaking, he ignored Quan Ningyi's shouting on the phone. Xu Zixuan hung up the phone directly.

Xu Zixuan held the phone and gasped, as if answering this call was more tiring than killing.

Kwon Nyeong-il? Why did he call me? And also. Why did Mom give him my number? Where did Shi Xiangning's girl die? Did anyone explain it to me?

What the hell is going on with this TM?

Xu Zixuan scratched his head in distress.

Why? Why? The pain that has been sealed in the depths of my heart, why do I have to release it to harm myself?

I have made up my mind to start anew, and I don't want to touch the old things again, but why are there always some clowns who keep jumping in front of me, reminding myself of the people and things in the past

It's a bad feeling, it's bad!

The phone rang again, Xu Zixuan hung up without looking, and then turned off the mobile phone tremblingly.

QuietHe doesn't need anything now, just quiet.

Xu Zixuan's back looked very bleak and sad in the corner of the shooting venue

There were people coming and going in the venue, everyone was concentrating on their own things, and no one glanced at Xu Zixuan's corner.

Except for one person.

Wuli Pumei xi.

Believe it or not, even if Wuli Pumei is posing and facing the camera with a smile, her eyes have always been aimed at Xu Zixuan, so warm and pink, and there is wood on her feet?

"This stinky oppa actually smokes?" Seeing Xu Zixuan walking to the corner with a cigarette, the expression on Pumei's face couldn't help but froze.

"Female models, please pay attention to the natural expression and smile" This little change was also keenly captured by the cameraman, and he couldn't help but remind loudly.

Although I couldn't understand what the cameraman was saying, judging from his expression, he was dissatisfied with himself. Pumei immediately controlled her expression, smiling and smiling, what's wrong with oppa? Crying?

Seeing Xu Zixuan's bleak back, Pu Mei couldn't control it no matter how much he controlled it! She told the staff in barely intelligible English that she wanted to go to the bathroom, and then bowed to everyone to apologize.

“OK！” The videographer waved generously, "take a five-minute break" (to be continued......

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