Zhong Mingxia is really kind to her talent: "In addition to taking pictures, I never wear high heels to destroy the calf muscles, and I never wear underwear to leave traces, and then fitness, dieting, pay attention to the maintenance of skin, nails, hands and feet Every part, but it is still embarrassing, especially as I grow up and become more and more exposed to the inside story of the photography industry, I feel a little weak-willed, so I wander on the edge of laws and regulations and morality, and I am afraid of falling into the water all day long…… I actually feel better these days. ”

Wan Changsheng could only say: "You can be regarded as using your brains, but this bowl of rice is also youth rice, right?" How old are you now? ”

Zhong Mingxia actually has a complete career plan: "That's why I came to the Academy of Fine Arts to find a long-term fixed well-known painter, they said that painters think differently, and they will not look down on models from their hearts, if they can find someone who really likes me, it will be perfect, it really doesn't work, it is said that painter models can be at least thirty or forty years old, as long as I maintain them well, there are very few photographic models in their twenties, and there are very few middle-aged clothes who can shoot them." ”

Wan Changsheng was surprised by this girl's Qingqi brain circuit: "Are you trying to find a lifelong partner from the painter?" Is there such a thing? ”

Zhong Mingxia touched his mobile phone with great interest and flipped it over to him: "You see that the foreign painter I collected married his own model, and this, I heard that this is very famous, and he also brought the model back to Europe from the Pacific Ocean, and there are also it in China, you see this is still a matter of the past two years, in the next province, he painted a painting for the model for tens of millions, and gave her several pictures, which is much better than a photographic model!" ”

Wan Changsheng's hands were all mushy, and he couldn't scratch his head if he wanted to: "You...... I've heard of Gauguin, but do you know what a sampling error is? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of painters, there will always be a few who may have a special relationship with models, but the vast majority of them are not like this, and this hit rate is unreliable. ”

Zhong Mingxia was disdainful: "That's a few percent, a few thousand, a few ten-thousandths, have you ever seen a photographer have such a thing?" I've never seen anything anyway! But in the past few days at the Academy of Fine Arts, I found that you are different from them, and I feel that my choice is right, at least you are very regular in class, and the school also has strict rules and regulations, and there are no restrictions on what is in the studio! ”

Wan Changsheng recognized this difference: "I heard that the oil painting department has not been strictly controlled recently, and there are still people who take pictures secretly, but the sculpture department is absolutely not allowed, and we have few people." ”

Zhong Mingxia hurriedly wrote it down: "Is it an oil painting department?" Okay, okay, I'm definitely not going to go...... Yes, I just hope that there are few people, once I saw that several models took pictures at the same time, but there were a lot of onlookers, the order was not good, people often came in and out, the venue was not closed at all, I had to wear that kind of underwear all day long, my face was red, it was very uncomfortable, this job was still discriminated against, I was afraid that people would know that I was doing this, so I wanted to come to the Academy of Fine Arts to see if there was a change. ”

Wan Changsheng sighed: "Your idea is really ...... Even if you don't learn something else, most people will consider at least doing other work around physical beauty, and you are still a tendon that does not breathe. ”

Zhong Mingxia is narcissistic: "I have felt that I have a good figure and am proud of it since I was a child, so I concentrate on maintenance, isn't this the same as a sports athlete?" It's just that the power they pursue, the skills, I will keep the beauty. ”

Wan Changsheng admired: "It must be difficult for ordinary people to accept this profession. ”

Zhong Mingxia sighed: "It's hard for me to accept, but wearing clothes is just a hanger, underwear is too tempting, the mannequins of the Academy of Fine Arts, I think it's much better to adapt, at least there is almost no kind of hot gaze in the classroom, I can feel it when I don't look at it, when I shoot in the studio and outside, I am simply insulted by this gaze!" This is a legitimate profession, I have always been very dedicated and serious, but also very inferior, once when I was shooting, a man asked me to make friends on WeChat, I must refuse, immediately scolded and scolded me to pretend, isn't it just a bare-ass girl, hurt self-esteem! I'm honest and shy by nature, and I'm very traditional......"

Wan Changsheng almost learned the protracted sound of his friends, you have done this work and it is still called traditional?

But he is really respectful, even if the girl may habitually exaggerate, he will not pierce it: "You don't talk like shyness." ”

Zhong Mingxia smiled: "Because you are a good person, you can feel it." ”

Wan Changsheng still can't understand the subtlety of this sentence, so it's really a good person to think about it, anyway, this work of turning the mold is a meticulous process, no need to use your brain, but it is a bit time-consuming: "Well-known painters are basically married, and they are relatively old, if I help you introduce, it is also a certain responsibility, not only to help you bear the responsibility of not being harassed, but also to bear the responsibility of not destroying other people's families, right?" ”

Zhong Mingxia is really still a little traditional: "That's right, you try to help me introduce singles, and everyone who has seen me still says it's good......"

Wan Changsheng felt that this sounded weird!

Zhong Mingxia is shy: "I still want to be young and handsome...... It's not right, most of the young and handsome people spend their minds, or someone likes it early, just follow it, do you have a girlfriend? ”

Wan Changsheng hurried: "Yes, yes!" ”

Zhong Mingxia didn't regret it: "That's right, I said that most of the young and handsome ones are left, not to mention that I still do this......"

I can hear that I do have an inferiority complex.

Wan Changsheng didn't know how to comfort him.

At this time, Ma Zhenyu came around from the sculpture factory, and when he saw this, he almost instinctively took out his mobile phone to take pictures!

After class, it's past five o'clock, and now it's almost a bit of a dusk meaning, the sculpture factory was originally in Shumei, and now under the dead trees, stone piles, and broken sheds, a girl with a good posture sits there with Erlang's legs crossed, even if it's just a silhouette, it is also set off with a delicate beauty under the desolation.

But Zhong Mingxia was really sensitive to the camera, and immediately resisted and grabbed Wan Changsheng's backpack to block it on her shoulder and destroy the picture.

Ma Zhenyu also ran over: "Wanwan, who is this beauty!" Take a picture ......"

Zhong Mingxia had already stretched out her hand with a cold face: "Taking pictures without permission is an act of infringing on portrait rights, don't you know that this is a crime?" At the very least, it's rude! ”

Ma Zhenyu, who was keen on taking pictures, was shocked, and quickly and skillfully pulled out the photo and handed it over: "But it's really beautiful, you see how beautiful this silhouette is." ”

This trick may be very useful for most girls, even Du Wen wants to pay attention to her beautiful photos, but Zhong Mingxia has an indescribable disgust: "This is a candid shot!" Deleted! ”

Ma Zhenyu was surprised, he couldn't believe his ears, is this no appreciation?

Wan Changsheng understood, and urged with a smile: "Delete it, people don't like to be secretly photographed, if you want to take pictures, ask if you can take pictures." ”

Ma Zhenyu also gave him a look: "Such a beautiful silhouette ......"

Zhong Mingxia was disgusted: "You don't understand or what, he said deleted it!" ”

Ma Zhenyu had no choice but to delete the photos in person, Zhong Mingxia also checked, and by the way, he saw a lot of beautiful pictures he had taken before, so he complained to Wan Changsheng: "Look, look, this is the most common situation, there are candid photos everywhere, do you say I am still willing to shoot in the studio?" ”

Wan Changsheng understood a little now, of course, Zhong Mingxia's reaction may also be professionally too sensitive: "You are about to vomit when you take pictures, of course you don't like others to take pictures of you, just like a beautiful girl is a little annoyed when she hears others say that she is beautiful." ”

These words originally reminded Du Wen's original reaction.

Zhong Mingxia couldn't agree more: "Yes, yes, yes!" Whether my own body looks good or not is my business, whether you like it or not is your business, each is responsible for its own affairs, don't try to interfere and affect the other, right? ”

Wan Changsheng laughed: "Yo, you also understand this truth, so why don't you think so when you feel embarrassed and inferior?" ”

Zhong Mingxia was silent for a while, probably still put on her clothes, and her thinking finally returned to the tsundere that a beauty should have.

Besides, she's not a fool.

immediately fell into thinking, and held his chin to support his mouth with his backhand.

She is a professional model, even if she doesn't know the principle of balance between opposites, in fact, she looks good when she makes a random move.

Ma Zhenyu's hands are itching terribly!

But this time I finally couldn't help taking pictures, and I was reluctant to leave: "Wanwan, do you want me to help?" ”

If you change a boy, you may think that he is a light bulb, Wan Changsheng doesn't care, and even gratitude: "Hurry up!" I'll invite you to dinner later, I haven't eaten yet......"

After a while, Zhong Mingxia was faint: "As soon as you say this, my heart is quite open, try it tomorrow, what is your name?" What in case? ”

Ma Zhenyu immediately had a wonderful expression, wanting to participate and forbearing.

Wan Changsheng actually said: "It doesn't matter what my name is, anyway, I've been in class for the past two weeks, I'll tell you if there's news about it, if you really want to, we'll go through the legal process to ensure responsibility and safety." ”

Zhong Mingxia, oh, held her chin again and didn't speak.

It's just that the whole body is relaxed in the plastic chair this time, I don't know what to think, and the toes that are cocked are really easy to shake.

Wan Changsheng acted quickly, first pasted the plaster molds made of the two new clay sculptures, and when they were dry, he adjusted the epoxy resin to pour the previous hands and feet into the mold.

It was almost more than two hours after this was done, and Ma Zhenyu was beckoned to go out to eat, and Zhong Mingxia woke up like a dream and walked out of the gate of the academy together.

The meals in the cafeteria have passed, so naturally they will look for food at the school gate, Wan Changsheng once again drove the beauties away: "I can't get the results tonight, I'll fill the new gypsum mold with FRP in an hour or two, and I won't see the results until tomorrow morning, you take these two hands and feet first, right?" ”

may really have to consider Zhong Mingxia's special profession, most ordinary men are more reserved when facing beautiful women, and they have to weigh how many catties and taels they have, but they may have an inexplicable sense of superiority over her, and they make endless appointments about eating and dating.

Wan Changsheng drew the line clearly.

Zhong Mingxia was inevitable: "Do you still look down on me in your heart?" ”

Wan Changsheng looked at her innocently: "Where do you start with this, I have a lot of things to do all day long, you are off work, what are you mixing with your eldest girl......

Just then, his cell phone rang.