The white pigeon sent a message to Nani to find the owner in the owner group of the community, and at the same time, in several local pet exchange groups in Jiangcheng, the adoption group also sent a message to the lost Nani to find the owner.

Leaflets were sent and posted, but all of them were lost.

In a pet supply store near the community, Bai Pigeon bought a food bowl, dog food, and a leash, and was checking out.

Qin Jiannan beat his legs tiredly, "Little pigeon, what are you going to do with it?" You're not going to want to raise it, are you? ”

"That's all I can do for now, I've been taking care of it for a few days." The white pigeon put the newly bought leash on Nani, and Nani did not look very resistant, and naturally followed the white pigeon to walk.

"What if it has any disease? What if you have any germs on your body? ”

"So just in case, take it for a medical check-up!"

So Qin Jiannan watched in despair as the white pigeon led Nani to a nearby pet hospital.

"The dog had just had his baby teeth replaced, was not yet a year old, and was a handsome young man. It is very healthy, all indicators are normal, it doesn't need to be overly cared for at all, as long as it is fed on time and kept watering. ”

This is the conclusion of the doctors.

Qin Jianan was unwilling, "When we go to the crew, can you still take it to the crew?" There are people who are eager to find your fault, and you bring a dog, just enough for people to catch your fault. ”

"Its owner was always there to find me and I could return Nani at any time. Before that, shouldn't my assistant go home and work with me to get ready for tomorrow's shoot? The white pigeon's words finally blocked Qin Jianan's mouth.

The next day's magazine shoot was the inside page of "Beauty". Beauty isn't a hot first-tier magazine, but it's still a great opportunity.

The first photo that Chen Mo found for Bai Ge was an inside page, so that she could show her face first and test the water in the entertainment industry.

In the dressing room of the studio, because there are several artists and models to shoot, the dressing room is a little crowded. The makeup artists are also very busy, and the girl who makes up the white pigeon is obviously still hand-made, and she is a little afraid to start.

"You turn up, it's okay, I believe in you." The white pigeon said to the little makeup artist with a smile.

Qin Jiannan also came to the magazine's studio for the first time, and everything seemed so novel and unfamiliar.

But when the official shooting began, everything was not so easy.

The first set of clothes of the white dove was a set of dresses, which was full of luxury. At the moment she was sitting on a palatial sofa, drinking coffee elegantly.

But the mood is really not elegant.

"Relax a little more! Relax! The photographer reluctantly explained, "As soon as your expression relaxes now, your body stiffens again." The body relaxes, and the expression begins to be unnatural again! ”

"You have to think of yourself as a lady drinking coffee, not a maid with a cup and a pretentious maid, OK"

The photographer's words made Bai Pigeon's face a little unbearable, and she was originally a little nervous, plus she had never officially taken pictures in the studio, so she couldn't talk about any lens expression, and it was difficult to even maintain a normal level of expression and pose.

"Your neck is stiff, the neck is very important in portrait photos, if you concave into a posture that you are very uncomfortable with, people will feel awkward when they see the photo......" Finally, the photographer reluctantly raised his hand and let the white pigeon touch up his makeup first.

"I may not be this material."

Between touch-ups, the white pigeon whispered to Qin Jianan. Qin Jianan pinched the palm of the white pigeon. "It's hard at the beginning, you don't have modeling experience, and it's normal to be a little awkward in front of the camera. You can trust the photographer to bring out all your beauty. ”

Photographers are accustomed to photographing expressive models and artists, as long as the lights in the studio are on, no matter how tired or sloppy the artist is, he can quickly enter the role, become radiant, and have a light in his eyes. They change postures with composure, revealing an impeccable side face and a well-controlled smile after thousands of trainings.

But the white pigeon is obviously not this kind of artist.

"I think I'm kind of a studio photographer right now, you know?" The photographer was a bit frustrated.

"I want to pose for you one pose at a time, which completely slows down the whole shooting progress. I've seen a lot of girls like you, and beauty is beautiful, but it's really not suitable for this industry. ”

"Who isn't suitable for this job?"

A suffocating voice came in, and then a graceful figure, "Do you think I'm suitable for this job?" ”

Entering the room was a man, in his early thirties, who walked gracefully, wearing a Welsh checked suit trousers, a dirty pink shirt on the top, and two straps on his trousers. He wears a diamond stud earring in his left ear.

Almost as soon as he entered the studio, the white pigeon smelled his perfume.

It is cold and has a strong sense of presence.

The photographer held the camera and couldn't help but pinch a few photos of the visitor.

"Ray, why are you here?"

Although the man is very fat, it still can't stop the fact that he is a good-looking man. He casually brushed his hair at the camera.

"Take a good picture of me."

After pinching a few photos, the photographer put down the camera: "What kind of wind blew you here?" You don't go out of the mountains easily. ”

"Isn't it, Ray raised his hand and poked the photographer's shoulder, I won't come again, I don't know what my artist has been bullied by you!"

The photographer's expression changed significantly, and at this moment Ray had walked in front of the white pigeon, looked the white pigeon up and down, and the white pigeon was uncomfortable with that look, and before he could speak, Ray paced back to the photographer.

"Our little pigeon is obviously eating this bowl of rice, do you see what kind of clothing you chose for our little pigeon?"

The white pigeon was frightened by "our little pigeon", and Qin Jiannan was also confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

"This was decided by the editor-in-chief at a meeting yesterday. Because September and October are going to go retro style, it must be a big hit. The editor who was in charge of following the shooting explained on the side.

"Stand up and show me." Ray naturally pointed lightly, and the white pigeon didn't ask anything, stood up obediently, and turned around obediently.

"The retro style also depends on how you go," Ray waved his hand to the little girl in charge of the costume next to him, "You, take me to see the costume." ”

The little girl immediately agreed, with a look of adoration for Ray in her eyes.

The photographer held the camera, his expression was a little depressed, and he didn't have the previous contempt for the white pigeon, but complained: "Why didn't you say that your agent was Ray!" ”

The white pigeon nodded and said, "It's the first time I've seen it." What happened to him? ”

The photographer changed the way he said that the white pigeon was not suitable for this job, and instead talked about Ray with great interest.

"He's the smiling tiger of the industry! The first person to hide a knife in Mianli. He has become popular with many artists, and several of them are popular fried chicken. The company asked him to be your agent, which is enough to see how much the company attaches importance to you, and you are a person that Xingyu has to spend a lot of effort to cultivate. ”

"That means Ray is very capable? Looks pretty harsh, huh? Then the white dove was controlled by him? Qin Jiannan couldn't help but interject.

The photographer tilted his head and looked at Qin Jiannan like a fool.

"What do you mean by being in charge? How do you seem to be reluctant? You must know that the artist brought by him can be said to be quite happy, and he is a rare favorite artist in his first place. Of course, we also call it "calf guard". Although the agent should unconditionally stand by the artist's side to pave the way for the artist, he is also a little too exaggerated. Strive for the best resources for his artists, and other agents will have a headache when they meet him. It's just that he has been in the industry for a long time, has a lot of resources, and has a wide range of contacts, so he is particularly good at this industry. ”

As he spoke, Ray had already returned.

He completely ignored the topic of a few people just now, but looked intently at the few costumes he had brought over, "What kind of artists are they on the inner page with our little pigeon this time?" What style do they shoot? ”

The magazine's editor flipped through the minutes of the meeting, "There is a new model, the champion of the just-concluded model contest, she is retro sports. There is also the heroine of the TV series "Paris Holiday", she filmed the retro style of the tea break dress. ”

"So the retro style of our little pigeon is to drink coffee here in these cumbersome dresses? Isn't this all at once compared! Your editor-in-chief doesn't watch people put down dishes, but this shape can't highlight the style of our little pigeon, not only is it icing on the cake, but also lowers the appearance of our little pigeon. I've seen all these clothes, but they can't do it. ”

The editor was a little anxious, "The brand sponsor has already negotiated with the magazine. If you want to replace it temporarily, it's a bit of a strong man......"

"What sponsors?"

Ray raised his eyebrows, and a knife flew over, which made the editor tremble with fright, and he didn't understand how a man who looked like a girl still had such sharp eyes and aura.

"It's fairindire. Their family has a series of retro-style designs this season. ”

"I see."

Ray picked up the phone, and in the blink of an eye, he was smiling and his tone was coquettish.

"Seetie, I'm Ray, I didn't think we'd be working together again so soon......"

Qin Jiannan leaned next to the white pigeon, "I think Lu Yuanhe sent him to your side to let you learn how to be coquettish." ”

Bai Ge didn't think this was what Lu Yuanhe meant, but it was like Chen Mo's handwriting.

She looked at the agent who was on the phone with a spring breeze on his face, and felt that he was in awe of him.