Wen Chen felt that she shouldn't have agreed to Han Jixing for a while, because now she was like sitting on pins and needles, and she was uncomfortable. The make-up artist smeared on her face, and the hairstylist scratched and scratched at her hair, permed and dyed. She felt like a puppet, allowing the staff to dress up at will, and not yet make a sound.

Zhaoying, who came with her, was full of freshness about everything here, and she was deeply shocked from the moment she got off the car and saw the wedding manor.

"I have long heard that there is a very luxurious wedding manor in S City, I have always wanted to come and find out, but I didn't expect to borrow your light today.

"I really didn't expect Chenchen that your college friend got engaged at Jingyun Hotel, and a person you met casually in Japan could also be the young master of this wedding manor.

"Hey, I said Chenchen, don't look so sad, think about it from another angle, you are a bride today, how can you have a bride with such a bitter face."

Wen Chen listened to Zhao Ying's chatter, and said helplessly: "Zhao Ying, can you stop and be quiet for a while?" My ears are full of your chatter, and my head is big. ”

It's a pity that Wen Chen's body can't move at this time, his head can't turn, and he can only see Zhao Ying behind her through the mirror, sticking out his tongue at her and making a grimace.

"Alright, let's go change your clothes. Haute clay custom wedding dresses, even every bead on the clothes is hand-sewn, baby, go to the fitting room to change it. The chief makeup artist cocked his orchid fingers and stuffed the clothes into Wen Chen's arms. In fact, Wen Chen wants to know, are makeup artists such a mother? When he called baby, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

This wedding dress fits perfectly, and the layers of white light yarn wrap around Wen Chen's body, as if it was tailor-made for her. Every piece of lace and every bead on the wedding dress shows its holiness and purity.

Wen Chen touched the delicate and dense bead embroidery on the wedding dress, and couldn't help but sigh, no wonder so many people said that women must wear a wedding dress once in their lives.

"Chenchen, okay, hurry up! I can't wait to see what you look like as a bride. ”

Hearing Zhao Ying urging outside, Wen Chen opened a crack in the door, revealing half of his head. She looked at the crowd waiting in the dressing room, and felt timid.

"Don't be sluggish, come out quickly." Zhao Ying urged.

"I ......"

"What am I, come out quickly! Not only did we wait in a hurry, but the camera crew outside also waited for a long time. ”

Wen Chen took a deep breath in the fitting room and calmed down slightly before opening the door. But the first thing that catches your eye is the surprised or indifferent expressions of everyone, as well as the mysterious smile of the chief makeup artist and the exaggerated stunned eyes of Zhao Ying.

"How?" Wen Chen asked uneasily.

Zhao Ying slowly withdrew her exaggerated expression and swallowed. Wen Chen was amused by Zhao Ying's exaggerated movements, and stood there with his lips pursed and his waist crossed, with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes.

Zhao Ying said: "It's so beautiful, how do you say that?" Chenchen, it's always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup! ”

The chief makeup artist pointed at the orchid and said, "I'm very happy with the makeup I put on today." ”

The surrounding staff also smiled and commented from time to time, until someone said "the boss is here", and everyone dispersed.

Wen Chen looked up and saw Han Jixing leaning against the door, she didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Han Jixing waited for Wen Chen on the lawn for a long time, looked at his watch, and decided to take the initiative to go to the dressing room to urge.

There was an expectation in his heart that pushed him towards the dressing room, and as soon as he stood at the door of the dressing room, he saw Wen Chen walking out cautiously in a pure white and elegant floor-length wedding dress.

And the amazement of this scene made Han Jixing unable to forget it until many years later.

Her hair is in a complicated bun, her eyebrows are smiling, her slender white neck is unobstructed, her shoulder line is smooth, and her delicate collarbone is prominent, which perfectly matches the wrap and off-the-shoulder wedding dress she wears, like a beauty falling from the clouds.

When Han Jixing leaned on the door to admire the beauty, the beauty also happened to turn her head to look at him.

At that moment, Han Jixing's mind was blank, and he remembered a sentence: One look at the city, and then look at the country.

He made up his mind and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The chief makeup artist still cocked his orchid fingers, and his voice was high-pitched: "Oops, I'm really sorry to let the boss pick it up in person, the makeup has already been put on, but this girl is too slow to change clothes." ”

"Let's get it over quickly, don't waste time."

Wen Chen nodded, lifted the hem of his skirt with his hand, and walked out.

Zhao Ying shouted from behind: "I'll help you." Then I went to the filming location with the two.

Along the way, Han Jixing secretly looked at Wen Chen several times. Wen Chen seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at it, just in time to meet Han Jixing's gaze.

Han Jixing turned his head in a panic as if someone had discovered the secret. But after a few seconds, he quietly leaned over again, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "It's beautiful." ”

"Ah, what did you say?"

"I said this wedding dress would suit you perfectly."

"I don't really like to go bare-shouldered."

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to hang up?" Han Jixing teased.

Wen Chen gave him a roll of his eyes and ignored him anymore. Zhao Ying came up and interjected a sentence: "No, I think Chenchen's size is very good." ”

Wen Chen was speechless, and this time he didn't even bother to roll his eyes.

Someone has been waiting for the filming location for a long time.

Zhu Baiyang whistled at the people who came over, and when Wen Chen approached, he looked her up and down again.

"That's right, Young Master Han, you have a vision."

Han Jixing was a little disdainful of his praise: "Of course, I have always been very confident in my vision." ”

"Don't bother, let's get to work quickly."

"How about I come to the camera today?" Han Jixing looked at Wen Chen.

"Not good." Wen Chen replied.

Han Jixing smiled instead and said to her: "I'm really in charge of the camera today." ”

But in fact, it was not Han Jixing who was in charge. Although Han Jixing really wanted to shoot in person, Zhu Baiyang insisted that he disagreed, shouting that I paid the highest price to you, and you should hire the best photographer for me.

The customer is God, the customer is unwilling to live or die, and Han Jixing can't help it.

The job of a model may seem easy, but it is actually hard. Wen Chen had to adjust his body movements, facial expressions, and even control his emotions according to the photographer's requirements. Professional models are still laborious, let alone Wen Chen.

Therefore, when Wen Chen was exhausted, he thought that it would be good if Han Jixing was in charge, at least he should not be as strict as other photographers.

She couldn't satisfy the photographer after shooting for a long time, looking at the photographer's face in front of her sinking a little bit, she thought that sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, how much reward you get, how much hard work you have to pay.

The photographer had no choice but to finally announce that everyone would take a break before continuing shooting.

Wen Chen sat there alone, and Zhao Ying, who said that he was going to be her assistant, didn't know where to run. Han Jixing handed her a Coke from behind.

"Thank you." Wen Chen took the Coke.

"It's very hard, that photographer is the most famous and the most powerful one in our estate, so he has the most requirements."

"It's a bit hard, but who told me to get paid more than the average market price, and I should work hard." Wen Chen took a sip of Coke, and Han Jixing had already opened it before handing it to her, because he was afraid that the lipstick would fall off, and he deliberately inserted a straw.

"You know what? This photographer is super strict, once he took wedding photos for a young couple, and the bride was forced to cry by him. ”

"That's how he treats customers?"

"But the results he took are good, there is no customer dissatisfaction, wedding photos represent the happiest moment, everyone wants the most perfect photos."

"It seems that this photographer has a lot of character."

"Taking wedding photos is different from taking other photos, you need to invest more emotion. What's more, this time it's a one-man show for you, and you don't have a male partner, so you'll have a harder time. You're not a professional model, so don't embarrass yourself too much, and say it if you can't do it. ”

"Mmmm, I know it in my heart, thank you for your relief, are you really a photographer too?" Wen Chen asked Han Jixing.

"Sort of, but I'm a halfway monk, and I'm an amateur for the time being. Okay, I still have some things to discuss, so you can rest here for a while. If it's too hard during the shoot, tell the staff around you. ”

After saying this, Han Jixing got up and walked to the photographer, Wen Chen saw him bowing his head and talking to the photographer, and the photographer glanced at her twice.

Zhao Ying took advantage of Wen Chen's free time to shoot, and quietly went to other parts of the manor to visit him. She thought that this garden was not big, and she could just walk around twice at will, but she didn't expect to go farther and farther.

"This garden is also within the Fourth Ring Road, I didn't expect the area to be so large, it's really a capitalist!" Zhao Ying whispered.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had seen Song Minyou's back, and when she got closer, it was Song Minyou, and she patted Song Minyou on the shoulder.

"Song Minyou, why are you here?"

Song Minyou also had an incredible expression when he saw Zhao Ying: "There are people here who want to sign a contract with me and let me be their full-time photographer." ”

"Did you sign it?"

"I thought about it and refused, I thought it would be better to be a freelance photographer."

Zhao Ying nodded in agreement: "I think so too, I think it's better for you not to be exploited by these capitalists." ”

"And what about you, why are you here? You're getting married? ”

"I'm here to accompany Chenchen!"

Song Minyou was shocked: "Wen Chen, she's getting married?" ”

"What, it's not."

Zhao Ying briefly explained the reason to Song Minyou, and the two of them went to find Wen Chen together.

When the two came to Wen Chen's filming location, more than half of the filming had already been carried out. The photographer's attitude towards her has changed a lot, and she is no longer as strict as before, occasionally stopping to instruct her on how to try to relax. Wen Chen is also getting better, and the production rate is getting higher and higher.

Zhao Ying and Song Minyou stood together, Zhao Ying pointed at Han Jixing and said, "It's that person, the young master of the wedding manor - Han Jixing." ”

Han Jixing in the distance stood in the shadows, his facial features were a little blurred, he communicated with the people around him from time to time, but more often, he cast his eyes on Wen Chen. Although Song Minyou couldn't see Han Jixing's expression clearly, he could also see that Han Jixing's gaze had been following Wen Chen, his heart tightened, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

When leaving, Han Jixing sent Wen Chen and his party to the door.

Han Jixing said: "I'll drive you back." ”

Wen Chen replied: "No, thank you, it just so happens that my friend is also here, and he drove over today." ”

Zhao Ying also said: "Young Master Han, don't bother you, you just need to send the money over on time." ”

But Song Minyou didn't speak, turned around and went to pick up the car.

Han Jixing watched Wen Chen get into the car, and then drove away, leaving him with only a tube of car exhaust.

"Everyone is gone, Young Master Han, don't look at it, you just see through the people and won't come back." Zhu Baiyang, who came over, patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, invite me to dinner."

"Why?"

"Because I've been helping you as an overseer today."

"Where are you helping me supervise the work, you are obviously a drunkard who doesn't mean to drink. I can see it this afternoon, it turns out that you have hidden selfish intentions from the beginning of looking for a model. Zhu Baiyang said a word that broke the sky.

"Less nonsense, I'm going to eat Australian lobster."

Wen Chen, who had already taken the car away, was swept away by tiredness, and fell asleep against the window not long after getting in the car. She had a dream in a daze, the picture in which it was incoherent and fragmented, and she dreamed that the business card was lying intact in her drawer. After thinking about it for a while, she dialed only a cold female voice and told her, "I'm sorry, the number you dialed was empty." ”

After Zhao Ying saw Wen Chen sleeping soundly, she carefully rested her head on her shoulder. She could hear Wen Chen's shallow breathing, and she could also see Wen Chen's slightly frowning brows, and then reached out to gently soothe Wen Chen.

Since the last successful wedding cover photo, Wen Chen and Han Jixing have not seen each other again.

Thinking of this, Wen Chen couldn't help but feel a little imperceptible loss in his heart. However, Han Jixing sent her a few photos that had not been post-processed in advance. She looked through the photos one by one, a little unable to believe that it was herself, and she admired the photographer who was both serious and strict.

The days when the two no longer intersect are as calm as a bowl of water, and the waves are not alarming.

It's just that now, in addition to Han Jixing, there is a more serious thing that bothers her. That's when she settled the accounts at the end of the month, she found that the studio was almost out of her making, which was a bad news for her.

In fact, she can clearly feel that there are many people who patronize the studio every day, but there are not many people who actually pay for it, and the situation in the studio is getting more and more depressed, and she has no good way to change the situation, resulting in her not being able to eat every day.

Zhaoying also excitedly told Wen Chen that her radio program worked very well, and the leaders were very satisfied, and the radio program that originally had two hosts was now handed over to her alone, and her salary was raised.

Song Minyou also received a handsome order, a reporter from a travel website asked him to take a set of travel photos, not only paid a lot of money, but also traveled abroad for free, and now, he has been abroad for several days.

In contrast to the three, Wen Chen's brows were furrowed day by day.

One day, after Zhao Ying noticed that something was wrong with Wen Chen, she pulled her to sit on the sofa and asked with concern, "Chenchen, what's wrong with you lately?" Is there any trouble running in? ”

"No, no."

"Why not, I see that you are frowning all day long, and your brows are wrinkled into a mountain." Seeing that Wen Chen didn't speak, Zhao Ying continued, "If you have any trouble to say, I can solve it with you, even if it can't be solved, I can help you come up with ideas." ”

"Actually, there really isn't any big trouble, it's just that 'Little Creek' hasn't been doing very well recently, and the funds can't be turned, so the authors are reluctant to provide works. As a result, there are fewer and fewer customers, and funds are even more scarce, and a vicious circle has gradually formed. After all, you and Song Minyou are also investors in 'Xiaoxi', and I don't want to go about it being made like this. Wen Chen told Zhao Ying what was pressing in his heart.

"Hey, I thought it was something important, and I can't blame you for that. I've heard on the radio that everyone seems to be like this lately, and the business is dismal, and the small company is not doing well, and that's not surprising. Zhao Ying comforted her and said.

"Then you have a lot of ideas, can you help me think about what to do to deal with this situation?"

Zhao Ying teased her: "Find the young master of the Han family for help!" ”

Wen Chen was speechless for a while, and his heart tightened: "Don't be joking, you said that you wanted to help me come up with ideas, and now you are teasing me again." ”

"Alright, alright, I'm thinking. Chenchen, would you like to hold a class to suspend your urgent needs? The kind that teaches children basic drawing. ”

"Is it in the 'creek'?"

"Yes, although the 'creek' is not big, it is not small, it should be able to accommodate three or four children, you can teach them to draw, and guests can also go to entertain them."

Wen Chen remembered that when she had just graduated from college, she had been a trainee teacher at a painting training school for two months, and she was responsible for teaching a group of third-grade elementary school students. At the end of the internship, she secretly left because she was afraid that she would be reluctant to give up this group of children. She thinks she likes to be with children, she likes the innocent faces, and she likes their unbridled imagination.

"I think this is a feasible solution, but how do you recruit people?"

"Let me tell you, your good sister and I, are now radio celebrities, I will help you promote and advertise on my program, it will be no problem."

"Will your leader agree then?"

"Just say do me a good sister's favor, I behave so well, the boss will definitely agree."

"Then I'll also go and post an admissions notice at the door of 'Little Creek'."