Gu Mingzhu looked at herself in the mirror and was determined to come up with some tricks. After all, she and Xiaobai studied design together for a while, and because Guo Jing had taught her for several years, she never lacked ideas.
But after thinking about it, I realized that the photographer had probably been brainwashed by Feng Jing, and no matter how hard he tried, he would probably be humiliating himself.
Therefore, Gu Mingzhu didn¡¯t move anything, thinking that the worst thing she could do was take a home-style photo shoot and go back to serve as a screensaver for Yan Jingcheng, which seemed good.
Thinking about it this way, she didn¡¯t feel anything unhappy.
It didn¡¯t take long for Feng Jing¡¯s look to be finished. Feng Jing looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes full of confidence and she was obviously very satisfied.
"You are so skillful with your hands. You are indeed Wenwen's most respected teacher." Feng Jing said with a smile.
Gu Mingzhu raised her eyelids and glanced in the other party's mirror.
Um¡¡
Feng Jing is wearing a black Chinese-style cheongsam, which highlights her good figure to the fullest.
The whole makeup is also slightly rich. There is a red fan on the hair. The contrast between red and black perfectly combines ancient style and fashion.
The stylist was obviously very happy to be praised, and he couldn't help but said: "You are naturally beautiful, but ordinary people can't control such a look."
Feng Jing smiled even happier, and not long after, she was called by the photographer to take pictures.
Gu Mingzhu was playing with her cell phone boredly, dealing with her nagging agent.
¡¾How about it? Does the shape look good? how do you feel¡¡¡¿
" Gu Mingzhu's answer was simple and straightforward, just two words: "It's cold. ¡¿
Agent: [¡¡]
A few seconds later, the manager sent another message back: [Did you scold the photographer? Did you hit someone? ¡¿
Gu Mingzhu: [¡¡]
Does she look that domineering?
She is obviously far behind Xiaobai, okay
Just as he was talking, a message from Xiaobai was sent: [Are you alive? ? I miss my sister so much, Xu Xinghe said you were in Xiangcheng! ! I'll be there the day after tomorrow. ¡¿
Gu Mingzhu smiled and chatted with her for a while.
Not long after, it was her turn to take photos.
After the photographer¡¯s assistant called her over, the photographer was looking at the photos on the computer.
After seeing Gu Mingzhu, his eyes were cold and he said bluntly: "Gu Ran, right? I've seen people like you a lot. No matter what means you used to get this opportunity, I can tell you straightforwardly, You¡¯re not qualified enough to get the cover.¡±
Sensing his undisguised contempt, Gu Mingzhu said quietly: "I heard that you are a quite famous photographer, but I don't know if you have been used to seeing people through colored glasses after looking at them through the lens for a long time."
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It seemed that Gu Mingzhu would not dare to respond so bluntly. The photographer was stunned for a few seconds and did not answer the question.
Gu Mingzhu said again: "People have two ears for listening, but they also have two eyes for seeing, and a heart for feeling. You only use your ears to understand me, right?" Isn¡¯t that biased?¡±
The photographer sneered and said, "Are you teaching me how to do things? People like you are not worthy of being on the cover of Harper's Bazaar. The entertainment industry has been stained by people like you. I really don't know who picked it." Come and take a test shot."
Seeing the contempt in his eyes, Gu Mingzhu was silent for a moment and said slowly: "A summer insect cannot talk about the ice, and a well frog cannot talk about the sea."
The photographer almost lost his temper at this sentence. He just felt that it was no wonder Feng Jing said she was arrogant. He had been in this business for so long and he had never seen such an arrogant person! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com