Chapter 5 Done?

"OK."

Zhang Qian listened silently and complained to Zhao Changming.

[Ye Jing didn’t lose his temper? Didn’t he start a scene on the spot?]

【No, he still...】

While they were putting on makeup, Zhang Qian told the story in a more embellished way.

This time, Zhao Changming replied a little slower: [Okay, I understand.]

Mud can't hold up the wall...

It's really not okay to be too easy to get angry before. Being in the entertainment industry is the easiest way to get into trouble.

But now, it’s not okay to be too weak. Wouldn’t it be like letting others trample on you?

The photographer's eyes suddenly lit up.

He is quite dedicated and never says a word no matter how hard he works.

Naturally so do photographers.

Ye Jing let him direct him and tried to make every movement as standard and natural as possible. After the filming, his body became stiff and he felt like his hands and feet were no longer in control.

As soon as the car stopped, he immediately opened his eyes.

When passing by their door, Yuan Zhou inadvertently glanced inside and paused slightly.

Why does he still have people putting makeup on him?

"Let's go." Du Qizhi reminded him.

These photos will eventually be sent to the brand for confirmation, one will be selected as the cover, and a few will be selected for inclusion in the inner pages.

"...No." Zhang Qian grinned with a mysterious smile: "My wife made delicious food."

Zhao Changming thought about it, this is really terrible.

This magazine was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but as soon as Ye Jing moved it forward, he insisted on moving it forward too.

Ye Jing put down the hand rubbing his arm and smiled: "No."

Not to mention how annoyed I was.

"Let's go." Du Qizhi came over and reminded him expressionlessly: "You have to record a song in half an hour. There is not enough time."

Zhang Qian and the assistant looked at each other: "Is this... done?"

The setting was a desk and floor-to-ceiling windows, and the photographer frowned: "Change the background! Use a solid color!"

"The WeChat name...this is enough for the second grade." Zhang Qian glanced at it in his busy schedule and frowned: "I'll ask Brother Zhao later."

His words were concise, and his brows were slightly furrowed when he spoke. He seemed a little impatient, but he could barely endure the stupidity of his subordinates.

The aura is also quite strong.

From every angle, he tried his best to make it perfect.

This kind of dissatisfaction was difficult to express in front of Yuan Zhou, who was always cooperative and smiling. When he saw Ye Jing, who had a completely different makeup, it exploded instantly.

However, this little trick should be enough if you play it a few times.

This is the entertainment industry, this is life.

It was as if the tense situation just now had never happened.

"Hmm."

I changed several backgrounds in succession and took one picture after another.

For some reason, the photographer suddenly lost his temper. He stroked his chin and tilted his head slightly to look around, lost in thought.

His brand is quite famous, Ye Jing, hehe.

Anger comes quickly and fades away even faster.

The long legs wrapped in fabric slightly outline the shape of muscles when walking, making them very imposing.

After taking off his makeup and coming out, Zhang Qian was still a little hesitant: "I've never seen this photographer before, and he seems to have a bad temper. What is his name?"

Really exhausted, after working hard all day, Ye Jing raised his hands to cover his brows: "I'll take a nap."

Two brands, similar styles.

Sometimes they even take the initiative to ask for more pictures.

It has to be said that they are actually a little unhappy because of the sudden increase in workload.

"Ah, you're awake." Zhang Qian carried a bag of things and got into the car, and Ye Jing sat up with a grunt.

After watching Zhang Qian leave, he turned around and prepared to go home.

The same style, the last cover and the inner page.

Posing one by one according to the photographer's instructions, Yuan Zhou felt that the dawn of victory was right in front of him!

Complete lighting replacement.

Until the filming was finished, he was still a little unfinished.

Or, the makeup over there has already been done. I wonder if it’s okay to ask the two makeup artists to come over...

Ye Jing has nothing to do, but they are not idle.

Ye Jing walked up to him, condescendingly, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I think this is better."

"Calling..." Ye Jing slumped in the back seat and managed to raise his phone to take a look: "...the light in the dark night?"

"..."

"You go to sleep." Zhang Qian turned on the air conditioner and closed the windows: "It's a bit blocked. I'll call you when I get there."

"Who asked you to change your makeup?" The photographer stared at him sharply, full of anger: "The image given by the brand is that of a white-collar worker, an elite, and a sense of nobility! You are..."

His apprentice was originally in charge of filming this film, and he hadn't taken on a job like this for several years, but the other party suddenly asked to shoot in advance, and his apprentice couldn't make it back, so he, the master, had to step in temporarily.

"OK."

"Okay." Zhang Qian was not a shy person, so he mentioned the bag of things and said, "Remember to eat your dinner. I'm going back."

Even if there is any personal grudge, it should not be too ugly on the surface.

Under his influence, other people's movements became much more agile, and the scenery became more and more exquisite and gorgeous.

He actually understood Ye Jing's unwillingness to be inferior to others, but sometimes, in the face of absolute advantage, there was always a time when he had to bow his head.

He remembered a business tycoon he had photographed, and instantly came up with several light and shadow shapes in his mind.

Especially a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that are calm and intimidating, making people subconsciously want to retreat.

It would be best if they start filming again and make Yuan Zhou angry to death!

Without filming, Ye Jing's reputation would be over.

They happened to reach the intersection of his house. Zhang Qian stopped downstairs and saw that he was still preparing to send him upstairs. Ye Jing shook his head: "I can go up by myself. You are tired too. Go back and rest early."

The slim-fitting suit complements his tall figure, broad shoulders and slim waist.

Ye Jing waved his hands angrily: "Okay, bye."

In such a vast world, could he be the only single person left?

It's a pity that Yuan Zhou and the others suffered a loss last time. This time, Yuan Zhou and the others were much faster.

He had already thought about his lines and how he would come to the rescue if they got into a fight later.

Perhaps the photographer had some inspiration and took a lot of photos like crazy, and even asked Ye Jing to change his clothes in the middle of the process.

That’s what it feels like!

There was no one around, and the wind picked up the fallen leaves and swirled them around.

As soon as he left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, he wanted to see how Ye Jing could turn around!

This feeling seems familiar.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou stared at Ye Jing's suit and smiled again.

What did he do wrong?

I have to eat dog food after a tiring day.

Yuan Zhou was busy catching up with his schedule, hurriedly took off his makeup, changed his clothes and left in the car.

Everyone started to move.

The assistant was shivering and her voice was trembling: "Zhang, Mr. Zhang, why don't I remove it and re-form it..."

"You're quite perceptive." The photographer's eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds, then he opened his phone and handed it over: "Add me on WeChat, happy cooperation."
To be continued...