Chapter 49 - Shooting a poster
Ling SenHao, who is far away in Y city, is mad at the moment, "Why are you so useless, how do I let you see people——"
"Sorry, Mr. Ling, we did follow at first, and then Mr. Mo's things were stolen, we followed him to chase the thief, the alley was sloppy, just..."
Ling SenHao's heart tightened: "Thieves? There are also thieves, why didn't you say anything just now! Hurry up and find someone, you don't have to come back to see me if you can't find someone."
Putting down the phone fiercely, Ling SenHao thought to herself, it seems that some people have to be transferred from the family. Then I called Mo ShaoQing's phone again...
Mo ShaoQing walked to the road, and the traffic flow made him sober from his memories. Only then did he realize that the sky was getting dark, and he didn't know which hotel Reza and Xiaowen had gone to.
Mo ShaoQing turned on the phone and found that there were already a dozen short messages and many missed calls.
Gosh, nothing will happen, Mo ShaoQing opened it quickly.
Resha: Shaoqing, Xiaowen and I are at the Clare Hotel. If you don't know each other, just call here.
Xiaowen: Brother Mo, how about you? Has the matter been done yet?
Resha: Shaoqing, where have you been, I won't answer the phone, you should contact me soon, always Ling is very anxious.
Mr. Ling: Shaoqing, are you lost? I'll send someone to pick you up, so you can contact me first.
Mr. Ling: Shaoqing, has something happened? where are you? Can you contact me?
...
Only then did Mo ShaoQing know his waywardness, and how many people worried. He immediately called President Ling.
When Ling SenHao heard the phone ring, she knew that Mo ShaoQing had called him. Not many people knew this private number, so he quickly picked up.
"Shaoqing, where are you, are you uncomfortable, or something is wrong?"
Mo ShaoQing was moved and guilty: "Mr Ling, I am Mo ShaoQing, sorry, I..."
"Okay, don't say anything, you'll be fine, I will arrange an apartment for you, let Reza show you, and you can live there in the future."
Mo ShaoQing came to the Clare Hotel to meet Resha Xiaowen, and the two took him to a two-bedroom and two-living apartment arranged by Ling SenHao, which is located within the third ring road and the transportation is very convenient.
Reza said: "Don't look at this small community, there are only a few buildings. In fact, the privacy and privacy here are very good. Many artists live here."
Mo ShaoQing asked the two of them: "So is this an artist dormitory?"
"Of course..." It's impossible. This is clearly arranged for you by the boss. A new artist who lives in a 100-square-meter single apartment is still within the third ring road, hehehe!
"It should be!" Xiaowen replied with an innocent look, and then said enviously: "Our company's treatment is really good!"
Reza thought to herself: Come on, no need to explain now. "Well, you go in, we are back to the hotel, you have a good rest."
Mo ShaoQing took the elevator directly to the 22nd floor. The apartment is not big and the layout is very simple.
Adjusting the heating and floor heating are very suitable for you. Mo ShaoQing is satisfied with Mr. Ling's caring arrangements.
Unsurprisingly, this will be a place to rest after working in the Imperial Capital in the future. Mo ShaoQing feels that he still needs to re-arrange.
So he went to the homeware store again and bought some decorative flower pots, hanging paintings, some kitchen utensils and so on.
After the whole home was re-arranged, Mo ShaoQing was lying in bed tired, lethargic in the cold air of the air-conditioning.
I accidentally cast my eyes, but saw the heating in the corner, which suddenly awakened the memories of the rental house in the previous life. Of course, this place is much better than the rental house.
Mo ShaoQing is actually a person who is very afraid of the cold. When he was reborn in the southern city of Y, he couldn't accept the damp and cold climate there. In a strange city and a strange language, he just showed a calm appearance. The family's coldness and warmth made him enjoy and guilty, and feared that one day he would return to that lonely previous life.
Fortunately, I am back again...
It may be a familiar city. Mo ShaoQing slept very sweetly this night. Although Zhang Yi's affairs did make him very depressed, this is also a fact that cannot be changed. The most important thing is work.
Two days later, Mo ShaoQing followed Reza to the headquarters of the "ELL" group located in the city center. Reza walked him through the crowd.
On the 15th floor, through a glass plank road, open the door, inside are various photography facilities, and rows of clothes hangers.
"Hello, Director Matthews!" Reza hurried forward to say hello.
Mo ShaoQing followed and shouted: "Hello Director Matthews!"
"That newcomer to Xingyang?" The director named Matthews had a small beard and braids. He laughed a little evil, but he wasn't a girl.
He rested his chin with his fingers, stared at Mo ShaoQing with sharp eyes for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion: "Very well, I will help you with the clothes."
As he walked, he said, "You know what you want to shoot. My rule here is that you don't care who you are. It's not good to shoot...all you want to get out of here."
Matthews matched a few sets from a pile of new clothes and handed them to Mo ShaoQing. Nunu said, "There is the fitting room. Allen is going to help the new couple make up."
A male voice in the crowd rang: "OK!"
Matthews then went to see other models shooting, and stopped paying attention to Mo ShaoQing.
"Matthews is like this. He is very busy and only communicates with people he likes. Shaoqing, you are lucky, and he personally chooses clothes for you." Resha was afraid that he would be sad, and immediately comforted.
Mo ShaoQing smiled bitterly, is he such a person who can't stand cold treatment? When I was just looking for a job in the previous life, I saw a lot of blindness, and Matthews' attitude was definitely not the worst.
"I'm fine, Sister Reza. I will work harder, but I have no training. I don't know what to use for a while..."
"You can rest assured that the photographer is very famous in the industry. Even if you have a full blind angle of 365 degrees, he can find a suitable angle, and there are still pictures to be edited in the later stage. Go ahead."
Mo ShaoQing first came to the dressing room to make-up. This is obviously a public dressing room. The cosmetics are messy on the table. There are also a few makeup artists rushing to put on makeup. Mo ShaoQing could only wait on the empty chair beside him.
It was finally Mo ShaoQing's turn, the one named Allen did not come, instead a young girl gave him makeup. Mo ShaoQing knows that all of this comes from the coffee position in the circle, and his weight is not heavy enough, so a professional makeup artist will come to help him make-up voluntarily!
Fortunately, Mo ShaoQing's facial features are very good, even dark circles. No major changes are required.
"Your skin is so good, I'll help you draw eyebrows and nose shadow!"
"You can also add an eyeliner!"
"Ok, just look at it." Mo ShaoQing smiled slightly, but didn't know that the little girl who was putting on makeup on the other side was heartbroken.
"Okay, take a look." The little girl finished the drawing three times, then moved her body and gave the mirror to Mo ShaoQing.
The teenager in the mirror has black natural broken hair, deep and three-dimensional features, and his aloof eyes are like the ice peaks of a snow-capped mountain, but once he smiles, his eyes are like clear springs, innocent and charming.
Without time to wait, Mo ShaoQing immediately went to change his first suit.
His first outfit was a yellow sweater with Dunn. Brown logo print. This bright yellow is actually very picky, but fortunately Mo ShaoQing is white enough. The lower body is a normal Dunn.Brown black loose jeans.
Matthews frowned when he saw Mo ShaoQing's makeup, and then: "Why is it so slow, and your hair... Forget it, just wait for you, go up."
Only then did Mo ShaoQing carefully see that many props have been placed under the white background wall behind. The photographer and the lighting engineer are ready, so he will be alone.
Mo ShaoQing doesn't have any experience, and it must be false to say that he is not nervous, but at this time he has no other choice but to calm down. This is the resource Mr. Ling has won for him...
Mo ShaoQing randomly found a place to sit down, put his hands behind him, and made a pose. I heard the sound of flashing flashes.
After staying for a few seconds, he stood up, leaned against the background wall behind him, raised his head slightly, and looked at the camera through his hair.
It may be that the light was too bright, and he couldn't find Matthews and Reza at once, so naturally he couldn't see the expressions on their faces.
Mo ShaoQing silently told himself that he could no longer be distracted.
After that, he changed several actions one after another, but he could only hear the photographer's whispered reminder. The whole studio seemed to be lost in space, very quiet.
Then Mo ShaoQing went to change to a white sweater. Before going on the field, he took a pair of black silk-rimmed glasses from the dressing table. After thinking about it, he took out a bunch of gypsophila from the space, and then Go up again.
This time his condition was much better. He slowed down specially and inserted the gypsophila into the vase. He heard a subtle sound of shooting.
A smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, very good, what I wanted was such an effect.
Then Mo ShaoQing started to make some simple gestures at the sky full of stars, such as sucking on the belly of his fingers, doing thinking, and covering his face with a sweater.
There is still no comment from Matthews. Mo ShaoQing doesn't know if he has the patience to continue watching, but he still decided to give it a go.
He folded his hands on the bottom of the sweater and opened it up.
There was a sound of inverted suction at the scene. Of course, Mo ShaoQing did not want to expose his flesh, and slightly covered his face in his clothes, leaning forward to cover his belly.
He heard the sound of shooting become more intense--
Very good, he was right.