Advent of the Lord

David rested his chin and looked at Nan Qiao'an for a long time, then turned his head and said, "Take our model to change clothes and make up."

A makeup artist arranged for a long time ago came over and took Nan Qiaoan away.

Looking at Nan Qiaoan's thin and slender figure, Davis said, "Chu, I hope your judgment is correct. I have always believed in you."

"Don't worry, David, Qiao An will not let you down." Chu Yao just smiled and stopped explaining.

This aroused Davis' curiosity. He tentatively said, "You seem to trust your artist very much. What's the matter? Is there anything I don't know?"

Chu Yao didn't speak. In fact, he wasn't sure if Nan Qiao An was a good fit, but Chu Yao's nature was such that even if he didn't have any hole cards in his hand, he would look unpredictable, not to mention that he had watched Nan Qiao An's variety show. In the program, he knows that Nan Qiaoan has some skills, and his figure may not be as weak as it looks, and Nan Qiaoan's changeable temperament, he has also seen it from the other party's film, so he naturally has confidence in his heart.

Chu Yao didn't speak, but Davis couldn't sit still. He always wanted to tease Chu Yao to talk. Liang Yu, who was like a wallflower, listened for a long time, and finally looked at the white Davis suspiciously. Why did he always feel that this white man was a little enthusiastic?

The make-up artist is an Asian man, a bit of a demon, he led Nan Qiaoan into the dressing room, frowned and looked at Nan Qiaoan's face: "You are so beautiful, how can I paint you so beautifully?" How about a man?"

Nan Qiaoan: "..."

To be honest, this was the first time he heard such an evaluation, and it was not a waste of time to come to this world.

Seeing that the makeup artist was about to trim his eyebrows with an eyebrow trimmer, Nan Qiaoan raised her hand and held down the makeup artist's hand: "I don't think it's necessary, just try on the clothes."

The makeup artist pushed Nan Qiaoan's hand away with some dissatisfaction. He raised his orchid finger and said angrily, "How can this be done? I'm the chief makeup artist. How can I let the model walk out of me without makeup and let me see your face?" , I think you are really suitable for classical beauty makeup, I heard that there is a folk art in Huaguo called opera, if you turn into a danjiao, you must be beautiful."

The corner of Nan Qiaoan's mouth twitched, he looked up at the makeup artist, and said with a smile: "Mr. Davis has said before that he needs to see if the clothes of the chair and I are suitable before making a conclusion. The makeup can wait for me After changing clothes, wait until Mr. Davies has seen it before making a decision."

The makeup artist dazed for a moment, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay." However, judging by his expression, it seems that he has not given up on wanting Nan Qiaoan to dress up as a woman.

However, Nan Qiaoan's words carried a spiritual hint that the makeup artist was just an ordinary person, and in the end he took Nan Qiaoan directly to the fitting room unwillingly.

Seeing that the makeup artist couldn't pick it out after a long time, Nan Qiaoan went over the makeup artist and picked out a dark red and black-striped suit.

Although the color of this suit is a bit eye-catching, the red is not bright and obvious, but a dark red that is in line with the chair's consistent spirit, and the color is also very positive. It looks luxurious and precious when you look at it. The dark red-based suit Yes, it is embroidered with exquisite black pattern embroidery, which obviously refers to the handicraft technology of Huaguo. It is a variant of suit and Tang suit. An unmistakably low-key and extravagant feeling.

It's rare for a man to control the red □□ clothes. However, Nan Qiaoan seemed to be tailor-made to wear them, which brought out his temperament even more, especially when he raised his eyes, the eyebrows and eyes were full of There was an aggressive and gorgeous feeling, which made people feel heavy breathing, stagnant thinking, and dare not look at him at all.

At this moment, the makeup artist looked at Nan Qiaoan's face, but couldn't say a word of beauty, and could only stare blankly at Nan Qiaoan.

Although Nan Qiaoan was extremely beautiful at this time, the evil spirit and desire to control hidden in his imposing manner made people not even think of the word "beautiful". Let him say he is beautiful, but who would dare to say that he is feminine and not masculine.

Nan Qiaoan changed into the chair's dark red suit and said to the makeup artist, "It's ok, take me out."

The makeup artist nodded in a daze, and felt that Nan Qiaoan didn't feel uncomfortable wearing his clothes at all, as if she was wearing a tailor-made private suit, which was perfectly controlled, even surpassing the most difficult one of the chair Colors and styles.

Davis and Chu Yao were waiting outside. Originally, Davis sneered at the artist recommended by Chu Yao, and even thought about what to say later to make Chu less unacceptable, but he saw that the makeup artist brought Then Nan Qiaoan came out.

Davis was also a little surprised. He got up and said, "What's the matter, Jon, is it too difficult to grasp the makeup?"

As a result, Davis got stuck before he finished speaking, and could only stare blankly at Nan Qiaoan behind the makeup artist.

Chu Yao, who was waiting with Davis, was also stunned for a moment.

I saw Nan Qiaoan walking towards them slowly like the Emperor of the Night, with his hands in his pockets, his expression was a little loose and lazy, with a bit of aloofness looking down, his posture and expression were so natural, as if he Naturally, they should look up to him and submit to his rule.

At this moment, there is no trace of youthfulness on him, only the gorgeous eyebrows and eyes are still shocking, but it is impossible to tell whether it is intimidating by his appearance, or intimidated by the powerful aura on his body, or something else , I just felt that after being stared at by him, panic and self-ashamed emotions rose in my heart instantly.

Nan Qiaoan walked up to Chu Yao and Davis, frowned and said strangely: "What's wrong, A Yao?"

Only then did Chu Yao come back to his senses. He forced a smile and felt that Nan Qiaoan's aura was too aggressive and oppressive. To Davis: "How is it, David?" Nan Qiaoan narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

Davis' frozen expression was relieved, and he glanced at Nan Qiao'an in amazement, with a somewhat complicated tone: "It's really... It's beyond my expectation, I lost again, your eyes are better than mine. high."

Chu Yao smiled: "Can we shoot the announcement?"

Davis nodded again and again, and he looked at Nan Qiaoan: "Mr. Nan, I'll take you to the studio."

Nan Qiaoan smiled at Davis, and walked towards the studio behind Davis. Chu Yao also walked over with him. Liang Yu, who was next to him, thought about it, and fell to the end and followed.

The studio is on the same floor. It was originally reserved for the models to make up and take photos. Naturally, it was so convenient. Davis took Nan Qiaoan through the long aisle to the studio. There was already a photographer standing in the studio. Waiting there, seeing Davis walking over with people, the photographer naturally greeted him, and naturally saw Nan Qiaoan following Davis, the photographer was stunned, and praised: "Boss , Where did you find the baby, to wear the dark emperor-colored clothes so well, it completely reflects the dark emperor's specialness."

Davis said with a complicated expression: "It's not me, it's Mr. Chu."

The photographer praised: "Mr. Chu is really amazing."

But after all, the photographer still remembered his job, so he just said a few words casually, and quickly dragged Nan Qiaoan into the studio, and began to ask Nan Qiaoan to pose.

The dark royal color scheme is already very domineering and luxurious, so is the pose. The photographer brought a gorgeous chair and asked Nan Qiaoan to sit on it, making a disdainful expression to find out the feeling first.

The black background, the beautifully carved mahogany chair, and Nan Qiaoan, who is lazily leaning on the chair, constitute a simple but domineering and gorgeous pattern.

"Okay!" The photographer originally wanted to find the feeling first, but who knew that Nan Qiaoan's camera sense is so good, it's not looking for feeling at all, it's just like a natural performance, if you choose any angle, it's perfect, the photographer immediately I was very excited, and kept snapping pictures.

Standing by the side, Davis watched quietly, frowned, and began to observe Nan Qiaoan calmly.

At this moment, Chu Yao went out to answer a phone call. In the studio, there were only Liang Yu who was as quiet as a chicken and had no sense of presence, the photographer who was crazy about taking pictures, and Nan Qiao An who had evil eyes and a smile that was not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Davis felt that he did not have an illusion at all. Nan Qiaoan's evil smile full of provocation and warning was facing him. He smelled a very unpleasant feeling from Nan Qiaoan's body, full of evil death and blood. The taste of dancing together.

Davis' pupils shrank, and in the quiet air, a ray of breath that ordinary people couldn't feel came out quietly, and quickly and covertly rushed to Nan Qiaoan's feet.

Nan Qiaoan raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her face became more and more attractive. The darkness spewed out like the tentacles of countless monsters in an instant, but the hidden breath was torn away in one breath, and the darkness was like when it appeared. Similarly, it disappeared without a trace in an instant, and all the terrifying fights before the trance were hallucinations.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Davis' forehead in an instant. He stared at Nan Qiaoan in horror and vigilance, but Nan Qiaoan smiled silently at Davis. I saw a huge and terrifying monster, casting a huge and oppressive shadow, and opened its ferocious mouth towards him in the darkness.

The photographer had already taken enough photos, and was content to fiddle with the photos in front of the camera. Nan Qiaoan felt that sitting was boring, and planned to get up and go outside to see Chu Yao.

As soon as he got up and walked past Davis, Davis grabbed Nan Qiaoan by the shoulder, stared at Nan Qiaoan with a solemn expression, and said in a stiff tone: "You are..."

It just so happened that Chu Yao came out from the outside after answering the phone. When Nan Qiaoan saw Chu Yao walk in, the expression on his face changed. He frowned, bit his lip, and looked at David stubbornly and annoyed. S: "Mr. Davis, could you please let go of your hand?"

The author has something to say: run away with the lid on the pot, and cast a forgetting spell on everyone, forget everything I said before!