Run away after flirting with the male god

Shooting requires a good model and photographer, and Yang Fan has ten years of acting experience and is a model debut, taking pictures is trivial for him, and the movements and demeanor he should do are also easy for him.Originally, Jia Jing specially found a dance teacher and a history consultant for everyone's time and efficiency, because a small video might be recorded for publicity at that time. Now that there are so many critique parties on the Internet, Yang Fan's state entered quickly, but it made her I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Su, what do you think?"

Su Yide rubbed the warm Buddhist beads in his hand and nodded: "At first I was not very optimistic about the boy's cross-dressing, but now it seems that I believe you are right. This young man is stable and has a good appearance. He can endure hardship without being a sissy. What about your brother?" I found a good model."

"I also decided to use him after seeing him."

"Is that also starting with him?"

Jia Jing hesitated at this time, there must be a fashion show and it has been discussed with the people in Paris and it is in the preparation period, but no matter how Yang Fan satisfies them, Ye Luzi is not a professional runway model, "I will think about it again, Definitely not letting him play at home."

Su Yide didn't speak, quietly watching the repaired things in his hands glow again on the young man, he approached and whispered a few words to the photographer.

"Yang Fan, can you act like a boudoir's daughter holding a round fan and covering her face with a chuckle?"

Su Yide shook his head beside him: "If you embroider the phoenix on your body, it will no longer be your daughter's home. You should smile to the side and try to be as gentle as possible."

Yang Fan was in a daze thinking about how a woman should laugh, and tentatively looked to the side, gently fanning the orchid silk silk fan, with a heavy weight on her head.

Since it was a married girl, the shy one must be facing her husband. He slapped her face diagonally and slapped her face for a long time, and she almost smiled until she took a few photos that satisfied the photographer.Being in a place with a strong ancient charm will be contagious. Yang Fan casually covered his mouth with his hands, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, the armor cover was carved and hollowed out, and the surface was inlaid with 36 old jade stones. It was Song Bai's stupid donkey.

There are many clothes and too expensive. It was expected that the three-day shooting time would be resolved within two days. Jia Jing said that there is only one set of clothes, and there are hundreds of thousands of photos in one day. Deletions, deletions and deletions in two days are definitely enough. .

On the last day, Yang Fan looked at himself in the mirror. He was not as beautiful as a man, because he was born with phoenix eyes, so the makeup artist specially changed the eye makeup, and he was not used to it when he became gentle instantly.

Yang Fan raised his hand to touch his face and found that it was warm. After thinking about it, he decided to take a photo to show Song Bai.

Seconds back, no.

It took 10 minutes for a reply.

"Mmm nice."

Yang Fan's face under pink makeup turned red, he stared at the phone for a long time and cursed: "Damn!"

Song Bai touched his ears and felt a little hot. The photo on the phone was just sent by Yang Fan. The old antique itself has a charm of the times, and it makes his temperament more noble when he wears it. Song Bai took a few glances and pressed the lock. Press the screen button, reopen it after a few seconds and consider: "It looks good."

At the back, Jia Wen was glancing at Xueba's test paper, and when he glanced at the phone, he immediately recognized Yang Fan, "You're so beautiful." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Bai turned around, and Jia Wen shrank his neck and sat down.Song Bai made him inexplicably cowardly, "I'll just take a look..." Seeing that Song Bai immediately put away the phone and snorted, he was stingy.

Song Bai didn't pay attention to the people behind him at all, and walked out after writing the test paper, and called Yang Fan while walking, but the tone of the other party was not very friendly.

Yang Fan felt that he didn't put himself at ease, so he was so perfunctory in replying to text messages: "Why?"

"very nice."

Song Bai's deep voice came from the phone, and Yang Fan sat on the suitcase and rubbed his ears, complaining indistinctly: "Is there nothing else you want to say?"

"What do you want to hear?"

Yang Fan buried his head in his arms and whispered, "You came back so late, you don't like me at all."

"I like to make phone calls, and I don't often look at those chat apps. Besides, didn't I reply to you?" Song Bai also lowered his voice and lowered his posture.

Yang Fan felt itchy in his heart when he was out of breath: "You just answer three words." Is this attitude a man who is deeply in love?

Shouldn't a man in love be sticky!

"I don't like playing those chat apps, we can just make a phone call." Song Bai said, "What do you want to hear, I will tell you slowly when you come back."

"Song Mubai, I don't want to listen to you..." Blindly.

"Fanfan, I am pleased with you."

Yang Fan was suddenly quiet, and the penetrating magnetic male voice floated from his ears to his mind over and over again. He lowered his head and picked the fabric on his trousers, he hesitated for a long time, and a large blush gradually rose from his neck, even he couldn't control it .

Song Bai's sudden confession caught him off guard, and his heart was beating violently and furiously, not to mention angry, which made him unwilling to hum.

After all, he is an old man in his thirties, Yang Fan patted his face and coughed vigorously, pretending to be serious, "I'll go back tomorrow morning."

"Well, I'll pick you up."

The chat didn't last long, because Yang Fan was going to have dinner with the people in the studio at night, and he found out that Su Yide was also in a hotel with him. He eavesdropped for a long time before he found out when he checked out, and hung up with Song Bai Afterwards, he wiped off the creases on his clothes and tidied him up. He is a refreshing male image. If there is a shortcoming, it may be that his body is not as generous as ordinary men, which makes women feel quite insecure.

Yang Fan ran back and forth at the entrance of the hotel to pretend that it was a coincidence that he met by chance. There will be no pies in the sky, and opportunities will not come to him by himself. He knows that Su Yide is very satisfied with him and also knows that Su Yide will soon sponsor a movie. The costume drama, the lines are rigorous, the actors' acting skills are online, the props are exquisite, and even the hair accessories on the head are old things. He remembers that this drama has been popular for four years, and in the past two years, the circular bombing of TV channels has made a large number of people in it popular.

Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief, and greeted passers-by with a smile, as if he was the gentle image of the big brother next door.

Finally waiting for Su Yide, Yang Fan restrained his smile and walked over: "Teacher Su is such a coincidence."

"Yang Fan." Su Yide called out his name easily.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, don't you want to have dinner with Jia Jing and the others, or I'll give you a ride."

Yang Fan looked at the old gentleman as if he was looking for polite words, and he didn't say much before getting in the car. Su Yide observed Yang Fan and asked, "I heard that you are studying in Minghua."

"Yes, the junior is coming out for an internship soon."

Su Yide touched the Buddhist beads with his hands, his old and refined eyes looked very wise, "Is there any development in the future, it is difficult for a model born halfway." It is not to say that he looked down, but he just said an almost cruel fact.

"I want to find a quiet job. I don't want to be a model. As for why, Mr. Su, you understand."

So far, the two of them looked at each other and laughed tacitly. It was just that Su Yide was really smiling, and Yang Fan was just smirking. He pressed his hands to the seam of his trousers and clenched the fabric very nervously. The nervousness easily revealed his thoughts in front of this old man. It must be not shallow to be famous for decades.

"Students who can be admitted to Minghua are not bad. Nowadays, young people want to go out and make a difference. It is rare to see people like you."

Yang Fan clenched his hands tightly, calmly smiled and replied: "I'm not very promising, as long as I don't forget my original intention and follow my heart, I won't starve to death."

The car was about to go to the restaurant, and Su Yide patted the prayer beads in his hand: "I hope you can remember it." With the help of his assistant, he took out a business card with the words "Su Yide" written on it, and Yang Fan looked at it. Zhang business card has the illusion of being favored by heaven.

"I might need a model shoot for this too, if you want..."

"I am willing." Yang Fan realized that he agreed too quickly, took the business card and said embarrassedly, "I don't have a business card yet."

"No problem."

Yang Fan left a mobile phone number and got off the station to sort out his mood by the side of the road, turning the card in his hand around and stuffing it into his pocket.The past that he didn't want to remember squeezed into his head bit by bit and forced him to face it, but he could only curl up in a corner and resisted like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes. In just ten years, he was tired of that circle but now he had to go in again .

Ten years is long enough, enough for him to grow from a top student to a scumbag today. Some things are deeply ingrained, but he feels that he is in stage fright, facing another brand-new world in fear, but his expectations also include apprehension. If you are not careful, you will face the risk of explosion.

Now he regrets his life, fears death and is lazy.

During the meal, Jia Jing said a set of polite words to Yang Fan, and Yang Fan could hear the apology in it: "I don't have any experience and I am not good enough to take on the home game. Sister Jing, I will listen to you." Fashion week is not a place he can go, Jia He was not surprised that Jing made this decision, on the contrary he felt relieved.

It was Jia Wen who felt sorry for Yang Fan after knowing the result: "What a great opportunity, maybe he will become popular right away."

Yang Fan was looking for Song Baiche, with a smile on his face, he didn't think it was a pity: "You think things too simply, the water is not deep enough to enter."

"How deep it can be, what am I afraid of if I have money."

"Stupid." Yang Fan thought that this was the most gentle time he spoke to Jia Wen.

Waiting for nothing to do on the side of the road, Yang Fan casually bought a copy of today's newspaper to read. He was wearing sunglasses, which made people misunderstand that he was a celebrity, and he didn't know that he had been secretly photographed at the stall where he read the newspaper. The photo was uploaded A [Share the handsome guy you see in your daily life] comment on Weibo received over [-] likes.

I flipped around and found no attractive news. That star announced his love affair, which director cheated, or who became a mistress. These routines are common to him. In the era of little fresh meat, there are endless scandals. He just shakes his head and doesn’t even look at him. Give.

When Song Bai arrived at the station, he saw Yang Fan sitting impatiently shaking his legs, taking off the sunglasses and dangling on his fingers, and fanning the newspaper in half with the other, he stepped forward to help carry the suitcase: "Senior, I have something to do, so I came late gone."

He knew that the new company was very busy. Yang Fan brushed his hair up and let out a sigh: "Go home, it's so uncomfortable outside."

"What do you want to eat when you go home?" Song Bai asked.

When Yang Fan was born without accidents, his mother would ask him this question when he came home. He was in a trance for a moment, but he controlled it in time, turned his head and looked out the window and said, "Whatever you want, since you are good at cooking."

Song Bai didn't know if he was really happy, he chuckled a few times, and looked up curiously at the newspaper in Yang Fan's hand: "I didn't expect you to buy a newspaper."

Yang Fan blurted out: "It's not because you read it every day at home, it's all your fault." He held up the newspaper and was about to yell, suddenly a headline caught his attention.

An 18-year-old girl gave birth to a baby in a toilet.

This kind of news often happens. Yang Fan lost his voice and glanced at Song Bai who was concentrating on driving. Song Bai noticed that his eyes turned and turned his head. The eyes of the two met suddenly. It was Yang Fan who started to quarrel. With thought.