In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

Han Jiamu took two-dimensional photos quickly, and he was in a good mood today, so he wasn't impatient after the photographer asked him to change his poses a few times.

This is the first time for the photographer to work with Han Jiamu. He had heard a lot of rumors about him before, and only found out when he saw the real person. The rumors are deceiving. He obviously doesn't have such a big temper. Second, he seems to stand in the middle.

Liu Sensen was sweating with those who watched beside him, and said to his heart, brother, hurry up, my brother Han's good mood is almost consumed by you.

In fact, Han Jiamu doesn't like taking two-dimensional photos, especially when they are taken in groups. He finds it troublesome to change clothes every time.If it hadn't been for the sex with Cheng Xiangdong last night and the phone call just now, he would have left by now.

Three or five photos are enough for a magazine, and taking so many photos is useless.

The last set of photos was to be topless. Han Jiamu glanced sideways at the concealer rubbed off by his clothes on his shoulders, and motioned for the makeup artist to come over and touch up his makeup.

After washing, Cheng Xiangdong took the car keys left by Han Jiamu and drove back to his parents' place. After changing his clothes, he went directly to the studio where the advertisement was shot. Wang Xinxin was already waiting outside the door. When he saw him, he hurried over, " Brother Cheng, you are here, the director asked me several times."

"Didn't we make an appointment at two o'clock?" He raised his wrist to look at his watch, "It's only one o'clock."

"It's too late, I still have to put on makeup and change clothes!" Wang Xinxin stretched out his hand and pulled him inside, very anxious.

Cheng Xiangdong didn't think much of it at all, he could just put on makeup and simply change his clothes, and he had read the script a long time ago, so there was no such thing as nervousness at all.

In the end, he was wrong. He thought it was just a simple shot of a sneaker commercial. After changing his clothes and shoes, he realized that everything else was fine.

Cheng Xiangdong is the kind of person who is very kind and friendly outside, he doesn't lose his temper easily, and he doesn't want to go back to the circle because there are a lot of topics in this show, so he is said to be filmed everywhere, if he can talk less, he will As little as possible.

The results of it?

The director, who seemed to have no problems, turned out to be a problem.

"Xiao Cheng, your hair is a bit messy, take another shot."

"Xiao Cheng, your shoes don't look good, change them."

"Xiao Cheng, the way you bent over just now didn't look good, take another picture."

"Xiao Cheng, why is your face a little red? Are you tired? Take a rest and take another picture later."

In this way, the director has always had this soft tone, and every time he waits for Cheng Xiangdong to finish one shot, he asks for another one.

Although Cheng Xiangdong is physically strong and doesn't care about jumping up and down, running and bending over, he had sex with Han Jiamu a few times last night. He could have had three smooth sex, but ended up taking more than a dozen.

He sat on the lounge chair with a smile on his face, his eyes were cold.

Wang Xinxin was so frightened by his expression that he didn't dare to say a word, and quickly hid beside him after handing him the water glass.

"Xiaoxin, bring my phone."

Wang Xinxin quickly handed it over.

Cheng Xiangdong glanced at the time and called his father, "Dad, I won't be going back tonight, you pick up the boy."

"Aren't you coming back? What are you doing?" Father Cheng wondered, his son often sleeps out recently, is it possible that he is in a relationship?

"Shooting a commercial, and meeting a stupid director, I guess I'll have to struggle for a while. I'll stay at my friend's place at night. You and mom don't have to wait for me. My boy took a shower yesterday, so you don't need to wash him today."

"Got it, you come back tomorrow, your mother said she wants you to come back."

"En." Cheng Xiangdong hung up the phone, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled at the director who just turned to look at him.

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