The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

According to Cheng Xi's request, the stylist put on the battle-damaged makeup that he called HIT, but it still looked a little different from Si Jiamu.

Si Jiamu looked like a beauty who had just entered the world and was framed and injured, while the remaining four looked like generals who had experienced life and death on the battlefield.

"Are you still satisfied?"

The stylist came up to ask questions carefully. Cheng Xi frowned, looked at it for a while, and finally nodded, "Barely qualified. This style will be kept."

The stylist breathed a sigh of relief and continued to work.Cheng Xi fiddled with his camera, occasionally raised his eyes, and at the end of his gaze was the same person.

Artists have a natural yearning for beauty, and Cheng Xi saw in Si Jiamu the kind of beauty he had been looking for.

Fragile, fragile, alienated, restrained.

"Muse." Cheng Xi looked at Si Jiamu's back, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

The theme of the shooting has been set before, and the makeup has been determined. Several people have rich experience in photoshoots, and Cheng Xi is an internationally renowned photographer. It stands to reason that the itinerary should go very smoothly. I didn’t expect to come back and forth After tossing all morning, there are not many usable pieces.

Luo Siyuan asked Yang Yu to go over and secretly inquire about Cheng Xi's news.

He reasonably suspected that he offended Cheng Xi unintentionally before, otherwise it would not have been like this all the time.

Yang Yu also felt puzzled, "Don't talk about offending, this is the first time we have cooperated with him, it shouldn't be."

Luo Siyuan glanced at Cheng Xi, who was looking at the photos just taken, with a serious face, and occasionally raised his head to inspect the people in the studio, and finally, there was always a faint smile in his eyes.

Luo Siyuan followed his gaze and frowned when he saw Si Jiamu arranging his hair.

The way Cheng Xi looked at Si Jiamu just now was not innocent.

"In the future, if you cooperate with him, try not to pick it up." Luo Siyuan said, and ran over immediately when he saw Qi Yuxing waving.

Everyone rested for a while, and the filming started again.

Cheng Xi held up the camera and was not satisfied with taking several angles. Luo Siyuan was furious, and Qi Yuxing took several shots before he managed to suppress it.

"Jiamu, come out." Cheng Xi raised his hand and pointed at Si Jiamu, "Lie flat on your back."

"Teacher Cheng, this is..."

Before Ke Haoyan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Xi, "I need it for filming, don't you have this bit of professionalism?"

In a word, let several people shut up.

To go on, if it is used by someone with a heart, it should be said that HIT is playing a big game.

Ke Haoyan bit her lip, but did not speak again.

Si Jiamu didn't think too much, and lay down as promised.

In order to produce a film, the photographer often has some tricky angles, which he can understand.

Seeing him lying down obediently, Cheng Xi had a flash of surprise in his eyes. He held up the camera, squatted down, and took several photos. Then he felt dissatisfied, so he simply separated his legs and locked Si Jiamu between his legs. Time, just sit down like this.

At that moment, Si Jiamu and Ke Haoyan were both black-faced, and the faces of the other three were not much better.

Si Jiamu was a little uncomfortable, moved his body, but was clamped even tighter by the opponent.

"do not move!"

Cheng Xi sternly stopped his movement, held the camera with one hand, freed one hand, squeezed his wrist, and clasped it behind his back, "Jiamu, don't move, you look the best from this angle."

Cheng Xi's voice was very soft, and deliberately lowered, very ambiguous.

Si Jiamu frowned. He thought it was beyond the scope of his work to cooperate with this kind of shooting, but he couldn't speak too harshly. When he was thinking about what to do, he heard a "click" sound. Cheng Xi Already started taking pictures.

He looked satisfied, with a grin that went all the way to his ears.

Si Jiamu exerted all his strength this time and was about to move when suddenly his body lightened and Cheng Xi had already been moved away. He turned his head quickly and saw Ke Haoyan grabbing Cheng Xi's collar with one hand and taking off the camera around his neck with the other. .

"Cheng Xi, to call you teacher respectfully, do you really take yourself seriously?" Ke Haoyan's eyes seemed to burst into flames, the strength in his hand increased secretly, and the movement of the other hand did not delay.

He took out the memory card of the camera, fell hard to the ground, and fell to pieces.

Everyone in the studio stopped their movements and looked towards this side in panic.

Question: The photographer and the entertainer are in a fight, but they are both masters who cannot be offended. What should I do?

The person in charge of the handover from the magazine went to find Yang Yu, asking him to intervene and at least understand the cause of the conflict. Who knew that Yang Yu, who has always been a good man, refused.

"Brother Yu, please go over and have a look. If there is any conflict, let's talk about it. Why do you go to war like this and hurt everyone's peace?"

Yang Yu either shook his head or waved his hands, "Oh, you don't know our group of youngsters. Although I am their manager, I am actually similar to their old father. When the youngsters grow up, the old father will take care of them." I can't stop."

Just going back and forth like this, the handover person's lips were worn out, and Yang Yu was not invited.

Finally, when the handover person left, Yang Yu's expression darkened immediately.What Cheng Xi did just now, he is not blind, so he can see clearly, not to mention Ke Haoyan made a move, even if he didn't, he would definitely punish this Cheng Xi afterwards.

Still thinking about letting him become a mediator, I'm afraid it's not a dream!He just needs to stand quietly and see that when Ke Haoyan needs help, he can go up to help.

In sight, Luo Siyuan had already pulled Sijiamu up, patted the dirt on his body, asked a few words in a low voice, and then went to see Ke Haoyan.

He was still pinching Cheng Xi's hand, the hatred in his eyes welled up, wishing he could skin the man and cramp it on the spot.

"Ke Haoyan?" Cheng Xi frowned for a long time, then smiled again, "I'm sorry, except for Jiamu, I don't have a good impression of the rest of the people."

"Who allows you to call him that?" Ke Haoyan's hand tightened unconsciously, purple-red strangle marks appeared on Cheng Xi's neck, and he began to cough violently because of poor breathing, his face flushed red, But the mouth is not forgiving at all, "The mouth grows on me, how... how to call it, it is my freedom."

Hearing this, Ke Haoyan's temples twitched, he simply threw away the camera, freed his hands, and pinched Cheng Xi's neck together, "You have the guts, can you say it again?"

Cheng Xi's face had turned into liver-colored, her eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall out, but she could still laugh when she heard Ke Haoyan's words, like a lunatic, "I said, Si, Jia, Mu, Jia, Wood, my muse."

Like a ignited firecracker, Ke Haoyan raised his hands suddenly, Cheng Xi let out an intermittent coughing sound from his throat, the vocal cords seemed to be torn apart, it made people feel hairy.

Seeing this, Qi Yuxing frowned, went up and patted Ke Haoyan on the shoulder, "Forget it after venting, don't make things big."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Si Jiamu. The other party was silent for a while after receiving his message, and finally said, "Hao Yan, I'll accept it when I see you."

Ke Haoyan turned his head, his tone revealing resentment, "If you think it's okay, I'll let go immediately."

This is not like last time, Si Jiamu said slowly, "It's fine."

At the same time, Cheng Xi fell to the ground in response, and Ke Haoyan went over to delete the automatically synchronized photos on the computer, and this was the end.

Si Jiamu stood aside and watched coldly. At the end, he smiled slowly and said, "Mr. Cheng, you have a busy schedule, so we won't bother you."

"Jiamu, Jiamu." Cheng Xi was paralyzed on the ground, while stroking his chest with his hands, he still didn't forget to look up at Si Jiamu, and murmured his name, as if he had been bewitched by something.

Si Jiamu felt upset when he heard it.

"Mr. Cheng, Hao Yan was impulsive just now. Let's apologize for him." Qi Yuxing stood up and spoke politely, but his expression and movements were full of disgust, "Mr. Cheng, I see your assistant over there I'm also waiting anxiously, let's go quickly, don't miss the flight."