"The theme of your shooting today is the theme of battle damage, the makeup of injured people after returning from the battle."
The staff said this while asking the players to put on makeup. This ordinary sentence reminded Ye Xingxing of Jia Feng'er's previous worries, but he quickly shook his head. Is it just a coincidence?
"Wow, Xingxing, you look so beautiful, so sassy and beautiful."
Ye Xingxing's makeup has aroused everyone's admiration as always. This look is different from the past. A red scar cuts across the nose. The makeup is full of story, exuding a charming and dangerous charm. The black dress is even more
It's full of charm, cool and dangerous, with a little bit of exhaustion after a battle.
"This face is really born with a sense of story!"
The photographer couldn't help but marvel. Beautiful and delicate faces are not uncommon. After all, cultivators will automatically improve their faces, but there are not many people like Ye Xingxing who are born with a sense of story.
"I think Gao Fushuai is too handsome!"
The girls present were a little surprised when they saw Gao Fushuai coming out. This makeup unexpectedly made Gao Fushuai feel like a vampire count, which was dangerous and made people want to get close.
"Xingxing, do you think I look good?"
The proud look on Gao Fushuai's face directly destroyed the mysterious and dangerous feeling just now.
"very nice."
For friends, Ye Xingxing has always been supportive.
"A group of eight of you just happened to take a group portrait, a team returning from slaying demons. Of course, Ye Xingxing must stand in the center."
The photographer started asking everyone to pose for photos with various props according to the theme.
"This sword is too flashy!"
"It's not appropriate!"
These were Tariq's words, and the photographer frowned: "As long as it looks good!"
"If I kill the enemy in this posture, I'm afraid I will be torn into pieces first."
This bad scene is tall, rich and handsome.
“As long as it looks good!”
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"Dear handsome guys and beauties, I just take photos, take photos, and take good-looking photos. This is art, art! It doesn't matter whether I can kill enemies in reality!"
"You all just shut up and do as I say!"
After asking various questions, the photographer finally couldn't bear it any longer and burst out with spiritual energy. Only then did everyone become more honest. This photographer was actually a level 7 spiritual person. People have to bow their heads under the eaves, so it's better to be more honest.
Ye Xingxing listened to the photographer's instructions like a puppet on strings, with his eyes blank and his face expressionless.
"Okay! Great! Ye Xingxing cooperates really well."
The photographer's words seemed to be far away in the horizon. In this strange state, Ye Xingxing looked at the others, only to find that he could see Jia Feng'er's huge web of faith, and this web didn't seem to be very strong. Ye Xingxing
Xing Xing thought he had seen something wrong, so he blinked and couldn't see anything anymore.
"No wonder Sister Feng'er has been feeling bad, because there is something wrong with the source of her faith."
Ye Xingxing muttered in his heart, and then mechanically posed according to the photographer's request.
"worn out."
The day's shooting was finally over. Ye Xingxing felt that her face was almost stiff. Although she didn't have to smile all the time, it was very tiring to do various actions as required, not to mention that her workload was several times that of others, but the photos and behind-the-scenes
She also looked at it and found that although it had not been repaired yet, it was extremely beautiful.
"I think Xingxing and Pei Huangyu are a good match."
"I stand with Carl."
"I think Chu Fan is more suitable."
"It's better to be tall, rich and handsome. They have a better relationship."
Well, it’s not just the audience who kowtows, but also the players and photographers. Ye Xingxing was really speechless when he heard these mutterings.
"Photography teacher, can you take a picture of me and the stars? Just one picture."
This is what Jia Feng'er said. Her premonition is getting worse and worse. Although they will still be friends in the future, she really wants to take a group photo at this moment. After all, the makeup and the photographer's level are different.
"I also want!"
"I want to shoot with Brother Pei!"
"I want to shoot with Mr. Pei!"
…
After hearing Jia Feng'er's words, everyone immediately spoke. The photographer glanced at everyone and immediately became quiet.
"Okay, I'm in a good mood today. I can take a group photo for you. In addition, there will be a group photo for each of you. You can discuss it yourself. Anyway, there are only so many people."
The photographer looked at these people and actually agreed, which surprised the assistant next to him.
"Okay, Star, let's go together!"
"Shoot with me first!"
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There were many people looking for Ye Xingxing, and there were also many people looking for other people. This was the first time Ye Xingxing knew that he was so popular.
"Does it look good?"
After Jia Feng'er got the photo, she immediately set it as Xian Nao's screensaver and showed it to Ye Xingxing.
"nice."
Ye Xingxing nodded.
"You should also use this as a screensaver!"
Jia Feng'er's request caught Ye Xingxing off guard. Although she liked Jia Feng'er very much, she didn't want to do this.
"Captain, use our photo as a screen saver!!"
It was Lin Qianshuang who saved her. She felt that Lin Qianshuang's voice was like the sound of nature.
"I'll use our photo together!"
Ye Xingxing immediately changed into a group photo, and then took the photo of the two of them given by the photographer: "I will keep this carefully, it is very precious."
"Um."
Jia Feng'er's face was obviously a little reluctant. She didn't expect that her request was actually rejected, but it seemed that the rejection was very reasonable. In the end, she smiled: "Let's go back to the dormitory."
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for the first round of single-player competition.
Ye Xingxing is very relaxed. After all, her strength is much higher than that of her opponents. In fact, most people pay attention to some evenly matched or slightly suspenseful battles. For such disparity in strength, unless they are fanatical believers, they will not pay attention.
There really aren't many.
"My name is Ye Xingxing, please take care of me."
Ye Xingxing stood on the stage and introduced that these games will start at the same time. Everyone can watch whatever they like. They will gradually separate in the later rounds.
"My name is Li Huanhuan. Let's take a photo together after we get down."
Li Huanhuan looked at Ye Xingxing: "Although I want to surrender voluntarily, I feel that this is too disrespectful to you, Xingxing, and I also want to see your true ability, Xingxing."
"I don't mind you surrendering on your own initiative at all!"
After Ye Xingxing said it, the barrage was filled with laughter.
"Okay, now choose a map randomly and wish you good luck."
The referee interrupted the conversation between the two. If they continue talking, there is no telling what Ye Xingxing will say.
The referee pressed the button, and the bright blocks on the nine-square grid were beating crazily, and then the speed gradually slowed down. The terrain: plain.