She opened the paper bag, took out a small cake and took a bite, her eyes quickly scanning Ruan Qi from head to toe.
"Xiao Qi's dress looks great today, like a little fairy."
At the award ceremony the day before yesterday, Ruan Qi looked like a high-ranking queen in a purple flowing dress.
But today, she was dressed in white gauze and transformed into a little fairy who doesn't eat fireworks.
It has to be said that Ruan Qi's temperament is more versatile than Annie Dilan expected. This kind of temperament that can be sweet or salty, but not at all inconsistent, is the most valuable thing when shooting flat surfaces.
Annie Dilan took two steps back and looked at Ruan Qi carefully.
"Xiaoqi, what style of photos do you like?"
Ruan Qi thought for a while, "Anything is fine. Whatever style Sister Anni needs, I will try my best to show it."
Annie Dilan looked at her, thought for a moment, and had an idea in her mind.
"I have a plan, and it will definitely be very popular when it is shot. But the shooting style is quite different from your usual temperament. I don't know if you can handle it. How about we set the makeup first and try it out?"
Of course Ruan Qi has no problem.
She took a sip of water and then followed Annie Dilan to the dressing room.
The makeup artist is the official makeup artist of Dilan Studio. Annie Dilan told her the effect she wanted, and then the makeup artist began to work on Ruan Qi's face.
Ruan Qi sat there for more than two hours.
When the makeup artist finished the last touch, a cold and sharp woman appeared in the mirror of the dressing table.
The woman blinked her long, upward eyes, and let out a "Wow——!" that didn't match her temperament, "Sister Qiao, you're wearing too much makeup! I almost didn't recognize myself!"
Ruan Qi looked at herself in the mirror.
Her long black hair is tied up in a high ponytail, and her soft eyebrows are decorated to look heroic. The eyeshadow is smoky, which deepens the three-dimensionality of the eye sockets. The dark red eyeliner is raised high back, and the smoky eyeshadow is set off.
Below, bloody and beautiful.
This is a killer who walks in the darkness, cold and beautiful, ruthless and bloody.
Ruan Qi saw herself like this for the first time, and she really liked it.
She took out her mobile phone, took a selfie with the front camera, opened Xi Jiu's chat window and sent it.
Makeup artist Qiao brought a set of clothes at this time.
"Baby, put on your clothes. Let's go to the studio."
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Ten minutes later, Ruan Qi came to the studio after changing her clothes.
As soon as she opened the door, she heard a strange voice.
"Dear Annie, you can't do this to me. I have invited you twenty times. Considering that I held you when you were a child, you should accept my invitation!"
"Edward, are you talking about the time on my first birthday when you held me in your arms and threw me into the sky, but then you didn't catch me and almost killed me?"
"Oh Annie, it was just an accident, I didn't mean it. Annie, just promise me. My new movie will start shooting soon, and I need you!"
"I refuse. Edward, I can only take pictures, not movies."
"Only a fool would believe that you can't make movies! You won the gold medal for short films when you were in college! I don't care, I'm your uncle, Annie, you have to help me!"
Ruan Qi stood at the door a little embarrassed, watching the middle-aged man named Edward pestering Annie Dilan like a coquettish person.
Anne Dilan was so annoyed by him that she threw her arm to the side and landed on the high table.
The chassis of the high-top table was relatively light. Under the strong impact, it fell backwards and hit the shelf standing on the wall.
The shelf shook a few times, and a glass kettle half filled with water fell from it.
Annie DeLand was standing under the shelf.
If the glass kettle falls, it will hit her head immediately.
When the middle-aged man named Edward saw this scene, his face turned pale with fright, "Annie, get out of the way -!"
Annie Dilan didn't know what happened yet, and stood there with a puzzled look on her face.
Edward screamed in fright.
At this moment, a black figure flew past him at an extremely fast speed, hugged Annie Dilan's waist, and pulled her aside.
Then, a hand stretched out and grabbed it in the air.
He grabbed the kettle firmly.
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