Shen Wenqian was stunned by this sudden big pie falling from the sky.
He stood up quickly, "Teacher Chen, what are you..."
"Teacher Chen, don't be impulsive!" The staff member advised him bitterly, "Su Chen's manager said he will be there soon, and there are still ten minutes left! Please wait for another ten minutes!"
"If I wait for him any longer, I'll be a stick!" Chen Xing was furious and pointed at Ruan Qi, "Come here and take a picture of the cover!"
The little girl blinked, said "oh" obediently, and then ran to Chen Xing with her skirt in hand.
Shen Wenqian glanced at her and coughed lightly, "Teacher Chen, my Xiaoqi signed the contract with the inside pages. Look..."
"Change the contract immediately!" Chen Xing waved his hand and said to the staff on the side, "Go and get it done and sign the contract on the spot!"
Staff: "Teacher Chen, do you want to stop thinking about it? The style of Ruan Qi's clothes does not match the style of this cover!"
Chen Xing took a step back and stared at Ruan Qi's clothes.
"It doesn't quite match."
The staff was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Chen Xing said again, "Bring me the black skirt that the brand gave me a few days ago."
"!" The staff member was startled, "Teacher Chen, that skirt is from the Gao She S family..."
"You can take it if you are told, there is so much nonsense!" Chen Xing's beard showed impatience. He pointed at Ruan Qi, "Go and change clothes with her!"
……
Ten minutes later, Ruan Qi opened the door and walked into the studio.
Suddenly, the quiet sound of pindrops could be heard in the noisy studio.
Everyone's eyes fell on her, and their eyes were filled with surprise.
Shen Wenqian, who was signing the contract, felt that something was not right about the atmosphere. He raised his head and met Ruan Qi's peach-blossom eyes drawn by eyeliner.
The pen in my hand fell to the table with a clatter.
The girl is wearing a black modified sleeveless cheongsam. The upper body of the cheongsam is embroidered with large groups of peonies with gold thread, and the close-fitting lines outline the girl's sexy figure. The lower body of the cheongsam has been modified and turned into a wide skirt.
.There is a high fork on the right side of the skirt, which is mysterious and a bit wild.
Shen Wenqian has always known that his artists can be salty or sweet, but at this moment, when he looked at the tall and charming girl holding a feather fan, he still couldn't help but cursed in his heart - so damn beautiful!
There's nothing sweet or soft about this one, she's just like the God of Royal Sisters!
"It's so beautiful!" A staff member couldn't help but exclaimed.
Chen Xing, who was playing with the machine, raised his head, and when he saw Ruan Qi, his eyes flashed with surprise.
"Not bad," he looked at her carefully, his tone a little surprised, "it's better than I thought. Come here!"
The little girl stepped on high heels, her skirt was held up by Mo Lan, and she walked over bumpily.
"The theme to be shown on the cover of the next issue is the King." Chen Xing gestured with his hand in a very abstract way, and then asked, "That's it, do you understand?"
The little girl stared at Chen Xing's movements, her face confused for two seconds, and then she showed a look of realization.
"I understand!~"
Shen Wenqian on the side: "???"
Just make two gestures, what do you understand?
……
In Shen Wenqian's confused and uneasy mood, Ruan Qi held up her skirt and sat on the sofa in the background shed.
She closed her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and reached out to gently lift the hem of the black silk skirt.
The hem of the skirt fell, and the girl raised her flaming red lips. Her long, slightly raised eyes fell on a point in the sky, with a look of arrogance in her eyes.
"Okay!"
Chen Xing shouted excitedly and clicked the shutter of the camera.
"Change!"
At his command, Ruan Qi raised her right leg and placed it gently on her left leg. She stretched her right hand forward casually and gently lifted the black feather fan in her hand.
It's like the queen is looking down at her subjects lying on the ground, making people look up.
"So beautiful!"
"The high crotch of that skirt is so sexy! The legs are so beautiful!"
"That's awesome! What should I do if I suddenly want to become her husband!"
"As expected of a young girl in academia, she's so handsome!"
The studio door opened, and a man in a red trench coat walked in quietly.
Everyone's attention was focused on Ruan Qi, and they didn't notice that there was an extra person in the studio.
The man didn't care, he picked up a chair and sat down. He looked at Ruan Qi, who was lying on the sofa, looking like a peerless beauty, and let out a light 'tsk'.
The man took out his mobile phone, took two pictures of her, and sent them to someone on WeChat.
……
On the top floor of Xi's Group, the office was quiet.
Xi Jiu sat on the office chair, her head hanging slightly, looking at the documents in her hands.
The phone suddenly dinged.
He raised his eyelids and glanced casually, without moving.
At this time, another 'ding-dong' sounded, and immediately after, the mobile phone rang 'ding-dong-clap' more than a dozen times in a row.
Xi Jiu frowned slightly and opened WeChat with a cold face.
He clicked into the chat window and his pupils shrank slightly after seeing the photos inside.
In the photo, the girl is lying on the sofa. Her long black skirt and fair skin form a strong visual contrast. The slit of the skirt is a bit high, and her long legs are looming, which makes people feel itchy.
Her makeup is very delicate, her peach blossom eyes outlined with eyeliner have a lazy look of disdain, and her flaming red lips are lightly lifted, full of aggressiveness.
Xi Jiu looked at the photo intently, his eyes scanning the girl's face and body inch by inch, with a dark light flashing in his eyes, like a leopard watching its prey.
At this time, the phone vibrated again.
The man came to his senses, long pressed the photo to save it, and then returned to the chat window to take a look.
[I am the most flying: Brother Jiu, are you sure you can handle this girl? [bad smile.jpg]]
Xi Jiu frowned and his face turned cold.
Gu Feiyang was sitting in the studio, leaning on the back of the chair as if his body was boneless.
At this time, WeChat rang, and he lowered his head and looked——
【Xi Jiu: Get out.】
Gu Feiyang suddenly laughed like he was convulsing.
He glanced at Ruan Qi on the sofa, playfully outlined his lower lip, and then recorded a short video and sent it to Xi Jiu.
[I am the most arrogant: Brother Jiu, this girl is quite to my liking.]
[Xi Jiu: Gu Feiyang, if you make fun of her again, watch your skin carefully.]
Gu Feiyang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
[I am the most flying: I said Brother Nine, are you serious?]
Xi Jiu didn't reply, probably because he was too lazy to answer such a stupid question that he could figure out with his toes.
Gu Feiyang stared at the phone for a long time and let out a 'tsk' sound.
[I am the most arrogant: Brother Jiu, from my vicious perspective, which has been immersed in the fashion industry for many years, this girl is a temptress. How much worry do you have to worry about marrying a temptress home?]
This time Xi Jiu replied, just three words——
【I am happy.】
After sending this message, another message followed.
[Xi Jiu: Delete the photos on your phone. Also, give me a copy of the negatives after the magazine shoot.]