Jiang Se put on the diamond earrings, Chloé helped her up, and Mo Anqi held up her skirt from behind. After entering the studio, Basile praised:
“Very beautiful.”
Even though there are certain differences in the definition of beauty between the East and the West, and the aesthetic standards of beauty and ugliness of appearance may be different, this temperament from the inside out can still conquer different people in different countries.
This slightly cold and hard hairstyle was perfectly supported by Jiang Se, and it did not seem out of place with this hairstyle.
When Chloé gently covered her head with the tulle draped around her wrists, Maki hesitated to speak. She glanced at Xia Chaoqun who was standing beside her with his arms around his chest, and finally said nothing.
"Maki, this is an ad for earrings after all. If you cover it up like this, will it..."
The head of the French region of Hong Kong China Group spoke in a low voice. When the veil covered Jiang Se's head, it did create a stunning hazy beauty, but after all, the focus was not on the person, but on the diamond.
The black and white photography style was already very risky, and now that it is covered up, it further blocks the brilliance of the diamonds, which makes the person in charge of the French region a little worried.
"Don't worry yet."
Maki bit his lower lip and made a soothing sound.
Basile instructed his assistant to light the camera and adjust the lens. For a while, the studio was filled with the sound of "clicking". Jiang Se changed his poses from time to time. Basile kept pressing the shutter, looking a little excited:
"Jiang, raise your hand and pretend to lift your veil."
He shouted loudly, and Jiang Se followed his words, "Smile, look nonchalant, be a little lazy, lower your head a little, lower it a little more, OK."
His assistant had worked with him for many years. With just a glance, he had already moved the soft light stand and the lighting board. With a click, Basile pressed the shutter, and his camera captured this perfect scene.
The other dress is mainly pure black. Compared with the purity of white and the luxury of pearl satin, the black dress looks much more low-key.
The tailors still mainly use a lot of embroidered satin, and the sleeves are three-quarter length, revealing a section of snow-white wrists.
Unlike the white chiffon that still reveals a little bit at the neckline of the skirt, the black dress wraps Jiang Se tightly. The hips with not exaggerated lines highlight the slenderness of the waist, and the slender thighs are wrapped in tight satin skirt. Only the graceful curves make the sexiness ooze out from the bones.
This time the photo shoot went very smoothly. Two sets of jewelry were photographed in two days. The people from Honghua had to stay and wait for the finished products. Jiang Se exchanged contact information with Basile, Chloé and others and prepared to leave Paris.
Her work came to a temporary halt, and she had originally planned to meet Pei Yi in Bordeaux in early August.
But for some reason, Pei Yi, who had said she would be able to return to the capital in early August, had not turned on her phone yet. Her work had been delayed for a few days, and now that she had some free time, she was completely relaxed.
Mo Anqi wanted to take a good stroll around Paris. She had been busy with filming recently and had stayed in Paris for such a long time but had not had the chance to see the sights.
Anyway, there is no news from Pei Yi for the time being. He is probably entangled in something and cannot get away for the time being. Jiang Se simply decided to stay in Paris for two days.
Once things were settled here, Xia Chaoqun prepared to fly to Italy again. Tao Cen had called her several times recently, but this time Jiang Se's commercial shoot was too important, so Xia Chaoqun had been watching it personally. Now that the shooting was over, her assistant booked the flight and told Jiang Se before leaving:
"Take a few days' rest first. I will inform Angie Mok of the details of the work later via email. Hong Kong China may hold a press conference later and we need your cooperation."
Jiang Se nodded and sent Xia Chaoqun away. It was not until August 10 that Pei Yi finally called.
"Thunder."
When he called, Jiang Se had just finished taking a shower and was lying in bed ready to sleep.
It's already 9:50 in Paris, and it should be early morning in China. He called me, so he must have just rushed back from another place.
"I'm sorry, I'm back late." His voice was so gentle, flowing slowly into Jiang Se's ears through the phone like a trickle of water.
He didn't say he missed her, but every word he said was filled with longing.
He didn't even have time to pick up his luggage. The moment he got off the plane in the capital, he turned on his phone and called.
There was a long distance between her and him. Outside the helipad of the Beijing-based troops, there was already a car waiting to pick him up. He held the phone tightly and refused to let go. Pei Jinyang, who came to pick him up, couldn't help but kick him.
Pei Yi seemed to feel no pain and walked quickly:
"I'm booking a flight to Paris now. Please wait for me there."
His steps became faster and faster, and his voice became a little louder:
"When you wake up, I might be almost there." After he said this, he ignored Pei Jinyang who was following behind him and asked loudly:
"Do you miss me?"
I don’t know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but when Pei Jinyang looked at Pei Yi, his eyes lit up and he laughed wildly.
He was still talking to the person on the other end of the phone with a gentle look. Pei Jinyang shook his head. He was always like this. It used to be Feng Nan, and now it's Jiang Se, but his enthusiasm has never changed.
At the airport, Pei Yi asked Jiang Se what she had been doing recently. When he heard her talk about work, shopping and watching fashion shows, and the delicious food in the hotel and the streets of Paris she had walked on, he suddenly felt a little regretful for not accompanying her.
Pei Yi's plane didn't arrive in Paris until the afternoon. In the morning, Jiang Se and Mo Anqi went for a walk at the Arc de Triomphe together. The other end of the Arc de Triomphe was connected to the Champs-Elysées. Mo Anqi mentioned the grand French National Day military parade some time ago. They saw it on TV at that time, but because of work reasons, they didn't come even though they were very close. They felt a little regretful for a moment.
After shopping for half a day in the morning, Mo Anqi couldn't help but buy a lot of things. Jiang Se also bought a little. The two calculated the time and planned to go back to put the things away, have lunch, and then go to the airport to pick up Pei Yi.
But as soon as I got back to the hotel, I saw Pei Yi in front of the hotel lobby.
He wore a grey V-neck pullover sweater and light blue jeans. He seemed to have been waiting in the hotel for a long time. When he saw her, he opened his hands:
"Thunder."
He had lost some weight, and his straight blond hair had been cut into a flat top, with black stubble growing out. When Jiang Se saw him, she almost didn't recognize him.
Jiang Se threw the things into Mo Anqi's hands, first walked towards him in small steps, then quickened her pace and threw herself into his arms, feeling both surprised and surprised:
"Why so fast?"
He reached out and picked up Jiang Se, lowered his head to her hair and took a deep breath, then kissed her several times in succession:
"I have a temporary ticket, so I'll leave first." (To be continued)