After last night's elimination, the boys and girls groups each lost one person. Marvin was the only one left in the company of brothers, and without a doubt he chose Dan to share the Taylor suite with him. Dan's pride made Chris very unhappy for a time, and he secretly complained to me in the room last night.
For some reason, Chris always behaved very differently in front of me and became very childish and cautious, inexplicably cute in contrast.
Today is a hard photo shoot again. What makes the models come to the shooting location is that they have two more professional models to cooperate in this time. The male model is naturally Rob, and the female model is the most prestigious nowadays. Victoria's Secret model, Alexandra.
The theme of this hard photo shoot is light SM style, in other words, the relationship between men and women who are conquered and conquered is reflected in the photos.
I was in a group with Jamie, and the two of us were going to shoot with a supermodel with the strong name Alexandra.
There were no hard and fast requirements for our story setting, but to show compelling tension on camera in a vulnerable situation, I needed another approach.
Jamie and I were alone in the waiting area while the crew organized the set, and for some reason he was so nervous.
I tugged at the decorative collar around my neck and approached him with a harmless smile as best I could. "Jamie, you look nervous. What are you worried about?"
Jamie froze for a moment, apparently not expecting me to talk to him. After all, in the supermodel house, Chris and I are always in a place away from the crowd. He panicked and replied, "No... nothing..."
"Do you still mind the argument I had with Dan?" I walked up close to him, "or do you really think I'm a lunatic like he said?"
Jamie waved his hands again and again in confusion, and he defended anxiously: "It's not like this, it's just..."
"Don't worry," I interrupted his explanation with a smile as he pondered the words, "I just have an idea about the shoot I'd like to discuss with you."
I patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Alexandra's character setting will dominate the filming. I think this way, if we don't want the audience's attention to be completely taken away by her, we will There needs to be some interaction between the two."
Jamie was nervous about my approach, but after I brought up the subject of the shoot, his attention was drawn.
He repeated doubtfully: "Interaction? What kind of..."
However, his voice stopped abruptly after my hand was vaguely supporting his left neck, as if his neck was strangled by an invisible hand, and there seemed to be no breathing.
I leaned my face back in a little revenge, keeping the tip of my nose less than one centimeter away from the earlobe of his right neck, and said softly, "Interaction like this... the exchange of emotions between the two of us can Take the audience's attention away from the woman who dominated it all. Because then it's not Alexandra's one-man show in the picture anymore."
When Jamie's breath as I spoke touched his face, it bounced off like an electric shock. He didn't look away and said hastily, "Don't get so close! I...I don't know what to do...Shouldn't we listen to the advice Jonathan and the photographer gave us during the shoot?"
I pretended not to see his unusual reaction, and spread out my hands innocently. "Jamie, you have to know that Jonathan is in charge of fourteen of us a day shooting, and he can't be patient enough to analyze everyone's roles."
I sighed and walked up to Jamie, who was backed away, again earnestly, "In the setting for us, our characters have been completely treated as mannequins. If you want to get Rob's high score, You have to figure out your own way.”
I leaned over again, this time he was pushed directly to the edge of the wall by me, with his back tightly against the wall and unable to retreat. I put my face in front of him, put my hands on his head, and when the tip of my nose touched his nose, my lips were only two or three centimeters apart and they were about to overlap.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you. Now, like me, breathe in." I made an inhalation movement, and I could feel Jamie's aorta beating wildly around Jamie's neck in my hand. "Relax, you're too nervous."
I sneered because I saw Jamie's back of the ear turned red. Jamie raised his right hand and grabbed my wrist and was about to pull it down, "I see! I'll cooperate with you during the shoot...don't get so close..."
When Jamie held my wrist, I couldn't help but let go, but when my right hand was down, my left hand couldn't move because he was grabbing me. I took a step back and tried to get him to let go of his own accord, but he seemed frozen and motionless.
"What's wrong? Let it go, I won't bully you anymore." I pulled my hand back, and Jamie put it down with hindsight. There's no way an ignorant little lamb can't help but want to tease.
"What are you doing?!"
Just as Jamie let go of my wrist, I was startled by the sudden voice of Chris behind me. I hurriedly turned around and looked over, only to see Chris standing there with a cold face and a silent laughing Ashton covering his mouth with his hands.
This picture is a bit misleading. Because Jamie and I were only wearing a pair of black leather shorts for the shoot, with suggestive collars around our necks.
So, I can only watch the stinking Chris make an innocent expression, "Why are you here? We are discussing about the filming later." Shouldn't he be jealous again
Although jealousy in friendship is not without, but Chris looks at it so closely that I can't help but feel like he treats me as his girlfriend. In my opinion, Chris's performance is more misleading than what I did to Jamie.
To be fair, I, who have always disliked in-depth communication with people, accepted Chris's sticking to me all day long in such a short period of time, and it was also because Chris was a very sexy little man. Even if I still can't accept further physical contact in a short period of time, it's good to be seductive.
Chris didn't seem to think his behavior was a bit strange at all. He still said in a questioning tone: "What issues can't be discussed outside, and won't you be so close that others will misunderstand?"
I couldn't help laughing when I listened to his tone like catching a girl. I looked at Ashton, pointed at him and said, "Do you mean to misunderstand like Ashton?"
"Cough..." Ashton, who was named by me, covered his mouth and swallowed back laughter.
"We were just instructed by the staff to come here and wait. When they are ready to shoot the scene, we will officially shoot. I just showed Jamie the breathing method I told you before."
Ashton used to think he was the only surviving gay contestant among male models. Now his eyes are on me, the angry Chris and the embarrassed Jamie who is about to leave. It seems that he is finally no longer bored with the boys. generally.
I glanced at Ashton, who was full of gossip and smiles, and patted Chris on the shoulder, "You haven't changed your clothes, what are you doing here for me?"
After Jamie left, Chris was still upset, but his expression was finally so stinky. He turned and pointed at Ashton and said, "He's looking for you."
It turned out that Ashton was in the group with Cornani this time, partnering with Rob. Rob's hill-like figure and perfect muscles made him very worried about this shooting. He was said by the judges many times about masculinity. problem, but don't know how to improve it.
And among the remaining male models, the only one who can talk to him is me. And in the last hard photo shoot, my perfect interpretation of the fetish made him think maybe I could give him some shooting advice.
In fact, I'm really not a good teacher, but when Ashton approached me, I couldn't refuse. Otherwise, as long as Ashton said this in a personal interview, my impression would have been flawed.
"Everyone's situation is different," I explained to Ashton, "but there is one important thing, eyes. For example, last time Chris softened his eyes to show a more neutral temperament."
Hearing me mention him as an example, Chris raised his chin indistinctly with a little pride.
I pointed to my eyes and said to Ashton, "Your eyes always look misty when taking pictures, just like this." I controlled my eyes and squinted slightly, blurring them. my sight.
"If it's a woman, that kind of look will look very charming." I continued with Ashton's sensible expression, "but it's not strong enough for a man to make such an expression. In fact, you can use glamour in your eyes. Reese is the reference, and he usually looks at people like they are staring at them."
This time Chris didn't like my example very much. He choked his mouth and said, "Okay, let's prepare your own shooting first. Ashton and I will go back to the lounge first!" Taking the opportunity to speak, he shoved Ashton's shoulder and walked out.
I also walked out of the small room surrounded by the curtain with my arms crossed in laughter. The filming scene outside was almost ready, and Jamie was standing beside the camera a little helpless.
When the shoot officially started, Jamie and I were asked to kneel on the ground side by side, with Alexandra's left foot in high heels on my waist.
The first is the point of posture. Facing the camera, my right hand stretches forward and pushes out half of the shoulder on one side. This keeps my upper body from appearing too stiff, and I don’t let my hips and the camera appear in a straight line. , because it will make my lower back curve unable to reflect.
The left leg is slightly stretched out so that the buttocks can be clearly protruded. I look at the camera and make the appearance of a wild cat baring its teeth to scare off the enemy, changing the angle of my face to the camera.
Until Jonathan prompted me to change the expression and movement, I propped my body on my right elbow and lay down on my side, leaning over Jamie's side, during which I didn't care about Alexander who was forced to change his posture because of my change of posture. Della.
Just like female models like to use male models as human-shaped props in the daily shooting process, during the competition, the protagonist will be me, and the models I work with are all props that I use.
I began to look seductively at Jamie's profile as far as I could see, and my body showed my neck and back in the light, and this time Alexandra could only step on her high heels. on Jamie's back.
Jonathan discovered a new storyline because of my actions, and he happily instructed Jamie to match my actions. Only then did Alexandra realize that her attention was being robbed, and she no longer posed casually, but used real skills.
Alexandra pulled up my decorative collar with one hand, and gestured to hit Jamie with the whip in the other.
A hard shot was shot with fire, and at the end, Jonathan clapped in the paragraph.
"Brian," Jonathan stopped me when Jamie and I were about to leave the studio, "if you have any new ideas for your character setting in the future, you can communicate with me in advance." He came over and embraced He leaned on my shoulder and whispered in my ear.
The type I thought Jonathan would like would be a manly mature type like Mike? This can be seen from Jonathan's patrolling eyes and the time he stays on Mike at the beginning of each hard photo shoot. But what happened now.
I finally understood how Jamie felt when he was treated like this. The breath of Jonathan's words sprayed on the side of my neck, and I couldn't help but get goosebumps. My skin cleanliness reacted even more strongly, but the back of my ear and cheeks on the side I was approached by Jonathan were all red.
However, Jonathan continued as if he was encouraged, and continued: "In my opinion, every man has a cat or a canine in his heart, and you must be a little leopard cat. That expression is well done!"
Speaking of which, Jonathan also learned to do it again. To be fair, Jonathan is in his mid-thirties, but his body and skin are in good shape. But he still made me feel very embarrassed.
With a fake smile, I dealt with him, and without a trace, I sped up and walked towards the entrance of the studio.
When I got to the door, I quickly inserted the words of goodbye while he was thinking about the topic. "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Jonathan. I will definitely live up to your expectations in the future!"
The standard subordinate's answer is that he almost obeyed the commander's instructions without saying anything.