I woke up in a daze, woken up by the ringing of the phone. Last night, in order to complete the CV delivered to the survivor column, I worked late into the night again. I fumbled to half propped myself up from the bed, and the gradually cooler weather made my half-naked upper body feel a little cool.
This ringtone does not seem to be the wake-up alarm I set, but the default mobile phone ringtone. Who will call me early in the morning?
"Hi Brian!"
I took the phone away from my ear and looked at the name displayed on the phone screen. Chris, yes, but why does the voice coming from the microphone belong to Jonathan?
"Jonathan? Are you... shooting for Chris?" I put the phone back to my ear and said, as I swiftly got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.
"Yes, Chris also said that he hasn't spoken to you for a long time, I'm afraid you won't answer the phone." Jonathan's voice over there sounded excited. "His resentful expression, you dumped him?"
Although I don't like to deal with Jonathan, his status in the fashion industry is something that a newcomer like me cannot offend. So, if you can get along with him and even get a job or two through virtuality and negotiation, why not do it?
"Anyway, we don't have that kind of relationship. It's just that the school has just started recently, and I'm getting used to school. I'm a little busy." I pretended not to care about the purpose of his call, and just replied politely.
Even if I have ulterior motives in communicating with him, I don't want to make it so obvious. It is not just limited to the ambiguity between men and women, but it is also a good method in the business field.
"Well, why are you so indifferent to everyone?" Jonathan didn't seem to care about the previous topic, that is, he just mentioned it casually. "You should know the final winner of America's Next Top Model, right?"
I was squeezing toothpaste with the phone between my shoulders, and raised my eyebrows when I heard his question, "Actually, I don't know, but I might have guessed after you asked. Is it Alice?"
"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and Chris' voice suddenly came, "Are you so unconfident in me? Why don't you guess it's me?"
I was relieved to hear Chris' voice and replied, "Because I can guess that what Guess needs now is a female model, and among the top five published on the website, she is only the most powerful female model. . Your collaboration with Jonathan is to end work on America's Next Top Model?"
Chris was quiet before replying: "Yes, the shooting of the competition ended a week ago. It happened that Jonathan was in charge of shooting the creative design magazine and had a fashion blockbuster to shoot, so he took me by the way and asked me to be a background board." He As soon as the words fell, the phone was robbed by Jonathan.
"What kind of background board, it sounds so ugly. That's right! And we just arrived in San Francisco and are going to shoot here. Brian, won't you come and see your friends?" Jonathan said in a particularly positive way.
"Oh? Is there a place for me to be a background board?" I said in a teasing tone, "After all, I managed to get in touch with our noble and glamorous creative director, maybe he can give me the first gift. A magazine shoot?"
Jonathan on the other end of the phone was amused by what I said, and it seemed like he didn't mind a few good jokes about his type. Maybe because that would give him the illusion of flirting? Mike, the ice cream man whom he admired before, was just too serious with him, which made him lose interest after he was eliminated.
"Oh, our smart Brian! Of course, if you can arrive at the shooting site in two hours, even a one-person photo can be taken!" Jonathan said happily, "A model who was supposed to be sick pushed the job, why not Is it cheaper for our Brian?"
Obviously good news, but the way Jonathan called me made me frown. David was already buried under the layers of cement tomorrow, but the way he addressed me still couldn't be erased in my heart.
I forced myself to laugh out loud, pulling the corners of my mouth so that I could say something with a smile. "Ha, then thank you Jonathan. The location of the studio? I'll get there right away."
As soon as I stepped into the studio, the decoration in the studio made me feel very familiar, nightclub style. Not far away, Chris, who was not very formal or casual, and Jonathan, who was explaining the subject of the shoot to three or four other female models, saw me at the same time.
Jonathan greeted me with a wave, and then asked the assistant who was standing by his side to take me to change. Chris ran towards me directly and excitedly.
"Brian!" he called my name, with a smile that was rarely seen on his face. He rushed in front of me and wanted to come up to hug, but he stopped embarrassedly because he couldn't handle it.
Looking at this little wolf who was about to be domesticated as a domestic dog, I didn't hesitate to go up and give him a hug. "I haven't seen you for two weeks, is it okay?" I asked as I followed the camera assistant to the dressing room to change clothes.
Chris seemed to feel very happy standing next to me, he nodded nervously and said: "A little bit of fame brought by America's Next Top Model and the experience they teach from Taylor, at least they can run more shows than before. A lot, and a lot of job opportunities for flat-screen photography.”
"That's not bad." I praised in a sincere tone, smoothing out this insecure little wolf. "There will be more opportunities in the future, but it will be tiring to treat modeling as a full-time job."
"Heh, you still want to treat modeling as your full-time job? Only striptease to seduce men!" Before Chris could reply, a sharp and mean male voice suddenly inserted into our conversation.
"Shut up, Anthony!" Chris shouted angrily like a wolf defending his territory. "If you don't want to show a little bit of quality, then don't talk casually. Is it okay to protect the environment?"
I turned my head and saw this man Chris called Anthony, who was standing up with a glass of water from the water dispenser beside him. A face that is more feminine and flirtatious than a Hollywood actress, but the maliciousness on the face makes this face full of color distorted, and the burning in his eyes is piercing straight to my face.
Anthony Brooks, if I remember correctly, Wikipedia tells me he is Jonathan's current boyfriend. Occupation, also a model. Even in his current appearance, he is still so beautiful. Let me be offended fire all posted.
It's no wonder that in the photoshoot of the competition, I drew the strange analysis of the relationship between the two of them from the fetish theme that Jonathan gave me.
Jonathan's admiration for Anthony's beauty, and in order to maintain his own fantasy of beauty, the restrictions on Anthony may be pushing too far. Maybe Anthony has become like this, and Jonathan also has an inescapable responsibility.
After all, forcing a person to grow like a dodder needs to rely on others to grow, which not only increases the other party's insecurity, but also may force the person into depression. It's not so bad to be able to get mad at others because of jealousy.
I stared blankly at Anthony's more angry look than Chris, and then he suddenly raised his finger in front of me and scolded loudly: "Hmph, a bitch who likes to steal other men's men, dare to do it without being scolded. Huh? If you're going to have a kick, Chris, then I don't mind letting you both fuck off!"
His fingers almost poked into my face, and the stench of corruption left on my fingernails made me frown. But before I could speak, Anthony's hand was hit hard by Chris.
"You!!" Anthony cried out in pain, looking at the back of his hand marked with red marks, he raised his hand angrily and was about to throw the water glass in the other hand on Chris's face.
I couldn't see well, so I grabbed Chris hard and made him fall toward me, trying to avoid the glass of water. Letting the water stain Chris's clothes might be worth the price, not to mention ruining Chris' makeup and delaying filming. Those things that might give Chris a bad impression on the photographer's mind, I'm not going to let that happen.
However, the water in Anthony's hand failed to pour out in the end.
"Who do you say you want to get out of here?" Jonathan's low voice came from behind Anthony, and Anthony's hand was also caught by Jonathan, and the water spilled on the ground.
"Didn't I tell you to stay at home? And don't speculate about my relationship with other models! Chris is like this, and Brian is like this now. You have to be obedient, don't you agree?" Jonathan said Out of the rare power to treat other people.
Under his restraint, Anthony's original appearance of showing his teeth and claws suddenly wilted. I suddenly felt sorry for him. Unlike my domestication of Chris, I just calmed Chris's mind and made him no longer so lonely and thorny. But what Jonathan did to Anthony could subtly change a person so far.
It seems impossible now that Jonathan doesn't want Anthony. Because Anthony left him, it is estimated that he would not be able to live. Obviously such a beautiful face.
I regretfully watched Anthony turn away cursingly, taking out another cigar from his pocket and lighting it as he walked.
"I'm so sorry, Brian." Jonathan said as if nothing had happened, "I'll let you guys see the joke. Anthony wasn't so jealous before, maybe seeing Brian's beauty made him feel more dangerous. Increase? Hahaha!"
Chris still didn't take it easy, but for the sake of Jonathan being the boss now, he just lowered his head and said nothing. Seeing this, I could only watch Jonathan pull the corner of his mouth and smile. "Where, isn't your lover Anthony on the famous list of the most beautiful faces in the world? How can I be considered beautiful compared to him?"
Courtesy can never go wrong, and sure enough, Jonathan's face returned to the smile. "Bryan, you are too modest, your beauty is completely different from Anthony's type, and you have the urge to... Come on, go and change your clothes first! Our shooting schedule can't be delayed any longer!"
Yes, Anthony and I are at two completely different extremes, but the vagueness of Jonathan's remarks gave me a chill. Anthony's beauty has a sense of amorous feelings, while Brian's face is more delicate and elegant indifference. I really don't understand why Jonathan would suddenly change his mind.
Maybe in the eyes of an artist, beauty is beauty, and there is no category distinction?
But I kind of know why Jonathan didn't find his lover to shoot this nightclub theme. Taking this type of photo according to the appearance of his lover will make the photo erotic. And the impression I bring to people is the same as the selling point of being a jazz dancer, guilty pleasure.