The stylist, one above and one below, placed his head in front of the crack of the door and peeped in. After the two returned to their original positions, he knocked on the door in a fake manner and asked in a shrill voice, "Hello, can I come in?"
Cen Xi: “…”
Xia Yitong: “…”
So when did this dressing room change hands
Before the two of them answered, the original stylist pushed the door open and came in with his apprentice brother, twisting their waists. The apprentice brother looked exactly like the senior brother, with a thin waist and narrow hips, and his walking posture was more seductive than that of a woman.
Double cover, usually will make the scene of two people are evenly matched, not because of the difference in popularity between the two people to make one of them lower the posture to reduce the length. The first works of the two people who became big hits are the type of women who are not inferior to men. The clothes fit their temperaments, and the black and white sets are designed. Xia Yitong is suitable for exquisite and simple white, while Cen Xi is more capable of controlling the cool and sharp black. However, it is not a pure black and white, but through splicing and cutting, the waist and collar use asymmetrical elements perfectly, to achieve the effect of black in white and white in black, but blending just right.
To put it simply, it means... In the eyes of Xia Yitong, who has completely evolved into a lesbian, she looks particularly lesbian at first glance.
The two stylists were the same. From the time they started doing hair until now, they had been exchanging glances, as if they were afraid that people wouldn't know about their gay relationship. Sometimes when handing over a curling iron, they would take the opportunity to touch each other's hands. Cen Xi closed her eyes the whole time, while Xia Yitong smiled and recorded the details with her brain, thinking about how to complain to Lu Yinbing after the shoot was over.
Learning to share interesting details in life with your partner is one of the ways to keep your relationship fresh. Xia Yitong looked it up online, so she feels that her observation skills have improved a lot recently.
For example, the senior among the two stylists touched the junior's butt for the third time, and the junior rolled his eyes four times, the extra one because the senior hadn't touched his butt for ten minutes; for example, the senior asked the junior to borrow a pair of scissors twice, and the junior shook his head and refused, so the senior dropped the work in his hands and pinched his thin waist with both hands; for example, the junior was blow-drying her hair when he suddenly stopped and took two steps towards the senior, as if he wanted to smell the perfume on the senior,
Xia Yitong: “…”
The gays were so angry that they couldn't bear to watch it.
Although I complained in my heart, the two of them were very professional. After finishing their hair, I looked in the mirror and they looked like different people. Their hair and facial features were still the same. They only put on light makeup, re-drawn their eyebrows, and didn't put on any eye shadow. At first glance, they looked like they were wearing no makeup. But there were many differences. The long hair was shaped with a curling iron, and the layers were clearly arranged. The small curls on the forehead were between the Republic of China style and the modern style, and the fashion value suddenly went up several levels.
Not to mention Cenxi, clothes make the man, after putting on that black outfit after putting on makeup, her eyes are clear and she has the aura of a big-name star, you can't tell at all that she is still struggling in the third-tier cities.
The two of them looked at each other's clothes. Cen Xi was secretly happy, while Xia Yitong smiled bitterly. If Lu Yinbing saw this magazine cover, he would probably be jealous, right
The cameraman was adjusting his precious camera while the two of them were waiting in the studio surrounded by a black light-blocking device. The lights were very bright at the beginning, with several lights shining at the same time. Xia Yitong had taken many photos in the studio, so his eyes were accustomed to it and he could quickly find the best angle for himself. Cen Xi, on the other hand, turned his head slightly away, feeling uncomfortable throughout the whole process.
The photographer had almost adjusted the settings and said in English: "Hey girls, look here."
Xia Yitong looked over and smiled naturally.
The photographer frowned and changed his tone to Chinese: "The one in black, look at the camera."
Xia Yitong tilted her head and found that Cen Xi's eyes were a little out of focus. Cen Xi bowed to apologize to the photographer, and then said to Xia Yitong embarrassedly: "Xia, teacher."
"Um?"
"Can you, can you, teach me, how, how to aim, focus, focal length." Cen Xi said, "question mark."
This time, Xia Yitong took a breath in the gap between her words, and spent three seconds to understand her question, half a second to think, and answered: "Okay, okay."
What to do? She got infected with stuttering!
She wants to tell Teacher Lu!
Xia Yitong taught Cen Xi the techniques for taking cover photos, and the photographer called out to her twice before he fixed Cen Xi's problem of not being able to aim the camera.
Next is the question of how the two people pose for photos.
There is a European-style fabric sofa, with two people sitting on each side, crossing their legs, looking into the camera, revealing a smile that is slightly larger than a smile, looking youthful and sunny.
Sure. Xia Yitong said in her heart.
The two men stood side by side, with one hand behind their backs, one head turned to the left and the other to the right, releasing a cold aura. They stared into the camera with deep eyes, treating the photographer opposite them as their mortal enemy. They were so domineering that the little girl wanted to scream when she saw them.
Sure. Xia Yitong thought to herself as her hair flew up in the air due to the big fan.
The photographer took several shots in succession, then straightened up and said, "Now you two hug each other and kiss each other."
Xia Yitong: “…”
She felt that this was not possible.
Cen Xi: "Xia, Teacher, hug, hug..."
Xia Yitong: “…”
She is so angry. She is annoyed enough, and now there is a little stutterer who is trying his best to run her away. What are you hugging? I am hugging you, you big-headed ghost.
Her mental activity was over, but Cen Xi hadn't finished "hugging" her yet. Xia Yitong's anger had subsided, and she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.
"Hold...?" Cen Xi finished.
Xia Yitong sighed: "… hug."
The photographer asked her to hug him, how could she refuse? She was not Lu Yinbing, who had the capital to bargain with the magazine, and they would be kind enough to accommodate her. If she dared not to cooperate, Su Han would be watching her, and she would be killed with a pair of scissors in a moment, and she would not live long.
Cen Xi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."
For some reason, Xia Yitong breathed a sigh of relief along with her. It’s better to say monosyllables.
She decided to minimize communication with Cen Xi, otherwise she would drive herself crazy and there was a risk of becoming a stutterer.
The two hugged each other, face to face. Xia Yitong was two centimeters shorter, so she raised her feet a little. Fang Wei watched her artist in peace, while Su Han secretly took a photo beside her as a souvenir.
The photographer was not satisfied with either the horizontal or vertical shots, and the originally scheduled two-hour shooting process was stuck. He stopped, asked the two people to keep their faces close together, and he held his chin to study whether he should go forward to make adjustments.
Shoulder to shoulder, chest to chest, Xia Yitong has completely given up on herself at the request of the cameraman. Let her pose however she wants. Lu Yinbing can do whatever he wants to her anyway.
Until their faces were so close that they were stiff, the photographer said "ok" and asked them to move a little further apart.
At that moment, Xia Yitong even wanted to kill someone, as it seemed that all the advantage he had been taking advantage of for half a day was in vain.
The only thing that comforted her was that this was the last group, and she could call it a day after finishing the shoot. At 9:30 in the evening, Xia Yitong always maintained a dedicated attitude and finished the shooting of the double cover of "elle" magazine in the second half of November in the best condition.
She was almost exhausted and her face was stiff, so Fang Wei went forward and rubbed her face.
Xia Yitong was about to change her clothes when Cen Xi came towards her again. Xia Yitong's scalp was numb and her mind was filled with the words "Don't come over here, don't come over here", but she still maintained a polite smile when Cen Xi stood in front of her: "Anything else?"
It's okay, please go away.
Cen Xi: "I, I..."
Xia Yitong thought: Teacher Lu should be finishing work soon. I will be able to chat with her when I get back. I will be happy.
Cen Xi: "I would like to, please, please..."
Xia Yitong was lost in thought: Tomorrow morning the earliest flight to the studio is at 7:50 and will arrive at 12:55. Am I right? I'll go back and check the order again.
Cen Xi: "You, you and Su, always..."
Xia Yitong pursed her lips and said: When we chat later, I'll ask Teacher Lu if she needs me to bring some food for her. After all, I grew up here. I heard that many locals like to drink soy milk. Will it go bad if I bring it over
Cen Xi: "Eat, have a meal."
Finally finished, Xia Yitong smiled and quickly replied: "I'm sorry, I feel a little tired, I want to go back and rest early, I'll treat you to dinner next time I'm free, I'm going to take off my makeup and change clothes, see you later. If you have anything, contact me on WeChat. You are my WeChat friend, right? I added you last time."
Cen Xi nodded and raised his phone seriously.
Before she could speak, Xia Yitong said, "Then I'll go first."
Cen Xi: "Goodbye, Teacher Xia."
Su Han and Fang Hui were waiting for Xia Yitong outside the dressing room. As soon as they got into the car, Xia Yitong finally asked out the question that had been suppressed for a long time: "Is this Cen Xi a stutterer?"
Su Han shrugged, lowered his head and touched his nose, then smiled and said, "I don't know."
She would ask Cen Xi's agent in a while, if he really was a stutterer, it would be considered a mudslide in the entertainment industry.
The three of them went to find a place to eat, and then went back to their own homes. Su Han was a local, so he went home to visit his parents. Xia Yitong bought a small two-bedroom apartment in City B for resting, and Fang Hui moved in with her. There was also a large apartment, but no one lived there, and she was not used to living alone.
Xia Yitong talked to Lu Yinbing on WeChat on the way, and sure enough, the finishing time there was extended again. Recently, they had to shoot until 11 o'clock every night. There were a few days specifically for night shooting, and the day and night were reversed. She really experienced the feeling of a lover's separation, and the first time she saw the camera, she said "You've lost weight".
Lu Yinbing has really lost weight. The flesh he had finally gained back has fallen away again. He is 1.72 meters tall and weighs around 100 kilograms.
Xia Yitong went home, washed her hair and took a shower, and lay on the bed, waiting for Lu Yinbing to reply with her eyes open.
Just one minute after midnight, Lu Yinbing called her via video. He had not had time to take a shower. Wearing a long-sleeved hooded sweatshirt, he walked around the house with tired steps, as if looking for water.
Xia Yitong watched quietly and saw her pick up a 1.5L bottle of mineral water and drink it with her head tilted back. Of course, the angle was good, only sexy, not vulgar.
Hey, he looks so good when drinking water.
Xia Yitong's eyes were filled with obsession, and she suddenly smiled as she thought of something. Lu Yinbing also smiled back at her, but still said nothing.
Xia Yitong opened her mouth and stammered, "Mr. Lu, Lu, I, I, can, can, go to the set to find you tomorrow."
Lu Yinbing's mouth puffed up, as if he was trying hard to hold back, and finally he sprayed out with a "puff" sound.
In front of the camera, Xia Yitong touched his face, his prank was successful, and he smiled brightly, as if Lu Yinbing had really sprayed water on his face.
There was water all over Lu Yinbing's chin, and he looked completely ruined.
"Xia Yitong!"