Rebirth: I Want to Surf

March 7, early morning.

The sky was not yet bright, and the spring was cold. Wen Sha stood by a dim street lamp and kept looking at the intersection. She had a sleepy look on her fair face, she didn't put on any makeup, and she was carrying a big bag in her hand, which was full of her favorite clothes and shoes.

After waiting for a few more minutes, a minibus appeared at the intersection and stopped slowly. When the door opened, Wen Sha didn't dare to recognize it. Yao Yuan poked his head out of the window:

"boarding!"

"oh!"

Wensha got into the car with her bag in her hand, and there were already seven people in it, including Xu Meng.

She paused, didn't sit in the empty seat, and ran over to join Xu Meng. Xu Meng glanced at her, and wondered, "Why are you crowding with me? It's cold or is there a ghost in the car?"

"Hee hee, this location is good."

Wensha stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling man, and took the initiative to approach him. Because she could see that Mr. Yao was most concerned about himself and Xu Meng, and it was impossible to go wrong with building a good relationship first.

CMB ran a big circle to pick up the girls.

They sat in the dark car, only a street light flashed outside the window from time to time, vaguely, it was a sad scene, but they were all excited, talking in low voices about how to take pictures.

The training is over, most of them are excellent, only two people are close, but Yao Yuan also stayed.

Because there is still a trial period, it doesn't hurt to observe for another month.

At daybreak, CMB came to a studio, and 20 girls, like flowers and butterflies, entered the studio under the stunned gaze of the photographer.

The space is quite large, with a dedicated dressing room and changing room.

Yao Yuan asked them to take out the clothes first, hang them in a row, and help match them with the photographer. Some got their own clothes, and some were of similar stature, so they borrowed others' clothes.

Finally, I started to make up.

Yao Yuan took the brochure he compiled and printed, and communicated with the photographer again, what style he wanted, and it was ok to leave 2 photos for each person.

So highlight your most distinctive features.

After studying for a while, the filming officially started, and the first one was Xu Meng.

Xu Meng is 173cm tall, her chest is not protruding, but her legs are long and straight. This time, he was wearing a pair of denim shorts, a white shirt on top, and the hem was tied with a knot, revealing a beautiful waist, and a pair of short boots on his feet.

"Be natural, be natural!"

"Don't be distracted, look at the camera!"

After all, he was inexperienced, and the photographer took a lot of effort to get Xu Meng into the mood.

But after taking a few sets, Yao Yuan looked at the results and was not satisfied. The legs did show up, but they lacked bright spots. The brightest and brightest point, he thought for a while and said, "Bring me the bag."

Wensha handed over the big bag with great insight.

Yao Yuan was well-prepared, pulled the brush away, pulled out something like a robot cat, and threw it to Xu Meng: "Put it on!"

"What the hell?"

"Put it on!"

Xu Meng stretched out her hands, and tore off the tight, semi-transparent, coquettish red stockings, her face was full of doubts, I've never sold wine like this before!

She looked at Yao Yuan's face, didn't dare to refuse, ran in desperately to change, and then came out.

Wow!

Everyone's eyes lit up, the red silk was wrapped around Xu Meng's leg, like a goblin sucked blood and covered it with a sharp blade.

Photographers are also thrilled.

Because there is no fashion at all in China at this time, the stars are like mountain cannons, Sha Matt is on the cover, and Chaihe girls are walking on the red carpet, one by one.

If there is a real change, Fan Xiaopang went to Cannes to rub the red carpet tirelessly, opening the fashion road of domestic stars.

"Come and take another set!"

"That's right! It's much better than before!"

The photographer had a burst of inspiration, click click click to shoot, and finally wanted to get a big one, said: "Have you ever learned dance?"

"Does a hula hoop count?"

"Alright, try pressing one leg against the wall, and lift it as high as you can."

Xu Meng did as he said, and with a lift of her thigh, the red silk hit the white wall.

"No, it's too low!"

"Raise it higher, it's better to be a horse! You guys go over and help!"

"I'll come, I'll come..."

Those who watched the excitement and were not afraid of big troubles rushed over quickly, hugging their arms and legs and breaking up.

"Ah... it's folded! It's folded!"

"No, no, damn, this is a leg. Why don't you just wrestle your arms? Oh, I'll go!"

"hold onto!"

The photographer seized the time to shoot, and the studio burst into laughter, full of joyful atmosphere.

………………

Before I knew it, the night was deep.

The girl who had something to do left first, and the one who had nothing to do stayed to watch the fun. When it was Wensha's turn, she was a little drowsy waiting, and hurriedly washed her face to refresh herself.

Go in and change clothes. The upper body is a small white printed sling, the lower body is loose short pajama pants, and a pair of white socks.

There are some props in the shed, which are arranged in the style of a living room, with carpets, a coffee table, and a sofa. The lights are warmed as if the setting sun is shining through the window.

Wensha was asked to lean on the sofa and hold a water glass to drink water.

"Okay, don't move!"

"Feels great, eyes! Give me eyes!"

The photographer feasted his eyes today, sighing while taking pictures, what is this grandson doing, where can he find so many beautiful girls? Not only is it good-looking, but it also sounds good, not only good-sounding, but also very good at talking.

Just now, a girl handed herself a cup of coffee.

Guess what she called me?

She calls me brother!

Ouch!

The photographer was distracted and wished to ask her for 200 yuan.

After finishing another set, he felt that he had performed well, but Yao Yuan still shook his head after taking a picture.

"That's not enough?"

"Almost felt."

"Brother, you are too demanding. Let me tell you, I have reached the pinnacle of my career today, so you can't be picky!"

"I'm not nitpicking, it's almost like feeling."

Yao Yuan didn't have a clue for a while, he rummaged through his bag, thinking about which of the props in it could be used, but they were all close.

Then he came to Wensha again. Wensha was wearing a down jacket and was terribly cold. Her eyes looked at him like a lost lamb, and Yao Yuan also stared at her.

"..."

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Can you take off your socks?"

"all right."

Wen Sha took off her socks without saying a word, revealing a pair of white and tender little feet that anyone would want to suck.

Hey, this feels right!

"You don't need to wear socks anymore... so who, Xu Meng, go make a cup of coffee!"

"Are you thirsty?"

"If you are told to go, go, you must flush out the foam, and if you don't, flush repeatedly."

"Then let me buy you a bag of washing powder?"

"Tsk!"

Before being beaten, Xu Meng made a cup of coffee, and a layer of froth formed in the cup.

Yao Yuan handed it to Wensha, and explained: "You take a sip first, let your lips be covered with foam, hold the cup in your hand, lie on your stomach on the sofa, lift your feet up, and dangle behind, understand?"

"Um!"

"Okay then, go on!"

lying ~ trough ~

The photographer is already amazed, how can he play!

"good!"

"Perfect!"

With the photographer's shout, Wen Sha finished shooting.

In a short period of time, the photographer once again broke through the pinnacle of his career, only to feel that every minute and every inch of the lens was controlled by the man to death.

artwork!

Simply a work of art!

He couldn't help but have an unfriendly thought, and then he felt his shoulders sink. Yao Yuan firmly grasped his thought, and said:

"Brother, I would like to remind you, don't keep the negatives privately, let alone use the photos without our permission. If you don't understand, just read the contract. If you think you are really not afraid of things..."

"How can I? How can I! I have always obeyed the law."

"That's good, you have good skills, and we can cooperate for a long time."

On the other side, Wen Sha was still on the sofa, looking at the two people who were shoulder to shoulder, she seemed to realize something: Oh, Mr. Yao likes mouth and feet!