Ouyang Guang stood in front of a pure blue background, his slender fingers adjusting the buttons on the cuffs of his black suit. When the stylist adjusted his collar for the last time, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The shoulder line is really perfect, this suit seems to be tailor-made for you."
"Let's get ready for the solo shoot." The photographer adjusted the camera parameters, "Let's take a formal shot first."
Ouyang Guang nodded slightly, and the moment he turned around, it was as if he had changed his personality. His eyes, which were tired just now, instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and his 185cm height showed an overwhelming presence in front of the camera. He put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand fell naturally. The slightly raised arc of his chin just let the light cast a sexy shadow on his neck.
"Very good! Keep this pose!" The photographer excitedly pressed the shutter button, "Now unbutton your suit, yes, that's it!"
Ouyang Guang's bony fingers slowly unbuttoned his suit, his movements as graceful as playing the piano. As he moved, his tight-fitting shirt outlined the faint outline of his abdominal muscles. Several female assistants on the sidelines held their breath at the same time.
"Great!" Photographer Kim checked the photos he had just taken. "Try leaning on the high chair over there."
Ouyang Guang walked towards the prop area with long legs, and the muscle lines of his legs under the suit pants were faintly visible with his steps. He leaned on a high chair, with one leg bent casually and the other leg stretched naturally. This posture showed his waist-to-hip ratio to the fullest.
"Oh my god..." the stylist exclaimed in a low voice, "This proportion is simply..."
The photographer had no time to speak, the shutter sounds were continuous. Ouyang Guang seemed to know how to control the lens naturally, every angle was perfect and impeccable. When he tilted his head slightly, letting the light cast a delicate shadow on the bridge of his nose, the whole studio was silent for a moment.
"Now change the style," the photographer wiped the sweat from his forehead, "loosen the tie a little, give me a lazy and dangerous feeling."
Ouyang Guang raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and hooked his fingers around the tie knot and slowly pulled it down. As he moved, the collar of his shirt gradually opened, revealing the small mole in the depression of his clavicle. His eyes became dangerous, like a black panther staring at its prey, and a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Perfect!" Photographer Jin's voice rose an octave with excitement. "That's the expression! God, you were born for the camera!"
Halfway through the shoot, Ouyang Guangyi had already changed three backgrounds. In front of a pure black background, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, leaned forward slightly with one hand on the wall. This posture allowed him to see his superior shoulder and neck lines at a glance, his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed, and beads of sweat slid down his jawline and stayed briefly at his collarbone.
"For this final shot," the photographer said, "I want you to sit in that leather chair with your suit jacket over your shoulders."
Ouyang Guang walked towards the leather chair with a lazy pace, and casually put his suit jacket on his right shoulder. When he sat down, his long legs were naturally spread apart, his elbows were supported on his knees, and his fingers were crossed against his chin. This posture made him exude an aura of control over the situation, but his eyes were a little playful and disrespectful.
"Amazing!" Photographer Jin shook his head repeatedly as he checked the finished photos. "These photos don't need any retouching at all. Ouyang Guang, you are the most camera-savvy artist I have ever seen."
Ouyang Guang finally relaxed, and his sharp eyes softened instantly. When he stood up and adjusted his clothes, the strands of hair on his forehead were slightly soaked with sweat and stuck to his fair skin. The stylist hurried forward to touch up his makeup, and when her fingers touched his cheeks, she found that the temperature was frighteningly high.
"Do you want to take a break?" the assistant asked worriedly.
Ouyang Guang shook his head, took the ice water and took a big sip. His Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed, and water drops slid down the corners of his lips and were wiped away by him. This casual action was edited into a behind-the-scenes video and later became one of the fans' favorite pictures.
"The single part is over," the director came over and announced, "get ready for the two-person shoot."
Ouyang Guang nodded, his eyes unconsciously looking for Zhang Yixing. When he saw that he was talking to Wu Yifan, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a gentle arc, and this moment was also captured by the camera and became one of the behind-the-scenes scenes.
"Let's team up with LAY first."
Zhang Yixing came over wearing the same black suit. When the two stood together, the height difference just made Zhang Yixing's eyes fall on Ouyang Guang's lips. The photographer's eyes lit up: "Perfect! Just keep this distance."
"It's a bit awkward." Yixing suddenly said softly in Changsha dialect. Ouyangguang turned his head subconsciously and caught the gentle smile in the other's eyes. This natural interaction was accurately captured by the camera. Ouyangguang lowered his head slightly, and Zhang Yixing looked up at him. The two people's eyes intertwined in the air, just like a freeze frame in a movie.
"It feels so good!" The photographer excitedly pressed the shutter button, "LAY, put your hand on SUN's shoulder and try it."
As soon as Zhang Yixing's hand touched the fabric of Ouyang Guang's suit, a small exclamation was heard from the sidelines. Ouyang Guang's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he maintained a professional expression in front of the camera, and only his eyelashes trembled slightly.
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