Chapter 500 No One Passed
This is just the beginning.
Over the next day, Shen Pianpian changed into five dresses in total.
Ice blue, silver, white, misty purple, and a girlish puffy skirt.
The makeup also kept changing during this process, but it was always light makeup.
At noon, Miss Shen only had time to eat a few pieces of bread and drink two bottles of hot milk before continuing to work.
However, each set of costumes took a long time to shoot, but each set of costumes was passed by Duke Vann who was sitting in the distance.
Not only Shen Pianpian, but even Uncle Rob was puzzled.
This uncle has completely become a super fan of Shen Pianpian during this day.
He described the photos as paintings passed down from the ancient times of this land.
The white earth and the imaginary girl who walked out of a fairy tale.
"You are a gift from God!"
Uncle Rob said to Shen Pianxian,
"Now I must say, you are the most beautiful Oriental person I have ever seen. Of all the people I have ever seen, regardless of race or gender, you are the most beautiful!"
As he said these words, the uncle's blue eyes were sparkling, and he looked like those fanatical religious people in ancient times when they saw the appearance of God.
The next second, he changed into a look of doubt and regret.
"In fact, I think every set before is very good, but I don't know why Mr. Duke is not satisfied. Oh my Pianpian, you must be very cold..."
If this continues, Shen Pianpian really feels like she's going to get cold.
She shivered, hugging her arms that were exposed to the air. The light gradually dimmed again, and she was still waiting for the answer from that damn picky duke.
Suddenly, I felt a warm body temperature and the weight of my cotton coat surrounding me from behind.
Shen Pianxian turned around tremblingly, and saw the assistant's face, which was rarely without a smile.
With a cold expression, he draped his warm clothes over her shoulders, and then put on another cotton coat himself.
Yan Yi put his arms into his sleeves and said,
"Regardless of whether this last set passes or not, we can't shoot anymore today."
"I contacted the plane. I'll go to town tonight to take a hot shower and come back tomorrow morning."
Shen Pianpian was about to reply, but when she opened her mouth she found that her throat was so frozen that she couldn't make a sound, so she had to close her mouth tremblingly.
Yan Yi's expression instantly became even uglier.
The old man came over slowly at this time and said with a smile,
“Miss Shen, let’s stop here for today and continue filming tomorrow.”
Shen Pianpian: ...
The subtext is that none of them passed?
When the old man was about to leave, Shen Pianxian called him and coughed twice before making a trembling sound.
"Ask your husband...is there no script for this commercial? If you don't give me a script...I can't shoot it at all."
"So that's how it is."
The old man paused, bowed politely, and replied with a smile,
"In fact, I asked my husband about this before we found the spokesperson, and his answer was that the spokesperson he was looking for was the script of this perfume."
The old man turned and left, but Shen Pianpian stood there in silence.
Uncle Rob standing by nodded and shook his head thoughtfully.
Shen Pianxian suddenly asked,
"Uncle Rob, have you ever smelled the water of Silver Spring?"
Uncle Rob nodded.
"I've smelled it once...but I think your photoshoot today perfectly matches the scent of the perfume."
Miss Shen stopped talking.
Finally, under Yan Yi's impatient urging, the girl returned to the tent, changed into thick clothes, and quickly boarded a small plane to fly to the town.
When she left, she was still holding the wooden box of perfume in her hand.
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