Chapter 932 The Girl is the King



Chapter 932 The Girl is the King

The makeup artist looked visibly frustrated.

He held up the eyebrow pencil, looking like he really wanted to wake her up but didn't dare. His arm was raised in the air and he had no idea where to start with the face that was shaking back and forth with its eyes closed.

It was not until he heard a noise that he immediately cast an awkward, pleading look towards the assistant.

Yan Yi sighed softly.

He first took out his phone to record a short video, then slowly walked over and tapped the girl's forehead with the cheese box.

"Wake up, Miss Shen."

A man's low and laughing voice came from behind his ear, and Shen Pianpian suddenly jumped and opened his eyes.

In sight, in the mirror.

The assistant was smiling with his lips curled up, and beneath his seemingly polite expression, his eyes were flashing with mockery as if he was watching a joke.

Shen Pianxian reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth, wiping away some of the saliva that was about to overflow. Then she glared at the audacious assistant, then smiled at the makeup artist, looking a little embarrassed.

"Go on."

·

In fact, this is Shen Pianpian's first time shooting a fashion magazine cover.

Before, she only focused on film and television, and the potato chip and Silver Spring Water perfume advertisements were basically a combination of coincidence and preference.

Although she has been approached by many big-name brands for endorsements, Yan Yi has always adhered to the principle of quality over quantity and eliminated all those that he did not like.

Miss Shen herself was not very good at this, so she was naturally happy to take it easy.

So this magazine cover is also a first for me.

Shen Pianpian seemed to find it quite amusing.

Since today was just a fitting, I just stayed in the studio and took a few random photos to see the effect.

Although the girl looked drowsy in the dressing room, once she entered the working state, especially the work she rarely did, Shen Pianpian immediately became energetic.

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So when the girl approached the studio, the first thing everyone saw was a thrilling smile.

Her makeup was not heavy and her white teeth were not exposed, but the smile with her lips curled up, her hands behind her back and her head slightly tilted, illuminated by the dazzling light, instantly became captivating.

She was wearing a blue and white contrasting princess dress like a little witch.

The fabric of the skirt is very special. It looks deep and soft like silk, but has a cold texture like cowhide.

She wore a small golden crown on her head and was walking slowly towards the lighting board.

In the absolute silence of the studio, the girl turned around naturally and gracefully and sat on the throne that had been prepared for her.

She leaned back on the gorgeous chair inlaid with jewels, casually touched the bright red apple beside her with her slender fingers, then looked up and smiled at the camera.

Everyone held their breath.

Three seconds later, the main photographer's scream of frustration was heard in the studio.

"Why didn't you take a picture of it? You idiots!"

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It's not the mature and sexy queen style.

She is a young, undisciplined, newly grown king.

Like a girl who has just inherited the throne in the magical world.

She doesn't seem to have an indestructible and powerful aura, but when she sits on the throne inlaid with gems and gold, when her slender and noble fingers casually touch the apples and petals piled on the spacious seat, when she slightly raises her delicate chin and smiles at the camera.

She can then confuse everyone.

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In the camera, the girl's pair of black eyes carried an arrogant smile, and the lazy glance she gave him seemed more like alms than a look of reciprocity.

It seems that just looking at you is a blessing from heaven and I dare not ask for more.

Her casual movements of moving her hair, tilting her head, and lowering her eyes seemed to be able to be transformed into a perfect and luxurious oil painting at any time.

So throughout the afternoon, the mad shouting of the top domestic photographer could be heard in the studio.

"Did you take the picture of her blinking just now?"

"Did you take the apple?"

"The lighting is too strong! Darken it a little! She's already fair enough!"

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