The photographer originally thought that Irwin, who had no shooting experience, would be overshadowed by Gal Gadot, who was a model.
He was still struggling with how to make the big boss's son look no less impressive under the big boss's watchful eyes.
God, this is not an easy thing to do.
However, the moment Alvin walked out of the dressing room.
He couldn't help but hold his breath.
“C’est génial (Fantastic)!!!” he exclaimed.
The young man walking towards me was still between a boy and a man, with a hint of immaturity in his brows.
But this immaturity not only did not weaken his image, but instead became a plus! As an "angel" boy, he doesn't need too much maturity to step into society.
The small amount of curly hair on his forehead was fixed to one side, forming a 3:7 bangs.
The delicate eyebrows and eyes withstood the test under the direct sunlight.
He was wearing a simple, low-key yet classy sky blue thin jacket, a white shirt underneath, and casual trousers of simple design that perfectly highlighted his long legs.
"Wow!" Someone exclaimed.
"I had only seen him on TV before, but I didn't expect that he was so handsome in person."
The photographer waved excitedly at Irwin.
"Hey, handsome boy, this way!"
It always takes time for ladies to dress up. Gal Gadot is still in the dressing room and hasn't come out yet.
So at the photographer's request, Alvin first tried to find his sense of the camera.
The photographer adjusted his camera while directing Ivan's movements.
"Sit on the sofa over there, yes, any position you like."
Because the shoot was for spring and summer themes, Alvin didn’t wear much.
A gust of cold wind blew towards him, and his eyes felt a little dry, so he blinked subconsciously.
"Lift your chin a little bit. Look at the camera."
Photographer Benoit watched Ivan's every move through the camera with a little excitement.
He paused, his movements a little awkward, as if he was a little confused, his watery eyes were blurred and affectionate, and when he heard the instructions from the voice in front of him, he deliberately opened his eyes wide, looking a little innocent, and looked straight into the camera.
It's like looking into the photographer's eyes through the camera, silently asking him:
Are you calling me?
hiss!
Benoit covered his heart.
Looking at Ivan in the camera, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
marvelous! His sense of the camera is amazing!
It's like he was born to do this!
With Alvin's ability and efficiency, they can not only complete the poster shooting today, but also shoot the commercial while they feel like it.
Oh, what's his occupation?
referee!
It turns out he is still a player! Talented player Alvin DeWitt!
God, even though he was watching the game, he couldn't help thinking at this moment that DeWitt was sweating on the court, which was really a waste of his face, temperament and damn natural sense of camera.
Sometimes, I really have to sigh at the magic of the Creator. His talents are far more than just playing football. Photographer Benoit bet that in his entire life he had only seen such people in books.
A child of destiny? God's favorite?
Benoit calmed himself down, cleared out the crazy thoughts in his heart, and devoted himself to his work.
However, when he was about to ask Alvin to change his pose, he found that the other party seemed to have learned it on his own.
Even though he was not looking at the camera at this moment, but looking somewhere else, he seemed to know where the camera was and unconsciously showed his best angle.
The temperament is fully revealed.
Benoit did not deliberately ask him to embody the feeling of "angel".
Therefore, he just leaned casually on the sofa, looking at one place. His eyes seemed to be unfocused, but also as if he was staring. A female staff member in the direction of his sight couldn't help but blush.
She knew that the other person was not looking at her, but at that moment, when he casually posed in this posture and turned his face towards her, she felt that she was captured.
He didn't smile, but pursed his lips slightly.
The dimples on her face were not visible.
His aura was surprisingly completely different from when he was standing in front of the camera with a smile just now.
If it weren't for the childishness that still existed between his eyebrows, they would have doubted whether these were two different people.
Benoit exclaimed.
His heart suddenly started pounding.
The gentle and polite him just now, the him with a sweet smile, the innocent and lovable him, and the him now with an expressionless face but full of aura, which one is the real Alvin Dewitt?
Benoit eagerly plunged into the filming and he couldn't wait to do more digging!
He really wanted to see where the bottom line of this Englishman's talent was!
In just half an hour, they completed all the poster shooting.
Benoit took out the film with satisfaction and kept it carefully.
"What's going on? Why haven't the actor who plays the child and his guardian come over yet?"
The irritated voice of the person in charge behind them interrupted them from finishing the first phase of work.
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
"Hello? It's me. Where are you guys?"
"...What? You can't come because of a sudden fever?"
The person in charge hung up the phone angrily, but he calmed down a bit considering that Gray was still there.
"What happened?" Gray slowly put down the teacup in her hand.
The person in charge put on a smile and briefly told Gray the whole story in English.
It turned out that the actor who was originally supposed to play the child in the commercial suddenly fell ill and could not continue, so he was sent to the hospital. The other person's mother asked if they could change the time.
The incident happened suddenly, and the other party could only apologize guiltily.
However, the other party is not a child star. He just makes guest appearances in some dramas occasionally, so the contract is not troublesome.
"There's nothing we can do about it," Gray said slowly. "Everyone is here now. It's not realistic to postpone it, and time doesn't allow it. Can we find a child to come directly to the scene?"
"This..." The person in charge was stuck and looked around in embarrassment.
There are no big buildings around, but there is a public football field not far away where many boys are playing football.
Gray followed his gaze and looked over there. When she saw the group of children enthusiastically playing football, she paused with her teacup in her hand.
After a while, she said, "Just find someone over there, as long as the age is right."
Although she has accepted her son's football career and has told herself that she supports his decision to continue working in the football industry, she still feels dislike for the sport when she sees the teenager playing football.
This would remind her of the cruel memory of Alvin playing football with great enthusiasm, but ending up with a terrible ending.
Ivan walked up to her and smiled at her assistant: "I'm a little thirsty, can you give me a drink?"
"Of course!" The assistant pushed up his glasses, swiftly brought him a new teacup, and poured him black tea of just the right temperature.
Ivan thanked her, pulled up a chair, moved next to Gray and sat down.
He tasted it and blinked: "Mom, is this Keemun black tea?"
Gray was surprised. In her opinion, her son, who was a terrible cook, probably had a less sensitive sense of taste than ordinary people. She had never seen him care about any food in particular.
They don’t care about food or clothes, they only care about the ball. It looks stupid to see 11 people chasing it desperately.
Thinking of this, her tone became bad again: "Yes, your grandmother and the Chinese in England bought it recently. It's pretty good, right?"
Ivan's smile grew wider, sincere and bright: "Very sweet, I like it."
Gray glanced at him.
She didn't respond, just nodded.
sweet?
He turned his gaze to the tea in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.
At this time, the door of Gal Gadot's dressing room next door opened.
Another protagonist of the advertisement appeared in front of everyone.
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