The photographer took pictures left and right and felt that the face was indeed sweet and lively, and the lens's expressiveness was also very good, but it just lacked something.
"No, you need to have some emotion in your eyes. We're going to be shooting a commercial for a different kind of sanitary napkin."
“It’s like seeing your loved one.”
Yang Xiaoli's face fell instantly. She was not an actor or a star, so how could she feel like she was looking at her lover through a sanitary napkin?
How can you imagine in the air?
"Look at him, he's so handsome. When you look at him, do you feel excited?"
The photographer pulled the anxious Yang Pengpeng over. The other person looked quite good and was one of the better-looking ones he had ever seen.
Yang Pengpeng instantly became excited. What if, what if she was just a little bit attracted to him?
Yang Xiaoli's face fell even more: "Then I'd better look at the sanitary napkin."
She stared at the sanitary napkin hanging next to her, her eyes looking as if she wanted to burn a hole in it.
Forget about looking at your lover, it’s good enough if you don’t even look at your enemy.
Yang Xiaoli raised her hand and gave it a series of punches. The sanitary napkin that was originally hanging intact was broken by her, and the fine cotton wool inside flew out.
She sighed, “This is too difficult!”
The photographer was also very helpless: "Then take a break first and shoot again later."
When Yang Xiaoli received the order to rest, he immediately became happy and ran to Yan Mofei happily.
"Boss, are you tired? Let me give you a back massage and shoulder rub."
The cameraman was stunned when he saw her like this.
After stepping down as a spokesperson, he actually went to serve others. Is this what a spokesperson should do?
Shouldn't a normal spokesperson sit on a chair with a proud face, waiting for his assistant to serve him?
Seeing her wearing a small dress and delicate makeup, she looked even cuter and prettier than usual, yet she came to rub his shoulders and back. This made Yan Mofei a little uncomfortable.
He grabbed Yang Xiaoli's hand, pushed her to sit on a chair beside him, and handed her a glass of water with a straw.
"You are the protagonist today. I'll give you a day off. Don't worry about me."
Yang Xiaoli was flattered as she watched her boss serving her: "Thank you, boss."
Drinking the water in front of me feels like drinking honey, so sweet.
The cameraman nudged Yang Pengpeng next to him and said, "Who's that guy? They seem to have a good relationship."
Yang Pengpeng sighed. Yan Mofei's identity was basically forbidden to be disclosed. He could only say, "He is Xiaoli's boss, and Xiaoli is his assistant."
The cameraman even pushed back: "You said, her real identity is actually a little assistant?"
He thought that the spokesperson they invited, even if not a top star in the entertainment industry, would at least be a rising star.
No wonder I searched my mind but couldn’t find any trace of Yang Xiaoli.
I thought she was the eldest daughter of a certain family, or a senior employee in their company.
But it turned out that he was just someone else's assistant.
But the cameraman wasn't one to look down on others. The girl before him was the most charming and charming one he had ever photographed. Unlike those who had been in the entertainment industry for a long time, many of them had been stereotyped and could only capture the same feeling in any shot.
If the investors hadn't asked for a unique advertisement, just this shot of her face would have been lively and beautiful enough.
"Is he really just an assistant? I see they have a very good relationship."
The photographer continued to observe the interaction between the two and noticed that every time Yang Xiaoli looked at Yan Mofei, his eyes were a little different. The more he looked, the more...
"I've thought about it. I've thought about how to shoot it."
He took out his camera and took a picture of Yang Xiaoli and Yan Mofei.
When the flash came on, Yang Xiaoli was startled and even spilled some of the water in his hand.
"What are you doing? Didn't you say you wanted to rest?"
Evil capitalists, they don’t even let us take advantage of your rest time to launch a surprise attack?
The cameraman seemed not to hear her words. He looked at the photo in his hand and said happily: "That's the feeling, that's the feeling!"
"Manager Yang, come and see. So affectionate, so affectionate."
“If I could achieve this effect when shooting commercials, it would be perfect.”
Yang Xiaoli expressed her incomprehension of his words. What was he talking about?
"Okay, very good, I'll shoot according to this standard later."
The cameraman laughed out loud. It seemed that his filming today would go smoothly.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
A sharp voice was heard, and everyone turned around and saw that it was Zheng Xinxin.
The person standing next to her was also an old acquaintance, Wang Ling'er.
Yang Xiaoli immediately stood up and looked at Wang Linger and asked, "Why are you here again?"
Wasn't she taken back for discipline and told not to appear before the Yan family again? How dare she come here? Didn't she see Yan Mofei here?
Wang Ling'er recognized Yan Mofei and Yang Xiaoli at a glance. She hated these two people with gnashing teeth.
She was clearly about to become Yan Zhen's woman. If it weren't for these two people who always stepped out to disrupt the situation, how could she have fallen to such a state?
Zheng Xinxin, however, got the upper hand and said madly, "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? I'm just a small assistant."
"Do you know who's next to me? She's the daughter of the Wang family. With her around, how can you, an assistant, have a say?"
Wang Ling'er also sneered disdainfully.
"I see you two everywhere I go. Are you guys regretting this and want to cling to me?"
"That's right. I am also a daughter of the Wang family after all. You two are nothing."
He is just a dog of the Yan family. It doesn't matter who he clings to.
If they hadn't obstructed me, I would have gotten the marriage certificate with Yan Zhen long ago.
The woman around Yan Zhen is already so old, how can she compare to the young and beautiful him.
Wang Ling'er stroked her pointed chin, which was her widow's peak.
She has seen them all, and no one in the world can compare to hers, which is enough to prove that she is a top beauty.
Yang Pengpeng frowned when he heard this stupid speech. Who the hell is the Wang family?
Compared with the Zuo family, I am only fit to carry shoes for the Zuo family.
The Zuo family is as famous as the Yan family. Although it is a little inferior, it is still top-notch.
A young lady from the Zuo family whom they had never even seen before was worthy of being called out in front of them.
Yang Pengpeng hadn't been to the resort in person, so he naturally didn't know about Wang Ling'er's previous troubles. He just felt that this woman was not a good person.
The only young lady from the Zuo family he knew was Wang Yiyu.
"What are you doing here?"
Zheng Xinxin raised her head proudly and puffed out her flat chest: "Didn't you see? Miss Wang is going to use this place, why don't you get out of here quickly?"
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