I entered Huayu Entertainment in 2016.

This team is quite well-matched, which is why Wang Zian sought them out.

After Lao Li finished his introduction, Wang Zian pointed to the two girls next to him: "Today we want to take some individual photos, and these two are the main subjects."

Old Li followed his finger and looked over. His gaze first fell on Zhou Ye's face, lingered for about two seconds, then moved to Zhang Ruonan's face, lingering for another two seconds.

From his perspective, having been in this industry for so long, both of them are potential stars!

One is a sophisticated face with a clean and sharp bone structure; the lines of the brow bone and jaw look as if they were cut with a knife.

The other picture shows a sweet oval face with a round and soft contour, paired with big, round almond-shaped eyes, sweet but not cloying.

He looked away and subconsciously glanced at Wang Zi'an.

This young man is also handsome, with a face that exudes charm and an extraordinary aura.

He even had a D810 camera hanging around his neck, and standing there, he looked more like the male lead than the male lead on their previous film set.

Wait a minute, there are two young and beautiful girls and a handsome guy who is obviously not ordinary.

A thought flashed through Old Li's mind like lightning: Could this be some rich young master trying to pick up girls?

But he dismissed the thought within seconds of it arising.

He took the money to work.

He didn't care about his employer's affairs.

Especially since the employer was so generous this time, he had to be extra careful.

"What style do you want to shoot?" Old Li regained his professional demeanor.

Wang Zian first looked at Zhang Ruonan: "This girl, design several more youthful, sunny, and clean-looking outfits for her, and use more low-angle shots, so that it will give you a boyfriend's perspective."

When Zhang Ruonan heard him talk about "the feeling of having a girlfriend," her lips twitched, but she didn't say anything to complain.

"And this one~!" Prince An turned to Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye unconsciously puffed out his chest a little.

Wang Zian looked at her face and organized his words.

"She has more different looks."

"Look at her face; it's a high-class, natural face. She looks cold when she's not smiling, but she's incredibly sweet when she does, so the makeup and hairstyle have to complement these two contrasts."

"When you're feeling cold, you need to project an aloof and sophisticated image, while when you're smiling, you need to project a lively and adorable girl next door. You need to capture both of these feelings with the same camera."

After listening, Old Li remained silent for two seconds.

I just asked you to share your thoughts, not to say so much at once.

Forget it, the client is the most important party in the world.

He nodded solemnly and said flatteringly, "You're an expert! I didn't know you knew so much!"

Wang Zian did not accept the compliment, but simply nodded slightly.

He learned all of this by flipping through textbooks and watching online lectures page by page recently, plus the many outstanding makeup and styling examples that existed in that time and space in his memory.

Old Li gestured to his two makeup artists and stylists.

Two girls came up carrying makeup cases. One of them was already unpacking foundation and makeup brushes, while the other bent down and quietly asked Zhou Ye whether his skin type was dry or oily.

But as Wang Zian looked at the bottles and jars they took out of their makeup cases, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

It's 2016 now. Although these makeup artists are highly professional, their experience and aesthetic sense are still stuck in the current trends.

To instantly grab people's attention and make them see something new, you must be original.

Prince An began to recall the famous makeup and costumes he had seen in later generations.

Strawberry soda makeup.

Pink, refreshing, natural, and full of vitality!

It's summer, so it's absolutely perfect for this season.

Prince An began to recount his story based on his memory.

As the makeup artist listened, still holding the tube of matte foundation in her hand, she frowned slightly. She was used to applying the then-popular Korean dewy skin look, the kind where the cheekbones were highlighted and glowed.

The sense of clarity that Wang Zian described didn't match the formula in her mind.

The makeup artist glanced at his own head subconsciously, and Old Li nodded secretly.

She had no choice but to do as she was told, but as she drew, she found this approach interesting.

This makeup style amplifies the natural advantages of a person's facial features to the extreme, with every detail perfectly executed.

No makeup artist can resist the temptation to create a new look.

The makeup artist started to get serious, her eyes began to light up, and her brushstrokes transformed from mechanical task execution into creative expression.

Seeing that the man was slowly fulfilling his request, Wang Zian stopped paying attention to Zhou Ye.

She turned and came over to Zhang Ruonan.

Zhang Ruonan was sitting on a high stool with her hands neatly placed on her knees, while the makeup artist was applying toner to her face.

She has a good foundation: a round face, big eyes, and fair skin; but because her face is not as small as Zhou Ye's, she needs more refined contouring.

However, Wang Zian didn't want to follow the conventional contouring route for her. Zhang Ruonan's beauty is different from Zhou Ye's. Her advantage is her approachability and the feeling of being in love. This face is naturally suited to be seen from a girlfriend's perspective.

He suggested two directions for Zhang Ruonan: an oxygen-sweet makeup look and a breathable summery green makeup look.

The former emphasizes transparency and breathability, with a thin base makeup that looks like you're not wearing any makeup at all, and a nude pink matte lip mud. The overall effect is that of a sweet, round-faced girl with an ethereal look.

The latter is more lively, with eyeshadow featuring a touch of grape-colored shimmer and apricot-colored blush, making her look like a bunch of grapes just picked from a vine on a summer afternoon.

These makeup and styling looks, specially designed for them, will definitely make them stand out.

After explaining his requirements, Wang Zian stepped aside and quietly watched the two makeup artists work.

During this time, he had a cameraman record the whole process.

Zhou Ye closed his eyes while the makeup artist drew his inner eyeliner, and Zhang Ruonan applied lip gloss herself in front of the mirror. He kept these behind-the-scenes materials for future use.

Old Li stood beside him, also without saying a word.

His gaze would occasionally drift from the dressing table to Wang Zi'an's profile.

His assessment of the young employer had changed from "probably a rich but foolish playboy" to "a playboy with some skills."

He had thought that Wang Zian was only good at judging people by their looks, but he hadn't expected that he could even discuss the specific technical details of makeup and styling with the makeup artist.

He has led a team for nearly twenty years and has encountered countless clients. Most of them just ask, "Make sure the photos look good." Only this person can accurately describe the style, angle, and atmosphere they want.

The makeup took longer than expected. It was the first time the two makeup artists had done this style of makeup, and they needed to make constant adjustments.

During this time, Prince An and his men left for a while.

Zhang Ruonan was having her eyelashes curled by the makeup artist with her eyes closed when she suddenly felt the light around her change. She opened one eye and saw Wang Zian walking over carrying a large stack of clothes.

He had several skirts draped over his arm, and a few shirts and jeans in his hand, the hangers dangling from his wrist.

Zhou Ye also turned his head from in front of the mirror and watched him spread the clothes one by one on the empty chair next to him as if he were moving house.

She was feeling a little uneasy while she was putting on her makeup, wondering where he had gone.

Seeing him come back carrying a pile of clothes, I feel relieved.

"In a moment, you will put together your outfits according to my instructions."

Wang Zian put away the last pair of denim shorts, took a step back, and looked at the two of them.

Zhang Ruonan and Zhou Ye nodded subconsciously.

Zhou Ye was first pushed into the fitting room.

When the dressing curtain was drawn, it was quiet inside for a while, with only the soft sound of clothes hangers clattering together.

When she lifted the curtain and came out, the sounds of the lights being adjusted in the warehouse suddenly fell silent.

She was wearing a colorful belted dress with a skirt that flowed in a light arc above her knees.

Her hair had been styled by the stylist, falling loosely over her shoulders, with one side tucked behind her ear to reveal her delicate earlobe, and the other side hanging naturally in front of her shoulder.

Standing under the lamp, she looked like a young lady who had just stepped out of a summer garden afternoon party, proud and sweet.

Then Zhang Ruonan also came out of the dressing room on the other side.

She wore a light blue Korean-style shirt and washed denim shorts, with the shirt casually tucked into her waistband, and white canvas shoes.

Her hair was loose and disheveled.

She stood there, fresh and natural, like a senior student riding a shared bicycle under the sycamore trees on a university campus. Sunlight fell on her face, and a sense of freshness wafted over you.

The entire room fell silent for a few seconds.