Late Into Night,Give Me a Cigarette

I lay stiff on the white blanket on the ground. I didn't dare to move. One hand held the black veil on my chest, and the other hand protected it.

Fortunately, the cold man pulled a few rough, but only exposed my legs, thighs and clothes are still covered under the black, which makes me a lot of peace.

The man stepped back, raised the camera, took a picture of me, then put down the camera, frowned and scolded: "are you a dead man! Lying on the ground like a corpse

When the man finished speaking, he walked over again, reaching out to pull the black gauze that had reached the root of his leg. I sat up from the ground and hid behind. Because of this, I didn't take off all of them again. It seemed that he had discovered that I had kept the underpants.

The indifferent man seemed to be very angry, and kicked the lamp stand beside him with a kick, and roared with emotion: "I won't let you take off your clothes! Naked don't understand! You will destroy my artistic beauty in this way

The indifferent man suddenly became irritable. He kicked almost all the things that he thought were in the way of his eyes. Then he pointed at me and said, "I tell you the truth, I'm not interested in the bodies of your models at all! I just want to find someone who feels right to take pictures of me in this competition! Or do you think I'll come to a place like this! Looking at those mediocre and vulgar powder, I feel sick, just feel that you are clean! When you come, the person in charge of your company will not tell you that all the needs of the guests are the first

After the cold man said these words, the expression gradually returned to the normal indifference, looked at me and said: "get out! Since you don't have the consciousness to devote your life to art, you still want to be a model. Go away

My hands tightly grasp the black yarn, nervously looking at the man, heard the man's words, somehow, just still nervous drum beating heart, unexpectedly gradually calm down.

I looked at the man, bit his lip and said tentatively, "first, sir I didn't mean to It's my first time to do this kind of work, so if you can give me a chance... "

The cold man, sitting on the side of the chair, fidgety rubbing his own hair has been very messy, can not say: "time is not enough! Not enough! "

"Sir, I haven't taken such photos, so I'm sorry..." I wanted to explain something to him. Then the man raised his head and looked at me. Suddenly, I saw a flash of light in his impatient and desperate eyes. Before I could react, I held up the camera and took several pictures.

After playing back a few pictures, his face suddenly became excited, and he kept saying: "yes, that's it. That's it. That's how the angel degenerates into a devil. It's uneasy, frightened, astringent, flustered Yes, that's what I want... "

With that, the man got excited. He immediately came to me, squatted beside me and said to me, "keep your current state. I want you to pose as you like. It doesn't matter if you don't take pictures. What I want is that you are natural!"

He changed his attitude so fast that I was a little confused, but he didn't seem to worry about whether I was naked or not, and he didn't call me dead again. He was very attentive and patiently told me how to shoot. Then he tried to describe the state he wanted with words, so that I could find my own feelings.

At the beginning, I was really very astringent, but gradually, I suddenly found that I seemed to understand what he wanted.

Even if she is no longer a pure angel, but the reason for her to become a pure angel is not her original intention.

Isn't this just mine?

That kind of panic, struggling feeling, I really fully understand.

Later shooting became more and more smooth. The indifferent man took a camera to shoot me for several hours. He said that he really didn't want to miss any of my expressions.

Until the door of the villa was knocked from outside, a respectful voice came from outside, saying, "Mr. Zhou, the time has come."

At this time, we found that it was an hour over the scheduled time.

"Give me another hour and I'll make up for it." The cold man, known as Mr. Zhou, said that he did not care about the people outside the door. He took the camera and took a picture for a while before he said to me, "it's over. Go and change your clothes. "

I quickly hid to one side to change clothes. When I changed out, Mr. Zhou had already cleaned up his equipment. When I came out, he waved to me and handed me a business card, saying, "if you are interested, come to my studio to be a professional model. You have great potential."

I took the card respectfully and looked at the long list of names on it. Only then did I know that the person standing in front of me seemed to be a great photographer.

"Go out." Mr. Zhou said that, then cold face to continue to tidy up his things, and I carefully put away the business card, then pushed the door out.

Because I came out the latest, other people have been waiting for me in the car. I thought I would be ridiculed and satirized by them when I got up. After all, I came out very late.But after I got on the bus, it was like air. No one cared about me. Instead, they continued to get together and talk about the guests today.

I probably glanced at them, everyone's faces were tired, and even their bare skin could see deep and shallow scars.

"How come people are so abnormal now? For two hours, they keep dropping wax on me. You have a look, you have a look." A girl said, very generously raised her skirt to show everyone.

"Why didn't he satisfy you? Are you unhappy?" A girl on one side said with a smile.

"Fart! That kind of disgusting old thing, I feel sick when I look at it Said the first girl.

"It's disgusting, but there's a lot of money Well, did you get a tip? " Another girl asked.

"Is it natural, or is it a lot?"

The several people chattered in the car until the person in charge got on the bus and gave them a cold look before they shut up.

I took out the business card from my pocket and looked at it. I thought, maybe I was lucky. The first time I received this kind of activity, I met a photographer who really came here to look for inspiration.

Although only I didn't receive tips among all the models who participated in the activity today, Xue Tao was still very happy that I could successfully complete the task. He also said that Mr. Zhou was actually a very difficult host to serve. He had participated several times, but no model could get into his eyes every time.

After the event, I got a lot of money personally, at least more than the commission I earned with wine. However, the money is still a drop in the bucket for the 500000 I owe.

"A good start, not bad." Xue Tao said with a smile, "you have a good rest for two days. Two days later, Su Anyu will hold a private party in his villa and ask our company to bring several models to accompany him. I thought, you and Su Anyu know each other, so I decided to recommend you to go."

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