Chapter 31

Nan Qiao entered the shooting room only to find that there were only three people inside.

Photographer, camera assistant, lighting engineer.

When the first few people came out within a few minutes, she wondered if there were not even makeup artists and stylists inside.

Looking at it now, it really is.

But coincidentally, the photographer Nan Qiao just knew, and it can even be said that no one in the circle did not know him——Ding Ping.

Ding Ping is the most famous and critical photographer in the circle.

His shooting is so strict that he can't shoot according to his ideas, he can scold you in minutes.

But in all fairness, his photography skills are indeed unmatched.

Even Shen Yining, the eldest lady of the Shen family, wanted to invite him into the studio but was rejected.

Unexpectedly, even Ding Ping was invited by the WED studio after spending so much money.

"Nan Qiao?"

"Yes, I'm Nan Qiao."

The tone was indifferent, but it was different from those people who were trembling with nervousness after coming in.

But this can only illustrate two points:
Either they are really confident that they can be chosen, or they have already given up, and they are so bad that they don't care about anything.

"Okay, go up and try."

Ding Ping pointed to the lit lampstand.

"You have to act according to the instructions on the screen behind me."

Although the models were all self-indulgent during the cover shoot, no one has any reason to stop Ding Ping's current interview method.

Nan Qiao is wearing a light purple dress today, her long curly hair is loose, which complements her white complexion.

Since the last confrontation with Song Yingying wearing a red dress, she felt that she really couldn't formally wear a red dress recently.

It's just too ugly.

Even though she knew that it was impossible for her to have the same effect as Song Yingying after wearing it, she urgently needed to change a few more colors to wash her eyes.

As soon as Nan Qiao stood on the light platform, the words on the screen behind Ding Ping began to change.

Almost all are adjectives, and the speed is very fast, almost every two seconds.

There was almost no time left for her to think.

When Nan Qiao first started doing it, his reaction was not very fast.

When doing it, either the screen has switched to the next one, or the adjective cannot accurately express the feeling she wants to express.

Ding Ping frowned as if he could kill a few flies.

Just as he was about to call for a stop, he saw that Nan Qiao's speed was a little faster than before, and his movements were much smoother than before.

There was a momentary delay when Ding Ping was about to press the button, and then he took it back as if nothing had happened.

Nan Qiao had to keep an eye on the changes on the screen while adjusting his facial expressions.

When Ding Ping finally finished yelling to stop, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you go out, and you will be notified of the result."

Didn't get scolded?
Nan Qiao was also sensible and didn't ask any further questions. After thanking the few people, she moved away.

"How do you feel about him?"

The assistant was a little confused when he was called suddenly, but he quickly reacted.

"I think Nan Qiao is very good, very powerful."

In the past, many of them could not even stand still.

The only one with some ability is Meng Chiberry.

But he always felt that Meng Chiberry was not as good as Nan Qiao.

"She has a lot of black material on the Internet."

The lighting engineer suddenly interjected.

"I feel that there are some black materials, so I can't believe it too much. Who can really believe the truth in the entertainment industry?"

Anyone who believes is a fool.

The assistant really thought that Nan Qiao was pretty good, with a pretty face and a decent personality, not at all like what was uploaded on the Internet.

"You do like her."

(End of this chapter)

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