It's hard to tease a gold master

——in the studio

After getting along for a long time, Lan Zhen really seemed to have caught a certain characteristic of An Fang's body. The clothing matching was extremely gorgeous and complicated. The clothing made of imported leather and peacock feathers was said to be Lan Zhen. Inspiration from ten hours ago.Afterwards, it took a full nine hours to create this custom-made suit for the placement.

As soon as the exquisite clothing came out, many staff members loved and hated it, and were worried that An Fang would not be able to wear this temperament.However, when An An came out of the clothing room, wherever his eyes fell, there was a sound of cold gasps.

An Fang is wearing dark green textured leather, revealing half of her honey-colored skin, with a black peacock tail in her chest pocket, black and green eye shadows on her eyes, but her lips are maliciously smeared red. Unlimited bokeh, zoom in.

As if the Peacock Prince came out of the forest of Santa Ana, he has an aura of disdain for everything.There is no need for the photographer to point out what kind of pose to pose, and the good sense of the lens allows An to find the most suitable pose.The golden branches of desire burned at the soles of his feet, and there were golden anklets hanging on his bare ankles. Every time he took a step, the small bells on the exchange rang crisply, which was the sound of a siren that could absorb people's souls.

The beauty is simply breathtaking.

Faisili was suppressing the excitement in her heart. If she could, she would cry out excitedly like a little girl.In just three hours, after the shooting of the entire cover show, Faisili's eyes involuntarily flashed with surprise: "OMG, I swear, this is the fastest and most beautiful shoot for "Xinli" since its inception, Ann , you are really amazing! You really are God's favorite!"

Don't look at An Fang's easy shooting, but in a short period of time, he suffered a lot. An An's ankle was rubbed red by the gold-plated anklet, and his delicate jaw was even red from the piercing peacock hair. .The slight pain made people feel uncomfortable, but he didn't show his disrespect in front of Faith Li and the others.

An Fang smiled politely: "It is my honor to be praised by you."

On the contrary, Lan Zhen, who had been on the set all the time, noticed the situation of An Fang. He interrupted the words of praise that Faisili was going to say next, looked at An Fang with fixed eyes, with a relaxed smile on his face, and did not mention Arriving at An's reddened skin, he just said: "Let An go to change clothes first, these clothes are good-looking, but it will be very cold in the studio."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't notice." Fasili apologized again and again, and looked at An Fang guiltily: "Ann, go and change quickly!"

Surprise flashed across An Fang's eyes, and he gave Lan Zhen a lukewarm look.

Lan Zhen still looked at him with those sincere eyes.

Seemingly understanding Lan Zhen's intentions, An Fang walked over lightly. Although An Fang didn't get a smile from An Fang, Lan Zhen was relaxed by such calm eyes from An Fang.

As long as he doesn't hate himself.Lan Zhen thought.

After removing the make-up, the crew of the filming team called it a day, but the stunning appearance just now was still unforgettable for many people. Most of the staff of "Xinli" are foreigners. They greeted An Fang in broken Chinese and praised him. For a while, everyone couldn't help but gather around An Fang. If it wasn't for Wang Zhao, An Fang would be blocked. inseparable.

This shooting successfully established a good relationship between An Fang and the staff of "Xinli" magazine.

The cover of "Xinli" magazine laid the foundation.

Who made An Fang so eye-catching and unforgettable.

Li Hai walked in and said, Mr. Yi is ready to come.

After finishing this filming, under Yi Huai's "command", Wang Zhao had to give him a few days off during the busiest period of An'an.But there was no other way, after all, Song Guocheng had agreed, and Wang Zhao was just a manager. The money owner's father had already spoken, so what else could he say.

Seeing Yi Huai coming to pick him up, Wang Zhao's eyes were full of sorrow, he leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, the smoke slowly spit out from Wang Zhao's mouth, before An Fang had passed, he poked secretly Threatened to An Fang: "Three days, I don't care if you go to the small island of Spain or the northern part of Quebec, Denmark, in short, not one more day. If you dare to come back late, you will see me with a knife on my neck! "

Li Hai laughed twice: "It goes without saying that Zhao Ge is so exaggerated, Brother Fang should still be able to squeeze out a few days of vacation here."

During this period of time, An Fang has been filming and doing activities, and has basically never had a good rest. Even leading the staff like them is equally hard.Li Hai has a deep understanding of this, so it shouldn't matter if he takes a few days off.

Wang Zhao's eyes were dark: "Exaggerating your sister, do you know how many drafts I have pushed for the three-day vacation! It's all money! The income from Anfang determines our commission, don't you know it! "

Li Hai nodded, "Then Brother Fang has to come back early."

An Fang smiled and said, "You're not so poor. Did Xingchen's famous manager still fall to his death on a tree like mine?"

"Hmph, baby doesn't need money. My wife will go back to China after a while, and I plan to have a baby. First save some money for milk powder." Wang Zhao rolled his eyes.

"By the way, in another thirty or forty days, you will be able to tell Mr. Yi the good news that will scare him to death. Are you excited?" Speaking of the child, Wang Zhao gloated at An Fang.

But he wasn't worried about this arrangement at all. Instead, he looked at Wang Zhao meaningfully and said, "You should be worried about Zhang He's development."

Wang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, of course he understood what An Fang meant.An Fang's goal at this stage is to win an international actor and gain everyone's recognition and appreciation. After that, a man like him who is as free as the wind will continue to walk on the road of acting, or what will be, is currently unknown.

Once Wang Zhao said to An Fang that he had to leave a way out, An Fang seemed to take this sentence to heart, and only reminded him at this time.

But this kind of words doesn't sound like a taste.

"For an artist like you, I've been a manager for the rest of my life, and I probably can only see one." Wang Zhao smiled mockingly.

An Fang smiled, but said nothing.

Yi Huai's car arrived at the set on time, but it was not Qin Tiancheng who was driving in front.It was an old acquaintance - Peng Fang.

Peng Fang whistled at An Fang, and shook his hand through the glass window: "Hey, Fang Fang."

Bai Zhengyang next to him also said hello.

Yi Huai, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned, and the glass slowly lowered.

Surprise flashed across An Fang's eyes, Wang Zhao clicked his tongue secretly, and greeted them respectively.Yi Huai opened the car door, got out of the car, let An Fang sit in first, and then said to Wang Zhao: "It's been a long time."

Wang Zhao was flattered: "Where! Mr. Yi, what you said is really..."

Wang Zhao rubbed his hands together and laughed twice.

"Xiaobai, there will be a project in the near future, I told him about it." Yi Huai lowered his voice, gave Wang Zhao a lukewarm look, and said meaningfully: "If you are interested , you can go and see."

"Of course!" Surprise flashed across Wang Zhao's eyes. A reliable person like Yi Huai would certainly not do unreliable things, nor would he give unreliable news.

An Fang originally wanted to say goodbye to Wang Zhao and the others, but Wang Zhao pulled Li Hai into the car with a beaming face, stepped on the accelerator, and ran away.

"What are you doing so fast, is he crazy?" An Fang looked at Wang Zhao inexplicably.

Yi Huai was noncommittal, "I'm getting rich."

An Fang looked at the man suspiciously, and there was an unfathomable expression on the man's face.

An Fang pouted.

Peng Dong was a talker, they were still talking, and a sentence came in: "I said that Fang Fang looks better the more you look at it, let's live a happy life."

"Drive your car." A cold light flashed in Bai Zhengyang's long and narrow eyes.

Peng Dong yelled all of a sudden: "Xiaobai, why are you talking about me every day? I'm so wronged!"

"Hmph." Bai Zhengyang ignored him as if he had eaten gunpowder.

In the rearview mirror, An Fang frowned at Yi Huai, motioning to ask Yi Huai why Bai Zheng Yang and the others came over.

"A hot spring villa, the property of Xiaobai's family. Xiaobai and Peng Dong will go together." Yi Huai rubbed An's earlobe that was red from wearing gold earrings just now, and said, "I was going to take you abroad, but now I'm here." I'm too tired once. Why don't you just stay in China and relax, huh?"

An Fang felt very comfortable being touched by him, leaned lazily on the back seat, and sighed softly, as if sighing: "Okay!"

ah. ,'

He didn't bother to ask where he was going, anyway, with Yi Huai around, he didn't have to worry about anything.

The car started slowly, and An Fang has been running non-stop for the past few days, not at all relaxed. He squinted his eyes and dozed off, but in the end he fell asleep unconsciously, and fell on Yi Huai's lap, sleeping soundly.Fortunately, Yi Huai was prepared, and took the blanket beside him to cover him up.

"That's right, let it go—"

"Shh." Yi Huai raised his hand to his mouth, and made a gesture of hissing carefully. Peng Dong turned around to look at it, but he was so surprised that Yi Huai regarded him so preciously that he didn't react.

With a weak voice, Yi Huai pointed to the placement on his thigh.

Peng Dong shut his mouth wisely.

Bai Zhengyang pushed him and lowered his voice: "Look ahead, idiot!"

Peng Dong woke up like a dream, and also lowered his voice and said to Bai Zhengyang: "Hey, Xiaobai, have you seen Yi Huai's appearance, eh, I'm going to die of nausea!"

"Shut up, you." Bai Zhengyang said angrily.

Peng Dong simply put down the partition so that Yi Huai would not stare at the back of their heads.

Yi Huai touched An Fang's shoulders, picked up the reader at hand, and read it quietly.