Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

  Chapter 258 Hurting her is no different from me

  The people in the entire studio were a little moved by the idea of ​​shooting again.

   "Take it again? This is okay." You Junhao touched his chin, "Xia Xia still has time today?"

  The fall just now completely evoked a new round of creative desire for him.

  A beautiful thing, the moment it was broken, is even more exquisite!

  Hey, addictive.

  Xia Mint admires these technical otaku in her heart.

  You can play for a whole day by taking photos, which is also a kind of perseverance.

  But she was just about to think of a way to vaguely refuse the second filming, but Milan took the lead.

"Teacher You, it is impossible for the D family to send another dress. This one is sold at a price of 53,000. We have never damaged the brand's clothes. This is the first time. If we don't give the brand an explanation, we will Cooperation is very difficult."

  In order not to be attacked, Milan also struggled this time.

  "We only reminded Teacher Xia to lift up the skirt when walking, and did not tell you about your shooting. She is free to play in the shooting. If you want to reshoot, you must first solve the problem of the first skirt."

   is really impeccable.

  Xia Mint nodded secretly.

  Even the price of the skirt is clear, and it is still in a threatening tone.

This is a secret warning to her that if she does not lose money, the D family will have a bad impression of her, because no luxury goods company will have a good impression of female artists who do not cherish their products and break things, and cooperation in the future is basically a dream Up.

  Don't talk about endorsements in the future, even after becoming famous, sponsorship of big brands of clothing will be a luxury.

  This Milan really knows the entertainment industry well, and deserves to be a senior expert in makeup artists.

  Every time she shot, she pinched her three inches.

  If she is not an opponent, she really appreciates Milan!

  But—it's a pity.

  "I am willing to compensate," Xia Mint lowered her head, her shoulders dropped, her hands pinched the hem of the yarn-quality skirt, and she trembled, "Five thousand...I don't have that much now, but I will try to make up and pay the brand."

  Milan suppressed his pride and smiled, “It’s best if Teacher Xia can understand us.”

  Xia Mint hmmed, his right hand slowly grasped his left wrist and rubbed it imperceptibly. The water eyes gradually moistened, and the eyebrows were weakly puckered, as if there was a hint of pain.

  You Junhao frowned, his eyes immediately fell on her left wrist, "What happened to your hand?"

The staff next to    also exclaimed, "Ms. Xia's hands are red, medical staff!"

  A group of photographers are angry.

  If they were angry just because the perfect model in their hearts was bullied, and the art was desecrated, then now they were angry because the muse was injured!

  So many of them were on the scene, and they did not protect her.

  As for all living beings, how many people have to pass by before they can find such a perfect muse?

  "Are you satisfied now?" The young photographer walked to Milan.

  Milan: "?"

   "You just lost a skirt, but she lost her flawless skin."

  Milan: "!"

You Junhao also bounced, "Sorry, I don't plan to provide the photos to "Shadow". Miss Xia was invited by my kind invitation. She didn't take any money. She just acted as my model today for free, but I not only hurt her, but also Let her accept the accusation of your magazine and compensate and apologize to D’s family. This is all my responsibility and has nothing to do with her. If you want to compensate, they are all directed at me!"

  The planning of the "Shadow" photography column was all shocked and rushed from the office in shock.

  When the master plan arrived, almost all the photographers in the shed were rebelling.

  Some are "Shadow" royal photographers, some are emerging photographers, and some are column resident photographers.

   Twelve or three photographers with faces and faces, jointly protested in indignation.

  "Your magazine, I am no longer cooperating."

   "Unable to cooperate, the makeup artist is of low quality."

   "Take this year's contract back, I won't sign it anymore, it's not bad to go to the magazine!"

   "Even the model is not well protected, so what photographer is there? I quit!"

   "Sorry, hurt the model, what is the difference between hurting me?"

  Milan: "………………"

  The chief planner was sweating profusely.

  Milan couldn't even speak, and the little makeup artist was sweating coldly and his face turned pale.

  (End of this chapter)