Thinking about it, the makeup artist couldn't help but smile.

Hey, what if.

Maybe the old lady's wish will come true, no.

So, the makeup artist directly regarded Xiang Xing as the future boss lady in her heart, and seriously designed her style and makeup.

……

An hour later.

Hongyu Music Studio.

The door creaked open, and then a small head cautiously poked through the crack in the door, looking curiously inside.

Before the shooting began, the staff and photographers were still debugging the equipment.

Si Fan sat on the rest sofa next to him, holding a tablet, and casually swiping the screen.

The slender legs were leisurely folded, and the dark brown casual suit was worn on him, slim and obedient, full of temperament.

The delicate facial features add a bit of seductive and handsome beauty under the perfect makeup.

Once again, Xiang Xing was fooled.

It's even better than the male model in the photo.

As if sensing her overly fanatical gaze, the man on the couch paused and looked up.

Seeing the little head that was secretly observing, he couldn't help but hook his lips and smile, and raised his hand to hook his finger towards Xiang Xing.

"Come in."

“…… Hey. ”

The little guy was caught and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

Pursing his pink lips, he opened the door a little crampedly, and walked in slowly.

The staff around listened to the movement and couldn't help but look back.

Instead, their eyes widened in amazement.

I saw that their heroine today was wearing a set of coffee-colored lace strap dresses, well-behaved and cute.

The half-length dark chestnut curls were combed into a loose ponytail, swaying with her steps, and they were very agile.

The skin is as smooth and white as milk, and with the soft and cute, girly makeup, it makes everyone's hearts melt......

Even Si Fan felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

Until Xiang Xing walked in front of him in small steps.

She tilted her head, blinked her watery soft eyes, and her onion-like fingertips clenched nervously for a while, and then spoke softly.

"Si Fan, am I good-looking?"

“……”

Si Fan was stunned for a moment.

The corners of his pale lips twitched, and the man smiled faintly and stood up.

Raising his hand, he rubbed his little furry head and nodded slightly, "It's beautiful." ”

"That's good."

Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

The crowd around them dropped their jaws in shock.

When did their boss use the word "extreme" to describe others?

He planted it, he really planted it!

"Alright, let's take a picture."

Time was pressing, Si Fan directly took Xiang Xing's little hand and took her to the photo booth.

In a variety of poses, he responds to the constant shutter sound of the photographer's indirect.

Facing the patches of lighting in front of him and the constantly flashing camera flash, at first, Xiang Xing was still a little uncomfortable, and his body was stiff.

Fortunately, Si Fan quickly noticed her state, and the next various postures intimately asked her not to face the camera and the fill light as much as possible.

It took almost an hour to shoot.

In the end, Si Fan selected a back-to-back photo of the two, adjusted it, and sent it directly to the program team.

After taking the photo, the man led Xiang Xing again and went to the recording studio.

"I'm going to use this 'Black and White Key' as the first race track."

He took her to the mixer and sat down, turned on the computer, and played a song, "Can you sing?" ”