my sister is a supermodel

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"coming!"

After chatting for a while, the film crew started filming.

Print ads and posters are all shot.

Now the film crew is starting to shoot a fashion blockbuster, a video ad that only lasts a minute.

Roca is the main character, and Miranda plays with two other female models.

The content of the shooting is very simple, he wears different styles of denim fashion and looks handsome in front of the camera.

In the first shot, he took off his denim jacket, revealing his muscular body. The orange sunset, craft glass windows, and pictorials on the wall are all beautiful.

In the second shot, he picks up a strap and slowly wraps it around his hand, walking towards the sandbag.

In the third shot, he hit the sandbag hard, and the sweat flowed along the burger pectoralis major to the eight-pack chocolate abs, and then followed the contours of the abs to the mermaid line.

In the fourth shot, he is wearing another denim fashion, sitting on the window sill covered by the setting sun with a guitar in his arms, looking out of the window in a daze, the setting sun shines on his face, forehead, eyebrows, cheekbones, Jaw, angular...

"So beautiful!"

The cameraman couldn't help but admire.

"Yes, it's amazing!"

The director nodded in agreement.

Although people in this world have different aesthetics, when appreciating a work of art, everyone's aesthetics will tend to be the same, so the real beauty can only be true beauty if it rises to the height of art, otherwise it is just self-admiration.

And Roca's face is like a work of art, people with different aesthetics can appreciate the beauty contained in it, if you can't appreciate it, you will be blind.

"cut!"

The director called a timeout and pointed at Miranda, "It's your turn!"

"Ah, good!"

Miranda responded, blushing a little.

She had been looking at Roca just now, and she was so engrossed that she almost didn't realize it.

She walked to the window in three steps at a time, and said to Rocca without thinking:

"Rocca, you are so cool!"

She blushed again when she finished speaking.

Roca could see the reddened bases of her ears from above.

"Miranda, come up!"

Roca said coolly.

"it is good!"

The window sill was 1.4 meters high. Miranda tried her best to support it with both hands, but she couldn't make it up. She didn't even think about finding a stool or something, so she continued to hang on the window sill. She was fat and a bit stupid.

"Miranda!"

Roca smiled lightly and reached out to give her a hand.

Call ~

Sitting on the windowsill, Miranda exhaled.

"Rocca, thank you!"

Roca hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's started!"

"Akesh!"

The director shouted, and the performance began.

Roca continued to sit on the windowsill, intoxicated by the setting sun, pretending to beep!

Miranda rested quietly on his shoulder.

"Miranda, relax your body!"

shouted the director.