Lucky hit

After the meal, the family sat in the living room chatting, Han Haodong took a selfie with Tongtong in his arms, and planned to post it on Weibo with a little P.

These days, it is still very popular for celebrities to bring babies. If he doesn't have a baby, he can borrow it.He was poking his head down with his legs crossed, when a condescending voice came from behind, "The angle of light and shadow is not right."

Han Haodong frowned and turned his head. Before he could speak, his sister happened to pass by with fruit: "Haodong, ask Bo Nian to take pictures for you. He is a professional."

Han Haodong scoffed at the words, but he didn't want to reject his sister, so he handed the phone back impatiently.

Zheng Bonian didn't reach out to pick it up, but took out his mobile phone and shook it: "I'm used to it."

After taking the photo, Han Haodong remembered how he would post on Weibo if the photo was not in his phone.

Zheng Bonian sat down on the edge of the sofa next to him with a smile and looked at him sideways: "Give me WeChat, and I will send it to you."

"No need," Han Haodong teased Tongtong in his arms without raising his head: "Suddenly I don't want it anymore."

Zheng Bo smiled young: "It's not like you, shouldn't you ask for the photo back like last time?"

The scrutinizing gaze was playful, but Han Haodong didn't avoid it. He put down Tongtong who was going to play there, leaned on the sofa and looked at each other sharply: "It's fine if you want to come back, just delete it."

"I thought you would smash my phone this time, after all, you scared me back then."

Han Haodong snorted softly: "If there are not so many people, I think I can try."

The room was so lively that no one noticed the two men facing each other at the corner of the sofa.

In the end, after everyone dispersed, only his father, his stepmother, and his grandfather remained.

After the old man fell asleep, the couple also went to bed.Han Haodong's irregular schedule made him sit in the living room in the middle of the night with the TV on and play with his mobile phone. The light from the mobile phone in the dark living room reflected on his sharp-edged face.

Shi Feng was talking to him about the latest schedule on WeChat, which made him feel dizzy.

But to say that Han Haodong doesn't have much fun in private, he is very serious about his work.

To put it bluntly, he just likes the feeling of being followed by the eyes and being admired sincerely. In an interview, he was asked why he took the road of acting. The high-sounding words he answered were written by the company and he memorized them in advance. He just likes to have crazy fans and a lot of money to squander. Things like halos are actually quite attractive.

Wechat shows three new friend applications, and the note is a planner and an actress who have just worked together, the finger slides to the third one, pauses on the abstract profile picture, and the note is simple and three words Zheng Bonian.

I thought to myself that his sister must have told Zheng Bonian his mobile phone number.He clicked reject without hesitation.

Then came a text message from an unfamiliar number: Looking forward to working together.

Han Haodong turned off the TV after cursing a word of insanity, got up and went to sleep.

The next day, Shi Feng picked up the plane on time and drove him directly to the shooting location, just in time for the morning rush hour traffic jam, so they arrived more than half an hour late.

The makeup artist and stylist who had been waiting for a long time saw Han Haodong coming and immediately surrounded him to apply makeup on him.

Li Wen stepped on her high heels and walked in: "It's a good thing the photographer didn't arrive, so there's time, you guys! Go and push the clothes rack over, slow down!"

Han Haodong sat in front of the mirror and fiddled with it, feeling that the photographer was also stuck in traffic.Unexpectedly, he waited with all the staff before the people came after putting on makeup.The person in charge of this shooting came over a few times to apologize in embarrassment.

Han Haodong raised his eyebrows and asked a mere photographer, "Sister Li! Can we get a shot today?" It means that if I don't come, I will withdraw first.

Li Wen explained: "The partner invited Zheng Bonian, a famous photographer who came back from abroad this time..."

"Who?" Han Haodong frowned.

As soon as his words fell into the commotion at the entrance, several staff members who had been waiting for a long time trotted around.

Han Haodong was still there in a daze, what was Shi Feng doing, if he told him that the photographer was Zheng Bonian, he would directly reject it.Now that the contract is signed, it is a certainty.

The men in casual clothes surrounded by them walked in with a smile on their faces, making it bigger than his gimmick.

Obviously, Zheng Bonian brought his own photography assistants, declined all the staff provided by the investor, and did not allow other staff to approach except his own.

"This big-name photographer is different, with a strong aura."

"But I think he's handsome."

"Yes, yes, I heard that he is of mixed Chinese and American race. Look at his nose, it's perfect!"

"Tsk, it's a pity not to be a model with this figure."

"He is a famous photographer, and he has already started a publication."

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Han Haodong passed in front of a group of withdrawn nympho staff, and hearing these comments did not change Zheng Bonian's attitude towards him, who was fiddling with equipment.

Today is an indoor static shot, mainly to highlight the home image of this men's clothing.Han Haodong had already changed into the clothes that the stylist matched, and sat on the tall wooden stool with long legs.

He suddenly understood the meaning of Zheng Bonian's text message last night.There was a feeling of being tricked, which made Han Haodong angry, and he looked at Zheng Bonian preparing there with no good eyes.

However, when the filming started, he quickly integrated himself into this temporary European-style model house.

The stylist's dress cleverly concealed Han Haodong's usual domineering temperament.The bottom edge of the off-white T-shirt is half-covered, revealing a little waist, and slender and powerful calves are slender and powerful under the khaki knee-length shorts.

Compared with the cool and handsome route taken in the past, this time it has the atmosphere of a big boy next door.

In front of the camera is his home field. Han Haodong put aside his prejudice against the photographer and started to move. Li Wen, who was not far away, gave him a thumbs up.He smiled smugly with an electric eye floating over.

But Zheng Bonian raised his hand to signal him: "Don't stretch your body so straight, relax a little more."

Han Haodong was cooperative at the beginning, but with Zheng Bonian picking and picking, his patience was almost at the limit, and no photographer had ever commanded him like this, so it seemed that he was not capable enough, so many people around him watched It's too embarrassing.

Next, Zheng Bonian would shake his head every time he looked down after taking pictures, turned his head and said something to the assistant beside him, and the young man named Jack turned around and waved all the idlers out of the crowd, not even putting on makeup. Pass.

And Zheng Bonian walked over with a plastic box and smiled without saying a word.

Han Haodong didn't know what he was up to, he didn't realize that the box was filled with water until he got closer, and his face was splashed hard by the water in a second.

"Fuck!" Han Haodong reflexively swears while avoiding the side face.

"Don't move," Zheng Bonian raised the camera and pressed the shutter: "This is good."

Feeling the water lying on his face, Han Haodong really wanted to tear the man in front of him.

Zheng Bonian raised his eyebrows: "If there are too many people, you should be nervous."

Han Haodong wiped his face and gritted his teeth a bit: "It's because your skills are not good enough!"

Zheng Bonian smiled even more, leaned forward and whispered something in English in his ear.

After Han Haodong heard this, he got up and came out. Everyone surrounded him anxiously when they saw the water on his head.

Li Wen asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Han Haodong wiped the water on his face with a towel, unable to hold back his anger: "Either change the photographer and I will continue, or change the model and I will leave. If there is him, there will be no me!"