After being dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role, they became a group favorite

In the car

"Auntie, why don't you speak?"

"Auntie, I don't have a puppy love."

"Don't tell my parents, they are going to make trouble."

"You have to give auntie a chance to interrupt." Wen Mubai smiled, put his hands on his forehead and looked down at her, "You still know about puppy love?"

"Of course I know." Xu Chacha patted his chest, "At our age, we should focus on studying, not to be addicted to the Internet and not to mess with boys and girls."

"It's a big fart, but it's clear when you speak." Wen Mubai pointed her forehead, "But you can't stop making friends at all, get along well with each other, if you are bullied, tell your parents, you can't bear it secretly. "

"No one bullies me, and there are children who want to treat Chacha to a cake after school!"

"A boy again?" Wen Mubai's expression was thought-provoking.

"Girl, her name is Sissy!"

Wen Mubai raised his eyebrows, "Okay, then why didn't you go eat cake with Qianqian?"

"Because I want to play with my aunt." Xu Chacha took her arm, "The cake is not as important as my aunt."

When meeting her, the smile on the corner of Wen Mubai's mouth never stopped, "It's Auntie's honor."

Xu Chacha hummed and chirped with her all the way, most of the time she was the one who was talking, Wen Mubai listened carefully, and then occasionally answered a few words.

Unlike in front of people, Wen Mubai only showed a teasing expression when facing Xu Chacha, and his reply didn't sound so perfunctory.

How to describe it, it finally smells like fireworks.

"Auntie will come to my house to play on Saturday, okay? Your school will be on holiday on Saturday." Xu Chacha remembered that he still didn't know which school Wen Mubai went to, "By the way, Auntie, you read What school is it? Is it far away, Chacha has not seen you for a long time."

"Q big, costume design."

Fashion Design?Xu Chacha was puzzled. She remembered that when Father Xu and Father Wen called on the phone a few days ago, they didn't sound like that.

Everyone took it for granted that Wen Mubai would choose finance as a major. After all, Wen Mubai studied science, and the eldest daughter of the Wen family would inherit the family business in the future.

"Q University is also in City A." She concealed her doubts and smiled, "And my mother told me that this school is very good, congratulations, auntie!"

Wen Mubai hummed, and rubbed her hair, looking not very interested.

"Auntie, your phone is vibrating." Xu Chacha pointed to her pocket.

In fact, the phone had vibrated for a long time before, and Wen Mubai pretended not to hear her all the time, but now that the two of them have quieted down and did not speak, the movement of the phone is too obvious, and there is no way to pretend not to hear it.

Wen Mubai took out his mobile phone, and Xu Chacha saw that the note on it was "Father".

"Hey."

Xu Chacha consciously leaned to the other side of the seat, not wanting to overhear the conversation between Wen Mubai and Wen's father.

Judging from Wen Mubai's expression, he knew that the two of them would not have a very pleasant conversation.

"Why should my volunteering be determined according to your wishes?" Wen Mubai's voice sounded emotionless, cold and hard, not at all like the tone he should have when talking to his father.

I don't know what was said there, Wen Mubai's jaw tightened, and the fingertips holding the phone were so hard that they turned red.

She was trying to suppress her emotions.

"I have something I want to do, and this decision will not change. I don't bother you to report the day after tomorrow. If there is nothing else to say, I will hang up."

Xu Chacha could feel great emotional fluctuations from Wen Mubai, but she wasn't hysterical, instead she had the fearlessness of being extremely exhausted to indulge in a leap.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Mubai leaned her head back on the seat and closed her eyes. She didn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, she felt the soft touch on the back of her hand. When she opened her eyes, she met Xu Chacha's concerned eyes.

Xu Chacha patted the back of her hand, "Auntie is not angry, and Chacha is not happy when Auntie is angry."

"Sorry." Wen Mubai held her hand in the palm of his hand, the little one was weak and boneless, as if it could be crushed with a little force, his heart softened inexplicably, "Auntie didn't scare you, did she?"

"Don't say I'm sorry." Xu Chacha rested her head on her lap, curled up like a cat, "Chacha is not afraid, Chacha knows that Auntie is just unhappy, please don't be unhappy, please, Chacha will tell you joke."

"Okay." Wen Mubai lowered her eyes, and gently pinned her hair behind her ears so that her eyes would not be blocked, "Speak, Auntie, listen."

"A long time ago..." Xu Chacha was about to make up one, but Wen Mubai started laughing before he started talking.

"Auntie." Xu Chacha raised her head and frowned, "Why are you laughing so fast?"

Wen Mubai rubbed her cheeks, "Because I think you are cute."

Xu Chacha lost her temper and buried her face in her lap, "Then...that's fine."

……

On Saturday, Xu Chacha got up half an hour earlier than usual, choosing clothes in the mirror.

When Wen Mubai picked her up from school last time, they made an appointment to go to the amusement park today, and she had been looking forward to it since the night before.

Xu Chacha looked at the time, it was only past six o'clock, they made an appointment at nine o'clock, and there was still a lot of time to wait, she rolled around on the bed boredly, her feet rolled into a ball under the quilt.

After playing with herself for a while, she tilted her head and took out a fashion magazine from under the bed.

She secretly bought it with her pocket money. She had a habit of being a model in the past, and she had to make up lessons in time for every season's fashion and gossip in the circle.

After Xu Chacha finished flipping through all the new magazines for this month, it took half an hour before she turned over and lay down on the bed.

Can the time be a little faster, just skip to nine o'clock?

"Ding dong!"

Xu Chacha jumped up like a spring on her buttocks, holding her phone in both hands to check the news.

It really came from Wen Mu with white hair.

Kiss Auntie: Chacha, Auntie has an interview that was suddenly rescheduled to today, so I can’t go to the amusement park with you. Remember this time, Auntie will definitely accompany you next week.

Xu Chacha's shoulders drooped in an instant, and the skirt she had picked out for so long didn't look so good anymore.

She pouted her mouth and uttered a childish voice.

"What interview? Can Chacha go and have a look?"

Wen Mubai didn't send any more messages, but directly made a voice call, "Chacha? Are you awake so early?"

Her voice sounded less energetic than usual, and a little hoarse.

"Auntie, you stayed up late again." Xu Chacha scolded her over the phone, "You still make me go to bed early and get up early all day long, but you have never done it yourself."

On this issue, Wen Mubai knew he was wrong, "Understood, I'll listen to you."

"So what kind of interview is Auntie going to do?"

"A magazine interview, by the way, I took a photo of the cover." Originally, hers was scheduled for next month, but the male star who was going to be on the cover of this issue, the night before yesterday, suddenly a domestic violence scandal airborne and became a hot topic, and the editor-in-chief just contacted Wen Mu urgently Let her make up for it.

"Take a picture, that auntie must be very well dressed today." Xu Chacha rested her chin on her knees, and the ending sound dragged on, "Chacha really wants to see it."

In fact, Wen Mubai was almost too late to arrive at the scene, so he couldn't make a detour to pick up Xu Chacha, but when he heard her soft tone, the words of refusal stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

"Is this good?" Wen Mubai thought of a compromise, "Auntie will send the address to Granny Zhang, and you and Granny Zhang will come together."

"Really!" Xu Chacha's voice suddenly became more energetic.

"But you can't run around here. You have to listen to Granny Zhang carefully. Auntie will come to accompany you after work."

"Hmm! Listen to Auntie!"

……

Wen Mubai should have greeted the staff in advance, plus they were so recognizable, so when Butler Zhang led Xu Chacha in, it was unimpeded.

The sound coming from the studio was the sound of taking pictures that Xu Chacha heard calloused every day in his previous life.

Wen Mubai was facing the camera, and didn't notice that Xu Chacha had already arrived. She looked more distant than usual in the shooting state, but she also looked very professional.

Her figure is superior to that of many professional models. Her head and calves are long and her shoulders are right-angled. Her waist is as thin as a willow when pinched by a belt. She is wearing a plain black velvet dress. Xu Chacha recognized it as a certain famous brand at a glance. The season's couture.

——Gowns that ordinary people can't borrow even if they have money.

The skirt length of this dress was exaggerated, and high heels were required to wear on the 1.7m[-] model to avoid dragging the floor, but on Wen Mubai, it seemed to blend in with her perfectly.

The contrast between the snow-white skin and the fabric of the clothes on the dark side is very sharp. Wen Mubai raised his chin to the camera, and his squinting eyes had a kind of natural dignity and arrogance. Her makeup was very clean, and there was almost nothing superfluous except for basic grooming. The color, just a touch of eye-catching red lips, become the focus of attention.

"What's the background? It's on the cover as soon as it comes."

The cover of EV has always used either international supermodels or first-tier or super-tier-one artists.Enthusiasm and coercion must always occupy one side.

"I don't know, I heard it's the daughter of the editor-in-chief's former friend." The person who answered looked older, but only about 25 years old, and she raised her chin in the direction of Wen Mubai with a glass of iced Americano, " At least this one is photogenic, much better than the male idol last time, all the photos of that person are staring at each other, I spent a whole night repairing it, but the editor-in-chief beat me back mercilessly."

"After the results were posted, the fans were so hyped, I thought the gods had come down to earth."

"No."

The photographer on the other end yelled to stop, and an assistant went up to bring water to Wen Mubai. He stood by the side, and a middle-aged woman who was clearly better dressed than the others walked up to talk to her.

Wen Mubai said thank you softly, took the water and turned sideways, listening to the man's words, his face was still expressionless.

"I suspect that someone is spoofing me, and finally pulled you over to make up the cover. The child model handpicked by the designer next door fell ill and was hospitalized. Our EV is destined to have a skylight, right?" Hua Jing is also the editor-in-chief of EV in China. , feeling that his head was going to be bald, "Mubai, do you know a child model who is about four or five years old, shoe size 26, and about one meter tall?"

"Your standard is accurate to the shoe size, where can I find it?"

Wen Mubai took a sip of water unhurriedly, and when his eyes swept aside, he inadvertently caught the little figure, "Chacha?"

"You know him?" Hua Jing followed her to look over, looked at the little milk bag that was waving on tiptoe from head to toe, and decided very simply, "That's fine, I'll take it away."

Wen Mubai is no stranger to her vigorous and resolute style of handling things, but this time he can't just follow her.

"Take it away?" She shook her head, "It doesn't matter what I say, you have to ask her yourself."

……

"Chacha, come here." Wen Mubai waved to Xu Chacha.

The surrounding staff turned their heads, only to realize that a little cutie got in behind at some point.

Xu Chacha hesitated for a few moments, then took small steps over.

"Auntie." She took Wen Mubai's hand and called her sweetly, "You are so beautiful today."

"You too." Wen Mubai pinched her cheeks, and introduced Hua Jing to her, "This aunt is the editor-in-chief here, and she wants to ask you for a favor."

"Pretty auntie, what do you want Chacha to do for you?" Xu Chacha raised her head to face Hua Jing.

Hua Jing is 53 this year. Because of her temperament and hard work in cosmetic surgery, she looks only in her thirties. She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but she doesn't look old-fashioned at all.

Hua Jing squatted down, compared her shoes with her hands, and after confirming that they were correct, she said, "Auntie would like to ask you to take some photos, just like your auntie did just now, it won't take too much time for you, and you will Give you a reward, okay?"

"Take a photo?" I'm good at it.

Hua Jing asked someone to take the children's clothing magazine from the side, and opened it for Xu Chacha to read, "The photos will be placed on these magazines, and then we Chacha will be able to buy delicious food with a small amount of money as long as we finish the photoshoot in beautiful little dresses." .”

Wen Mubai felt that something was wrong, and said, "Aunt Hua, don't sound like a kidnapper."

"I'm not telling the whole truth." Hua Jing said confidently.

"Auntie?" Xu Chacha raised her head and asked Wen Mubai with her eyes.

Wen Mubai put his palm on the top of her head, and rubbed it lightly, "I think, if you like it, go there, if you don't like it, then refuse."

"I like it!" Xu Chacha grinned, "Chacha also wants to be like Auntie, wearing beautiful clothes and taking nice photos."

and earn a lot of small money.

Wen Mubai raised his eyes and gave Steward Zhang a wink, and the latter immediately called Xu's mother to inform her of the incident and ask for her opinion.

Xu's mother is of course open to this, "Chacha can decide for herself, you just watch from the side and don't let her bump into it."

Steward Zhang responded repeatedly, hung up the phone, and told Wen Mubai and the others the result.

Hua Jing hugged Xu Chacha's shoulder, "So, this little girl is mine now."

"No return! No return! Auntie." Xu Chacha retorted, grabbing Wen Mubai's arm.

Wen Mubai let out a smile from the corner of his lips, and patted her on the back, "Auntie is right here, if this auntie bullies you, come and complain to me immediately."

Hua Jing and her deceased mother were old acquaintances. It can be said that watching Wen Mubai grow up, they have become familiar enough to ignore the relationship of seniority and joke around at will.

"Don't sow discord here." Hua Jing picked up Xu Chacha and said to her, "Don't worry, Auntie is very nice, as long as you are obedient, Auntie will be gentle and gentle to you. I only take one bite of those disobedient children." .”

Xu Chacha's back felt cold when he heard it, and he stretched out his short arms and waved them in Wen Mubai's direction in vain.

Help, help, this aunt is weird.

……

Hua Jing took Xu Chacha in her arms and took the elevator two floors to another studio, and went in to put her down.

"Here, what you want, four or five years old, shoe size [-], one meter tall." She lowered her head and poked Xu Chacha's tender cheek with her finger, "You look juicy too."

Xu Chacha's eyes were wide open, and she didn't dare to move: Isn't this really a place where traffickers trade?

"But the designer..."

"Go and tell her that my mother's magazine won't be sold until his little one is released from the hospital." Hua Jing said in a strong tone, making those people afraid to say a word, "Bring him a photo after putting on makeup, If it’s okay, it’s okay, but if you don’t, you can’t pull it down, with so many designers in the world, can my EV afford others?”

"Aunt Jingjing." Xu Chacha grabbed the hem of her clothes, "Don't be fierce."

Xiao Naibao's clear and innocent eyes made Hua Jing feel a sense of guilt in her heart, thinking that she had only blown out a few minutes ago that she was a gentle aunt, and her face was a little dull.

"Auntie is not trying to kill someone, don't be afraid." Realizing that she had not set a good example for the little girl, Hua Jing cleared her throat and said again, "After the matter is settled, go give some gifts to the little model who was hospitalized. in the name of."

"Alright Sister Hua." The stylist whispered, and took Xu Chacha's hand, "Come and change with sister, okay?"

Xu Chacha nodded, and obediently put her soft little hand in hers.

When the two walked to the dressing room, Hua Jing's back was no longer visible, and Xu Chacha let out the anger that had been suffocating all this time.

"Sister, I'm not five years old, I'm already seven years old."

The stylist didn't expect the little girl to frown and frown sullenly all the way. Just for this, she smiled and nodded, "My sister knows, you are an older child, right?"

"..." Why did she still act like she was coaxing her like a child.

The stylist withdrew the clothes rack and removed the dust-proof film, "Come on, my sister will change your clothes."

Xu Chacha has always felt that many children's clothes are better-looking than adult clothes, and this design can be classified as the former.

I don't know what kind of fabric is used. The skirt looks soft and shiny, but it won't lose its shape because it is too cotton.

The outermost part of the skirt was wrapped with a layer of light gauze with relatively dense yarn holes. The pattern on it was embroidered by the designer himself with silver thread, stitch by stitch. The construction period was five years.

Chacha has heard of the designer's name, and he is a senior in his 70s. The meaning of the clothes that can make him pay so much attention must not be simple.

With the help of the stylist, Xu Chacha changed into a skirt. The pink color made her skin look fair and fluffy, and her legs under the skirt were thin and straight.

The size of this skirt was made according to the original small model and was smaller than usual, but because Xu Chacha was too thin, even if it was a few centimeters taller than the original model, it didn't feel particularly tight when worn.

She sat in a chair with her eyes closed and obediently let the stylist apply makeup on her face.

"I heard it was designed for her granddaughter." The stylist gossiped with the assistant on the side, "Her granddaughter is also pitiful. She was out of breath at the time of dystocia, and almost didn't survive it. After being rescued, she was found to be dumb. His physique is also very poor, and he can't stand a little bump."

"Then let's do this..." the assistant hesitated to speak.

"Is there any way?" The stylist pouted, "It's not like you don't know Miss Hua's personality, and it was written in black and white in the original contract. If there is an emergency, the designer must cooperate with us to complete the photos first."

"Ugh."

They probably thought that Xu Chacha didn't understand, so they spoke without any scruples. In fact, they heard every word Xu Chacha said, and it was quite unpleasant.

"Can't we let the children behind take the place first like Auntie?" Xu Chacha raised her head and asked.

The stylist was a little surprised, but still answered seriously, "We have tried all possible methods, and you are our last straw, sweetheart."

If you want to change people, you need to change not only the photos and clothes, but also the written interview about the designer Lang Shu. It doesn’t matter if they find a model in a day or two, but they need to find a designer who is as famous as Lang Shu to interview It's too far-fetched.

The same designer Hua Jing expressed sympathy and understanding for what happened to Lang Shu and his granddaughter, but as the editor-in-chief of EV and half a businessman, she couldn't bring those feelings to work.

Xu Chacha's lips were pursed into a straight line, and the innocent smile faded from her face, making her look a bit heavy.

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

In the past, even if Xu Chacha faced the possibility of being scolded by the designer's fans, she would grit her teeth and replace her. Willfulness and the right to choose are the rights of those who have a way out. A penny of money that can make him leave the life of a dependent.

But this time she didn't want to. Seeing this dress, all Xu Chacha could think about was the old designer's painstaking efforts on it, and his unreserved love for his granddaughter. No matter what the reason was, She can't wear it to take pictures with a normal heart.

The skirt on her body seemed to be tightly wrapped around her big hands, making her breathless, and she just wanted to take it off quickly.

"I'm sorry, sister." She jumped off the chair, "Can I stop taking pictures?"

"Is there something uncomfortable?" The stylist became nervous, "I'm still in a bad mood, or your sister's makeup hurt you, so let's take a rest first."

Xu Chacha shook her head, her black eyes reflected their anxiety, "Ask that designer grandpa again, maybe in his heart, even if he loses money to you, he doesn't want to see this dress on other children."

The stylist was a little confused, she didn't expect Xu Chacha to have such a delicate mind at such a young age.

But what he said was true, Hua Jing just wanted to cut the matter first, and Lang Shu didn't have the right to refuse if the matter was done.

According to Lang Shu's character, it is very likely that he will directly throw the liquidated damages over.

"Sister, help me take it off." Xu Chacha took her hand and pulled it towards the dressing room, "Shall we wait for that sister to recover before taking pictures?"

The stylist is a little soft-hearted, but he still remembers Hua Jing's order and dare not disobey.

"I'll go and talk to Aunt Jingjing." Xu Chacha saw her worries, and strode out with short legs.

Hua Jing was discussing the set setting with the photographer, when she saw Xu Chacha's eyes lit up when she was dressed, she clapped her hands, "I'll just say she's suitable."

"Xiaomei, do you want to consider signing a contract with auntie and come to us as a model?" Hua Jing held her face with both hands, as vigorously as kneading dough.

"Aunt Jingjing, Wopu wants to take a picture."

Xu Chacha frowned, Hua Jing held her cheeks and couldn't speak clearly, making the atmosphere not serious at all.

"What did you say?" Hua Jing withdrew her hand, "I don't want to shoot, why?"

She thought it was Xu Chacha's childish nature. After experiencing the novelty, she got scared when she saw the camera, so she retreated.

"Grandpa Lang gave this dress to his granddaughter, Chacha can't take it away." Xu Chacha finished speaking earnestly, folded her hands in front of her, and bowed to Hua Jing, "I'm sorry, Chacha has caused you trouble gone."

"If you don't shoot, then why do you bow? Your aunt thought you were being wronged by me when she saw it." Hua Jing quickly helped her up, and sighed, "You are so sensible, but it seems that aunt is so cold-blooded."

Xu Chacha shook her head, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "Aunt Jingjing is also thinking about her brothers and sisters here, Chacha understands you."

This has reached Hua Jing's heart. She is the editor-in-chief who is in charge of the jobs of the group of people below. She must be more considerate than others, and consider the overall situation than others.

EV children’s clothing is not as good as Fashion Weekly, its sales are sluggish, and it’s only because of her efforts to recruit people to find interviews that it’s hard for her to do a few times of suspension, so there’s no need for any major troubles, as long as some loopholes are caught, it’s reasonable to suspend publication and lay off staff among.

Hua Jing and Wen Mubai said that she was not joking when she said that she was bald. Her anxiety was so severe that she had to take sleeping pills every night to fall asleep.

"I also read your magazines." Xu Chacha raised her head, "But there are too many words, and it's tiring to read. My father can understand it, but every time he reads it, he still doesn't know what to buy. Buy me a bunch of expensive ugly little dresses."

When comparing various magazines before, Xu Chacha found a serious problem with EV children's clothing.

——Sacrificing the readability of the magazine itself in order to improve the so-called style.

Most of the customers of children's wear magazines are middle-to-high-income families with children. They are busy with work and have to take care of their children's food and drink. Occasionally, they don't have the energy to study those large interviews.

They don't want to buy a few bad street clothes for their children in the mall, but they don't have too much time to compare the cost performance of brands and study the recent fashion trends. What they need is not a high-end style, but a convenient choice. sex.

"So, my dad is stupid. Every time he buys clothes, he only looks at the price. In fact, many teas don't like them at all, and they don't feel comfortable wearing them."

Hua Jing thought about what Xu Chacha said, and realized that their children's clothing magazine did have these problems.

Before, they always regarded this as the characteristic of EV, and felt that their name was the vane of fashion and synonymous with high-end. They only thought about how to use famous designers to attract customers, but they did not consider the real needs of customers.

She clenched her fists between her brows and pondered for a while, before she came up with a bold and impulsive idea.

"Is this good?" Hua Jing met Xu Chacha's gaze, "We won't wear this dress to take pictures, but for other things, would you still like to help Auntie take pictures?"

"Really?" Xu Chacha didn't expect Hua Jing to have a countermeasure so soon, "Okay! Chacha is willing."

Hua Jing called her assistant and asked her to prepare the clothes, and then asked the stylist to bring Xu Chacha to change.

Fearing that the assistant alone would not be fast enough, Hua Jing went to the warehouse with her. They had a lot of sample clothes sent by their co-designers. Occasionally, they would take them out and remake them if they wanted to use them. Now they come in handy.

Lang Shu's interview page is an open page. To fill this gap, only one or two sets of photos will definitely not be enough. Hua Jing can't take care of so many, so she took a small trolley and put the clothes that are pleasing to the eye. Throw it away, and ask the assistant to push out the entire shoe rack directly.

The two were very fast. Xu Chacha had just changed her clothes when the door of the lounge was knocked open.

Hua Jing asked Xu Chacha to stand on the side, and took the clothes to compare the sizes first. The ones that were the right size were directly matched into a set and hung on the hanger, and four or five sets were hung out in just a few minutes.

"Don't be dazed, go and change it for the child."

The stylist nodded, picked up a set and led Xu Chacha into the dressing room.

Xu Chacha didn't waste time, she should stretch out her hands, she should put on her head and put on her head. After changing her clothes, she was pushed on the chair to remake up.

Because she had to match many sets of clothes, she only gave her a simple primer and touch-ups, but the advantage of Xu Chacha's face was there, and the light makeup was very natural and fresh.

The blush is light powder with shimmer. After painting, Xu Chacha's cheeks look like a moist peach. The thick eyelashes are curled enough even without clipping. Coupled with those clear glass eyes, at this time Xu Chacha is as beautiful as a doll.

After finishing the first set of looks, Xu Chacha was directly pressed in the middle of the studio, with the reflector and the camera aimed at her.

It's been a long time since I've been in my old job, so Xu Chacha didn't realize it when she first came up, but she was only in a daze for a short time. Amidst the clicking sound, she quickly followed the photographer's rhythm and quickly changed angles and movements.

"Kids, let's not pretend to be cool, just smile more." The photographer put down the camera and showed Xu Chacha a demonstration.

First they poked two fingers on the cheeks, and then changed to holding their faces with both hands, all accompanied by a smirk showing big white teeth without exception.

Xu Chacha: Look down on my professional ability?

Isn't it just cute, who wouldn't.

Xu Chacha's long-lost desire to win or lose rushed to her heart. She held her breath and smiled brightly at the camera.

"That's right! That's it." The photographer nodded and pressed the shutter much faster.

In fact, just standing there is enough to attract attention, and now she is smiling sweetly at the camera with her eyes bent, showing the girl's innocence and agility to the fullest.

Not only the photographer was taking pictures, but Zhang Butler who was standing behind couldn't help but take out his phone, and sent it to Xu's parents and Xu's mother in real time after taking the pictures.

Xu's mother: ah ah ah my baby is so cute!Take some more pictures, hurry up!

Father Xu: Get closer to take pictures, but I can't see clearly.

Butler Zhang: [Picture] x10

Father Xu: Pat on the left too

Butler Zhang: [Picture] x10

Father Xu: Is there a more positive angle?

By the time Steward Zhang finished taking another set and sent it to the group, Xu's father and Xu's mother had already changed their profile pictures to Xu Chacha's.

It seems that it is similar to the couple portraits used by young people on the Internet.

Hua Jing arranged all the clothes and stood next to the photographer to supervise. She was worried that Xu Chacha, an amateur child, would be restrained and uncomfortable in front of the camera.

Who would have thought that Xu Chacha could click to change her movements, and click to change her expression, which is more proficient than many child models who have been in the industry for four or five years. She even seems to know which angle of her face is more photogenic, and she will automatically adjust it.

Because of Xu Chacha, the progress is faster than expected. A set of clothes can be photographed in a few minutes faster. In an hour, she changed five sets of clothes in a row. She was tossed and tossed like a doll, and there was no sound of complaints. nothing.

After the fifth set of clothes was shot, Hua Jing took the initiative to call a timeout for her, "Let the child rest, his lips are dry, go and drink some water."

Butler Zhang immediately took Xu Chacha's baby thermos over, opened the lid and handed it to her.

"Are your legs sore after standing up like this? Mother-in-law help you squeeze it."

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Xu Chacha took the water glass and refused Zhang Butler's massage, "You don't have to squeeze it, I think it's very interesting and not tiring at all."

It’s nothing to just shoot five sets of clothes. She even took over the job of an online model when she had no income. It is common to shoot hundreds of sets a day.

Holding the pink pot in both hands, Xu Chacha took a deep breath, her cheeks were so swollen that she couldn't hold it anymore, so she gulped down.

The temperature of the health-preserving soup is just right, not too hot, and the taste of American ginseng is refreshing.

It's just that she is young and can't make up too much, and she gets nosebleeds every now and then.

"Hi~ha!" After drinking half a pot at once, Xu Chacha closed her eyes happily, and sighed from her throat like a little old lady.

"Huh? Whose child is this, poor boy." Xu Chacha was slapped on the head.

She heard a human voice and turned her head in surprise, "Auntie!"

Wen Mubai has already changed into regular clothes, and her style of dressing has always belonged to the type of "doing evil because of her pretty face".

Just like today, even the most basic sleeveless T and high-waist denim are worn by her tall figure to give a sense of fashion in the photo.

"Aren't you tired? Did that aunt bully you?" Wen Mubai looked at her attire, but couldn't tell that the proportions of this little group were so good.

Xu Chacha was not very tall, but her hips were high and her neck was long. Standing upright, she looked refreshed.

Xu Chacha shook her head, "I'm not tired, Aunt Jingjing didn't kill me either."

"That's good." Wen Mubai handed a bag in front of Xu Chacha, "Do you want ice cream?"

"Mom won't let me eat."

It was because Xu Chacha was too greedy last time and ate three boxes of Baxi all afternoon while Butler Zhang was not paying attention. Unexpectedly, the child had a weak stomach and almost slept in the toilet that night.

"Then—" Before Wen Mubai could take it back, the bag was grabbed by Xu Chacha's hand.

The little milk bag looked at her with watery almond eyes, and licked her mouth with her tongue, almost engraving the word "gluttony" on her face.

"If my aunt gave it to me, my mother would agree, right?" Xu Chacha asked in a low voice.

Wen Mubai was almost amused by her, "Who did you learn how to push the pot?"

Xu Chacha pretended not to understand.

"Leave it alone, you can eat it after melting a little." Wen Mubai put the ice cream aside.

"Then I'll take her away." Hua Jing came over to grab the child.

"I'll just borrow it from you for a while, return it quickly." Wen Mubai tugged Xu Chacha's crumpled skirt.

"Don't tell me, it's really a treasure. I don't plan to pay you back if you don't come." Hua Jing said.

"That depends on whether she will follow you or not." Wen Mubai supported his chin with one hand, not in a hurry.

Xu Chacha was very considerate, "I'll go with Auntie."

"That won't work." Hua Jing hugged her up, "The bad aunt will take you away."

"Wow." Xu Chacha was startled by her sudden movement, and felt that Hua Jing's height was stronger than Xu's father's, and it was like riding a roller coaster.

Hua Jing was not willing to torment this little benefactor for too long, and finally took two sets and let her go home.

When Xu Chacha finished removing her makeup, the ice cream was almost melted.

Wen Mubai held a straw that he found somewhere, and inserted it into the ice cream bucket for her, "Drink it as a milkshake."

Xu Chacha brought it over. After the vanilla ice cream melted, it looked like a dense creamy texture, and the chocolate particles on it looked quite appetizing.

She tentatively took a small sip, and carefully tasted it on the tip of her tongue.

It's not particularly watery, and you can still taste a little ice-cold temperature. Chocolate chips wrapped in nuts are quite delicious.

Not only is it not dark, but it seems to be quite delicious?

She gulped and gulped a few more gulps, and a circle of white ice cream was smeared around her mouth.

Wen Mubai opened the disposable wipes to wipe them off for her, but he didn't even open his mouth to dislike her.

Xu Yanshu often does this for Xu Chacha, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Wen Mubai. After Wen Mubai wiped one side, she stretched out her little head and passed the other side, "This side, too. Auntie Aunt wipe."

"Are you the reincarnation of a coquettish spirit?" Wen Mubai's tone didn't have the slightest bit of blame, but rather pampering, she still curled up her thin white fingers and pinched the wet wipe to help Xu Chacha wipe it off, "Okay, ancestor. "

Xu Chacha nodded, drank the remaining half cup in several gulps, then turned around and picked up the thermos cup on one side, and took a long sip.

"This way, they complement each other." Xu Chacha patted her water-filled stomach that was shaking after two steps, "I'm so full, Auntie."

Wen Mubai laughed, "I've never seen you be so active when eating, but eating snacks is the speed of light."

"That's different. Snacks and staple food are not in the same stomach." This truth applies to girls of all ages.

Anyway, Xu Chacha has always believed so firmly.

"It's not in the same stomach." Wen Mubai stroked her swollen belly