Chapter 1412: Chapter 1403: Spring Returns (8)
But unexpectedly, Xia Siyu agreed.
The location for the magazine shoot was right in front of the event site of Fashion Night during the waiting phase.
Before Zhou Weiwei attended the event, to avoid being overshadowed by Xia Siyu, she specifically asked Qin Baizhou to borrow the season’s haute couture, dressing up like a proud peacock to the shoot location.
As soon as her high heels stepped into the shoot site, before seeing Xia Siyu, the photographer yelled: “Keep quiet.”
This photographer had collaborated with countless big nas dostically and internationally, holding a very high status in the fashion world. Even top celebrities can’t invite him easily, and being able to work with him for a set of photos to be placed on the cover of the major magazines, fans can boast about it for a long ti.
This kind of photographer doesn’t look at popularity, but at style. Although Zhou Weiwei’s recent two dramas have gained so popularity, compared to Xia Siyu—for her, it’s not even the sa level. She originally thought she got on the magazine due to her recent drama hits, but now she understands that without Xia Siyu and the so-called “divine friendship,” she wouldn’t even have the chance to be associated.
anwhile, in the photography space, Xia Siyu’s outfit was quite—how to say, not very glamorous, on the contrary, very natural, casual, a black T-shirt, and a puffy skirt, with sharp makeup, sowhat resembling the black swan in the ballet “Swan Lake.”
She clearly is used to showing herself in front of the cara, a turn, a lift of the eyes, a naturally seated expression, all appearing incredibly sharp. But in those seemingly indifferent pupils, there seed to be endless stories to tell…
She was smiling, yet seed to be mocking sothing.
This kind of sharp deanor was hard to find in the past Xia Siyu. She was pure in movies, full of majesty at everyday events. But never this coldly arrogant, sharp, yet deeply intense deanor.
The photographer was clearly inspired by her, initially planning to change outfits after one set, but decided on the spot to use her outfit for many more shots.
Only shooting Xia Siyu ant Zhou Weiwei could only wait on the side. Shot after shot, pose after pose was captured.
Even as “Huixing’s leading lady,” having been in the industry for many years, she just recently beca popular; while traffic is important, it can’t beat inherent style. She couldn’t leave nor show a sour face: such major magazine shoots, fashion events, many people couldn’t get them even if they begged. She is still hoping to use this as a stepping stone to squeeze into the ranks of high luxury endorsents, quickly elevate her status. After all, she is already twenty-nine, more than half a year older than Xia Siyu, no longer young.
Finally, after Xia Siyu finished shooting, the magazine editor also arrived. Zhou Weiwei thought about it and put on a gracious look, took a bottle of mineral water from Wei Jingjing, and walked over with a smile: “Tired? Have so water and take a break.”
Xia Siyu looked up at her indifferently, didn’t say thank you, directly took the water from her hand, unscrewed it, drank a sip, then shoved the half-drunk bottle back into her arms—completely treating Zhou Weiwei like an assistant or a servant.
Zhou Weiwei didn’t expect Xia Siyu to be so impolite, her expression stiffened for a mont. She quickly tossed the water to her own assistant beside her, unconsciously pulled out tissues to wipe her hands.
When the two sat down, preparing for the interview, Zhou Weiwei finally said: “Shouldn’t I have a picture taken too?”
The photographer then casually replied, “Oh,” and said, “Sit still.” He raised his cara casually, clicked once, and it was done.
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