Chapter 258

"Less poverty." After listening to Jiang Qi's words, Jin Yi raised her hand and hit her, "as long as you are willing to keep the hard photo level for me, I beg you, don't do anything!"

Jiang Qi vomited his tongue, "a face depends on later repair, I believe you! What do you think of the five magazines

As soon as she finished her work here, Asuka dressed up Tang poetry, put on a new suit and came out. Jin Yi clapped his hands there --

"good looking! It's so immortal! You really don't want to be in the entertainment business? "

Jin Yi took a few pictures with the camera, then picked out the lens, "tut Tut, it's really beautiful."

"No interest."

Tang Shi smiles, "I don't know it's such a big occasion today. At the beginning, when Jiang Qi talked to me, I thought it was just a private shop taking model photos..."

"Oh, don't worry about the details." Jiang Qi grabbed Tang poetry and pushed it forward. "Come on, get into the shed. Is this the same background?"

Asuka looked at the snow-white background and said, "I'm not comfortable. If I change to the wallpaper of the Republic of China, Tang poetry is just dressed in a cheongsam."

"It makes sense."

As soon as Jin made a point, the people behind began to change the background picture crazily. Tang Shi stood there awkwardly. She felt that she was just trying to get a duck on the shelf. She had never thought that Jiang Qi, a little liar, had tricked her into coming here, and now she was pushed in front of the camera.

Tang Shi was a little nervous, swinging his body, "I really can't The teacher Jin... "

"Oh! I say you can do it! "

As soon as Jin began to change the lens, Jiang Qi became angry. "You didn't use this white gun to shoot me when you shot me!"

"I look up to you when I take pictures of you with the rear camera of my mobile phone!"

Jin Yi smiles and scolds Jiang Qi, "valuable talents should be equipped with valuable photography lens!"

"Yes." Jiang Qi rolled a white eye, "you stir up the goddess, how to shoot how beautiful!"

Under the background of the wallpaper of the Republic of China, at first glance, it's like going back to the turbulent era of gunfire. At any time, we can praise the greatness of love. Only in that era, the two aspects of love seem shocking.

War, warlord, open and secret struggle, family and country are not protected, and people are in danger. In this era, people are the most beautiful and cruel. Zhongguo's door is opened to welcome the influx of a new trend, but at the same time, there are countless darkness and wars.

Tang poetry wears a dark red cheongsam, whose figure is soft and elegant, and can bear the word "proud and upright". The eyes are clear, not like some other women in the period of the Republic of China. They twist their waist and legs in the night dance hall just for a stable place to live. She leaned sideways and hung half of her face. Her curled hair was crisp and neat, but there were a few strands hanging around her ears, which made her look like a noble lady.

Jin Yi was full of praise. He asked the lighting engineer to dim the light a little. The yellow light fell down and cast it on the face of Tang poetry. Time was mottled. Time passed from the mottled shadow, but her beauty remained in this moment forever.

Tang poetry didn't speak. Her eyes were deep, just like a famous lady of the Republic of China who came through many histories. At one glance, it seemed as if the firecrackers were exploding in her ears. The sparks were vibrating in the air, and the smoke and dust were flying, obscuring her face.

She is wearing a dark red cheongsam, which is dull and faded by time. She has a string of jade bracelets like lanolin paste on her white wrist. She has a pair of delicate and elegant catkins, but with her cool eyes, she has a disdainful figure.

I don't know where I read a passage. The posture of a sunken fish must match the era of war. Only when a period of love is infatuated, can it be called the love of a fallen city.

This is the woman in front of us. As time out of the old people, rub out gentle tears, flowers, gently touch, then suddenly broken, ashes, flying.

At this moment, everyone was shocked by the beauty of Tang poetry. With a camera, Jin Yi forgot to shoot.

His lens is not enough to carry her amazing beauty.

"It's beautiful What on earth has she experienced in order to have such a style and such a look? "

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