Chapter 93 (1/2)

Xia Xingcheng naturally knows that it's impossible for him to go on like this. He comforts the photographer and simply goes to Gu Xingxi's side. (crazy, you, Xiao, Shuo, Wang) [ω ww. / Xiao / Shuo. / kr]

”Gu Xingxi, go to the dressing room with me.” Xia Xing and orange gave a light order. There was not too much expression on his face.

Gu Xingxi is slightly shocked. He thinks Xia Xingcheng is going to scold him. He can't help but stand up and say apologetically: ”sister Xing, I'm sorry, I let you down.”

”Come with me.”

Don't want to hear the words of his apology, Xia Xingcheng is in a hurry and directly pulls Gu Xingxi to the fitting room.

Xia Xing orange raised his forehead and said, ”take off your clothes.”

Gu Xingxi didn't know why, but looking at Xia Xingcheng's serious appearance, he took off the clothes.

Will Gu Xingxi press on the chair, Xia Xing orange direct to the make-up artist said: ”paint him a concubine's make-up, hurry up.”

Her domineering words didn't make the make-up artist have a little resentment, on the contrary, she nodded.

Gu Xingxi was already confused. At this time, he could only sit there and obediently obey Xia Xingcheng's orders. At the same time, he began to wonder about his appearance.

Soon Gu Xingxi's make-up is finished. Xia Xingcheng nods with satisfaction and sits on the dressing table Xia Xingcheng orders.

Just then the photographer heard the noise and walked in. When he saw the makeup on Xia Xing's orange face, he was shocked: ”manager Xia, this is...”

Xia Xingcheng put on the emperor's clothes while explaining to him: ”this advertisement, if you want to have a pop point, you have to have an anti string, let Gu Xingxi play the role of women's clothes, it must not be wrong.”

Seeing her ready-made appearance, the photographer could not be scared clearly and looked at her in surprise: ”is this really OK? I can't be the master. ”

If the propaganda is messed up at that time, the boss above can't bear to blame him.

”Now go to the editor in chief.”

Xia Xingcheng didn't say much, but said directly.

When the photographer saw this situation, he couldn't say anything more. He had to go out and call the editor in chief.

Xia Xingcheng is almost dressed up. He shouts Gu Xingxi aside.

”Xingxi, I think you already know what I mean. Just cooperate with me. Don't waste time. Take advantage of this opportunity.”

Although he has understood the meaning of Xia Xing orange, Gu Xingxi's heart is still full of surprises. He has never had such a bold idea. Is it really OK?

He was not used to his dress. At first he wanted to say no, but when he looked up and saw Xia Xingcheng's serious face, he couldn't bear to say no.

It's like a lost person finding a guide. Subconsciously, Gu Xingxi always thinks Xia Xingcheng can help him.

Nothing more, Gu Xingxi directly took the clothes and turned to the men's dressing room.

Xia Xingcheng can't help but feel relieved. In fact, she has her own plan to do so. Just when she was shooting, she suddenly thought that Gu Xingxi played the most ancient costumes. This set is obviously out of date, and the audience will lose its freshness. If we change the way of ancient costumes, will it make the audience feel fresh?