At first, Xue Yang was a little restrained. Although he loved photo editing, he truly disliked being photographed.
"Relax. Let your shoulders hang naturally... that's it. Look at me. Come on, look at my hand right here. Very good. Don't tremble. Relax your mouth... yes, just like that. Hold it."
CLICK.
CLICK.
CLICK.
The sound of the camera shutter echoed continuously on set, accompanied by flashing lights. Xue Yang forced himself to endure, barely managing to finish the first set of photos.
The team from Trendy Apparel was quite humane. They didn't push him to the brink just to get a good shot. After each set, someone would immediately bring over a coat to keep him warm. They only took it off right before the next set began.
After just one set, Xue Yang felt like he couldn't take the cold anymore; his hands and feet were completely numb.
Jennifer had been watching from the side the whole time. As soon as Xue Yang finished, he walked over.
