Having successfully brought the person to the film crew, everyone looked at the photographer carrying a camera on Wen Sining's back with curiosity and suspicion in their eyes.
"You really got him?" Qiao Xi appeared in front of Wen Sining in a flash and pulled her aside.
The photographer stood awkwardly beside them, looking at them at a loss.
"Yes. Get ready and start shooting," Wen Sining raised her hand to stop Qiao Xi from saying more.
With the photographer here, everyone who had been taking a break got back to work.
"Kang?" Wen Sining looked at the photographer and suddenly had a mental block, forgetting the rest of his name.
"Kang Shuai!" The photographer gestured the strokes and continued where Wen Sining had paused.
Wen Sining nodded apologetically and then said, "Sorry. I've got so many things on my mind that I forgot for a moment. Are you ready now?"
The shooting styles of the two sides were different, and so were the requirements for lighting. Kang Shuai had just readjusted the camera parameters and taken some shots of the set. He brought up the photos and said to Wen Sining, "I just took these. Do you think they're okay?"
The theme of the photos was petals, and the colors and composition ratios were excellent.
"These are really good," Wen Sining praised sincerely.
Kang Shuai was a young man who had just entered the photography circle. He rarely got the chance to shoot on his own and mostly helped the main photographers with photo - editing or setting up the scene and lighting. Hearing Wen Sining's praise, he immediately stood up straight, put his hand to his ear, and said, "I guarantee I'll complete the task."
Wen Sining, like a kind big sister, patted him on the shoulder and then turned to walk towards the dressing room. She had asked Qiao Xi to go and fetch Yun Chutong, but ten minutes had passed and the person still hadn't showed up.
"Qiao Xi?"
Seeing the person rushing out of the tent, Wen Sining called out and stopped her.
Qiao Xi looked ahead and then back at Wen Sining. She let out a long sigh on the spot and without a word, pulled Wen Sining into the dressing room.
As the curtain was opened, the room was in a complete mess. Cosmetics were scattered all over the table, and the makeup artist was standing there at a loss.
"What's going on?" Wen Sining surveyed the room and her gaze fell on Yun Chutong, who had her back to her. "Ms. Amanda, are you ready to start shooting now?"
Qiao Xi reached out her hand to stop her, but it was too late.
Yun Chutong turned around angrily, with big red bumps on her beautiful face.
"What's this?" Wen Sining asked, shifting her gaze to the cosmetics. She walked up quickly, picked up an opened bottle of foundation at random, and asked, "Is this what you used?"
Yun Chutong looked at Wen Sining as if she wanted to eat her alive. It was the makeup artist beside her who nodded in response.
Wen Sining lowered her head and smelled the opening of the foundation bottle. The fragrance was just like that of an ordinary foundation. She pumped out some foundation onto her palm, spread it out, and took a closer look at the semi - liquid paste on her palm.
Everything seemed normal, and there was no sign of a problem. Wen Sining looked at Yun Chutong's face again. The red and swollen bumps on her skin were real. Maybe these cosmetics really didn't suit her.
"Ms. Wen, what do you think we should do now?" Sister Fang walked up angrily, demanding an explanation. "Amanda just got better from her hand injury and came here to shoot right away, for fear of delaying your time. But what about you? You use these uncertified products to fool us? Amanda is a top - tier celebrity after all. Now her face is ruined by the cosmetics you prepared. What if her acting career is over?"
"Did you use anything else while using this foundation?" Wen Sining asked the makeup artist.
After thinking carefully, the makeup artist shook her head uncertainly. "I don't think so."
If that was the case, then Yun Chutong was allergic to some ingredient in this foundation.
Having confirmed her suspicion, Wen Sining turned to look at Yun Chutong. "It might just be a simple allergy. I'll ask someone to prepare some anti - allergy medicine to apply later."
"Is this your solution?" Yun Chutong, who had been silent all this time, tilted her chin up and locked eyes with Wen Sining.
All they could do now was to get rid of the bumps on her face as soon as possible. Did she really have to take her to the hospital and test each ingredient on her body separately?
Wen Sining swallowed hard and patiently explained in a soft voice, "Ms. Amanda, you may have misunderstood me. I know that this skin allergy must be very annoying for you, but getting rid of the allergy takes time. You're our most important spokesperson now, and I'll do my best to treat your allergy as soon as possible."
Yun Chutong let out a cold laugh, raised her arm like a noble lady, and waited for Sister Fang to help her stand up from the chair. She walked up to Wen Sining and casually raised the corner of her lips in front of her.
Her hot breath fanned Wen Sining's ear. Wen Sining turned her head to look at Yun Chutong, who was getting closer.
"If my face doesn't get better, will the shooting have to be postponed again?"
Wen Sining frowned instantly and looked at Yun Chutong suspiciously.
Up close, she could clearly see the whiteheads on each red and swollen bump. Her whole face looked disgusting, and with her venomous expression at the moment, she seemed like a demon.
Wen Sining took a step to the side, looked Yun Chutong straight in the eye, and said, "Maybe. But since Ms. Amanda has had so many small accidents one after another, I can't help but be a bit superstitious and think that maybe Ms. Amanda isn't suitable to be our spokesperson this time."
Not a single photo had been taken, and she had either injured her hand or had a skin allergy. If it wasn't man - made, then it must be fate.
Wen Sining faced Yun Chutong's angry glare seriously. She had already made her point clear.
"Qiao Xi, go and tell everyone to call it a day now."
"Call it a day now?"
They had just found the photographer.
Wen Sining repeated her order. "Yes. Go and arrange it."
With an unwilling look on her face, Qiao Xi walked out of the dressing room. Through the thin curtain, her plaintive sigh drifted in.
"Ms. Amanda, you'd better go back and rest early. Our shooting will proceed as scheduled tomorrow. If you feel unwell and can't shoot, please let me know in advance tonight. I'll have to prepare a second plan then." Wen Sining informed her completely. After saying that, she didn't stay for a moment longer and turned to leave.
With a crash, the things on the dressing table fell to the ground. Yun Chutong's ferocious expression was reflected in the mirror. The makeup artist behind her was so scared that she didn't even dare to blink.
"You can go out first," Sister Fang came to her senses and immediately ordered the makeup artist to leave.