Chapter 816 Which is better

   "An Chen, we still have the last group today. After filming, we will call it a day. I have already booked a place, and I will meet you later."

  When the editor-in-chief of the magazine saw An Chen coming out after changing his clothes, his eyes lit up, and he was very glad that his decision to wait for An Chen to shoot was so correct.

  Their magazine is also one of the several well-known magazines in China. Whether it is a well-known superstar or top traffic, they have cooperated before, but he feels that this cooperation with An Chen is the most satisfying in a long time.

  Whether it’s the looks, the overall styling this time around, or the cooperation between An Chen and the photographer, even the venue and scene fit each other this time.

   The weather wasn't cold, but An Chen still sneezed several times.

   "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Ji Xuan handed An Chen a tissue.

   "No." An Chen shook his head, then wiped his nose with a tissue, and then muttered in his heart, who the **** kept talking about her.

   After about an hour, An Chen's work here was completely over. He simply ate a box lunch at noon, and he had already booked a restaurant for the evening.

The staff was already cleaning up the venue, and An Chen also went to change back his clothes. His back hurts when he raised his arms, and he has been doing various movements for the past few days. An Chen doesn't know what is behind him now such a situation.

   Stretched out his hand on the gauze and touched it, there was no blood, it was dry, it should be fine, so An Chen put his clothes on it directly.

   The wound on the arm was supposed to be healing, but after several frequent repetitions, the current wound is still the same as the original wound, and nothing has changed.

   It's okay if there is no bleeding. An Chen is very big-hearted anyway, so he didn't respond, and put on his clothes directly.

   When she came out, An Chen saw that the cameraman was still sitting on the chair, maintaining the same shape as when she went in to change clothes just now.

  The staff also avoided that area when they were packing, and the other things around were almost packed, except for the chair, the table where the cameraman was, and the computer on it.

   "Mr. Zhang, we're calling it a day." A staff member went over to remind him, but the cameraman didn't answer.

   "Teacher Zhang?" The staff member shouted again.

   "Huh? Sigh, it's just in time. Which of these two looks better?" The cameraman turned the computer screen so that the staff could see it.

   "What?" The staff member looked at the two photos on the screen, and suddenly had some doubts about his life. He really didn't see the difference between the left and right photos, they were obviously the same.

   "Which one looks better?" The photographer looked at the staff excitedly, expecting his answer.

   "The one on the left?" The staff member looked uncertain, so he had to choose one at random. In his eyes, the two photos were clearly the same.

   "Left? Are you sure?"

  It was randomly selected, and there was no difference. When asked by the photographer, the staff still doubted themselves.

   "The one on the right?" The staff re-selected, but it was still an uncertain interrogative sentence.

   "Which side is it? Why change one at a time?"

   "That's the one on the left." The staff finally became firm and pointed to the photo on the left with a positive expression.

   "Okay." The photographer agreed, and then the staff clearly saw that the photographer had saved the photo on the right.

  (end of this chapter)