Chapter 091: Lin Lang Was Left Speechless
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After Lin Lang resumed filming, he transformed into an elegant Piano Prince, like a top male model, striking various cool and handsome poses. Through Ma Xiaofei's camera lens, he displayed various captivating gazes, utterly enchanting.
After all, Lin Lang was a professional at showing off.
The stylist, lighting technician, and set crew members revolved around Lin Lang in the studio, assisting with the filming.
“Be cooler!”
“Please be even cooler!”
Ma Xiaofei’s voice was like a magic spell, making Lin Lang instinctively pose according to her guidance, using every cool and handsome move he knew.
“Yes!”
“Make your eyes brighter!”
In Ma Xiaofei's lens, Lin Lang's gaze gradually became sharp and profound, as if it could penetrate the lens and reach the readers' hearts, almost explosively handsome.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Make your eyes even brighter!”
Fashion photographer Ma Xiaofei had an alluring figure. She continuously pressed the shutter, and Lin Lang cooperated perfectly with her. Their Degree of tacit understanding seemed to have already surpassed the limits of a first-time collaboration.
“OK!”
“That’s the feeling!”
Ma Xiaofei looked at Lin Lang in the lens, feeling a sudden surge of emotion, a desire to fall in love, which caught her off guard.
This was the first time Ma Xiaofei, since her debut as a professional photographer, had developed such an unusual feeling for a subject she was photographing, deeply attracted by Lin Lang.
As the saying goes, when men and women work together, the work isn't tiring. The mutual attraction between a handsome man and a beautiful woman made the filming process very smooth.
The portrait photos basically didn't need retouching; Lin Lang's good looks did most of the work.
Even with a 'death angle' close-up, Lin Lang was still ridiculously handsome, his good looks exceptionally striking.
Ma Xiaofei continued her professional photography while teasing, “Lin Da Shuaige, you could clearly rely on your looks, yet you won the Master Cup with your talent. Your future career will surely be smooth, and you’ll become famous all over the country.”
Lin Lang struck a very high-class pose, his eyes full of charm, intensely captivating the lens in Ma Xiaofei’s hand as he replied, “I also want to be low-key, but my strength doesn’t allow it.”
Lin Lang seemed to be emitting an irresistible attraction that made Ma Xiaofei involuntarily fall for him.
Ma Xiaofei smiled, pursed her lips, and then changed the subject, mischievously saying, “Shooting this kind of conventional Piano Prince image is too lacking in novelty. Lin Da Shuaige, take off your suit jacket.”
Lin Lang did as he was told, taking off his suit jacket and handing it to the photography assistant.
Ma Xiaofei, holding her DSLR camera, continued mischievously, “Unbutton a few of your shirt buttons.”
“No! Unbutton all of your shirt buttons. Let’s try a sexy male pianist persona and shoot a set of portraits to see the effect.”
Lin Lang was stunned. He looked at Ma Xiaofei with some hesitation, seemingly puzzled by her request.
However, Ma Xiaofei didn't give Lin Lang much time to think. Her work attitude was very assertive; she even walked closer to Lin Lang with a mischievous smile and personally unbuttoned his shirt.
One button.
Two buttons.
It wasn’t until Ma Xiaofei had unbuttoned all of Lin Lang’s white shirt buttons that a bewildered Lin Lang finally came to his senses.
“Uh… Xiaofei Jie, what are you doing?”
Ma Xiaofei playfully touched Lin Lang’s abs, teasing with a mischievous smile, “I’m providing Welfare for female readers.”
Hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.
Lin Lang was somewhat reluctantly forced to reveal his muscular chest and abs, perfectly showcasing a god-like physique that looked lean in clothes and muscular without them.
“Wow…”
The female set crew members on site all gasped in infatuation, attracted by Lin Lang's perfect physique.
“nice!”
“Letting readers see your abs, that’s the sexy feeling!”
Ma Xiaofei snapped her fingers, re-entered filming mode, looked at the deadly charming Lin Lang in the lens, and continued mischievously, “Come on, Lin Da Shuaige, lift your shirt a bit more so I can see your deltoids and trapezius muscles.”
“Uh…”
Lin Lang asked with some doubt, “Xiaofei Jie, is your ‘Piano Art’ magazine a serious magazine?”
Ma Xiaofei kept switching angles to photograph Lin Lang, replying as she pressed the shutter, “Of course we’re a serious piano magazine. Why do you ask?”
“Since your ‘Piano Art’ is a serious magazine, do you also rely on male beauty to attract female readers?”
Ma Xiaofei replied with a mischievous smile, “I’m not only providing Welfare for female readers, but also gaining female fans for you.”
Feeling like he was selling his looks, Lin Lang was forced to cooperate with Ma Xiaofei's shooting, reluctantly striking a series of cool, handsome, and sexy poses.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaofei immediately pressed the shutter excitedly, capturing every stunning moment of Lin Lang’s overflowing charm.
“Look at the lens!”
“Make your eyes a bit more melancholic!”
“Yes, just like that!”
“Lift your shirt a bit more, let the female readers see your chest and abs, it’ll make them blush!”
“OK!”
“Excellent!”
“That’s the feeling of being cool, aloof, and a bit secretly flirtatious!”
“Take off your shirt and drape it over your shoulder, sit on the piano stool and look down at a 45-degree angle, with that feeling of lowered eyes and brows!”
“Very good!”
“Photography assistant, scatter rose petals on the piano keys, hand Lin Da Shuaige a red rose, and have him lean against the piano, closing his eyes and smelling the flower!”
“Great!”
“That’s the exact mood!”
“Come, let’s try another pose. Lin Da Shuaige, please cover your left eye with the rose!”
“Yes!”
“Just like that!”
“Now, change to holding the rose in your mouth, lowering your head slightly with your chin tucked, and holding the piano tuning wrench dangling towards the ground in your hand, giving off that vibe of a psychopathic killer.”
“Awesome!”
“Lin Da Shuaige, you’ve nailed all the micro-expressions for a cold, intense gaze!”
“Your swagger is off the charts, Lin Da Shuaige, it’s a waste if you don’t become a male model!”
Lin Lang, who was forced to cooperate, complained, “Did I sacrifice a bit too much of my good looks today?!”
Ma Xiaofei, however, smiled mischievously, “Photography assistant, get a kettle over here, quickly!”
The photography assistant hurriedly handed the kettle to Ma Xiaofei.
Ma Xiaofei approached Lin Lang with a mischievous smile, playfully spraying water on his chest and abs with the kettle. The splashing water was cool, turning into flowing droplets on Lin Lang’s body.
“Uh…”
Lin Lang was once again bewildered, exclaiming, “Xiaofei Jie, what kind of crazy stunt is this again? Why are you spraying water on me?!”
Ma Xiaofei couldn't help but laugh as she replied, “It’s for the shoot!”
Ma Xiaofei sprayed water with the kettle while taking the opportunity to playfully touch Lin Lang, stroking his abs and chest a few times; the feel was exceptionally good.
“Uh…”
“Even if spraying water on me is for the shoot, then Xiao Fei, your touching and groping my chest and abs, isn’t that also for the shoot?”
Ma Xiaofei replied with a straight face, “Of course it’s for the shoot!”
“I’m spraying water on you to make the droplets stay on your chest and abs, to create a visual sense of flowing hormones.”
“I must state here, I wasn’t taking advantage of you. The water spray was just uneven, and I was helping you with my hand to make the water droplets on your chest and abs more even, purely for the sake of the shoot.”
Lin Lang was speechless after hearing this. He clearly was at a disadvantage, being taken advantage of by the 'salty pig hands' of a femme fatale, but he had to suffer in silence.
To be openly taken advantage of by Ma Xiaofei in the studio under such high-sounding pretexts, Lin Lang was truly baffled.
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At this moment, Lin Lang felt as if he was sparring with a female playboy, and he was at a disadvantage, being toyed with at will by Ma Xiaofei.
This feeling of being at a disadvantage when sparring with a femme fatale, being manipulated step by step by Ma Xiaofei, his lover Marry Yang's best friend, left Lin Lang feeling utterly bewildered.
Because Ma Xiaofei’s flirting was very obvious, looking at Ma Xiaofei in her black stockings and tight denim miniskirt, with her full and alluring bust, Lin Lang couldn’t help but overthink.
“What’s going on?”
“What exactly does Ma Xiaofei mean?”
“Is this hot, divorced young woman too lonely and seeking excitement by seducing her best friend’s lover?”
“Or is she a Little Fairy sent by my lover, Marry Yang, to test my loyalty?”
Lin Lang, considering that Ma Xiaofei was his lover Marry Yang's best friend, found it difficult to make a move easily and temporarily had no good solution for Ma Xiaofei.
The highest realm of sparring between masters is to win without moves.
Lin Lang decided to remain unchanged to deal with all changes, continuing to play dumb and pretend not to understand Ma Xiaofei’s flirting signals.
So, Lin Lang could only bite the bullet and cooperate with Ma Xiaofei’s bizarre requests, continuing to shoot the cover and illustrations for “Piano Art” magazine.
“Come on, Lin Da Shuaige, lie provocatively on the piano, gently caressing the black and white keys, female readers will like it even more!”
“nice!”
“A perfectly expressive gaze!”
“Give me another over-the-shoulder glance while leaning against the piano, showing your back muscles and your shapely buttocks in your suit pants, with a hint of haziness in your melancholic eyes. Yes, that’s the kind of flirtatious gaze!”
“OK!”
“We want that feeling of a 'milf killer'!”
…
The shooting lasted for nearly two hours…
Ma Xiaofei enthusiastically photographed Lin Lang, making all sorts of bizarre requests, as if deliberately trying to tease and prank him, and also as if she was reluctant to end the shoot.
This way, Ma Xiaofei could openly and brazenly observe Lin Lang through the lens, peeking at his muscular and perfect body, and verbally teasing his emotions.
Lin Lang felt as if the camera's flash was almost blinding him.
“I’m not saying anything, but Miss, a few photos are enough. Why are you still shooting endlessly?”
“If I had known your magazine was so full of tricks, I wouldn't have accepted this gig. You’ve already changed one memory card, and this one must be almost full too, right?”
“Your camera must be almost out of battery, right?”
Ma Xiaofei, while feasting her eyes and pressing the shutter, mischievously smiled and said, “Don’t act coy after getting a good deal. Only big names in the music industry get to be on our magazine cover.”
“The cover person for our last ‘Piano Art’ magazine was Leon Lai, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Hong Kong.”
“Miss is one of Shanghai’s top fashion photographers. Minor celebrities can’t afford to have me personally shoot their portraits. Once you see your finished artistic portraits stunning readers in the magazine, you’ll definitely thank me.”
Lin Lang said melancholically, “Then I thank you!”
“No!”
“I thank your whole family!”
Ma Xiaofei stopped shooting after hearing this, looking at Lin Lang with a less-than-friendly gaze, and weakly asked, “Why thank my whole family?”
“Lin Da Shuaige, why do I feel like that sentence is an insult?”
Although Ma Xiaofei didn't understand the internet slang “I thank your whole family,” she could sense from Lin Lang's tone that there was an underlying meaning to the phrase.
Lin Lang smiled and replied, “Miss, how dare I curse you? I’m just greeting your whole family!”
“Lin Da Shuaige, are you playing mind games with me?”
“Why do I feel like when you say ‘greeting my whole family,’ you’re also cursing me?”
Lin Lang wiped away cold sweat after hearing this, thinking to himself, “Ma Xiaofei couldn’t have understood this future internet slang, could she?”
