351 Throwing tantrum in the changing room 02 (1/2)

The director looked at Ryn for five minutes before he waved his hand, allowing her to eat.

”Thank you,” Ryn said and quickly walked to the table full of food. She again took a plate and started to fill it with food. Mindful of the shooting would start any minute, she only chose food she could hold with her hand and did not require any utensil.

She chose a chair to sit and ate her food quietly. She was not scared to eat even though she was wearing a cheongsam. After all, she told herself a few times, she needed to add more weight. Even Jeremy commented upon it last night when he stared at her collar bones.

She scowled at the memory. He almost ruined the moment with his lament. Luckily, he managed to bring back the mood or she would kick him out of the bed last night!

She bitted into the chocolate muffin to express her anger toward her boyfriend.

Irene finally came out of the changing room. Her face was red with anger as she huffed and puffed. However, her expression changed when she met the director. She smiled and even acted like a blushing bride.

Ryn almost dropped the fried shrimp she was eating when she saw how Irene was acting. Was this a play in a theatre?

”Sorry for making you wait. There are some problems with the wardrobe. Can we start now?” Irene asked. She glanced to the side, where Ryn was, and smirked.

Ryn was startled when she saw it. What was wrong with Irene today?

”Alright, both of you come here. I'll explain the theme for the shoot today,” the director said. However, contrary to Irene's expectation, the director ignored her and smiled at Ryn.

Irene's smile froze. Instead of lashing out at the treatment she received, she gripped her fists to ease the fury and faked an innocent smile as she listened to him. Well, she tried to listen but the anger was filled into her brain until she barely understood his instruction.

”Understand? Is the camera ready?” the director looked at the cameraman and once he received the nod, he waved his hand for the two models to start.

Ryn went to her spot and looked at the camera. Her expression changed according to the mood as she posed.

Irene, on the other hand, was a bit stiff. She glanced at how Ryn posed and imitated her but she looked awkward. And with her deliberately standing in front of Ryn to steal the show, it became more apparent.

The director frowned when he saw it. He crossed his arms as his face darkened.

The cameraman looked at the director for instruction. Even looking through his lens, the look was not good.

The cameraman let out a heavy sigh. It seemed like they would end this shooting late in the night.

”What do you think you're doing?” the director started shouting and everyone jerked in shock.

Ryn blinked her eyes in a puzzle. Was it her? She already put herself in the character.

Irene, thinking it was Ryn's fault, smirked at Ryn.

”Irene, yes, you,” the director jumped to his feet and pointed at Irene.

”Me?” Irene pointed to herself in shock.

”Yes, you. How long have you been a model? Don't you even understand the concept of this shoot? It's an oriental enchanted night. What do you think you're doing?” the director barked angrily.

”Wh… what?” Irene choked out in shock. Her eyes began to get wet as she was shocked to the core receiving the shout.

”You think by giving that poor imitation of pose you do a good job? No…” the director shook his head, ”Ryn, stand in front the whole shoot. I don't want them to be ruined.���