23 Feeding the Pack of Hungry Eyes (2/2)

”Mr. Ye can walk about the house in any way you like—just pretend like this is your house— the camera will follow you, and perhaps we'll catch some useable shots.” The director saw Ye Shuang had gotten bored enough to pull out his phone to read, so he wandered over to give him some basic tasks.

Of course, this wasn't how a video shooting was supposed to be; even a commercial had its own script and specific shots. However, Ye Shuang was such good model material that even when he leaned against a wall, it was a poster-worthy shot. Even the camera crew, who had filmed many celebrities before, were impressed by his natural charm while they waited for Fang Fei to get ready.

It was because of this that the director had come up with such a strange idea. After all, the commercial was supposed to focus on a new life in a new home. Furthermore, he felt like it would be such a waste to not make use of such a wonderful talent. Even if the material didn't fit the ideal of the commercial, they could edit it to put it on their website for the purpose of promotion. With this male lead, they would get plenty of clicks.

After hearing from Fang Mo that this was perhaps the first and last time Ye Shuang would agree to being in front of the camera, the director knew he had make use of this opportunity to record as much as he could. Too few scenes of the female lead? Who cares‽ As long as he handed in enough material, the rest was the problem of the editor and the management.

Ye Shuang looked away from the web novel she was reading. She asked rather blurrily, ”Is it okay to use all this furniture?”

Ye Shuang glanced at the sofa, television, the bar counter. If she ruined any one of them, she would have to sell her kidney to pay for the repairs. Maybe these are just on loan from the mall and will have to be returned after the shoot is finished? If I leave a palm print, Fang Mo will have a hard time explaining it to the sponsor!

”Yes, feel free to make use of all the furniture.” The director solved Ye Shuang's concern with one sentence. ”The company's boss plans to move into this place after the rest of renovation is finished, so just pretend you're a guest at a friend's house.”

Ye Shuang sighed in relief. ”Thank you for telling me that.”

Then, she planted herself ass-first on the nearest sofa. She extended her long legs forward and leaned back lazily. As she stretched, Ye Shuang's shirt lifted up slightly to reveal a flat lower stomach, which caused the female workers who were quietly observing him to blush in unison. Even Fang Fei, who was sitting in the make-up chair at the other end of the room, kept sneaking glances at Ye Shuang through the mirror.

Ye Shuang, on her part, didn't notice the pack of hungry eyes on her. She had left home early in the morning to rush to the company. After getting the information from the receptionist, she'd rushed from the company to this new building that Fang Mo's company had just finished. Since she was afraid of dirtying the furniture, she had been standing since she'd arrived… Even though her physical body had already been optimized to not feel fatigue anymore, mentally speaking, she was still quite tired.