Cong Nianwei's eyes were fixed on Qin Guan from the moment he entered the venue.
Qin Guan took the Bloody Mary from Renana in his black leather boots. The cocktail, which was similar to blood in a square glass, was full of a dangerous smell.
It was really hard on the props. They didn't prepare something as cheap as tomato juice and mixed it with vodka.
Qin Guan walked to the edge of the castle. Since he had followed the man's instructions, he could control a lot of space.
The artificial sunset was a warm red sunset. Dracula, who was dressed elegantly, had an extremely gloomy expression on his face.
The darkness of his world was about to descend. Every inch of land under the curtain of the night would tremble in fear.
The red blood on the white finger was so pure that it was almost transparent under the illumination of the light. Dracula's fangs were also exposed due to the stimulation of the blood.
Suddenly, Qin Guan moved. The vampire, who had always been cold and aloof, changed his style in an instant.
His sharp gaze, dancing eyebrows, and white hair fluttered naturally with the wind from the props outside the arena.
"Roar! Roar! "
His crazy roar was like a roar directed at his biggest enemy, an arrogant emperor who had been provoked, or a weak human being who was trying to show off his power.
Qin Guan's mouth opened wide, revealing his two curved fangs against the dark background of the castle.
His ferocious expression and dangerous expression, coupled with the red tears flowing down his cheeks, seemed to be telling a story about the slaughter of the whole world.
The model was acting wantonly, while the staff outside were frightened. Cong Nianwei, who had always been calm and collected, took a sip of water calmly.
On the other hand, Renana was so shocked that he almost dropped the bottle of wine in his hand. Anyone would be shocked if they yelled out loud without giving them any time to prepare themselves after being calm and collected.
There was another person who was as calm as Cong Nianwei though. R, who had been invited by NYLON at a high price, was excitedly working as a photographer.
He had originally planned to let his assistant take the shot for him, so that he could control the composition and feel of the shot. When Qin Guan walked up to the background, the old man, who had been motionless, stood up at his shout.
R grabbed the camera in his assistant's hand and strode over to Qin Guan, who was half a meter away from him.
The bright red drops of blood were like poppies quietly blooming in the background of the ancient castle. It was oppressive, dark, and unwillingly ordinary.
I yearn for the warm sun in winter, the sound of my heartbeat and the warmth of my blood. I can't blame anyone for this.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The flashing lights showed that the shooting was going smoothly. Qin Guan, who had gone crazy from playing, had entered a free state. He was calm and crazy.
He held the dark bars of the castle with one hand and drank the blood in the glass with the other. However, the castle, which was made of thin wooden boards and cardboard shells, was destroyed by Qin Guan's support.
"Crash …" "He fell …"
Not only the background, but also the model, Qin Guan, was buried in it. That was the consequence of a big mistake.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The calm old man didn't stop filming though. After a while, Qin Guan sat up in the ruins.
The wine splashed all over her face. Her silky white hair was now tinged with a dangerous shade of red.
The corners of his eyes were red, his lips, his chin and his Adam's apple rolled down his neck and into his pale, sexy chest.
"Okay! Perfect! Yes, just like that! " The old man, who had been indifferent to everything in the background, finally spoke for the first time in his career.
His empty and helpless face made one's heart ache. The vampires who were supposed to be strong looked pale and weak at this moment. They looked like they were on the verge of collapsing, making one feel lovable.
By the time Qin Guan came back to his senses, R had finished shooting. The two men, one old and one young, were staring at each other.
"You are good! C, give him my name card when you leave. "
Do you think you have saved the world by giving five cents to a tramp on the street?
Is it appropriate for you to be so arrogant?
By the time Qin Guan was pulled out of the ruins, the old man had already walked out with his hands clasped behind his back. His assistant shoved a business card into Cong Nianwei's hand and followed R like a wisp of smoke, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Renana, on the other hand, was extremely excited. Suddenly, she realized that she had been happy too early. Not only did this old man not take her, his real boss, seriously, but he also did not leave any negatives for her to keep for herself.
"Wait a minute, Mr. R!" Renana rushed out with the bottle in her hand. She was going to get the film, but she was going to take revenge on Qin Guan.
Qin Guan took off his wig and changed his clothes. He washed his face with make-up remover three times before he could go out.
Tomorrow was the release day of the magazine, which was also the last working day of the American holiday.
The atmosphere at Columbia University had become restless because of the interesting festival.
Little Halloween costumes could be seen everywhere, and they were also quietly performed in the university.
All kinds of activities would be held that day, such as the Monster League Carnival and the Halloween Cocktail Party.
The unique clothing stores on the side of the road were the sales champions of this period.
All kinds of monster costumes that children dreamed of could be bought there.
Thanks to the ingenuity of the Americans, Halloween became a festival of revelry.
On the eve of the festival, the atmosphere was strong. The latest issues of the major fashion magazines were placed in the red newsstands of the United States as scheduled.
Newspapers were still laid flat, and magazines were on the shelves. They were on the major subways, buses, and intersections. However, it was early in the morning, and people had just begun to spit out white mist from their mouths. It was a dazzling sight. The sales war of various magazines had already begun.
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