Transcript:
China’s a huge place.
Ask Huang, he knew it best. Owner of an amatuer model website, he knew the number of unique hits on his website could go up to millions. But Huang realised that the sheer scale of population in China meant if people go missing, no one would miss them. Likewise, if new people came in, it wouldn’t make much of a difference and no one would notice them.
Today’s photoshoot would be for Ai Xue. The theme, due to popular demand, would be maids. Huang shook his head as he began applying foundation make-up to his face, they really loved it after all. Being short and stuck with a body that could be described as male adolescent, Huang was never manly but rather boyish-looking. Because of that, people never treated him seriously until he found a knack in doing makeup and using photoshops.
After he finished his makeup, Huang proceeded to wear his wig and combed his hair; a girl in the reflection mimicked his action. Satisfied, Huang proceeded to dress up; the silky touch of the maid costume, arm-length gloves and black stockings with lace tops, pleased Huang tremendously. Setting the self-timer of his camera, Huang had disappeared and Ai Xue had come. “A beautiful illusion”, Ai Xue mused as she heard the camera clicked and flashed, “too bad, they are too fragile,” she sighed as she thought about the heavy amount of photoshop filters to maintain illusion.
