Chapter 23 Is there anything dirty in the camera? (Please follow me!)
"Jiang Mumu, lend me your camera."
After dinner, I came to the door of the hotel, Xiangyang pulled down the window, and prepared to follow the doorman. Jiang Mumu shouted as he entered the hotel.
"Okay, boss." Jiang Mumu stopped, turned around obediently, took out a Leica camera from his bag and handed it to Xiang Yang, "Can I use it for the computer?"
"No, I have it in my suitcase." Xiang Yang answered simply.
After checking that the camera was Leica's M8, which had just been launched, Xiang Yang smacked his lips and said:
"Okay, do you have a memory card?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Jiang Mumu said. , and found a small bag from the bag.
“There’s nothing unclean, right?” Xiang Yang joked when he took it. After all, what happened last year (2008) was very popular in the entertainment industry, and things like cameras, computers, and memory cards are all relatively sensitive.
“How is that possible!” Jiang Mumu wrinkled her nose, and the soles of her shoes made a crisp sound with the ground.
"Okay, okay, you don't mind the pain in your feet, so hurry up." Xiangyang smiled, waved, and made a phone gesture before starting the car, indicating that the other party would call him after checking in. A text message or something like that.
"You should leave quickly, I am not a child anymore."
Jiang Mumu raised her eyebrows and urged impatiently.
Watching Xiangyang drive away, she turned around with a smile and walked into the lobby of the 5-star hotel with the hotel doorman waiting for her.
“I can finally access the Internet. I don’t know what new topics Qian’s family will have today.”
Thinking of a photo she treasured, she immediately asked her idol to handwrite a blessing. The joyful smile on her face was full of expectation.
……
It is different from the eldest lady staying in a big hotel.
The place where Xiang Yang lives, the guest house in his mouth, is a small hotel very close to the Replica Research Institute.
The price is cheap and affordable, and the soundproofing in the room is not very good. Apart from being slightly damp and having no wireless Internet access equipment, it is actually not bad.
The title of designer may seem very lofty, but it is the same as other industries.
There is glamor that makes people yearn for, and there is also unexpected dedication.
The dense and dangerous tropical rain forests of the Amazon, the barren grasslands of Africa with wild animals, a well-known mountain range towering into the clouds, and an unknown alley in a busy city can be seen in their pursuit of Trails of inspiration.
During work, Xiangyang has requirements for where to live, but this aspect also needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis.
Just like now, although the conditions of this small hotel are average, it is so close to the Replica Research Center that you can see a corner of it while standing in front of the window.
It can create more convenience for him who already has little time.
First he took a hot shower in the bathroom, dried himself with the towel he brought and changed clothes. While wiping his wet hair, Xiangyang took the computer and camera to the desk.
“The memory card is full.” After plugging in the network cable, starting the computer, taking the camera and opening it, Xiangyang noticed the message that the memory was full.
This made him smack his lips.
Looking through the dozen or so photos he took recently, he found that they were taken by Jiang Mumu after he came to the Replica Research Institute today. He nodded a few times with slight approval, but immediately his eyebrows furrowed.
"Liu Qianqian...Liu Qianqian...Liu Qianqian..."
"This girl is really good..."
Complaining, Xiang Yang changed a memory card... He suddenly wanted to call the person who just called him Jiang Mumu called her back and told her whether you want to be a paparazzi or not, you can't live up to your talent in photography.
Yes, after looking through some photos in succession, Xiang Yang couldn't help but praise her. This girl's photography skills are indeed good.
Although most of the photos are snapshots, the sense of moment is well captured. There are several pictures with complete and clean compositions and well-controlled lighting angles, which make people’s eyes bright. The same goes for the people in the photos.
Some are fresh and refined, some are playful and cute, some are dazed and cute, and some are cold and pretty...
Loneliness is unavoidable late at night, and the heart of an old man will be like the branches of a bamboo forest filled with moonlight. , swaying with the breeze, making a faint "rustling" sound,
"It's just...it's pretty good-looking."
Gazing at the people in the photo, Xiang Yang suddenly shook his head, After driving away the distracting thoughts that flashed in my mind, my eyes moved from the camera to the computer and back to the camera.
"This guy! How many photos did she take!"
......
A sumptuous dinner, the magazine shooting team had a great time.
In a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, they finished dinner and dispersed after seeing that it was getting late.
After saying goodbye to the editor and photographer, Liu Qianqian returned to the hotel lobby with her mother, looking a little complicated.
A day of shooting made her feel physically exhausted, but listening to others chatting about interesting things about the local night market during dinner aroused her reverie in her mind.
Due to work, she has been to Wanbei several times, but she has never gone for a proper shopping trip.
"Mom, can I ask Zhao Xin to go shopping with me, hehe." Liu Qianqian couldn't control her thoughts and knew that she had to pass her mother's test when she went out. Liu Qianqian's tone was full of coquettish sweetness. .
“No,” Liu Xiaoli glanced at her daughter and refused simply.
Seeing that her mother disagreed without even thinking about it, Liu Qianqian was not discouraged. She shook Liu Xiaoli’s arm like a little girl and said:
"Mom~ I'm just going to take a look. How about you go with me?"
"Sissi, go to bed early. I understand that you want to relax and wait until you have time." Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips. , shook his head at his daughter, and looked at her oval face with distress, "Look at your eyes, didn't the makeup artist say that you are not in good condition today?"
"Then...Okay then. "Liu Qianqian pouted, her voice a little disappointed.
Looking at her disappointed expression, Liu Xiaoli felt uncomfortable. At first, she did not want her daughter to enter the entertainment industry. In addition to being too complicated, there were also reasons for this. .
Once you become a public figure, free and private time becomes scarce.
"Okay, mom promises you, I'll wait until I have time." Walking into the elevator, she patted her daughter's hand as a sign of agreement.
"What about tomorrow?"
As soon as Liu Qianqian heard this, a smile appeared on her face and she proposed again.
But never thought that Liu Xiaoli would refuse again.
Liu Qianqian was puzzled, her brows still showing her stubbornness, "Mom, you said you have time. After shooting tomorrow, everything will be fine."
"Why is there nothing? I've already booked the hotel with someone. You need to call to make an appointment."
Looking at her daughter, after the "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.
Liu Xiaoli, who turned around, did not notice that Liu Qianqian frowned inadvertently after hearing this sentence.
"Why did I mention him again while we were talking?"
Thinking to herself, Liu Qianqian raised the tip of her nose and wrinkled the corners of her mouth, and Liu Xiaoli's voice came from the front, " You didn’t make an appointment with me, did you?”
"Mom, you just told me to book a restaurant..."
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