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The current timeline is Wei Xu¡¯s first time using the original owner¡¯s work, and the original owner hasn¡¯t photographed that work yet, so the original owner didn¡¯t have any reaction when he saw it just now.
Someone asked her about something just now, so she came and talked for a while. It should be over now.
Wei Xu won the first place in this competition, but the male protagonist tied for first place with her
Mingshu said that he has seen people on the market, no matter how weird the fake heroine is, so this is nothing
Um! Let¡¯s find something to eat first!
"Qiao Qiao."
As soon as Mingshu stood up, a boy came in from outside. He had a handsome face. When he smiled, he was sunny and handsome. He was very popular. The most important thing was that he was very tall.
The original owner was 1.68 meters tall and wore high heels. Standing in front of him, he looked shorter.
"Why are you hiding here? I've been looking for you for a long time." The boy said, "What did Director Shang tell you just now?"
This is Jiang Qiao¡¯s friend, Wen Xiaqing.
The two are schoolmates and have a good relationship, but Wen Xiaqing is a model and quite famous.
As for the Director Shang he mentioned, he was the director of a well-known magazine. Because something happened in their company, the dedicated photographer resigned, and Jiang Qiao was asked to go to the emergency department the day after tomorrow.
We have a cooperative relationship with Director Jiang Qiao and Monk, so we agreed after discussing the work content.
"Ask me to take photos the day after tomorrow." Mingshu said, "Is it over outside?"
"Oh." Wen Xiaqing obviously also knew that Jiang Qiao and Director Shang had a cooperative relationship. He considered his words, "Qiao Qiao, do you think the style of the girl who won the first place today is somewhat similar to yours?"
No matter what it is, it will form a personal style, and the same is true for photography.
But it¡¯s not easy to develop a personal style.
Although Wen Xiaqing is not a photographer, he often follows Jiang Qiao to watch her take pictures. When he has nothing to do, he will also attend some classes with her, so he still knows a little bit about getting started.
"It's not similar." Mingshu smiled slightly, it was Jiang Qiao's later work.
Every photographer¡¯s style will change with time, the photographer¡¯s experience and other factors, so when comparing now, I can only feel that they are similar.
The works produced by the fake heroine should be based on the future release time, not the shooting time.
¡°For example, Jiang Qiao¡¯s friends¡¯ and her own works were shot for a long time and have not been released.
"Isn't it similar?" Wen Xiaqing was confused, "What is that? It looks a bit similar to me Hey, could it be that I saw it wrong?"
Mingshu picked up his bag and walked outside, "Why do you care so much? Are you going to eat?"
Nothing is more important than snacks.
Only when you are full can you have the energy to increase the hatred value!
When we went out, the outside was almost empty, and only the winners were still being interviewed.
¡°¡Thank you for the recognition from the competition. I believe that I can produce better works in the future.¡±
When Mingshu passed by Wei Xu, he happened to hear these words.
She turned her head slightly and glanced at Wei Xu.
Wei Xu raised his eyes and happened to see her, their eyes collided in the air.
Mingshu showed a standard smile.
Wei Xu had guessed a lot now, so when she saw Ming Shu, she felt somewhat guilty. She quickly looked away, "Thank you everyone, I'm done."
"Hey, Jiang Qiao!"
Someone above called Jiang Qiao¡¯s name.
Mingshu raised his eyebrows and looked over. He was the person in charge of the organizer of this competition.
He waved to Mingshu and said, "Come on, Jiang Qiao, please say a few words to encourage them."
Mingshu waved his hand, "No more talking, I'm busy catching up on the dinner party."
""
Wen Xiaqing was a little embarrassed, but no one could tell that he was wearing a mask.
After leaving the venue, Wen Xiaqing said: "Qiao Qiao, isn't it a bit bad for you to reject me like this?"
"Do they look angry?"
"It's okay." It's just a few words, it's not a big deal, but there is definitely some discomfort in my heart.
Especially those who have won awards will think that she is putting on airs, and friction will inevitably arise when they meet her in the future.
"That's a pity."
Wen Xiaqing: "" What does this regretful tone mean? Do you still want them to be angry?
Wen Xiaqing felt it was clear?It's weird, but I can't tell you exactly.
He had work in the evening, and someone came to pick him up after dinner with Mingshu.
Models are better than celebrities. People who are not from that circle are rarely recognized, so when Wen Xiaqing comes out, no one will say anything about him.
"Qiao'er isn't going to see Xia Qing's show?" The driver was Wen Xiaqing's agent, who was very familiar with the original owner.
"I won't go." Mingshu stood on the roadside and shook his head.
I still need to get familiar withwhat delicious food is there in this world.
There is no time to go to any show.
The manager joked, Wen Xiaqing asked Mingshu to go back and pay attention to safety, and then the two drove away.
Mingshu returned to where he lived according to the memory of the original owner.
The original owner lived in a shared apartment, but her roommate was not very good and often brought people back in the middle of the night. The roommate just took the items bought by the original owner without asking a question.
With such a roommate, Mingshu would not dare to put the snacks he bought outside and carry them all into his room.
Mingshu checked the balance of the original owner in the room and prepared to change the house.
The original owner can live in such a place, but she cannot.
As a result, Mingshu discovered that the original owner was extremely poor. Part of the money she earned was transferred to her family, and the rest was used to buy equipment.
The photography industry is very expensive, so the original owner has no extra money at all. The balance in the card now is enough for her
The price of being a genius is painful.
Can you replace it with a rich second generation who is just eating and waiting to die?
[¡] If the host works hard, you will become a rich generation.
Mingshu sighed, it seems he has to work hard to make money.
Otherwise, I can only drink Northwest Wind in the future.
Mingshu looked around. Although he had an unreliable roommate, the original owner's room was quite large and had a separate bathroom. The bed is on the inside and surrounded by crystal curtains.
Outside is a row of shelves and tables, with many cameras placed on the shelves.
¡°The original owner¡¯s money probably¡was spent on this.
There is no hope of moving, at least not now.
Mingshu tidied up and went to bed directly.
Mingshu was woken up. She touched her phone and checked the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening
The sound came from the living room, rock music mixed with loud voices.
The sound insulation effect of this house is very good. She is sitting in the room now, but she can hear the sound outside, which shows how noisy the sound is.
Mingshu opened the door and went out. The sound was almost deafening. Two men and two women were playing on the sofa.
The living room was in a mess, with eaten takeaways, plastic bags, snack bags, wine bottles, and cigarette butts strewn all over the floor.
The air is mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, which is a bit pungent.
One of the short-haired girls saw Mingshu and said hello, "Are you back? I thought you weren't back."
"Who is your friend?" The boy next to the short-haired girl winked, "Let's play together."
"No, my roommate." The short-haired girl glared at the boy dissatisfied, "Don't worry, you can't even turn your eyes when someone is beautiful."
"How can it be possible"
Mingshu leaned against the door with a smile on his face, "It's nine o'clock now, it's already bedtime." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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