I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

But this feeling is very short-lived, just for a moment.

"Sorry," Xing Wen got up quickly, "I'll take you to wash it."

"Ah...what to wash?" The other party was still in a daze.

Xing Wen called an employee who was fishing to come over and hand out manuals and gifts, and walked around the crowd from behind.

This just gave him an excuse to leave, and the hard-working brother followed all the way with his signature face. Xing Wen took him to the bathroom behind the exhibition hall and motioned him to look in the mirror.

"Ouch." The other party was delighted when he saw it, "Mr. Xing, how can I be willing to wash this?"

"Wash it, I don't have that much fame to hang on people's faces." Xing Wen turned on the faucet for him.

"Hahaha," the brother laughed, holding water to wash his face, "Mr. Xing, you are as interesting as I thought."

"I don't think it's an advantage to be interesting." Xing Wen handed him the paper, looked at the face in front of him, and felt quite embarrassed.

The other party couldn't stop laughing, this person had a baby face, looked small, and looked like a boy next door.

"My name is Yuan Qi, and I'm a novice photographer. I usually take photos of clothes and jewelry for magazines." Yuan Qi stretched out his hand, "You are my idol, and I have fallen in love with your works since junior high school..."

"Hello. Just call you, we should be around the same age." Xing Wen shook his hand awkwardly.

Yuan Qi wore a rather ordinary khaki coat, and he didn't roll up his sleeves when he washed his face, and now the cuffs looked completely wet.

"To see you today...you, I'm so excited, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" Yuan Qi said.

"Thank you, but I have to go back to the exhibition hall soon." Xing Wen refused.

"Ah, that's right, I'm so excited and silly, I invite you when I'm so busy." Yuan Qi smiled without embarrassment.

Xing Wen now regrets going out to wash his face with the other party, and was asked for his contact information when they parted.

The two parted ways on the way back to the exhibition hall, Yuan Qi took a few steps and turned to wave to him, like a sunny and energetic boy.

Xing Wen couldn't help shivering.

He knew this Yuan Qi. In the previous world, he was a popular model under Mu Fox Company. After becoming popular, he had a tendency to develop into the entertainment industry.

As a new cash cow of the company, Yuan Qi came to Mu Chen's office several times, so he and Xing Wen also had a lot of face-to-face meetings.

Xing Wen didn't quite get used to Yuan Qi's sun-soaked appearance, he didn't expect that the other party would still look the same in a different world.

"Ah, teacher Xing, where have you been? I'm looking for you everywhere!" Su Xi saw him walking back from a distance, and hurriedly ran towards him.

"I went to the bathroom, what's wrong?" Xing Wen thought something serious happened.

"Mr. Gang Mu is here!" Su Xi was so excited, "I couldn't find you anywhere, and I was rushing to work again, so I left you a small gift."

"Him?" Xing Wen was quite surprised.

Mu Chen was sick the day before yesterday, so he went to work so soon?

"Yes, yes, come quickly!" Su Xi frantically waved at him.

Xing Wen followed her through the small hall with a dazed expression, and came to a place like a staff lounge, where a bunch of people were already standing around a big square box of unknown meaning.

"Teacher Xing, hurry up! Your family Mu Chen specially sent it, quickly open it and have a look!" The person in charge of the exhibition hall greeted loudly.

Everyone automatically moved out of the way, Xing Wen walked over with shame, first reached out and pulled the bow tie on the top of the gift box.

"It's so romantic." Everyone covered their eyes one after another, letting Xing Wen take the first look.

Xing Wen lifted the lid of the box and took a look, almost blinded: "..."

"What is it?" Seeing him, Su Xi hurriedly closed the box.

"...cake." Xing Wen guessed.

"Oh~ I made it myself~" Everyone clapped their hands and booed.

Xing Wen had never seen a cake like that before. It looked like it had been smashed and then reshaped. The cream was obviously squeezed on randomly.

If it wasn't for the quick glance at the small card written by Mu Chen, Xing Wen would have thought it was a prank.

Letter on the card: Thank you husband for making the porridge, I love you so much.

There is no signature, but just like Mu Fox often does on the slips of salary deductions, a small heart is drawn.

Xing Wen shivered, picked up the box and was about to go out.

"Hey, won't Teacher Xing share it with you?" The person in charge of the exhibition hall almost died of laughter.

"No... let's go." Whoever eats this stuff will get upset.

"Ms. Xing's possessiveness is so cute." Someone said with a small smile.

Xing Wen really wanted to lift the lid of the cake box and let this man have a full meal.

The photography exhibition will last for two weeks, Xing Wen has no need to go to the venue except for the opening day.

On the morning of the second day, he received a WeChat message from Yue Hengjie, discussing the shooting work of Barcelona.

Yue Hengjie was on a business trip abroad, so he emailed the magazine's recent shooting plans in advance and asked him to choose the projects he was interested in.

This form made Xing Wen a lot easier, and allowed him to choose his specialty back then as much as possible.

The projects given by Yue Hengjie are basically related to the recent hot movies and TV series, and the cooperation is all star actors who are currently popular.

This means that if the filming is not good and the filming is ugly, it is very likely to be sprayed to death by the fans of the actors.

Xing Wen repeatedly compared, and after excluding court costume dramas and all-star traffic blockbusters for the first time, he chose a handful of literary movies that have become popular recently.

Yue Hengjie: I knew you would choose this.

Yue Hengjie: You really like to take pictures of mountains and rivers, but you don't like to take pictures of people and things.

Xing Wenxiao, he is actually very superficial, and he likes to take pictures that are particularly beautiful and pure.Everything in nature is, and so can people, but the human heart is the most unpredictable thing.

Unexpectedly, Xing Wen in this world has the same preference as him.

Yue Hengjie: All right, obediently wait for the signing of the contract, this time we can't refuse to pay.

Xing Wen closed the computer, and Mu Chen had so-called "work" for the past two days, leaving early and returning late.

He made curry by himself, stuffed half of it into the refrigerator, and after thinking about it, he left a note for Mu Chen: "The rice is in the refrigerator."

In the end, he was not at ease before going out, Xing Wenduo added a sentence to the note: "Keep the pudding for me!"

The row of puddings imported from Japan in the refrigerator cost hundreds of dollars a mouthful, and Xing Wen was reluctant to eat them all the time, but when he didn't pay attention, Mu Chen made the last one!

Xing Wen drew a fox head at the place where the note was signed, which looks like a ghost, and Mu Chen probably couldn't understand it either.

He is now in an unprecedentedly good mood, sticking the note in the most conspicuous place of the refrigerator, and driving to the studio.

On the previous night in the studio, he already had a rough idea of ​​all the equipment in the studio. Today's plan is to take advantage of the good weather and walk around with the camera on his back to find a new feel.

Among the many cameras, he still chose the Nikon that he was used to before, equipped with a suitable wide-angle lens, and went downstairs after confirming that the equipment was complete.

It's cold today, but it's sunny and fog-free, and everything is clearly visible in the field of vision.

Xing Wen pushed open the courtyard door of the studio, startled Mu Chen who was sitting on the steps.

"Hi," Mu Chen turned around, holding the last pudding left in the refrigerator at home, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, I knew you would come here."

Xing Wen looked at the half-eaten pudding in disbelief.

"You spit it out for me." Xing Wen said.

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