How do different species fall in love

So Long Yao also began to talk: "I have always rented a house like this. I rented a house with one bedroom and one living room. I rented two flats. Because I was a little nervous since I was a child, if I had friends, I would send them to live in another flat. I can't sleep in the same room."

This passage is well-founded, has its causes and consequences, and there are issues left over from history. It is very true when you hear it.

Harley thought about it.

Just when Long Yao was confident and nervous, thinking that he saw through his lies, Harley took out his mobile phone and said, "The people above are too much, are they still dancing? My words are still useful, I will help you say it"

Are you actually thinking about him?

"It's okay, they have changed, they are all very good people."

Harley put away his phone and said:

"Then you don't have a job and still rent a house like this, do you have enough funds?"

Long Yao smiled shyly and said, "I still have some savings."

The uncle on the side seemed to be talking about their conversation from just now, waving his fan and said: "Young man, you still have to live within your means and live within your means."

Long Yao thought to himself that he really had enough savings. If the rent plus living expenses were calculated at 3 yuan, it would last for decades, and he would move out when his application was approved.

The price of goods in the capital city of China is the highest. If you go to other cities, the price is low, and you can still buy a house.

totally ok.

But facing the old man, Long Yao nodded.

Seeing that he was very useful, the uncle started talking:

"This big city is no better than a small place. The consumption is very high, and there are many places to use the money. You think that the savings are enough to get through the current life, but in fact, you may be finished if something happens tomorrow."

Long Yao: "..."

"If you are like this, you can't make ends meet, and you will lose everything sooner or later."

Long Yao applauded for him.

"At that time, you will be old and no company will want you. It will be too late to find a living at that time."

Long Yao originally saw that Harley's paintings were almost the same, and wanted to wait for him to go back together. Who knew that ordinary people's paintings were almost the same as those of painters, with about a hundred million points of detail missing.

So I kept listening to the uncle.

The old man's words still make sense.

There was a person who kept agreeing, and the uncle said that he was so happy, maybe it was time to go home and bring his grandson, so he walked away waving his fan.

Long Yao thought that the matter of work had turned the page, but Harley picked up this topic again: "Long Yao, come to work with me."

Long Yao: "..."

He shouldn't be in the way of the uncle's face, and kept nodding.

No, someone took it seriously.

The job Harley said was modeling.

If it was a model for painting, Long Yao would definitely not do it.

Just kidding, I sat there motionless for several hours, I didn't make any money, and I fainted from hunger first.

So, he refused: "I have ADHD."

Harley was taken aback.

Anyone who hears a person who looks cool and cold, and is usually a little melancholy say that he has ADHD, probably has this reaction.

"That's great, we shoot models who like to move more."

Long Yao: "..."

"Aren't you a painter?"

Harley then told him what he did.

When I got home, I grabbed the dust cloth from the cabinet, revealing a cabinet of cameras and lenses.

Goodness behold, he really is a photographer.

"You...are drawing all day, it's so misleading."

"In my work, I also paint."

Harley is a photographer who combines painting and photography. The photos he takes are modified in painting, which is similar to that in post-production, but has a more sense of design and tests the skills of both.

"awesome."

After reading some of his works, Long Yao sighed.

"Actually, this is not a new thing. This kind of creative technique has been popular for a while, but I have been insisting on doing it."

"I like both photography and painting. Neither the lens nor the paint can express everything I think in my heart, so I follow my own mind and combine them."

When Harley talked about his beloved things, he seemed to be a different person, his posture was no longer shy, and there were stars in his eyes.

Long Yao...by accident, he agreed.

"Great!"

"...I'm not sure yet, let's try first."

"Okay! It's okay, let's start now!"

"Huh? Well... how long will it take?"

"It won't be long. The studio is up there. I'll change clothes for you." Harley pointed to the second floor of the loft apartment.

"Is there any clothes left?"

"of course."

On the first day he saw Long Yao, he was making preparations. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his appearance, shaved off his baby's beard, and approached him step by step, just to trick this beauty into becoming a model.

"If the photo is used for commercial use, I will first ask for your permission."

Commercial?

Wouldn't that spread?

Long Yao hesitated to speak.

Forget it, it's very troublesome to explain now when you refuse to be asked, but it will be fine if you refuse at that time, and it will be easier to explain if you are familiar with it.

Although Harley said it wouldn't be long, but... three hours have passed...

Long Yao said: "I'm hungry."

"Then let's rest for a while."

Long Yao nodded and blinked his uncomfortable eyes because of the light. He took out his mobile phone while eating, and checked whether Dandan's condition was ok through remote monitoring. Harley might have sensed that he was a little anxious, and said, "I'll be here soon." alright."

Long Yao has heard this sentence n times.

"I've always been like that at work, I'm sorry I forgot the time."

Long Yao said: "Concentration at work is a good thing."

"I promised to finish it soon..."

Harley seemed very remorseful.

There is no need to be too embarrassed, after all, wages are settled by the hour.

Long Yao said: "It's okay."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said these two words, Harley's face changed instantly, as if the self-blame just now was staged, and said: "That's good, then let's continue quickly."

Fake, all fake.

At the end of the day, Long Yao was tortured to death by him, but Harley was still in high spirits, and said: "It's a waste of your beauty to shoot in the studio, let's go out on location next time."

Long Yao had to discuss it with him.

In the future, if you want to take a break every half hour when shooting, a photographer like Harley can't understand it at all.

For him, when he meets his Moose, every minute and second of the shot cannot be wasted.

Long Yao said seriously, "I want to eat to replenish my energy."

Harley, who had figured out that he was very weak due to terminal illness and needed to rest, choked.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly laughed, staring at him with soft eyes, and said:

"You are really special."

ha?

It is really misleading to say such words with such eyes and such tone.

Harley touched his nose and said:

"Those models, I was afraid that they would faint, so I urged them to eat."

"Never seen you like this."

"I'm not a professional model."

"Don't you need to keep in shape?"

"If you don't eat, you will faint from hunger."

Long Yao spoke the truth.

"It's good to eat fat."

Harley: "?"

"I can escape your clutches."

Long Yao has nothing to love.

What kind of shit job did he do for himself!