SAYE

Jiang Cheng felt that it was a skill for him to have such an inexplicable outfit just by hand.

This set of clothes is pretty good without the jacket, slim pants, and a black loose T-shirt. Although it is also knitted, at least it is the kind that will not be surrounded by people when you wear it out.

But as soon as he put on the coat, he was stunned, and looked back at Gu Fei: "Hey, are you sure I didn't take the wrong clothes?"

"No," Gu Fei still looked at him from behind the camera, "What's wrong?"

"No, don't you think this dress looks like a knitted version of The Matrix? No, no, a straw rope around the waist is a missionary?" Jiang Cheng tugged at his clothes and whispered, "Is there a mirror? I think it looks like A mage..."

Gu Fei didn't speak, and pointed to the wall behind with a smile.

This dress is quite long, reaching down to the calf. The material is relatively thin and soft, and it looks a bit baggy when worn on the body. It is the legendary lazy and casual style, but you have to change it to something thinner and shorter. If you go out, you have to be arrested and taken back to Qingshan.

"The clothes require face, figure, height, and temperament," Ding Zhuxin leaned against the door, "You are more stylish than Da Fei, and he looks like a hooligan in those clothes."

"Oh, if he doesn't wear this kind of clothes, he's almost like a hooligan." Jiang Cheng stood in front of the mirror and looked at it. In fact, it's... not bad. Although he definitely wouldn't buy clothes like this, he's not picking clothes now. , "I don't know who the designer of this dress is, so I have to give him a smile."

"It's me." Ding Zhuxin said.

"... huh?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, and then looked at Ding Zhuxin's expression of "I know what you're thinking", the familiar embarrassment suddenly arose spontaneously, and when he followed her into the house, he couldn't even walk. It's a little smooth.

While Ding Zhuxin was smearing his face, Gu Fei turned on all the light sources for taking pictures.

"Don't be nervous, just move casually." Ding Zhuxin swept Jiang Cheng's face with a brush a few more times, "It's done."

Jiang Cheng followed her instructions and stood at the place where the photo was taken. The scenery was pretty cool, but he didn't know what to do after he stood there.

"Let's take a few steps back and forth," Gu Fei pointed the camera at him, "walk from left to right and then from right to left."

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng nodded, turned around and walked to the side. As soon as he moved, the camera in Gu Fei's hand clicked, and he couldn't help turning his head, "That's the shot? I feel like I just walked right? "

"Let's go, don't worry about whether I take pictures or not." Gu Fei pressed the shutter button again.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and walked over from left to right.

The place where the set was set up was only a few square meters in total, and it took a few steps to reach the end. He turned around and walked back from right to left.

"Low your head and walk," Gu Fei said while patting, "Go faster and take big steps."

Jiang Cheng lowered his head slightly, and walked over again.

Gu Fei stared at him in the camera, and pressed continuous shooting.

Jiang Cheng's figure was frozen in the picture, with his head lowered, his legs striding forward, his clothes slightly raised behind him... handsome and dynamic.

"Put on a hat," Ding Zhuxin said, "Hats are also designed to stand out."

"Oh," Jiang Cheng put on the hood on the back of his clothes, and walked forward while tidying up, "Now I feel like death is coming..."

"Jiang Cheng." Gu Fei called him.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head.

Gu Fei pressed the shutter.

Still in the forward posture, the raised hands and the brim of the hat covered half of the face, only the eyes hidden in the shadows and the straight bridge of the nose could be seen.

"This one is amazing." Gu Fei said.

"Front." Ding Zhuxin took a sip of tea and said.

"You don't need to laugh, you don't need an expression," Gu Fei glanced at Jiang Cheng, "and you don't need to make any moves."

This kind of standing posture without any expressions or movements, with arms drooping, it is difficult for ordinary people not to stand stupidly, and Gu Fei doesn't know why he would ask Jiang Cheng, let alone non-professional, has nothing to do with models at all. people use this pose.

"Aren't you stupid?" Jiang Cheng sighed, and stood up as he said.

"No." Gu Fei replied simply, and pressed the shutter.

Jiang Cheng must have been a person who has been extremely smug since he was a child, and he was able to grasp this kind of idiot-like stance.

There is no tension like standing at attention, and there is no uncomfortably relaxed intentionally.

The center of gravity is slightly on the right leg, and the shoulders are also naturally relaxed. This is very important. People who can't stand are either stretched back or shrunk forward...

This kid has definitely practiced standing in front of the mirror, this tall and casual... long arms and long legs looks stretched and comfortable.

"Lift your chin a little bit," Ding Zhuxin said, "pull it a little bit."

"Why... pull?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"When you first entered Class 8 classroom," Gu Fei said, "That's it."

"I was irritable." When Jiang Cheng thought of standing there like an idiot accepting the review by the whole class at that moment, he immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

Gu Fei pressed the shutter, and after a few clicks, he put down the camera: "Someday you won't be able to get along, you can consider this job."

"What do you mean, you can only do it if you can't get along?" Ding Zhuxin said with a smile.

"Human Xueba," Gu Fei said, "is different from your group of former school dropouts."

"Let's go," Ding Zhuxin clapped his hands and thumped his arm, "Jiang Cheng changed his clothes and took the order."

"Which one?" Jiang Cheng took off the coat and asked as he walked outside.

"Just one piece, a long jumper." Ding Zhuxin said.

After Jiang Cheng went out, Gu Fei stood there and looked down at the photos he had just taken one by one.

If there is something about Jiang Cheng that particularly attracts him...except for the tyrant who learns the flute and shoots the bow, it is this kind of demeanor that can be styled in any way. Okay, the kind of self-confidence in the bones is the most convincing, and I am the best, that model.

Compared with others, this intuitive and direct attraction is the most powerful. You don't need to discover it, you don't need to be aware of it, you just need to watch it.

Just watch it.

Visual animals, that's how superficial they are.

Gu Fei sighed softly, and could only watch.

He can't remember how long it has been, and he is not in the mood to take a second look at the people around him, those who come and go and those left behind.

Absolutely put an end to puppy love.

Not in the mood, nor dare, everything he protects cannot withstand any fluctuations.

"Excuse me," Jiang Cheng came in carrying a linen-colored dress, "Is it this one?"

"Yes." Ding Zhuxin nodded.

"I want to ask, how do I wear this?" Jiang Cheng spread the clothes and shook his shoulders, "What do you wear inside?"

"Pants." Ding Zhuxin said.

Jiang Cheng shook the clothes in his hands again, and the expression on his face was filled with question marks of all sizes.

Gu Fei turned his head, covered his face with the camera, suppressed a smile, and felt that he could almost hear the roar in Jiang Cheng's heart.

This is a very sparsely woven pullover. It's quite long. It probably reaches Jiang Cheng's knees. The neckline is also quite large. Gu Fei has seen this design before and thought that Ding Zhuxin designed it for herself. He didn't expect it to be men's clothing. .

"Change it," Ding Zhuxin said, "You should look good in it."

"Through it hollow?" Jiang Cheng asked again without giving up.

"Yeah," Ding Zhuxin said, "You have abs. If not, I'll draw them for you."

Jiang Cheng still had an indescribable expression on his face.

"Does he have it?" Ding Zhuxin turned to Gu Fei again.

"Ah?" Gu Fei turned his face, the smile on his face didn't have time to put it away, "It seems to be there."

"Change it, I thought you were embarrassed because you didn't have abdominal muscles." Ding Zhuxin said to Jiang Cheng again.

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded as if making up his mind, and poked his head back after going out, "Sister Xin, I just want to ask, will anyone buy this dress?"

"Yes," Ding Zhuxin took a sip of tea, "My designs sell well every time."

"It's amazing, who would buy it?" Jiang Cheng whispered.

"Maybe crazy." Ding Zhuxin said.

After taking off only a pair of underwear, and putting the clothes that looked like a torn fishing net on his body, Jiang Cheng felt that he was no different from being shirtless, so he quickly walked to the mirror and took a look.

my mom.

Jiang Cheng firmly believed that if this dress could be sold, it could only be attributed to the fact that his figure was too fucking good...

He gritted his teeth and walked in.

Gu Fei was looking down at the camera, when he looked up and saw him, he immediately whistled.

"Shut up." Jiang Cheng pointed at him.

"The black underwear is just right." Ding Zhuxin looked him up and said with satisfaction, "I thought if it wasn't black, I would find a pair for you... let's get started."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng walked towards the set, and part of the set was replaced, making it look much cleaner than before.

"Shoes off, bare feet." Ding Zhuxin said again.

Jiang Cheng was powerless to resist in such a body of clothes, so he took off his shoes and socks without saying a word, and stood in the middle barefoot.

"This set doesn't require much movement," Ding Zhuxin said, "The name of this dress is 'dumb', you can find out how it feels."

dumb.

This is the only content Jiang Cheng can think of based on this word at this moment.

As for feeling.

Feeling a little cold, after all, the clothes on his body are full of eyes, not to mention that Ding Zhuxin can tell that the underwear is black, and he can almost see what brand it is.

But this feeling still needs to be found, Ding Zhuxin paid him to take the photo, he is his employer, he has to find out this so-called feeling, besides, Gu Fei has been waiting for him with his camera.

dumb.

Well it's not dumb, it's dumb.

No sound.

very quiet.

Inexplicably, he remembered a Russian song that he liked very much before.

Тихо,тихо,тихо,тихотактаетвночи...

The whole song is so peaceful.

After an argument with his family, he often puts on his headphones and listens.

Close your eyes, listen to the lyrics that you don't know the meaning of, and you can hear the voice in your heart.

Thinking so far away, this feeling has been found in Siberia...

In the camera, Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, and gently placed his right hand on the left side of his chest.

Gu Fei pressed the shutter.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng felt very far away, and there was a strong sense of distance wrapped around his body.

Confusion and stubbornness are written quietly.

After he pressed the shutter, he held the camera up for a long time without moving, just staring at Jiang Cheng's face in the camera.

Until Ding Zhuxin gently cleared his throat.

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes as if he had been awakened by a start. When he lowered his hand, his fingers caught the collar of his collar. With a slight movement, the collar was pulled away and then bounced back.

A series of shutter sounds sounded from the camera in Gu Fei's hand.

Jiang Cheng had some directionless eyes, his slightly parted lips, his collar caught by his fingers, his fingertips across his body...

"I think it's good," Ding Zhuxin said, "it's very sexy and sensual."

Gu Fei didn't speak. He held the camera and looked down for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly like a sigh.

"I'll go..." Gu Fei put down the camera, "Go to the bathroom."

Sitting on the toilet seat, Gu Fei lit a cigarette and drank it.

Watching the smoke drift past the window.

Life is always full of surprises.

For example, Gu Miao was accidentally picked up by Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng accidentally kissed the ground at the door of his shop, and unexpectedly became his deskmate...

These accidents were not too unexpected. What surprised Gu Fei was that he always felt that he was in good control of everything, yet he reacted when taking pictures.

This kind of thing is really unexpected.

So unexpected.

Even a person like him who has always been indifferent has to hide in the toilet to calm down.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think about it again, this matter will change Jiang Cheng... Maybe he will kill himself in the toilet.

When Gu Fei came out of the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Cheng was standing in front of the row of shelves, wrestling with a piece of clothing.

It was a stalemate, and he was tearing at his clothes, which had locked his throat.

When he heard the door rang behind him, he raised his arms and looked through the gap in his clothes. Seeing that it was Gu Fei, he couldn't care less about the embarrassment, and suppressed his voice: "Fuck, come and help me."

"...What's the matter?" Gu Fei quickly pinched the cigarette, walked over, stretched out his hand several times but didn't know where to grab it to free him.

"No," Jiang Cheng still raised his arm, showing half of his face between the arm and the collar, with an expression of anger and helplessness, "These clothes are not meant to be worn by people, the neckline is for babies to get in, right? !"

"Wait a minute," Gu Fei circled around him, "I'll take a look first."

"If you come out later, I will tear up this clothes, and I will accept the loss." Jiang Cheng said.

"I think..." Gu Fei picked up the clothes on his left side and took a look, "Did you slip into the cuff?"

"...When you put it that way," Jiang Cheng froze in place, "I suddenly felt that it made sense."

Gu Fei didn't speak, and neither did he.

After two seconds, he knew that the smirk reincarnation between him and Gu Fei was about to start again.

When Ding Zhuxin came out, the two of them were laughing so hard that Gu Fei laughed so much that he tried to help him tear off his clothes several times but failed because his hands were weak.

And Jiang Cheng himself laughed so hard that he felt as if he was about to be strangled to death by his cuffs, and he couldn't stop.

"Excuse me," Ding Zhuxin took out his phone and took a picture of the two of them, "I want to post a circle of friends."

"What?" Gu Fei leaned on the shelf and asked while smiling.

"My part-time photographer and my part-time model," Ding Zhuxin said, "are crazy."

"It'll be fine soon, he's got it in his sleeve." Gu Fei finally came to his senses, pulled his clothes and tugged at them, Jiang Cheng stepped back, tried his best to make his arms and head become one, and finally took off his clothes.

"Hey!" He squatted on the ground, "I'm exhausted."

"Hurry up, Miss Supper treats you to takeaway." Ding Zhuxin turned around and went in again.

At first, Jiang Cheng didn't think that 30 sets of clothes were too many, after all, sometimes he had to toss about two or three sets of clothes to match them when he went out.

Today I know how annoying it is to get dressed and undressed.

Constantly wearing and taking off, standing in front of the light to find the feeling, the feeling of soreness in the legs after playing is unbearable, every time he puts on and takes off the clothes, he wants to tear off the clothes directly.

The key is that Ding Zhuxin's clothes are all matched, not 30 pieces of clothes, just change the trousers two or three times to match them, one change is from top to bottom.

When it was getting dark, Ding Zhuxin said to eat first, but Jiang Cheng refused. He felt that if he stopped to rest and finished eating, he wouldn't want to continue if he was killed.

So none of the three of them had a meal, and they tossed and tossed until after nine o'clock before finally completing today's task.

"Are you hungry?" Ding Zhuxin transferred today's money to Jiang Cheng, "Go downstairs and eat something, what do you want to eat?"

"I...don't eat," Jiang Cheng felt very kind after changing back to his clothes. He relaxed and then became sleepy. "I'm going back to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

"Aren't you hungry?" Ding Zhuxin said, "Eat a bite or two, what if you get hungry at night?"

"Thank you, Sister Xin," Jiang Cheng yawned, "I'm so sleepy that I don't feel hungry anymore, I guess I won't know if I'm hungry at night."

Ding Zhuxin smiled: "That's fine, do you still have the strength to come here tomorrow?"

"It'll be fine if you get some sleep." Jiang Cheng said.

"Then you take a taxi back," Ding Zhuxin said, "I will reimburse the travel expenses."

"No need," Jiang Cheng said hastily, "Really no need, I don't have much money, I can do it myself."

Ding Zhuxin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gu Fei: "Give me the money, I'll take a taxi back with him."

"You don't want to eat either?" Ding Zhuxin looked at him in surprise.

"Well," Gu Fei took out a cigarette and lit it up, "My mom cooked dinner at home today and left it for me. I have to go back and eat it, or she will cry again."

"That's fine." Ding Zhuxin nodded.

Jiang Cheng went to the side of the road to stop the car, while Gu Fei and Ding Zhuxin stood silently together.

"Da Fei." Ding Zhuxin opened his mouth when he saw a taxi approaching.

"En." Gu Fei responded.

"It's the first time I've seen you laugh like that," Ding Zhuxin looked at Jiang Cheng's back, "I watched you grow up, and today is the first time I saw you."

"What do you mean by watching me grow up?" Gu Fei smiled, avoiding Ding Zhuxin's words, "Just a few years older than me, with a tone like my mother, I also watched you grow up."

"Get in the car," Ding Zhuxin said, "Tomorrow I have something to do and I won't be home. I will prepare the clothes for the photo shoot, and the assistant will come over to put on makeup. You can handle the rest for me."

"Okay." Gu Fei threw away the cigarette butt, went over and got into the car.

Jiang Cheng fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. He felt like he was sleeping like a pig. Gu Fei pushed him several times before he finally realized that it wasn't the shaking of the car and opened his eyes.

"Are you there?" Jiang Cheng rubbed his face, opened the door and prepared to get out of the car, "I fell asleep almost in a dream."

"That..." Gu Fei tugged at his arm.

Just as Jiang Cheng wanted to ask him what's the matter, he heard noisy voices coming from the front, men yelling at women, and women crying.

When he followed the sound, he fell into endless irritability. The exhaustion of an afternoon and half a night almost took off his celestial cap at this moment.

Li Baoguo, Li Hui, and Li Qian, his own father, brother, and sister, he recognized at a glance. There was also a woman with a lame leg that he had never seen before, so he didn't know who it was.

This woman was limping and torn together with Li Baoguo, crying and cursing, but it seemed that she was speaking in a dialect, the accent was too strong, and she couldn't make out what she was saying.

Li Baoguo changed his cowardly attitude of lying on the ground with his head in his arms and being kicked and kicked by others that day, and confronted this woman very aggressively, and Li Hui and Li Qian on one side couldn't hold him back no matter what.

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!" Li Baoguo's words were clear and full of air, "You haven't been dealt with enough by me! Let's see if I will give you a way out!"

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt out of breath, and suddenly backed into the car, pushed Gu Fei who was about to get out of the car with him, and closed the car door.

"What? No more?" the driver asked.

"Send you back first." Jiang Cheng whispered to Gu Fei, his voice tensed.

"Okay," Gu Fei didn't ask further, "Master, please turn to the North Street."

"Okay." The driver turned around and drove the car to the side street.

Passed by Gu Fei's shop, and drove further in. Gu Fei asked the driver to stop the car in front of several residential buildings.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

"That's it." Gu Fei took out the money and gave it to the driver, then gave Jiang Cheng a push, "Get out of the car."

Jiang Cheng got out of the car, his whole mind was a little numb, and he looked at the building in front of him: "Your house?"

"Well," Gu Fei said, and walked towards the entrance of the corridor, "Go and see me make a picture."

"What picture?" Jiang Cheng hesitated, and followed behind him.

"Your photo, don't you want to see it? It's so hot." Gu Fei said.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng smiled.