Excessive appearance is risky, sports students need to be cautious

nor.

He finished his lunch dryly and couldn't stay idle. He heard that the post-production technical department needed help, so he volunteered to help.

The late-stage technology department, with a well-known name and various high-end, is actually a gathering place for technical nerds playing PS and AP: the former is responsible for image processing, and the latter is good at image processing.

The software and hardware services provided by Fenglun Studio are thoughtful and professional enough. Every bit of word-of-mouth depends on the hard work of colleagues in the office.

In addition to working as a part-time model, Ye Lun also has a wide range of interests. From photography to post-production, Ye Lun followed the seniors in the studio.It's just that time and energy are limited, and personal practice is a little bit worse.

But like today, there is a temporary shortage of people, so there is no problem in arresting the young master to take up a post.

Everyone also knows his level, and he will not deliver too complicated projects, usually simple tasks that are repetitive.

For example, this time: video tracking, and text proofreading, only need a little software foundation to be competent, and Ye Lun is naturally no problem.

After listening to the requirements and precautions explained by the person in charge, Ye Lun found the designated computer, pulled out a chair and sat down.

In order to prevent others from being disturbed, desktops are equipped with independent ear-mounted headsets.Yellen was already familiar with the process, and after putting on the earphones, he concentrated on his work.

Experienced people probably share the same feeling. Post-processing is actually a boring and cumbersome job. The same step may have to be repeated dozens or even hundreds of times to achieve satisfactory results.

Although it is only a part-time job, Yellen is not sloppy, and checks every shot extremely carefully.

He was completely focused, without distractions, and people around him walked or talked, as if they were in another unrelated dimension; even if someone pulled a chair over and sat down beside him, he didn't notice.

I don't know how long it took, about one or two minutes, a transitional black screen appeared on the screen, and the image in front of the table was reflected on the smooth screen, and Ye Lun realized that there was someone beside him belatedly.

The black screen flashed past, only enough time to catch a glimpse of a very handsome face, but not enough time to see the details clearly, but it was enough to make him stunned, pressed the pause with his fingertips, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

He forgot to take off his earphones.

But by identifying the mouth shape, he could "hear" the manly and willful boy next to him who replaced Mao's bald head and said with a smile:

"You finally found me."

☆, Feeding is very important!

20. Feeding is very important!

Qingfeng's hair was shaved very short, and the temples were shorter than the top of his head. It looked clean and neat, but it was a bit rough to touch.

This style of hairy bald head is a relatively rare hairstyle among boys, because the requirements for appearance are too high, and only some special industries will adopt it in large quantities, such as soldiers and athletes.

Even in the business of male modeling, few people try it.

Mother Ye is courageous enough to know that once the scissors go, there is no turning back——

Fortunately, she was right.

Ye Lun blinked and almost didn't recognize it: "Qing... Feng?"

The other party didn't speak, and first reached out to take off his earphones, and then asked, "Has it changed a lot?"

That's pretty big.

He used to be slovenly and keep everything simple, but today he was arrested and underwent a major transformation, directly replacing shotguns with cannons.Even if it is thrown into the lounge next to it and stands with a group of professional models, it will not be inferior in the slightest.

Ye Lun stared at him for a long time, clasped his hands together, and sighed, "If you go back like this, [-]% of the people in your academy will go crazy."

Qingfeng smiled, didn't care much about this, and pointed to the computer screen: "You can even do this? So good."

"It's just scratching the surface. You can start a fight casually. It won't work if it's more complicated." Ye Lun shrugged.

"Auntie wants to hear your opinion, so let me come to you." Qingfeng glanced at the progress bar, "How long will it be over?"

Ye Lun had just been working for half an hour, and the progress was about two-thirds, and there was still a little finishing touch, which made him a little embarrassed: he wanted to watch Qingfeng make a film, but he couldn't give up on the matter at hand.

He was struggling, when the person in charge sitting in the front row heard the conversation, turned around, and knocked on the partition in the middle: "Young master, if you have something to do, you can go and do it, and I'll do it in the back."

Ye Lun hesitated: "Are you free? Will it be too late?"

"Don't worry, I know, I have enough time." The person in charge smiled and waved at him, "Thank you for your help, hurry up, don't make Mr. Lin wait too long."

Ye Lun promised to save the modified video file before getting up and leaving with Qingfeng.

Halfway through the walk, I stopped in front of the vertical freezer to get a drink. After a second thought, Ye Lun suddenly remembered something: "I forgot to ask, have you had lunch yet?"

Qingfeng froze for a moment, looked up at the sky, as if thinking about how to answer.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Lun narrowed his eyes immediately: "To be honest, don't fool me."

"Uh..." Qingfeng's scalp was numb, so he had to answer honestly, "No."

When Ye Lun called, it happened that it was almost time for dinner. If he didn't leave early, at most half an hour later, the team should organize a group to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Qingfeng rushed over here in a hurry, he didn't even have time to drop by the supermarket to buy a piece of bread, and he didn't have a minute to spare after arriving at the studio, he didn't have time to eat or anything.

If Ye Lun hadn't mentioned it suddenly, he would have forgotten that he was hungry, so he could only say, "It doesn't matter if you miss a meal."

Ye Lun raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter?"

That tone, with a raised ending, sounded weird.What Qingfeng felt was: if he dared to say "yes", the beautiful young man in front of him would definitely beat someone up.

So he scratched his chin, silence is golden.

"What do you like to eat?" Ye Lun thought for a while. "Hot food needs to be served while it's hot. I'm worried that you won't be able to spare time... Is sushi okay? It's filling and convenient to eat."

Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders, with a helpless pampering tone in his tone: "I don't seem to have the right to say 'no'."

Ye Lun ignored his jokes, and pointed in the direction of the studio: "The shape is perfect, you go to get ready first. I'm going to buy food, remember to tell my mother that I will be back soon, a quarter of an hour at most!"

Food courts are generally set up in modern business districts, and the Petronas Twin Towers are no exception.

The food area in Block A is set up on the fifth and sixth floors. The fifth floor is dominated by Chinese food, while the sixth floor is mostly imported, such as Japanese food, pasta, pizza and Korean bibimbap, etc., all crowded together. place.

Ye Lun doesn't like cold food and eats very little sushi, so she chooses based on appearance.

In the end, I picked and picked, and I chose thirty or forty.Fifteen of them are in a small box for Qingfeng; the other twenty or so are in a large box for other staff members.

After paying, Ye Lun took the elevator and hurried back with the plastic bag in hand.When he opened the door, he looked up and saw Qingfeng still sitting outside the arena, chatting with Amy with a camera in his hand.

Nine out of ten people who spend all day in the fashion circle are facial controls, and Amy is also a young lady who loves to lick her screen.And it is very rare to see a schoolboy like Qingfeng, and he is a classmate of the young master, so she is very interested in getting to know him.

While chatting, I heard a clear and gentle voice from behind: "Look what I caught, two lazy ones."

The two turned their heads together, just in time to see Ye Lun coming over gracefully, pulling up an empty chair, and sitting beside her.

Handed the big plastic bag to Amy: "Take it and share it with everyone, it's afternoon tea."

"Oh, it's the sushi downstairs, I like it." Amy took it happily, "Thank you, young master."

Qingfeng was still holding the camera in his hand, and didn't dare to move it. He put on the lens protective cover in an orderly manner, put it aside, and then said, "Thank you, young master."

His voice is thick and magnetic, like a professional voice actor, the words roll from the throat, there is a special resonance.Ye Lun's ears were warm, so he tilted his head to look at him, blinked his eyes: "Screw again?"

Qingfeng smiled at him, but refused to say anything.

And Ye Lun always felt that the "young master" he called was different from what others called him.In other populations, this is just a code name, Qingfeng calls him, but it is more like a nickname, with an indescribable feeling of intimacy.

It's a pity that before he had time to distinguish carefully, that dull gourd went silent again.Ye Lun couldn't help thinking, many times, "I don't like to talk" is really annoying.

Qingfeng put away the camera, removed the plastic bag, and picked up his packing box.

Open the lid and look, but found that this "small" is not "small" at all - the portion is amazing, even if he is a sports student, he usually consumes a lot of food and has a considerable appetite, but he has to eat so much in one meal. Still very challenging.

Ye Lun, who was next to him, probably could understand his expression, and said, "Leave it alone and eat slowly, you will definitely get hungry in the middle of filming."

Hearing this, Qingfeng didn't have any special reaction, and nodded to express his understanding.

On the contrary, Amy next to her couldn't keep her mouth shut while she was eating sushi, and she looked over with a strange face: "Huh? Isn't your classmate going back to school soon?"

When she said this, Ye Lun asked in a daze: "Why, the film isn't filmed anymore?"

"I want to shoot." Amy nodded, and hooked her slender fingers towards the opposite side of the studio, "Here, look over there, Party A suddenly sent a model over, saying it was a substitute for the queen, so Xiaofeng didn't need to use it. "

☆, Young Master Ye is unhappy, and the consequences are very serious.

When Ye Lun heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "What's going on?"

"Oh, that's it..." Sister Amy sipped her tea and talked to him.

Half an hour ago, Qingfeng went to the opposite side to look for Ye Lun. As soon as he went out, the person in charge of Party A suddenly dropped by air.Claiming to be the deputy director of the advertising department at the hypermarket, knowing that the reserved model was on leave, he rushed over to help with a spare tire.

Since it is the model selected by Party A, the conditions of the "spare tire" are basically met.

But... I don't know if it's because of her preconceptions about Qingfeng's image. Looking at the young man in front of her, Ye's mother always feels that this place is a little bit worse, that there is a little bit worse there, and that she is not as suitable as that little classmate.

What's more, he went all the way and sent people back before doing anything... Mama Ye thought about it, but she still couldn't say it.

On the contrary, the parties themselves did not have so many ideas.

Qingfeng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief - he didn't know anything about posing, since there are professionals, it's of course the best result to let the experts do it without making a fool of themselves.

As for running in vain...

He didn't run in vain, didn't he see Ye Lun?Totally worth the price of admission.

Fifteen pieces of sushi were still too much after all, Qingfeng ate half of it, and the other half was going to be packed away.

He looked at the time, it was 01:30, and he could still catch up with the training in the afternoon when he went back, so he decided to set off immediately.

During the meal, Ye Lun sat next to her and did not speak.Turning his face away, he stared straight at the opposite side of the field, not knowing what he was thinking about.After Qingfeng got up, he came with him, said hello to Mother Ye, and said goodbye by the way.

According to Ye Lun's thinking, no matter what, Qingfeng should not be allowed to go back to school "disappointed" alone, that would be too unethical.Anyway, he was not in the mood, so he just followed along.

Mother Ye was surrounded by a circle of staff, including the deputy director mentioned by Amy, in a suit and leather shoes, pointing at the sky, spitting and saying something.

Ye Lun couldn't interrupt, so he had to wait patiently.After waiting for a long time, I finally found the empty space, and hurried over to my mother and said: "If there is nothing else, I will send my classmate back first."

"Ah..." Mother Ye showed hesitation when she heard this, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She just felt that she had wronged a good boy like Qingfeng, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

As a result, the old man hadn't made a statement yet, and someone next to him helped to pick up the quarrel: "This little brother is just a temporary replacement, right?"

The three of them turned their heads together when they heard the sound.

While talking, the deputy director kept looking at Qingfeng with his eyes, with a condescending and critical attitude: "The appearance is not bad, but the aura is too weak, a little tender, like a child."

Qingfeng doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't make a sound when he hears the words, he just raises his eyebrows.

"Where did you get this hair done? It looks like a hooligan, haha."

Mother Ye remained calm.My heart has already exploded, but there is still a smile on my face.

"The figure is pretty good. Do you have any tattoos? That won't work. It can't be used."

Only Young Master Ye has a bad temper, and the more he listens, the more dissatisfied he becomes, narrowing his eyes dangerously:

What are you talking about, I beat you!

Xing Liu, the deputy art director here, is in his 30s. He is not tall and has a good figure, but his face doesn't fit his eyes—the cheekbones are too high, the cheeks are less fleshy, and the lips are too small. People have a mean and unkind impression.

Just by looking at his face, he is already like this, and when he speaks again, it is even more unlikable.

I don't know if it was born like this, or if I have been sitting in the management position for a long time, I have cultivated such a high-spirited tone:

"Little brother looks very unfamiliar, which economic company did you sign?"

Qingfeng wanted to pretend to be dumb.

But considering the need to be polite, I had to answer concisely: "I'm still studying."

The other party made a very surprised look: "College student, no wonder you are so tender. How many times have you taken hard photos before?"

Qingfeng is not good at lying, so he had to bite the bullet: "Today is the first time."

"First time?" I was really surprised this time, Vice President Liu turned his head and glared at Mother Ye, "Mr. Lin, our company attaches great importance to this brochure, because the previous cooperation is very pleasant, so we will follow Fenglun Renew the contract. But it's not suitable for you to just find such a completely inexperienced boy to take over the job?"

How dare you doubt my mother's judgment?

Mama Ye twitched the corners of her mouth - she was so angry, but she still had to keep smiling.

"Xiaofeng does lack experience, but his image fully meets all the requirements put forward by your company, and this is our priority."

"Exactly?" Deputy Director Liu curled his lips, and said eccentrically, "Not at all."

Mama Ye took a deep breath and said with a smile, "For example?"

"We are focusing on two modules this time, one for home and one for office." Vice President Liu snapped his fingers and said solemnly, "The focus of home is warmth, comfort and simplicity. Male models should be restrained in appearance and stable in appearance; office The emphasis is on simplicity, practicality and efficiency, while the appearance of the male model should be mature enough, and the temperament should be elite enough. Let’s not talk about it, just these few things, this little brother is so young, his hair has not even grown, and he is far away Can't match it."

The other three: "..."

At first, I thought that this brother was just trying to criticize, but when he said this, he was orderly, well-organized, and seemed to be quite convincing?

Ye Lun was stunned by what he said, trying to refute, but couldn't find anything to say.In the end, he could only blink his eyes and asked an irrelevant question: "With so many conditions, can anyone meet them all?"

"Of course there are." Vice President Liu put on airs and gestured to the side with his eyes.

Ye Lun looked in the direction he pointed, and happened to see the model brought by him, adjusting his standing posture under the command of the photographer.

If you want to say how perfect that one is, it's not enough, it's just that she is a little older and her face is softer.Compared with Qingfeng, it is less ostentatious and angular, and more calm and steady.

The two have their own strengths, they are purely vegetables and radishes, and anyone can be more suitable than the other just looking at personal aesthetics.

Therefore, Deputy Director Liu's eloquent arrangement was somewhat deliberate.It seemed that he was so focused on praising the "queen substitute" that he was in charge, so he went all out to make trouble.

The more Ye Lun thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. The young master couldn't help but show his temper, and frowned——

The other party was simply looking for trouble, if he hadn't come out to make a fuss, he would have taken Qingfeng to leave obediently, so why should he go?Now such a provocation, Yellen is not happy.

Young Master Ye was unhappy, and the consequences were serious.

He stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the sleeve of his mother.The latter didn't turn his head, he just turned his body calmly and brought his ears closer.

Ye Lun posted it, and whispered, "This man is too arrogant."

Mother Ye didn't look at him, she was still smiling, but nodded fiercely.

Ye Lun was aggressive: "We have to find a way to dampen his spirit!"

Mother Ye squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "You clever ghost, what good idea do you have?"

"Do you think this will work?" Ye Lun said while grabbing Qingfeng's arm to prevent him from escaping in the chaos, "Let Qingfeng also take a set and submit it together with his film, let their boss choose .”

☆、Are you handsome?handsome!

Mother Ye was about to answer when the lighting engineer greeted her.

Deputy Director Liu saw that everything that needed to be said had been said. Guessing that the overall situation had been settled, he turned and left to help.

The person in the way left, and Mother Ye turned around and looked at Ye Lun: "It's not that simple to make a film. They are the masters, and the time is tight. Resources and manpower must be used. You can only rely on yourself."

"It doesn't matter." Ye Lun was very open-minded, "Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, and people fight for their breath. If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work?"

"What about Xiaofeng?" Mother Ye looked at Qingfeng again, "What do you think?"

In fact, from the beginning to the end, his attitude was very casual, thinking that everything was OK, and it didn't matter.Judging from this, it seems that it has changed from a formal job to a carnival between him and Young Master Ye, so there will be no pressure.

"I follow Ye Lun." Qingfeng nodded.

"Then give it a try." Mother Ye laughed, and patted the two children's shoulders in relief, "Don't think too much, and don't think about whether it will be successful or not, just come out and play, the most important thing is to be happy. Auntie supports you."

The empty studio is divided into two areas with completely different styles: one is home and the other is office; there is a long distance between them to prevent mutual influence.

The new Tianxiang substitute entered the scene very quickly. In just over half an hour, he had already done his styling, changed into the home clothes provided by Party A, and went into battle with his gun.

I can only hear the sound of the shutter, and the progress is like a rocket, flying fast, obviously coming prepared.

On the other hand, the well-arranged office space is still idle, and Qingfeng's attempt starts from this theme.

When it comes to "office", the first word that comes to mind must be: suit.

Zegna, Canali, and Armani are all top suit brands that everyone is familiar with.

It is not unfamiliar to Qingfeng.

But he has just walked out of the college entrance examination room, and he is still far away from the workplace.I have fantasized about uniforms and temptations countless times, but so far I have rarely worn them.

Usually, suits are always best tailored and hand-sewn, but this is certainly not the case now.Fortunately, Qingfeng's body proportions are standard, a real model's figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the size of each circumference is just right, which is very suitable even for ready-to-wear.

Mother Ye took the tape measure from top to bottom, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became. Occupational diseases couldn't help but flare up: "It's a pity not to be a model for such a good seedling, Xiaofeng really don't want to think about it?"

"Uh..." It doesn't seem good to directly deny...

Qingfeng thought about it, and said in a circle: "I think building tanks is also very interesting."

Mother Ye was slightly taken aback, rubbing her chin and thinking: This sounds really familiar.

Yellen was far away, and she was looking down to pick a tie from the cabinet, but she didn't hear it.After working for a long time, I still couldn't find a satisfactory one, so I turned my head and asked, "Mom, where is that navy blue tie from last time? Why isn't it here?"

Mother Ye said "Oops": "It's still in the drawer in my office. I have so many things to do, and I keep forgetting to bring it here."

"It's okay, I'll get it." Ye Lun got up quickly, and rushed out the door before everyone could react.

Liu Ye's mother froze in place, looked at his back and curled her lips: She really is a prodigal child, her eyes are really vicious, and she only picks the most expensive one!

Mother Ye's office is at the end of the corridor. As an important office, the door is naturally locked, and no one else is allowed to enter.

Young master Ye is the young master, there are no such rules and regulations, he also has a key, he opens the door familiarly, walks to the large desk, and looks through the drawers.

After a while, I found two square gift boxes with two ties of different colors lying inside.The texture is fine and the feel is perfect. It is a luxury product at first glance.

The width is about 8cm, which is suitable for young people in their 20s. It is serious and not old-fashioned, just like tailor-made for Qingfeng.

Ye Lun was very satisfied, took both boxes, locked the door and hurried back.

These two ties, one royal blue and one navy blue, are pure colors and full of luster, making people fondle admiringly.While walking, Ye Lun was still looking down, thinking that they were all very good, and it was difficult to choose.

It is always said in the news that you should concentrate when walking, don't play mobile phones, don't play games, and don't look at your tie, otherwise you will bump into someone accidentally.

Ye Lun didn't listen to the persuasion, but when she entered the door, she bumped into someone's generous chest "as she wished", and with a shake of her hand, the tie box fell as expected——

He was still stupid, but the other party had developed motor nerves, and his reaction was extremely fast. He grabbed it with one hand and caught it firmly.

"So careless?" the sports student said helplessly.

Ye Lun blinked, followed his hand, to his arm, to his shoulder... all the way up.Only then did I notice that Qingfeng had quickly changed into a suit in just a short while:

A regular white shirt, ironed evenly, and the buttons are properly buttoned, but because there is no tie, the top two are empty, showing a bit of casualness and leisure.

Both the suit jacket and trousers are dark gray plaid, which is atmospheric, stable, and lively; it is calmer than navy blue, but not as suitable for occasions as black. When used in print advertisements, it is neither dark nor shallow, and the effect will be just right.

The belt and shoes and socks are the safest bright black, but the belt buckle is very delicate. The British-style badge pattern and gold-plated surface are quite eye-catching.

Ye Lun was still thinking before, with Qingfeng's current haircut, rascal and wild, and a suit with an upright spirit, there are nine out of ten that he would look a bit yuppie in it.

But when he really put it on, he found that it was not the case.

In the final analysis, Qingfeng's temperament is special.A boy who is usually unassuming, unobtrusive, low-key, silent and gentle, puts on a suit, he will never be "ruffian", he will only be cool, he will only be full of aura, so sexy that people can't look directly at him.

I don't know what other people think, but Ye Lun's eyeballs are about to fall out anyway, so he can't speak.

Qingfeng watched him staring at him in a daze, and for some reason, suddenly became in a good mood.

Changing from his old taciturnity, he laughed and teased: "Handsome?"

Handsome?

No doubt, handsome, very handsome!

Ye Lun opened his mouth and was about to answer, but a strange thought suddenly crossed his mind, making him frown imperceptibly:

This feeling is very contradictory. On the one hand, he wants to praise Qingfeng to the sky and amaze the whole world; That sports student who doesn't like to show his presence is actually such a dazzling existence.

☆, tie?I won't.

"Aaron."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a greeting.

The two were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads together and saw Mother Ye walking over gracefully, and said: "People don't remember things when they are old, and there is an important question that I forgot to mention just now."

Ye Lun was eager for someone to rescue him, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the problem?"

"There is no photographer on your side." Mother Ye said helplessly, "Brother Kun is on the opposite side of the town, and everyone else happens to be busy, so there is no one who wants to find a backup temporarily. Take a look, how to deal with it better?"

"Where's the intern who came a while ago?" Ye Lun was anxious, "Aren't you here?"

"Not here." Mother Ye shook her head, "Going out to work."

"Is that so..."

After Mama Ye finished explaining, she was called away in a hurry, and there were only two big boys standing opposite each other, staring at each other with big eyes.

When someone wanted to pass by, Qingfeng took a step forward to make room.Turning around, the distance was too close, and Ye Lun's lips happened to brush against Ye Lun's hair, and he felt his chin itch, and couldn't help scratching, asking, "Are you still shooting?"

Yellen thought about it.

I was unlucky today, the whole thing didn't go well from the beginning, it seemed that Qingfeng had no fate with the modeling industry.But life is not all smooth sailing, a little accident and change should not affect the mood.

Just like what my mother said just now, happiness is the most important thing, regardless of mountains and rivers, fame and fortune.

Ye Lun's brows stretched, and Ye Lun's expression relaxed: "I've changed my clothes, wouldn't it be a shame not to take two photos as souvenirs?"

"What about the photographer?"

Ye Lun laughed: "Do you know whose camera you played with just now?"

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and he had already guessed eight points: "Is there anything you can't do?"

"Of course." Yellen snapped his fingers handsomely, "I don't know how to build tanks."

Before Qingfeng felt that Amy just grabbed a [-] yuan SLR and stuffed it into his arms.

Now that I think about it, it turned out that it wasn't "just one", they picked it right, and it was for Young Master Ye.

No wonder the young lady wrote all over her face: Play casually, it doesn't matter if it breaks.

...It's not hers anyway, of course it doesn't matter!

Let's put down the camera and let's talk about the tie first.

Qingfeng likes to be low-key, so he chose navy blue without hesitation.He didn't know how to call, so he turned to Ye Lun for help.

Young Master Ye blinked, his expression was innocent: "Me neither."

Qingfeng: "..." Then you are so active!

Yellen stuck out her tongue.

It's okay, both of them are smart kids, so they immediately took out their mobile phones and started Baidu.I don't know if I don't search, but after searching, I found out that there are so many ways to tie a simple tie.

Qingfeng is a rough guy, he gets dizzy when he sees this kind of thing, pointing to the simplest flat knot and saying: "Just this one."

Ye Lun patted his hand away and said in disgust, "No, it looks like a red scarf, so ugly."

Where...where is ugly, isn't it all the same?

Knowing that he has no aesthetics, Qingfeng touched his nose and stopped talking.

After picking and choosing, Young Master Ye finally chose the most beautiful Windsor Knot: a typical British style, aristocratic style, suitable for various occasions such as business and receptions.

Anyway, Qingfeng himself didn't see any difference, he only saw a sentence written brightly on the phone screen:

The Windsor Knot is the most complex of the commonly used tie ties...

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Even if you don't like the "simplest" one, you don't need to pick the "most complicated" one. Isn't it good to be moderate?

And Ye Lun nodded with satisfaction at this time: "That's all!"

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows——

Since the young master is so unreasonable, he has no choice but to be ashamed.

While talking, Ye Lun opened the gift box, took out a navy blue tie, and handed it over.Qingfeng didn't answer, but said solemnly: "I won't."

"Follow the diagram, it's very detailed."

Qingfeng opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I don't understand."

Ye Lun looked bewildered: "What can't you understand?"

Qingfeng looked calm: "I can't understand anywhere."

"Ah, is that so..." Ye Lun blinked his eyes.Probably because Qingfeng's expression and tone were too good, he didn't see any flaws in a daze, and thought that the other party was really not good at it, so don't force it, and said in a good temper, "Then you take the phone, I'll come let's hit."

... so easy to deceive.

Qingfeng chuckled in his heart, as expected, he was still a little rabbit who didn't know much about the world.

Qingfeng is half a head taller than Yelun, and the height difference is quite harmonious.One doesn't need to bend down, the other doesn't need to stand on tiptoe, the distance is just right no matter talking or kissing.

But in order to avoid taking too long and making Young Master Ye's hands sore, Qingfeng still found an empty table and sat next to each other.The long tight legs were separated at a certain angle, stepped on the ground, and put Yellen standing in the middle, holding the tie in his hand, wrapped it around his neck, and wrapped it under the collar.

The staff were so busy that the fitting room was empty, just the two of them.

If anyone passes by and takes a look, they will definitely find how ambiguous and seductive this pose is.If Qingfeng wanted to, he would be able to wrap his arms around Ye Lun's waist, pull it closer by ten centimeters, open his mouth, and what he touched through a thin T-shirt was the pink tender spot in his impression.

On the contrary, the person involved has no other distractions and does not have this self-awareness.Two clumsy big boys get together, it's more funny than charming.

"Hold the phone, don't move it."

"...I didn't move."

After half a minute:

"You'd better move, the screen is black and on standby."

"Oh."

After a while:

"Help me turn to the next picture...and the next one...OK!"

"Done?"

"Huh!...Huh? Wait a minute, the shape is not right. Let me see... This is not a Windsor, but a Pratt knot. You must have accidentally touched the scroll bar when you unlocked it just now."

"This one is pretty..." Before he could say the good word, Ye Xiaotu had already untied the knot quickly.

"Come on again, get your phone."

"..." What else can I say?

Another half minute later.

Qingfeng looked at the picture, then looked down at Ye Lun's fingertips, struggled for two seconds before saying, "You seem to be going in the wrong direction."

"Huh? Where?"

After saying this, Young Master Ye raised his head and remembered: "Don't you understand?"

"Uh..." Fuck, it's revealed.

Qingfeng Haojian often participates in competitions, and his psychological quality is not ordinary. He took a breath, stabilized his heartbeat, and quickly said, "Guess."

If you can believe this, it's really crazy.

Ye Xiaotu immediately narrowed his eyes, stretched out his claws, and looked like he was about to scratch someone: "You are so brave, you dare to fool Master Ben, believe it or not!"

If it wasn't for laughing at this time, he would be pressed to the ground and beaten. Qingfeng couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly stretched out an arm: "Okay, don't be angry, I'll bite you."

Ye Lun grabbed his forearm and hummed arrogantly: "You think I dare not?"

Qingfeng didn't speak, just laughed muffled.

It's fine if he doesn't smile, but it's a bad thing if he smiles, Young Master Ye is so angry, the top of his head is almost smoking.He didn't like the stiff arm, flung it aside, reached out and grabbed Qingfeng's shirt collar, and pulled it aggressively to both sides——

He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and gnawed on his trapezius muscle with a kiss.

The author has something to say: Remarks: The trapezius muscle is the muscle group at the junction and turning point of the neck root and shoulder

☆, taking pictures is a technical activity

This bite was unambiguous, and it took a lot of effort.

Hearing Qingfeng's cry of pain, his hands reflexively moved forward and held Ye Lun's waist.The other party succeeded in sneak attack, followed his strength, and backed away.

Looking down, his eyes narrowed with a smile: a row of neat teeth marks, so obvious!

Qingfeng "hissed" gasped, and his voice changed: "Why do you always like to bite here?"

Why do you say "total"?

Seriously, this is not the first time Qingfeng has been bitten.I still remember last weekend, when he was carrying Ye Xiaotu all over the street looking for hotels, a similar situation had already happened once.

When he mentioned it, Ye Lun also remembered it, and she was quite confident: "Mmm... the taste is good."

After all, he licked his lips, only to feel that the tip of his tongue was a little salty, but he didn't feel disgusted, but rather an inexplicable taste.

"Really?" Qingfeng almost laughed angrily, still pinching Ye Lun's waist in his hand, and pulled it forward forcefully, "I'll try it too."

While speaking, he made a gesture to bite the young master's neck.

Ye Lun couldn't hold it back, laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and pushed him, and the two of them were almost "fighting".

In the middle of the commotion, a head suddenly poked into the door of the fitting room, and asked loudly, "Is it alright?"

Hearing the voice, it sounded familiar, it was Amy.

Qingfeng was shocked when he heard the sound, probably because of a guilty conscience, he quickly let go.Ye Lun was still laughing, bent down to pick up the tie that fell on the floor, and turned around to say hello: "Come right away."

"It took a long time to tie the knot, did you stay in school with your proud little IQ?" Amy walked in and looked at the two little guys with disgust, "You are clumsy, if you don't hurry, the day lily will be gone!" It's cold."

"Hmm." Ye Lun rubbed his nose, not daring to talk back.

"What about the stuff? Give it to me, I'll do it." Amy said, took the tie, and put it on Qingfeng's neck, three times, five divisions, and two. Others haven't seen how she got around, a neat, The beautiful Windsor knots are freshly baked.

"666." Yellen applauded beside her.

Amy tugged at his ears: "What time are you still flattering me? Go out to work for my sister!"

Without the support of the staff, there are really only two people on the side of the office area, the model and the photographer.

Fortunately, the scenery and lighting are all ready-made and have been set up properly. Otherwise, the effect may not be good if it is just shot.

Yellen took off his coat, put it aside, and changed into a vest; he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, and stood outside the spotlight with his camera in his hand. He really looked like a professional photographer:

"Are you ready?"

Qingfeng put on his suit jacket, looked at the dense reflective panels all around, and thought about it seriously: "No."

"Oh." Yellen nodded, "Let's start then."

"??" Qingfeng was tossing the buttons, thinking he should emphasize, "I said 'no'."

"I heard it." Ye Lun chuckled, "But based on my experience, when you are really ready, the year will be over. It's okay, it's normal to be nervous for the first time, so let's do it."

Qingfeng is also a cheerful person, shrugging his shoulders handsomely: "Then come!"

Many things are easy to think, but difficult to actually do.As the saying goes, interlacing is like a mountain. It is not a joke, but a talk of experience.

Qing Fengkong has a good appearance, but he doesn't have much idea when posing for a photo.Even the most basic common sense is taught by Ye Lun on the spot, and he can sell what he learns again.

I really couldn't understand it, so I had to blink innocently, spread my hands, and it was written all over my face: I can't do anything.

In all likelihood, Young Master Ye couldn't take it anymore, so he obediently put down his camera and stepped into the arena.

After setting up the shape, he instructed Qingfeng, where to put his hands, what angle to look at, how to handle props, and how to pose... The latter is like a copier, remembering all the details, and then posing as it is.

Although the method is stupid, but fortunately Ye Lun dislikes everyone, except Qingfeng——

Take a picture with the camera, and it is subtly different from what you see with the naked eye.Facing the impeccable profile in the camera, sharp and tough, no matter who it is, patience will be very good.

To be handsome is to take advantage, Ye Lun thought old-fashionedly.I don't have the slightest awareness that I have taken advantage of it for 18 years since I was a child...

In the middle of the business district, there is a black all-in-one printer on the large boss's desk. It is a brand that the hypermarket will push in the next quarter.

Ye Lun rubbed his chin, turned around the table, and said to himself: Such a stupid thing, it can be shot in the shed alone, why do you have to poke a model next to it, no matter how you pose, it looks very deliberate .

He was thinking hard on this side, and Qingfeng next to him was holding a DSLR, and the old god was there.

The camera was just when Ye Lun came over to give a demonstration, and he slipped him