Weird Gacha Machine

"Boss Yin, what do you think of fairy tales?"

When Yin Mu was about to fall asleep, Song Qingqiao suddenly asked such an unintelligible question.

"No opinion, interesting but corny."

In fact, this statement is not quite right, but because it is widely circulated, there is nothing new about it.So why are there so many movies adapted from mythology now?Isn't it just looking for the fresh energy in it?

In Song Qingqiao's mind, the brakes were turned on in an instant, why should he sleep, the most important thing is to create.After painting at home for a week, Kuang Nan was rejected.

"It's easy to be superior." Kuang Nan told Yin Mu that he only worked so hard when the teacher assigned fifty sketches and completed them in one day when he was studying art.

"You found this job for him?" Yin Mu found that Kuang Nan was honest and had no evil intentions, just like ordinary people. He attributed his admission to the ace major of the Academy of Fine Arts to the blessing of the Bodhisattva, which seemed to be a good one. a devout Buddhist.

If he knew that he loves money so much, he probably wouldn't think so.

"Not exactly, I'm just building a bridge." Kuang Nan said, "Excellent people have more opportunities than others."

Excellence, of course, does not only mean that you are talented.

Many times, a genius just fully expresses the fleeting thoughts in your mind, and you think, ah, this is really the case, why didn’t I think of it?In fact, you thought about it, but you just didn't grasp it.

Just like the myths drawn by Song Qingqiao, they are just Journey to the West, so why do people feel different?

This set of pictures feels too much if it is too much, and it is not exaggerated if it is too little. In short, it is just right, not exaggerated or impatient, just gorgeous.Majestic and vast, it seems to have restored the original appearance of Journey to the West. It really makes you feel the aura of the gods and soldiers and the sturdyness of the Monkey King. fierce.

It was another experience that was so shocking that he couldn't speak, this time not only Yin Mu, but also Kuang Nan.Both of them compared their thumbs, admiring such a strange person.

After Kuang Nan came to his senses, he was heartbroken. At least this set of pictures could sell for [-] to [-] yuan, why... why did he only sign one thousand and one pages!Sorry!The intestines are all green with regret!

When the manuscript was delivered, the editor was very satisfied, and wanted Song Qingqiao to sign a long-term contract with their magazine, and the various benefits and benefits were so exciting.But Song Qingqiao refused without giving a reason, who knows what he thought.

All he asked was, "When is the special issue coming out?"

The editor replied: "Early May, but we will start promoting it from the middle of the month."

Song Qingqiao was counting the time in her heart, the release time of the special issue was close to the release time of the picture book, and she had to do something before the release of the picture book, otherwise the money would not be raised at all.

"I don't think you look like someone who is short of money. What do you need so much money for?" Kuang Nan asked him after walking out of the magazine office.

"It's not too much, it's just urgent." Obviously Song Qingqiao didn't intend to tell him, "I'll transfer the money spent on Weibo to you."

After transferring the money, Song Qingqiao had a balance of less than [-] on the card, and transferred an extra [-] to Kuang Nan, which was counted as...economic expenses.

"After this special issue is publicized, other magazines may find it. During this time, what we need is..." Kuang Nan turned his little head, "An Internet celebrity."

Internet celebrity, Internet celebrity, so easy to say, where can I find it?

Wait a minute, there seems to be one.

Zhao Yi was quite surprised that Song Qingqiao would contact her.When Meng Er approached her, she had just woken up, and had participated in an event on the platform the night before, and the donors dominated the three-hour list for her, earning a lot of money.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Yi looked at the two people sitting in front of him and laughed.

Meng Er didn't know what was going on, and Song Qingqiao had never asked anyone else for anything, so it was hard to tell.

"Sister, do you need to shoot a photo album or something recently?" He said.

"Ah? A photo album? What am I doing shooting that?" Zhao Yi is a game anchor. Although she occasionally has to sing two small songs to meet the requirements of the sponsor, she still holds her current seat firmly with her strength. "What do you have? Let's talk straight."

This girl has such a good personality!Not beating around the bush at all!

"It's just that I want to take a group photo of you." Song Qingqiao said it straight, that's what it meant.

Meng Er intuitively felt that he seemed to be involved in something terrible.Crazy, Song Qingqiao is really crazy.

"Shooting, and then?" Zhao Yi crossed his legs and waited for him to speak.

"I'm going to publish a picture book in a while, I hope you can help me promote it." After all, he is a big boss with 500 million fans, so he is a fucking big boss.

It was not easy for Song Qingqiao to tell this matter, it was all for money, the words "hope" and "help me" were taught by Kuang Nan.

Zhao Yi stared at Song Qingqiao for a while, and said, "Sure, but you can't take my money."

"It's all a favor if you don't let me." Song Qingqiao solved another difficult problem. "Then I'll go first. Let's talk tonight, shall we?"

"Why do you have to wait until night again?"

"I have to pick up Mr. Yin from get out of class. By the way, you two must not tell him about this, please."

Looking at Song Qingqiao's walking figure, Zhao Yi felt a little happy in his heart: "Where did Yin Mu find such a treasure?"

Meng Er sneered: "That's because you are asking for it. You don't know how much he usually owes."

"You don't owe it, right? I think you are the one who owes it the most."

In the past, Yin Mu and Yin Mu were like glue every day after class, and they still laughed at the same deskmate who played games all day long and didn't do his job properly.

"Then I often invite you two to eat too." Menger was wronged, he just owed it.

"How rare."

Song Qingqiao took the manuscript fee and wanted to invite Yin Mu to dinner. Yin Mu really wanted to say, let's eat two bowls of miscellaneous sauce noodles by the side of the road.Brother Qiao, you earn your hard-earned money, save some money.

Then Song Qingqiao, he also knows that he has been busy recently and didn't pay much attention to Yin Mu. Of course he has some guilt in his heart, but he can't say it out. If you don't say it, I don't say it. It's over in a daze.

"Brother Qiao, haven't you seen Miss Zeng for a while?" Yin Mu asked.

"It's okay, I called her." Song Qingqiao was talking with Zhao Yi about taking pictures.

The time is set on Saturday the day after tomorrow, and Zhao Yi wants to shoot a set of girly ones. Since she is often ridiculed by fans as "Brother xx", she wants to open their eyes.

Yin Mu ran over and slammed heavily on Song Qingqiao who was lying on the bed, faintly hearing the crackling of bones.

"Every day, who are you chatting with!"

Song Qingqiao quickly put down the phone, held his face and kissed him: "It's just work."

"Are you unable to hold anything else in your mind besides work?" Yin Mu sat straddling him with his arms folded, and he must explain clearly today.

Song Qingqiao also sat up, put her arms around his waist, and looked up at him: "It's all because of you."

Stop talking nonsense with a f*cking smile!

But Yin Mu couldn't swear, so he just looked at it and only thought about it, Brother Qiao, it's so beautiful.

There can be a bottom line for Song Qingqiao, but it is impossible for Song Qingqiao's face.

You can only surrender and surrender. Whatever he says is what he says, and what he says is what he believes.

On the day of the photo shoot, Kuang Nan arranged to rent a private studio. It was said to be a studio, but it was actually a one-bedroom apartment with a distinctive decoration, fresh and girly.When the light is on, it is a simple white tone, and when the light is turned off and the neon tube is turned on, it is a pink and purple tone.

"Where did you find this place?" Song Qingqiao asked Kuang Nan while fiddling with the camera.

"I opened it with my classmates, and I support entrepreneurship."

After Zhao Yi visited this place, he said lightly, "I want to make my house look like this."

"Hey, if you want to decorate, I can introduce you to someone who studies design, and I'm satisfied." Kuang Nan, you know that you are just like an intermediary now, how much intermediary fee can you get for a lump sum?

"I just learned design." Song Qingqiao pushed Kuang Nan aside, "Go outside, don't get in the way here."

In Zhao Yi's opinion, there is almost no pressure to cooperate with Song Qingqiao, and it is much better than those photographers who took promotional photos she worked with before.I always like to put on airs and show myself to be very professional, which is not attractive at all.

Song Qingqiao gave her a few instructions, saying where the light should be, and where the camera would look better, and then let her do whatever she wanted.

"You can express whatever mood you want your fans to see you in."

I must have been a female anchor for two or three years, so there should be no big problem in this regard.

The two cooperated quite well. Zhao Yi's tense state as he took more pictures in the past did not appear today. Instead, he was very relaxed from the beginning.When the expression is tired, Song Qingqiao can still say a few words to make people happy.The last shot was the part on the bed. Zhao Yi changed into a set of pajamas and wore a furry hat with rabbit ears. He sat on the bed without moving much and Song Qingqiao said that the filming was over.

"I won't push you if the quality of the filming is so fast." Zhao Yi joked at him.

"No, I will show you three finished films tomorrow."

When Zhao Yi received the finished film the next day, he immediately posted on Weibo, and posted a notice without delay.

[Your friend girl Yi will be online soon! 】

The response from the nerds was good. Zhao Yi broadcasted live for four hours that night and took the first place in the four-hour list.

Song Qingqiao is really tricky in taking pictures, and the three photos he edited happened to be three scenes, one was the phantom on the sofa in the living room, half obscured by the curtains blown by the wind, and the other was the scene with the lights turned off. The backlit side of the background wall of the siphon, and finally in the bedroom, Zhao Yi couldn't remember when it was taken, it was a hazy snapshot.The three pictures are not complete in terms of artistic conception, and they are just right for making a preview.

Zhao Yi, who had downloaded the broadcast, sent a message to Meng Er: 【Who is Song Qingqiao? 】

【? ? ? 】

[It's okay, go to bed, you idiot. 】

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