shallow affection

Jian Qingli returned to her bachelor apartment, and tripped over dirty clothes as soon as she entered the door.

Zhong Youling's phone rang again, and he turned on the computer while muttering "Hurry up, hurry up!"

After sitting motionless for two hours, I finally handed in the film.When I stood up again, I felt like my waist was broken.He propped up his lower back like a pregnant woman, massaged his fingers weakly, walked around the small room, finally lay down on the lazy sofa, picked out the tablet from the gap, and started to play with cutting fruit.

Although the work is hard, it is free after all, not to mention that she is still engaged in the career she loves. Jian Qingli is quite content.

He fell in love with photography when he was 15 years old. At the age of 16, I owned the first SLR in my life, a Canon EOS70D that seems very outdated now.It was Fang Mingzhan's birthday gift to him, and there were still some old photos that he had forgotten to export. Jian Qingli occasionally looked through it, and Fang Mingzhan, who was wearing a school uniform and acting as a model with a stinky face, was very vivid and cute on the screen, and he always fell in love with him all at once. Evoked his nostalgia for the student days.

Jian Qingli majored in financial management at university, which was boring. After graduation, he turned his hobby into a career and became an independent photographer. Later, he reached a long-term cooperation with the fashion magazine "hifashion". His income is not high or low among his peers, and he can support himself , also has a little fame.

Speaking of the magazine "hifashion", the experience is extremely legendary and the fate is ups and downs.It was originally a tabloid specializing in celebrity gossip, but under the impact of the Internet, it is almost destined to be the first batch of victims in an environment where paper media has shrunk dramatically.

Liang Haian, the assistant to the executive editor at the time and now the president, did not seek another way out. After thinking hard, he decided to change the style of the magazine, no longer grabbing cakes, but expanding the market and winning the likes of Zhaifu Two-dimensional and other circles.

The idea sounded stupid, and it failed.However, there is no limit to the road. A junior high school girl discovered the clumsy efforts of this third-rate magazine, as well as a large number of misused words in the circle in the article, and posted it on the Internet in a funny way. A wave of good-natured ridicule flared up.

The cover of that issue of the magazine was an [-]th-line model—they couldn't afford celebrities at all, and Jian Qingli was the photographer for the cover of that issue.In the "hahaha", the bold and avant-garde fashion concept of the cover picture, beautiful scenery, excellent light and shadow and expression capture, and of course, the beauty of the model, has attracted widespread attention and praise in the fashion circle.

Liang Haian keenly sensed the opportunity, and took advantage of this fire to turn "hifashion" into a profit through a series of high-quality content and excellent production.In the past two years, the magazine has developed steadily and upwards, gathered a group of fans with a strong sense of belonging, and can afford second-tier stars from time to time.

Liang Haian hugged Jian Qingli's thigh tightly and didn't relax, because the cover photos that made the magazine famous at the beginning, from the set, model outfits to photo editing, were all done by Jian Qingli. They would be on the verge of bankruptcy. The photographer is actually a treasure.

After playing how to cut fruit, Jian Qingli was hungry, so she ordered a cheese baked rice takeaway, and while eating, she translated the American version of "VOGUE".After eating, he lay on the sofa in a daze, fell asleep unknowingly, and when he woke up, it was dark.

The room was dark and lonely with no lights on. Jian Qingli sat up cross-legged, with her frizzy hair on her head, and began to seriously consider whether to keep a pet as a companion.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, and someone made a video call.

He clicked to answer, and a heroic face immediately appeared in front of the camera, distorted and distorted because of being too close. The people on the screen called him "Xiaoqing" and called him out for dinner as if singing an opera.

Jian Qingli lacked interest: "Don't go, I'm tired."

"It's hard to be free today, so I won't come again when I can't miss this opportunity."

Jian Qingli teased: "So busy, is this the dream of an international supermodel come true?"

The man snorted, "Shit, there are only 13 followers on Weibo."

Jian Qingli smiled gloatingly.

This handsome man with a resentful face and a love of spring and autumn dreams is the cover model of the popular issue of "hifashion", Xiang Tingzhou.The two can become friends purely because they share similar tastes. They both have high-spirited eyes and are not guilty. One thinks that he is very talented and will soon become the most amazing fashion photographer, and the other has high ambitions and wants to become an international supermodel. Charge.In fact, every time we meet, it's either tearing things down or sarcastic.

Jian Qingli couldn't bear Xiang Tingzhou's soft-heartedness, changed into a new set of clothes and went out.Before leaving, I looked in the mirror and found a red hickey on my collarbone.

He touched it, showing a slightly frustrated expression.

According to the positioning issued by Xiang Tingzhou, Jian Qingli drove the car to the Caihe shopping mall. At the entrance of a certain fried meat restaurant on the first floor, Xiang Tingzhou ostentatiously wore big sunglasses and greeted him warmly: "Baby, here you are." !"

A man passing by heard this, and showed a disgusted expression. Xiang Tingzhou pulled off his sunglasses, gave him a fierce stare, cursed in a low voice, and walked away.

"I saw your car from a long distance. There is progress. The trajectory has changed from a big wave to a small wave."

"Get out." Jian Qingli approached, looked up at the restaurant signboard, "Fried pork, what the hell."

"Aren't you in the fashion industry? You don't even know that."

Jian Qingli rolled his eyes at him: "The fashion circle is not the gourmet circle."

Xiang Tingzhou said: "I think you lack the pursuit of a refined life."

Jian Qingli pouted.He is indeed lazy and homebound after work, and spends most of his time at home reading books and playing games. Unless friends force him to invite him, he rarely goes out to socialize, eat, drink, or travel.

Unlike when he fell in love with Fang Mingzhan, everything he saw was fresh, and he had to share with each other whatever interesting things he encountered, and the ordinary life was full of fun.Later, they broke up, and they couldn't find anyone who was so connected with each other—maybe Leo was half of them, and Jian Qingli gradually became a snail.

"Let's go, my brother has made an appointment for today's treat. I heard that this restaurant is very authentic." Xiang Tingzhou proudly embraced Jian Qingli's shoulders, and suddenly saw the hickey marks on his neck, and burst out several words in shock foul language.

"You are..." He grabbed Jian Qingli's neckline, trying to pry it open to check the scene inside, but was slapped away by Jian Qingli.

Xiang Tingzhou took two steps back, and criticized Jian Qingli bitterly: "Didn't you say that you need to find me? I'm still queuing up with the number plate of love. You make me sad!"

Jian Qingli shook her head sincerely: "I'm afraid you will pass on the disease to me."

Xiang Tingzhou swears to the sky, threatening that he has done a good job in safety measures, and also brazenly said that although the people next to his pillow come and go, the white moonlight in his heart is still Jian Qingli.Now Bai Yueguang, who had rejected him thousands of times, suddenly went to Wushan with others, Xiang Tingzhou couldn't figure it out, and was very jealous.He questioned Jian Qingli, he was the first one in line, and the number plate said one, who else could be ahead of him.

"Ex-boyfriend," Jian Qingli laughed loudly, "He got zero."

Xiang Tingzhou was stunned for a long time, and shouted: "A good horse never turns back, do you understand?"

Jian Qingli walked into the restaurant on her own, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm hungry."

The business of this fried meat restaurant is very prosperous, and every seat is full.Xiang Tingzhou's table was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and tens of meters outside was the busy Central Street in Cangshi.

At this time, it was already dark, and street lamps, car lights, and neon lights were all lit up, and the night comforted people who had been busy all day with its unique tranquility.

Xiang Tingzhou scanned the QR code to order, and asked Jian Qingli what he wanted to eat.

"Anything is fine, don't be picky eaters, here's a plate of beef."

Xiang Tingzhou sighed, his brows drooping, "It's hard to believe that I've lost my love."

"It's almost done. If you see the virtue of loving one another, don't pretend that I don't know."

Xiang Tingzhou clutched his heart as if he was injured, and sang a love song with his broken voice: "What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you get favored is confident."

Jian Qingli really couldn't bear this exaggerated performance, she raised her chin and looked out the window at the stop-and-go pedestrians.

A somewhat familiar black Bentley came into view. He stretched his neck and pressed his face against the glass. He saw Fang Mingzhan get out of the car, go around to the passenger and open the door, and then a handsome and shy boy supported him. His arm popped out.

The two of them were very close together, I don't know what the boy whispered in Fang Mingzhan's ear, but Fang Mingzhan smiled gently.

"What drink?" Xiang Tingzhou raised his head and found that Jian Qingli was in a daze, so he followed his gaze.

"Ah," Jian Qingli sat back upright, "What did you say?"

Fang Mingzhan and the boys around him had already walked into the mall and were out of sight.

"Ask what drink you drink."

"Whatever, lemonade."

Xiang Tingzhou placed the order neatly, and suddenly asked: "The tall one, ex-boyfriend?"

He looked carefree on the outside, but in fact he was very thoughtful, Jian Qingli didn't expect him to see it, paused, and admitted generously: "Yeah."

"The old love is unforgettable?"

"No." Probably because he felt that his tone was not strong enough, Jian Qingli added, "How is that possible."

Xiang Tingzhou felt that things were not as simple as he said, and showed an exaggerated excited expression: "It's true, I haven't tried his style, I'll go after it, you don't mind!"

"Go ahead," Jian Qingli didn't fall for his tricks, "Didn't you see that there is one next to him? He is the same as you, the kind who never refuses anyone. Hey wait, didn't you still like me just now?" ?”

Xiang Tingzhou looked disgusted: "You are just an iceberg that can't be warmed up, fascinated the people around you, and you are in that old monk's trance."

This strange wording made Jian Qingli choke on his drink.

The dinner was quite enjoyable, but Xiang Tingzhou told too many jokes, which seemed very deliberate, as if deliberately trying to make Jian Qingli happy, so that he would forget about the embarrassing incident of his ex-boyfriend getting married again.Jian Qingli really wanted to press his head and say that there is no need, but in the end, he cooperated to create an atmosphere and did not win his good intentions.

After a meal, both of them are very tired.In a sudden silence, Jian Qingli's cell phone rang, and Zhong Youling, the fashion editor of "hifashion", started to send him jobs again, although she said "please, please", her tone of command was very natural.

"Taking a group portrait, both the cover and the inside page, we invited a big shot."

Jian Qingli complained: "Can't you let me rest for two days? Didn't Sister Liang poach an excellent talent last month and ask them to take pictures."

"You say that you are not human if you have money but don't make money," Zhong Youling paused, and said helplessly, "Sister Xiao Zhou is talented, but she lacks experience and has a bit impatient personality. If you have an appointment for an interview, you can’t make a mistake.”

"I'm going to be exhausted, can your company hire a retoucher to help me relieve the pressure?"

Zhong Youling said: "I have already asked you to partner with others to open a studio, or to hire an assistant. If you don't listen, you deserve it now. Every time I have to get involved, I will clean up and move your equipment for you."

Jian Qingli knew that she couldn't get sympathy, so she sighed and asked, "Who are you shooting?"

The voice on the other end was lowered, with a trace of excitement: "The well-known young director, He Cen. Do you know? He is very talented. He has made three films so far, one long and two short, and he has won awards. Now he is preparing for a new film It's a movie."

"He," Jian Qingli had a vague impression. He had seen He Cen's movie, a large number of parallel montage shots, saturated colors, large blocks and monotonous. He didn't like it very much, but he also recognized the talent of the other party.

While hesitating whether to accept the job, Xiang Tingzhou, who was eavesdropping, suddenly shook his arm excitedly and nodded desperately.

"Okay," Jian Qingli waved Xiang Tingzhou's hand away, agreed with Zhong Youling on the time and place, and hung up.

"Do you like He Cen?"

"Isn't he casting for his new movie? I want to take part in it. When you were taking pictures, you got close to him and recommended me to him."

"You think I'm his father. He listens to what I say."

"You try it, I met him some time ago, maybe he still remembers me." Xiang Tingzhou paid the bill courteously, with a flattering smile, "Modeling is too difficult, I wanted to change careers early in the morning. Actor. Besides, my contract is about to expire, so I have to plan for the future."

Jian Qingli found it funny: "You think actors are easy?"

"That's different. If you meet Bole, your debut will be a good work, and it will definitely be easier to go later."

"Then why didn't you go find him yourself? Didn't you say that you two knew each other?" Jian Qingli suddenly realized, and looked at Xiang Tingzhou who had a face of "it's too late to regret", "Have you two slept before?"

Xiang Tingzhou rarely blushed, scratched the back of his head, and said guiltily, "If I had known he was a great director, I would have worked harder."

He was like a shameless golden retriever, with his forelegs grabbing Jian Qingli's neck, and he almost licked it with his tongue: "Xiaoqing, please help me!"

"Master, let me go, my back hurts..."

The two were chattering, Jian Qingli finally got rid of the entanglement, ran two steps towards the parking lot with a smile, and then stopped suddenly.

Fang Mingzhan stood three meters away, watching him quietly.