Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

In Hon Hai Entertainment Brokerage Company, Yang Huan stood in front of the boss's desk with an ugly expression.

"Last time, the funds for three sets of photo shoots were clearly approved. Why are there two sets now? The three artists in my hand need to shoot a set of their own promotional photos, otherwise there will be no better materials..."

The boss of Hon Hai is a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a cigar in his hand, with his legs on the table, he said indifferently:

"The two sets that were approved to you in the end are two sets. Isn't two sets enough? The three in your hand are not big stars, and they don't even count as debuts. You can just pat on them."

Yang Huan still wanted to work hard: "But..."

"Yang Huan." The boss of Hon Hai gave him a cool look, and said slowly: "Now you don't have so much capital to make conditions with me. You are no longer what you used to be."

"But they are all contracted artists of Hon Hai, don't they deserve that?" Yang Huan argued.

"Heh." The boss stuffed the cigar into his mouth and spread his hands: "There is no way, you have to know that the company's finances are also a little tight recently, resources and funds are all tilted towards An Yangxu, how can there be so many funds allocated to him?" You over there, right?"

Finally, Yang Huan walked out of the boss's office with his head down.

Zhuo Xi, Shen Jia and Dong Huarong were all waiting for him outside, seeing his appearance, there was nothing they didn't understand.

Definitely didn't get it.

Two days ago, the filming of the crew finished, so they don't have to go to the crew every day now. Yang Huan originally wanted them to take a good class and take a set of photos for each of them, which can be used to promote Weibo later.

Because they didn't even have a decent promotional photo, this is what Yang Huan must strive for.

But now there are only two sets of funds, and the company is obviously embarrassing him.

After listening to the results, Shen Jia thought for a while, took Yang Huan's hand and said, "...it's okay, there are two sets, I'll do it next time!"

His expression was a little pained, and he was quite regretful.

Who knows when the next time will be, but as it turned out, among the three of them, one of them must not take pictures.

Dong Huarong: "I don't want to shoot this time, you guys do."

Zhuo Xi: "Stop arguing, it's fine for the two of you to shoot, I have another way."

The other three looked at him with surprised expressions, as if they were saying: Are you going to use your family relationship?

Zhuo Xi shook her head: "It's not what you think."

"Why are you standing here?" A familiar voice came, they turned their heads, and saw An Yangxu walking past them with his hands in his pockets, turning his face to the side and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Come to ask the boss for approval of funds? "

"..." They are all colleagues in the same company, and naturally they all have some understanding of each other's movements. Yang Huan felt a little shameless.

Feeling even more guilty in his heart, he lowered his head and was speechless for a while.

"Do you want me to help?" An Yangxu looked at Zhuoxi and asked with a smile.

"No." The young man responded flatly.

"Really." An Yangxu continued to walk into the boss's office, and threw down two words: "All right."

Feng Ze glanced at them and followed them in.

The office door slammed shut, and the four of them looked at each other.

In the dormitory, they sat in a circle around the table, Yang Huan's pupils dilated, staring at the plain-looking business card on the table, his expression was a little restless.

Zhuo Xi: "What's wrong? Isn't he a photographer?"

Yang Huan picked up the business card, looked at it again and again, exhaled, wiped it with his hands, and sighed: "...No, he is a photographer, but he is not an ordinary photographer."

Zhuoxi: "?"

Yang Huan: "You really don't know the name Xu Jia?"

"Xu Jia..." Shen Jia scratched his neck, his eyes lit up, "By the way, just check it online!"

He took out his phone, typed the word Xu Jia, and a bunch of search results popped up.

However, Shen Jia couldn't help but showed a surprised expression on the first one.

"He is really a photographer, and...he has won many awards that look amazing..."

"Xu Jia is currently one of the best portrait photographers in China. He is very good at taking pictures of people. There is no one in the circle who does not want to invite him." Yang Huan stared at Zhuoxi closely, "So you know each other?"

"Just... the first time I met a few days ago." Zhuo Xi didn't want to explain too much, his focus was that Xu Jia was a quite famous photographer.

Yang Huan: Very good?Isn't that great, that's very, extremely famous!

"Will he agree to help you take pictures?" He asked with some concern.

Zhuoxi: "Yes."

"That's good." Yang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was a little worried: "Is it because of your family background? Or?"

He knew that the young man was unwilling to rely on his family, so he was afraid that he would have to use his family's power, so he was reluctant.

"Because I did him a little favor last time." Zhuo Xi said.

"So it's a favor, that's good, that's good." Yang Huan nodded.

Xu Jia's studio is located in a very stylish garden. When Zhuo Xi went, he was drawing with a drawing board in the yard.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Seeing people, Xu Jia put down the drawing board with a smile, got up and brought them into his studio.

The studio has a clean and transparent style, without too many obstructions, and the light is very good. There are almost all tools for taking pictures.

Yang Huan said respectfully: "Hello, Photographer Xu, these are the spare clothes we brought..."

He held several sets of men's clothing in his hand, all of which were borrowed from the company and had to be returned when they were used up.

Xu Jia picked out those clothes and looked at them, frowning.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Huan: "?"

The young photographer, who was still in the wind and rain just now, looked as if someone owed him 800 million. Obviously, he was not satisfied with these clothes.

Zhuoxi could see that the other party had a temper in terms of art, and was not as gentle as usual. "These are the only sets that can be borrowed from the company in my size." He explained.

"What about your private server?" Xu Jia looked at him for a while and said.

Zhuo Xi: "They're all at home, do you want to go back and get them? It's just that your studio is a little far away."

Yang Huanxin said, Su Qi, Su Qi, you should be more polite to such a big photographer, how can you be so straightforward as you are to your colleagues and friends.

He thought that Xu Jia would feel that Su Qi's attitude was disrespectful, but unexpectedly, Xu Jia's reaction was only: "Well, I still have a few sets of clothes here, come with me to have a look."

The two talked with each other in the same tone, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious. They were like friends who knew each other, and no one cared about who was polite or not.

Yang Huan finally let go of his worries: It seems that Xu Jia doesn't care about these things, he and Su Qi get along quite well.

"Then, then I'll wait for you here?" He felt that Xu Jia didn't like letting others enter his private territory, and said consciously.

"Well, there is a water dispenser over there. If you want to drink water, you can do it yourself." Xu Jia turned around and said.

Zhuo Xi followed the other party into a pure white room. There were a few simple floor-to-ceiling hangers with more than a dozen sets of clothes hanging on them, both men's and women's.

There were not many of them, and he didn't know if there were any of them that he could wear.

If not, you have to go home and get it.

Xu Jia picked up the clothes, looking at him as he picked them up.

Stop and think about it from time to time, as if sketching the picture you want to shoot in your mind.Zhuoxi didn't bother him, and patiently let the other party think.

Then Xu Jia patted him on the shoulder and handed him a blue shirt in his hand.

"That's it."

Zhuoxi: "?"

He looked at the clothes and asked, "Where are the pants?"

"Don't wear pants." Xu Jia said.

Zhuoxi's eyes showed shock.

Xu Jia made a sound and explained: "It's not that you don't wear anything, you just need to wear underwear. This shirt is long and can cover your buttocks. Do you know that the bottom is missing?"

Zhuoxi: "I don't know."

"It's okay, you don't need to know, that's what it means." Xu Jia pushed him behind the curtain and said with a smile, "Go and change, trust my eyes."

"...Okay." Zhuo Xixin said, at least there is still a piece of clothes, not just naked.

This shirt looks decent, so it should work.

When he changed his clothes and went out, both Xu Jia and Yang Huan looked straight over, and their gazes flicked across the young man's straight and slender legs.

Due to Su Qi's physique, his body hair is relatively sparse and the color is also light. He doesn't have "hair pants", and he can't see much leg hair unless he looks carefully.

"At first I wanted you to shave your leg hair, but now it doesn't seem necessary." Xu Jia smiled and waved to him: "Come here."

He likes to be quiet, he is alone in the studio, and there are no other helpers, he has always been used to doing things by himself.

Zhuoxi's hair was messed up by his hands, and he also unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, Zhuoxi: "This is?"

He looked down at Xu Jia's movements, a little puzzled.

Yang Huan watched from the side, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

Su Qi's legs, how come they look better than girls' legs... It makes even a straight man like him a little moved.

"Okay, let's go to the carpet over there." Xu Jia pointed to the photography area built opposite.

On the dark carpet, there was a coffee-colored cushion, Zhuoxi walked over and sat down, bowed his head and buttoned his collar again.

Xu Jia's complexion changed, and he walked over immediately, and said softly: "Su Qi, what I want is the feeling of being exposed but not exposed, and the feeling of fishing. You have buckled it all up, what should I shoot?"

"Fishing system?" Zhuoxi raised his eyes, "You want me to make that kind of seductive gesture?"

"It's not a temptation." Xu Jia thought for a while, "It's the kind of natural... Forget it, I can't tell, so let's do it, let's get rid of the two heads."

Zhuoxi nodded.

Xu Jia returned to the opposite side again, picked up the camera, and took a look in the lens. He suddenly found that the young man who only unbuttoned two buttons looked better than before.

The young man's character is slightly conservative, Xu Jia tried to remind him: "You look at my camera and imagine me as the person you want to be with the most..."

Zhuoxi stared at him for a moment, but gave up.

"I can't imagine."

Xu Jia inexplicably felt that he had been insulted: "...Then just imagine, he is here, looking at you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, the young man opened his eyes again, but this time, it gave Xu Jia a completely different feeling.

There was something called lingering in the young man's eyes, as if he was looking at a very attractive person, and that person, being stared at by him, sparks appeared in the young man's eyes.

Yang Huan on the side: ...Although he couldn't understand it, he was shocked.

Xu Jia captured the most charming moment of the young man, and then he raised his head, thoughtful.

Why do you think that the person Su Qi sees is not a girl...