Qingkong's lips moved, but he didn't deny it.
Seeing that he had no objection, Su Kexuan continued: "You, shoot the works you like, and I will help you deal with the trivial matters."
This was also the promise Su Kexuan made when the two met.
Now, Su Kexuan has done it.
But Qingkong has doubts in his heart: "I checked you and you are good at making money, so you help me because I can help you make money?"
"It will happen in the future. Right now, I'm just losing money and making money."
Su Kexuan doesn't want to talk about such empty things as "feelings".
Therefore, she expressed her thoughts very frankly.
It was just her idea that Qingkong didn't like.
He felt like he had become a commodity in Su Kexuan's eyes.
Su Kexuan saw the emotional changes in his eyes and stopped talking.
She took out a key and a card from her bag and handed it over: "You can live here during this period."
"Thank you, accommodation fee..."
"I have written it all down, including the money I spent on you before. I will deduct it from your remuneration later."
Su Kexuan's decision relieved Qingkong from so much pressure.
He doesn't like to owe favors, especially money, so it's best to figure it out clearly.
And Su Kexuan's approach won his approval.
Speaking of which, Su Kexuan is really a surprising person.
When he first met her, Qingkong thought she was just an ordinary beautiful woman.
After getting in touch with her, I discovered that her beauty and strength were directly proportional to each other.
Not only does he do things in an organized manner, but he is also very principled.
That's right, although she is always smiling, her smiles are formulaic.
But the moment I just looked at the photo, my smile became a little more sincere.
This discovery made Qingkong very curious.
He wanted to know what could happen to make someone like her happy.
Could it be... that he made a lot of money?
Qingkong rarely had the urge to gossip.
Su Kexuan took out her mobile phone and humbly asked Qingkong for advice: "I also took some photos at my friend's wedding. Let a professional comment on it."
Qingkong took the phone and looked through it one by one.
His expression was calm and his voice was calm. As for his evaluation, he was concise and to the point: "Very amateurish."
"Well... I am indeed an amateur, but the scene was filled with happiness and I couldn't help but want to record it."
"Photographs are a kind of record. What you take captures the essence."
Qingzora said, and paused for a moment while sliding his finger across the photo.
Then, he pointed to the photo on his phone and said, "This one is distorted. Delete it."
Su Kexuan looked at it carefully, then immediately took the phone over and changed the subject: "By the way, I have arranged an interview for you."
"Interview? I don't like it."
"I guessed it, so I only picked up one for you. The reporter who interviewed you is very knowledgeable and is also a good photographer. I believe you will have a great time chatting."
Qingzora still wanted to refuse.
But after Su Kexuan looked at the time, she stood up and said, "I'm going to the airport. If you need anything, I'll talk about it when I get back."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Qingkong watched Su Kexuan leave, and then continued to drink the unfinished coffee.
When Qingkong put down the coffee cup, he suddenly felt...
Why does the distorted photo taken by Su Kexuan look familiar?
…
The exhibition hall was crowded on weekends.
Most of the people in the exhibition hall came for the photographer, Qing Kong.
They appreciated the works, communicated with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
But among them, there are also those who join in the fun.
Jiang Mobai belongs to this type.
He stood in the crowd with a serious expression, staring at a piece of work for a long time.
When Wang Zi saw this, he also looked over.
Then he nodded frequently: "These photos are really good!"
"Where's the good place?"
"……lifelike!"
This comment made Jiang Mobai roll his eyes.
He was not interested in photography exhibitions.
I came here to find something in common with Su Kexuan.
But he didn't know much about it, and Wang Zi, who came with him, was even more of a layman.
What can the two of them communicate?
Hey, if I had known earlier, I would have called her Jiang Motian.
Jiang Mobai was a little annoyed.
Suddenly, he felt Wang Zi touching his arm.
When he looked over, he heard Wang Zi say: "Brother Mo Bai, look, the old gentleman over there seems to be giving a lecture!"
lecture?
Jiang Mobai immediately came over.
The person who was talking eloquently at the moment was a professor from the university.
He took advantage of a break to come here to appreciate the masterpieces, but happened to meet a student from the school.
On a whim, he explained it to everyone.
The students listened enthralled.
Jiang Mobai also secretly lamented his good luck.
As soon as I dozed off, someone came to deliver a pillow!
Jiang Mobai began to prick up his ears and listen carefully.
But under the admiring gaze of everyone, someone sneered.
This sudden laughter immediately attracted the professor's attention.
He squinted and looked over, and saw a young man with arms crossed, leaning against a pillar not far away.
The professor raised his chin slightly and asked, "Young man, what are your different views?"
Qingkong shrugged and said with a half-smile, "I guess the photographer wasn't as mentally active as you when he took this photo."
"Are you an amateur? When taking pictures, you not only need to master the skills, but also carry the emotions."
"But thinking too much will affect your judgment and image capture. Professional photographers must be calm."
Qingzora's words were completely opposite to what the professor just said.
This made the professor lose face.
He looked calm and reprimanded: "Young people, if you don't understand, you should ask more questions. Only by being down-to-earth can you make progress!"
After saying that, he stopped communicating with Qingzong, and instead used him as a negative example to warn the students.
Qingkong couldn't listen anymore.
But he was too lazy to communicate with such ignorant people. He shook his head and walked away.
Jiang Mobai just thought that the old professor was knowledgeable and worthy of admiration.
But now he takes the opportunity to belittle others...
It’s too arrogant!
Jiang Mobai frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction straightforwardly: "Even if you have different opinions, there is no need to belittle others!"
Old professors are reshaping their positive and professional image.
Then another young man comes looking for trouble?
The old professor held back his anger and asked, "What do you think of this work?"
"nice!"
Jiang Mobai's evaluation was simple and direct.
But it also made many people chuckle.
Especially the old professor looked at him with disdain.
But Jiang Mobai didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
He said calmly: "Isn't photography just for people to appreciate? It's enough to be pleasing to the eye. Do you have to use some professional vocabulary to show off your sophistication? Real sophistication is not like this!"
"Then if you don't understand and pretend to understand, that's considered advanced!?"
Seeing that the other party was also attacking him personally, Wang Zi became angry and immediately attacked him: "You are still relying on your old age to act like you are old!"
