The world in a telephoto digital camera is very clear, and you can clearly see the appearance of passers-by on the street.
The paparazzi were absolutely ecstatic when they saw it, and the effect of using it for secret photography is absolutely great.
Just when Guo Qilin was checking the camera effect,
Inadvertently, he saw an unexpected scene in the camera screen.
There is a five-star Holiday Inn nearby, and most of the people who stay there are business leaders.
There should be a hotel with a height of 20 or 30 floors.
Because they are not far apart, the interior of the rooms without curtains can be seen clearly in the camera.
at this time.
Probably in a room on the top floor of the hotel.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with open curtains,
There were two girls standing with weird postures. They had good figures and average-to-upper looks.
He was naked, his clothes were scattered on the floor...
And behind them stood a man with yellow hair...
The man had a camera in his hand and a lewd smile on his face.
From time to time, the two women would be given various eye-catching looks...
In the picture of the telephoto camera,
Guo Qilin could see clearly even the expressions on the faces of these two women.
This shocking scene almost blinded him.
"Hey, you deliberately didn't close the curtains. Rich people really know how to play!"
Guo Qilin was startled and quickly took back the camera.
Fortunately, he was far away and the other party couldn't find him.
"It would be troublesome if the man was secretly photographed on the spot."
The scene just now lingers in my mind.
I have long heard that the richer people are, the more they like to pursue excitement.
Even if he didn’t close the curtains on purpose, he actually used a camera to record the process...
It's quite a bit like Mr. Chen's style back then.
Today was an eye-opener.
"I always feel that Huang Mao looks familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere."
Guo Qilin frowned slightly.
He swore that he really wasn't a pervert who wanted to peek on purpose.
But that man looked really familiar.
But I just can't remember it for the moment.
Guo Qilin took out his telephoto digital camera again, looked at the top floor room of the five-star hotel, and maximized the picture.
When the picture fell on that yellow-haired person.
The name of a character appears on the page.
This person turned out to be Xiao Zhu!
That's right!
It was Zhu Bishi who was known as the master of time management in his previous life!
Guo Qilin himself didn't expect such a coincidence.
I wanted to test the effect of the camera, but I encountered this scene.
"As expected of a master of time management, it's so late and you haven't rested yet."
I have to say that the master’s physical fitness is quite impressive.
Even though he is no longer young, his athletic ability is still the same as before.
No wonder Zhu Bishi’s dark circles under her eyes never go away.
Because Master Ren didn't want to waste time sleeping, the dark circles under his eyes were always so heavy.
Those two girls are not celebrities in the entertainment industry. Judging from their figures, they should be models.
In his previous life, he still remembered a rumor.
Rumor has it that when Zhu Bishi moved to a new city on a business trip, she would rush to the next place of work even if she had to record the show until midnight, working tirelessly.
Arrange your itinerary to the fullest.
It seems that Zhu Bishi in this parallel world still hasn't been able to get rid of that bad habit.
He will also be killed by his actions in the future.
"However, I remember that Zhu Bishi is from Baodao. Why did he come all the way to Hong Kong Island? He should be filming or recording a program."
"The master has nothing wrong with time management."
"But I was too careless. What if I was photographed by the paparazzi?"
Guo Qilin shook his head.
Click!
The picture freezes.
In the picture, Zhu Bishi is holding a camera and smiling extremely obscenely.
"I wiped it and pressed it wrongly. I didn't mean it!"
"Which key is delete?"
Click!
I took another photo from a better angle.
"I accidentally pressed the shutter button."
Guo Qilin hurriedly pressed it again, "This should be the delete key."
"Huh? Why did it become a video recording?"
Half an hour later.
Guo Qilin closed the curtains, looked at the photos in the camera, and said to himself: "I really didn't mean it, but I really didn't find the delete button."
“I have to say, the photos taken by this camera are really clear.”
It's definitely the kind of thing that a passerby can recognize at a glance.
"Forget it, just let these dirty things stay in my camera for a while, and then I'll talk about it after I figure out how to delete the photos."
Guo Qilin shrugged and put the camera on the table.
…
The next day,
Guo Qilin, who was sleeping soundly with his head covered, was woken up by a knock on the door outside.
I don’t know who it was so early in the morning.
He got out of bed in a daze, thinking it was his own home.
Turn the door handle and open the door.
Outside the door.
"Da Linzi wake up..."
Deng Ziqi's movement of knocking on the door stopped in mid-air, and the words coming out of his mouth stopped abruptly.
next moment.
rub!
Deng Ziqi's face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and she let out a loud scream,
Guo Qilin's eardrums bulged, and he lost all sleep in an instant.
"What's wrong?"
He said with a confused look on his face.
I saw Deng Ziqi covering his eyes with both hands.
She said incoherently: "Da Linzi, you, you, you, put your clothes on first and then talk!"
"ah?!"
Only then did Guo Qilin notice that he was not wearing any clothes. Don't get me wrong, he was wearing pants, but no shirt.
"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm used to treating this place as my home."
He slept so soundly that his brain couldn't turn around for a while.
Guo Qilin closed the door and hurried back to put on his clothes.
Looking at the closed door.
The gaps between Deng Ziqi's fingers were very wide, and he blindfolded himself as if to deceive himself, but he still saw everything.
She has a little baby fat, and when her face turns red, she looks more like an apple.
"Why is Dalinzi in such good shape?"
“You really can’t tell a person by his appearance.”
Deng Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hand and murmured in a low voice.
She never expected that Guo Qilin, looking at such a thin body, would have such a good figure under his clothes, with clearly defined six-pack abs.
Like a work of art.
It is impossible to associate him with the usual Guo Qilin.
Deng Ziqi shook his head, and the image of Guo Qilin's shirtless body lingered.
There seemed to be a devil whispering in my heart:
"I really want to touch his abdominal muscles."
