Don't Come Any Closer, My Troublesome Harem!

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Chapter 95 Shooting Videos

Bai Ye stopped in her tracks as she passed a milk tea shop.

The milk tea at this BaWang Milk Tea shop is quite delicious; I personally really enjoy it.

Moreover, Ye Qingcheng seems to really like drinking milk tea from this shop; judging from the photos on her WeChat Moments, the milk tea she drinks is all from this shop.

Bai Ye also felt a bit thirsty, so she decided to buy two cups, one for herself and one for Ye Qingcheng.

The milk tea at this shop is delicious, but it's a bit pricey. Anyway, during my school years, Bai Ye didn't drink milk tea from this shop very often.

On the contrary, I don't know how many cups of lemonade I drank this summer. The five-yuan lemonade was inexpensive and delicious, and it was wildly popular with Bai Ye.

It didn't seem that expensive in high school, but once I got to college, I really started to be careful with my money.

I calculate every day and keep my spending within a certain range.

Putting everything else aside, the calculation of this expense is many times more meticulous than a math problem.

I originally planned to buy two cups of Boya, but considering that I always have trouble sleeping at night after drinking it, I changed to a cup of something called rose.

I haven't tried most of these drinks except for Bo Ya's, so this is a good opportunity to give them a try.

After waiting for a while, Bai Ye took a number, got her milk tea, and headed towards Ye Qingcheng.

Halfway there, I forgot that I hadn't brought my camera.

My forgetful habit hasn't changed.

Bai Ye hurriedly went to his dorm to get his camera, then drove off on his electric scooter.

This has practically become his personal vehicle; at least Ye Qingcheng hasn't seen her drive it since she bought it.

There are two keys to the electric scooter, one for Ye Qingcheng and one for him, so that they can ride it anytime and avoid wasting time by taking each other's keys.

He asked Ye Qingcheng where she was on his phone.

Unit 1, Room 702.

Bai Ye wasn't familiar with this place, and it took him a while to find the location of a building.

Once in the elevator, Bai Ye was somewhat excited. What would Ye Qingcheng wear for the photoshoot today?

After all, Ye Qingcheng's last cosplay was really good.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Bai Ye started looking for the room number.

After finding the house number, Bai Ye reached out and pressed the doorbell.

The girl, who was applying lipstick in the room, heard the doorbell and a hint of joy flashed across her face as she stopped what she was doing.

Just as I was about to open the door, my grip on the doorknob loosened.

She glanced at the somewhat messy living room and blushed.

She then realized how messy her room and living room were.

He quickly sent a message to Bai Ye, asking him to wait a moment.

Then he hurriedly began packing his things.

Bai Ye's mind was full of question marks.

It's been half an hour and it's still not ready?

Bai Ye leaned against the corner of the wall and yawned.

He was almost asleep and had no idea what Ye Qingcheng was up to, not opening the door for ages.

Just as Bai Ye was about to scroll through Douyin on her phone and wait patiently, the door opened.

Ye Qingcheng's cheeks flushed red, and her face was filled with apology:

"Sorry to keep you waiting! The room is a bit messy."

Bai Ye subconsciously replied, "It's okay, I just arrived too."

However, I rang the doorbell half an hour ago, so saying that I just arrived is completely unconvincing.

An awkward silence fell over the room.

"Ahem... I brought you some milk tea. I think you like it. Which cup would you like?"

Bai Ye attempted to ease the tension.

Ye Qingcheng took the milk tea from Bai Ye with her left hand, while unconsciously rubbing her right hand behind her back.

"Thanks."

With her face flushed and head down, Bai Ye thought Ye Qingcheng was quite... cute at this moment.

Following her into the living room, Bai Ye subconsciously glanced around.

The living room was decorated quite simply, with only a television, a sofa, and snacks on the table; there were no other decorations.

It looks like no one lives there.

"Please sit down for a while. I'll go do my makeup. I'll be done soon."

Ye Qingcheng asked Bai Ye to sit down, gave him a few words of advice, and then went into the room.

Bai Ye then raised his head to take a look at Ye Qingcheng's back.

It's a bit of a shame that she wasn't wearing the Scumbag Fox cosplay outfit, but rather Shen He's aunt's!

This seems...not bad at all!

Hehehe!

Having a cosplayer friend who can transform into anything is truly wonderful; it's a feast for the eyes!

Before he could admire it for long, Ye Qingcheng entered the room.

Ye Qingcheng looked at her messy bed and the clothes piled on it, and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

Everything should have been brought in; nothing should have been left on the sofa, right?

Thinking this way, Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I tidied up quickly and put away the clothes and stockings piled on the sofa. Otherwise, if Bai Ye had seen them, wouldn't he have thought I was a very immoral woman?

Although she wouldn't care about his opinion at all, not even a little... absolutely!

Ye Qingcheng went to the dressing table and continued applying her makeup.

He stopped drawing after a while, looked at the milk tea next to him, took out a straw, and took a sip of milk tea with a happy and content expression.

Hmm! This guy is surprisingly good at understanding me; he knows that this is the only drink I like.

Ye Qingcheng's lips curled up slightly, a hint of joy in her heart.

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Bai Ye, who was still in the living room, looked around Ye Qingcheng's house.

Three bedrooms, one living room, and one kitchen.

It's a standard house, but it's quite large for one person.

Bai Ye was quite surprised to find herself living alone in a 100-square-meter apartment.

Yeah! I'm so envious!

If I could become a successful business owner earning tens of thousands a month, he would also want to rent this kind of house.

Unfortunately, with my own money, I wouldn't even have enough to buy a house like that!

So Bai Ye can only dream about it.

Bai Ye took out the camera and adjusted it for a while.

To be fair, there's a reason why it's expensive; this photo is much clearer than one taken with a mobile phone.

Bai Ye tried filming it. To be honest, Bai Ye's skills were average, but after filming videos many times, he had gained a little understanding of angles.

If asked what he learned the most during his freshman year, Bai Ye replied...

Bai Ye Hui answered without hesitation: shooting videos, editing, and creating PowerPoint presentations!

After all, I don't know what's wrong with teachers these days. They require you to make videos for every final assignment. For example, for advanced mathematics, they ask you to make a video related to mathematics.

For example, in art, you might be asked to create a video related to a certain celebrity.

Basically, every subject requires video recordings.

Bai Ye was so frustrated that he almost complained that he, an electrician, had almost become a photography major.

I'm truly impressed.

Moreover, some teachers are difficult and demanding, asking you to shoot a promotional video about the city in a very short time.

Bai Ye thought to herself, "This teacher's thinking is pretty rosy."

Nobody paid any attention to him.

Of the more than forty students in the class, more than half simply went to Bilibili to find videos, downloaded them, edited them slightly, and uploaded them directly.

One of them is Bai Ye.

However, videos on Bilibili all have watermarks, so editing becomes crucial to avoid being recognized.

Bai Ye likes to take a few smiley face emojis, cover the watermark, and then upload them directly.

I'm sorry!

In the class monitor's words, "It's good enough that we did something, what more could you want?" (This is my honest thought. Last semester, we had a teacher like that. At the end of the semester, he gave us only a few days to rush through something. How could we possibly finish it? The whole class started to just go through the motions. He couldn't possibly make us all fail, so I ended up getting 60 points on the final exam, just barely passing. ? – _ – ?)

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Rant: I don't know why final assignments have become all about making videos these days, it's so annoying.