Chapter 111

August, City A.

The sun is shining brightly.

It was a hot summer day, and at noon the asphalt road was so hot that people couldn't walk on it.

Wang Xi had just come out of the rental house. He rode his bicycle all the way to save time and was sweating all the way.

When she arrived at her destination, she looked at her messy hair in confusion. It took her a long time to adjust herself from the mentality of "Why on earth did I run to the airport in the middle of the day? Am I sick?"

Making money is not shameful.

She took a deep breath and said to herself silently.

After making sure she was well, she entered the airport carrying the camera in her hand, which was more valuable than her life.

The airport in City A is the largest airport in the entire province. It is luxuriously decorated and is known as half a tourist attraction. At this moment, passengers are hurrying in the beautiful and spacious hall.

She turned around and found exactly where a crowd was gathering.

Then, ignoring the curious looks of the people around her, she shook out the newspaper she had picked up from home before going out, unfolded it, sat down on it, and began to fiddle with her camera with her head down.

My phone vibrated. It was a pinned message.

She clicked on it, and the person on the other end of the line was as enthusiastic and energetic as ever.

:Xibao, have you arrived? I saw from the front line that Tingting’s plane has landed!

She simply took a picture of the airport floor and sent it over. The perspective is reptilian and of poor quality.

The other party responded immediately with a "fanboy".

Then she said: I'll trouble you today [heart]

Wang Xi thought it was not a big deal, it was only a few hundred dollars. Thinking of this, she skillfully sent a [花花] back, then turned off the screen of her phone and began to squint at the notice board not far away.

-

Wang Xi is a professional photographer.

I've only been doing this for half a year.

As the name suggests, proxy photography involves going to the scene to take photos of the clients' favorite stars according to their requirements. When Wang Xi's mother who lived far away in City G heard about this concept for the first time, she scoffed at it, thinking that it was just a waste of money to take a few crappy photos.

Wang Xi showed her the account receipt, and then her mother fell silent.

Photo shooting on behalf of others is an emerging industry.

The new meaning is that whether you can make money or not depends entirely on the people.

Wang Xi is the one who makes money.

She has loved photography since she was a child and has a talent for it. The opportunity for her to become a professional photographer was when a picture she took casually went viral online. That evening, someone came to her and asked her if she would accept the order.

After working for two months, she quit her job and opened a personal account.

The account takes pictures of all kinds of people in order to attract traffic. I take orders privately, with prices starting from three digits for one picture, and fans flock to it.

They think Wang Xi's photos are worth the price.

Wang Xi is also very serious about taking photos.

She is not a fan of celebrities and she doesn't know why young girls nowadays are so keen on spending so much money on strangers. In her opinion, it is better to buy herself a down jacket than to spend hundreds of dollars to have a photographer take a photo for her.

But the money went into her pocket.

Wang Xi expressed his respect.

The rich woman she was talking to today was her old customer.

Because she is responsible and will not disrupt order in public for taking photos, the other party approached her several times and paid her readily.

Wang Xi is also happy to take orders from people he knows.

Less work, more money. The most important thing is that this rich woman is pursuing an 18th-tier unknown actor, and there were almost no people picking him up at the airport, so it was very easy to shoot.

But today is clearly an exception.

*

When he was almost squeezed for the third time, Wang Xi stood up decisively.

It's okay when it's empty, but when it's crowded, the risk of sitting down increases exponentially. She held the camera and moved numbly through the crowd, knowing in her heart that either the idol she was photographing suddenly became popular, or she would bump into a popular idol on the same flight.

After squeezing into a more empty space with difficulty, Wang Xi took a breath of cold air.

Wang Xi has a strange rule.

That means when the number of fans reaches a certain level, they will not accept the call.

The reason is simple:

She is afraid of people.

Before she started her career as a proxy photographer, she once conflicted with the schedule of a popular star in China at the time. Wang Xi almost fainted when he got off the plane, and has since pinned this post to his Facebook page.

but……

Wang Xi thought dizzily.

Even at that time, there didn't seem to be so many people?

It was crowded, but there was still some order.

While standing against the railing, Wang Xi made up her mind that no matter who came, she would take a few photos of him first, at least to earn back the compensation for mental damage.

Thinking of this, she finally cheered up.

As they were talking, there was a sudden commotion at the exit.

The people around were still stunned, but Wang Xi was a professional after all, and his reaction was much faster than theirs. He raised his camera directly.

The noise in her ears suddenly increased to a level she couldn't stand. She frowned, trying hard to control herself from turning around and running, staring at the camera professionally and seriously.

In the camera, security guards and bodyguards passed by one after another.

What came into view was a beautiful and cold face.

-

This is a young boy who is almost shockingly good-looking.

Wang Xi said this, naturally because of his experience.

The lens will magnify the flaws, but sometimes, the flaws may exist naturally.

Wang Xi has photographed many idols, and the final photos almost all require her hard work in retouching, but the person in front of her is different.

He has a gentle appearance, the most non-aggressive type of pale complexion, which is actually a bit of a disadvantage. But the exquisiteness of his facial features perfectly makes up for this feature which cannot even be called a flaw.

Very white, very good skin, looks delicate and transparent.

The most beautiful thing is the eyes. When Wang Xi took the picture of him, he just looked up, and his black eyes met her camera lens somewhat blankly. But after 0.01 seconds, he quickly adjusted his state and showed a very gentle smile.

Wang Xi laughed so hard that he still hasn't recovered from his laughter.

When she recovered, she immediately started looking at the photos she had just taken.

Her heart beat faster again.

When she saw this, her heart beat faster.

These are two undoubtedly divine pictures.

The young man's blank eyes seemed to be covered with mist, while the smile in the second photo seemed to be filled with a crescent moon.

Even the raw photos have a great atmosphere.

The most important thing is that the face is really beautiful.

At least, it satisfied Wang Xi's highest pursuit of the beauty of the scenes in the lens as a poor photographer. She didn't care about anything, and grabbed a random person amid the deafening screams in her ears, and said as reservedly as possible:

"Who is this?"

Almost the moment he said this.

Wang Xi felt that the entire airport was quiet for a moment.

Countless people turned their heads and looked at her as if she were a monster.

Wang Xi: “…”

The girl she caught was also stunned for a moment, and then she said in disbelief: "Sister, this is TP's Jie Xichao??? He is the most popular male idol in the entire domestic entertainment industry, right? How could you not know him?"

*

Xie Xichao got into the nanny car under the escort of bodyguards.

He is already outside the airport, but there are still a large number of fans outside the surrounding cordon. There's almost no end in sight.

He sighed: "Brother Cheng."

"I know, I know." Miao Haicheng made a soothing gesture to him, and then said, "Don't let them come next time. It's not like you just returned to China and need to prove your popularity."

Xie Xichao looked up at him.

Miao Haicheng coughed and said, "... and it's also a trending topic."

Xie Xichao didn't say anything.

Miao Haicheng knew that he was unhappy, but things had already happened and there was no way to change it.

He tactfully changed the subject: "Go straight to the red carpet?"

Xie Xichao was silent for a moment: "It's okay."

"Tell them to go together." He slowed down his tone and said, "Let's go home first."

Miao Haicheng breathed a sigh of relief and said "OK".

The car started smoothly and drove towards the destination that Xichao was familiar with.

Inside the car, he lowered his head and sent a message.

Then he thought about it, and finally rolled down the window and said "See you tonight" to the fans who were reluctant to leave.

-

This is TP's third year since its debut.

If there is any change compared to when he first debuted, the most obvious one is probably that he has become more popular.

It's not the small popularity during the talent show period, nor is it the sudden rise to fame when just debuting. It is a real hit that broke the circle. Apart from anything else, every time TP releases a new song, it can quickly occupy the BGM field of major shopping malls across the country.

In Miao Haicheng's words, it is "the only national boy band at present."

Now, wherever Jie Xichao goes, he is surrounded by countless cameras and fans. It’s no longer the time when you could eat hotpot with your newly debuted teammates and get away with it.

Being popular will naturally bring traffic and popularity.

In addition to offline, there is also online.

Over the years, TP has become Shenghong's leading boy band, and the company has made a lot of money from them. Xie Xichao is relatively tolerant in most cases, but he always disagrees with the company on the issue of marketing hype.

This has to start from the first series.

When the debut album was first released, the fact that Jie Xichao participated in the production as a new idol caused heated discussion.

There are two reasons. First, he is an inexperienced newcomer, and a debut album is the most important key for a group. Using a newcomer is undoubtedly a risk. Second, he is not Sheng Hong’s artist.

Because of this incident, Shenghong was once hailed as the most conscientious company in the industry.

This is also true.

In the first year of their debut, Xie Xichao had a pleasant relationship with the company. Of course, he knew in his heart that this was because Sheng Hong wanted to promote TP as his signature brand.

He also has requests.

He wanted creative freedom.

Both parties understood each other well and cooperated happily.

But no matter what, Sheng Hong is still a businessman after all.

Businessmen are always profit-seeking.

Xie Xichao closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

His phone vibrated and he looked down. It was their small group of five people.

Classmate Xiao Ai: Has @Chaobao arrived yet? Starving

Xie Xichao burst out laughing.

Chao Bao: You guys eat first, there are probably still twenty minutes left.

Xiao Ai: Oh

One second later, the private chat rang.

Qingyuan: I saw the news. There were so many people. It looked quite dangerous.

Qingyuan: I will talk to the people in the company's operations department later. He always "accidentally" revealed his schedule. If he does it "accidentally" again, I will have someone "accidentally" deduct his salary [smile]

Qingyuan: You come back first and we will talk

Jie Xi curled the corners of his mouth, feeling a little helpless.

It was probably in the past year that he and the company began to have differences in operating philosophy. The fact that we have only reached the point of disagreement now is largely due to Ai Qingyuan.

No one can stop the young master from being arrogant, not even the company dares to stop him.

Jie Xichao did not take the initiative to bother him, but Ai Qingyuan had become very good at observing people's words and expressions in the past two years, and most of the time, he would notice something without Jie Xichao saying anything.

Just like now.

This is really bad.

Xie Xichao is not against picking up fans at the airport, and he can also understand the fans' desire to follow the fans offline. However, they have a lot of fans and are basically not organized, which disrupts the order of the airport. Moreover, when there are too many people, security is also poor.

If it is not necessary, Xie Xichao thinks it is better to keep private itinerary confidential.

At least don't publicize it officially.

He replied "OK" to Ai Qingyuan, said "Almost there", and then turned off the screen.

In my mind are still some of the scenes I took in the first half of the month, the vast snowy fields, the dead branches weighed down by the snow, and the wooden hut in the distance. They haven't made any winter-themed albums yet, and Xie Xichao felt that the time was right.

As he was thinking, he tapped the edge of the sofa unconsciously.

The sound of the car air conditioner is playing in my ears, which is like white noise massaging my ears. In this peaceful moment, the cell phone vibrated again.

He thought it was Ai Qingyuan, and there was a hint of helplessness on his face. Just as he was about to pick up the phone to reply, his fingers stopped where they were.

Sister Qing: Are you back?

Sister Qing: [Document]

Sister Qing: This is the script. I have communicated with them. Take a look. If everything is OK, you can audition for the role in two days.