Chapter 407 Photographing Memories

The thought of rushing back was just something she thought in her mind. After all, it was not easy to rent a studio nowadays, and the cost of a studio and a photographer for a day was not cheap. Her principle of spending money has always been to spend where she can and save where she can. If she left now, she would not be able to get the rent back, so wouldn't the money be wasted?

It was really not cost-effective, so Ye Qian asked the makeup artist to help and make He Jun look beautiful.

He Jun was putting on makeup while everyone else was changing and eating breakfast. An hour later, her makeup was finally done, but she couldn't hide her dark circles. Ye Qian took out some makeup from her space and covered her eyes. The effect was slightly better, but her face was still a little swollen. She couldn't help but say, "It's okay if you have serious dark circles, but why are your eyes still swollen?"

This wouldn't do. Ye Qian said to the studio staff, "Please bring me some ice, wrapped in a towel." She took some money from her purse and handed it to her, "If you don't have ice, just buy a popsicle."

The man instructed, took the money and turned to leave. "Wait a moment. Some people haven't finished their breakfast yet. Apply some ice to your eyes first. The ice can help with the swelling."

There was a small shop downstairs that sold some small toys. The staff came upstairs soon. Ye Qian took it and handed it directly to He Jun, "You can touch up your makeup later. Put it on first."

It would be a huge task to touch up the makeup that had been cooled with ice. He Jun was obedient and put the ice directly on her eyes. After a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and took it off and put it on her face.

Ye Qian felt something was wrong. It was not like they had stayed up all night before. They all lived in the same dormitory for several years. They knew each other well. Even if they stayed up all night, it was impossible for them to be so swollen. So she asked, "Did you have a midnight snack?"

Because she herself has a physique that makes her face swollen in the morning after eating midnight snacks, so she asked about it. Unexpectedly, she saw He Jun's evasive eyes. Ye Qian was speechless and pouted: "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you shouldn't have eaten anything today because you have to shoot, and you still had midnight snacks."

"I knew I was going to shoot, and I hadn't eaten for two days. I went to bed early yesterday, but I couldn't fall asleep for a long time and was so hungry, so I ate something. It worked well. After eating the midnight snack, I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow." He Jun didn't dare to look at Ye Qian, for fear that Ye Qian would scold her.

Ye Qian didn't bother to care about her. He Jun was already thin, and people were thin these days, so there was no need to specifically tell her to control her weight. Usually, Ye Qian would only talk about cultivating her temperament. It seemed that the necessary instructions had to be given: "You can eat less, I won't let you starve so much that you can't sleep, but you are absolutely not allowed to eat midnight snacks. No more."

Ye Qian warned that the evidence was not good, and He Jun sat on the chair and nodded obediently to admit his mistake. To outsiders, it was like a boss lecturing an employee. He Jun was beautiful, so everyone's hearts naturally leaned towards He Jun. At the moment, they didn't like Ye Qian very much. After all, who would like such a fierce boss?

Ye Qian: ...I am innocent.

Ye Qian is not the kind of person who will hold on to a pain point. She will let it go after she finishes talking about it. He Jun is also a self-disciplined person. As long as he is in a better state, the shooting effect will not be bad.

However, Ye Qian was too naive. Photographing was a real test of skill. Seeing the photographer's expression while taking the photo, Ye Qian suddenly panicked. The photographer's technique was somewhat familiar, and it soon brought back long-lost memories for Ye Qian.

About 10 years ago, she and two colleagues went on a business trip to Shanghai. Since she had some free time, she went to a photo studio to take a photo, intending to leave it for her children to see. But... the result was not good.

Ye Qian suddenly felt panicky. This couldn't be what she thought.

Ye Qian waited and waited, and finally the first set of photos was taken. Unfortunately, now is different from the future. If you want to see them, you can only wait for the photos to be developed.

Unable to see any results, Ye Qian was panicking. What should she do? She cautiously walked towards the photographer and said in a flattering manner, "Please take a better-looking picture of He Jun."

"She is so beautiful that she will look good no matter how she is photographed." The photographer said nonchalantly.

Isn't this nonsense? I didn't know He Jun was pretty. You should say: "Well, thank you for your help."

Ye Qian waited and waited, He Jun changing outfit after outfit. Ye Qian really didn't have any hope anymore. It was not like she hadn't learned this before. The photographer had taken the photos too casually and his work attitude was not serious. But the money had already been paid, which included the photography fee, the venue fee, the labor fee, and the cost of developing the photos. It was really not cheap. Ye Qian was hoping for a lucky break, right?

But why did she miss this chance? Two weeks later, when Ye Qian went to pick up the photos, she almost blew up the whole studio.

What kind of fun are these photos? They are not as good-looking as the ones taken by their classmates who haven't graduated yet.

The key point was that the person in charge of the photo studio was still telling lies with his eyes open, saying how beautiful and elegant the photos were. Ye Qian couldn't stand it anymore and retorted one by one: "You don't even have an eye."

"The chin."

"Where are the legs?"

"My He Jun is 170cm tall. Looking at this photo, he must be 155cm tall at most."

"The color tone of the dress is also wrong. It's clearly blue, but why does it turn out green in the photo?"

"I'm afraid it will weigh 150 kilograms if photographed."

Ye Qian didn't say anything particularly unpleasant in front of the person in charge. She just couldn't help but speak out. After scolding the person in charge of the studio, she just said, "The negatives are in there too."

The person in charge thought Ye Qian was going to lose her temper and start a fight. Unexpectedly, after Ye Qian finished her fight, she just calmly asked about the negatives. He replied with a confused look on his face, "Yes, the photos and negatives are all in there."

"Are you sure there is nothing left out? You've put them all in there, right? You've given them all to me." Ye Qian confirmed again and again.

"It's all here. Don't worry, we never keep photos of customers without permission." The person in charge showed a disdainful look.

Do you have the nerve to keep the photos of people who look like this? Ye Qian really didn't want to scold this person, but these photos would definitely become a black history for He Jun. She had to destroy them quickly now to prevent them from being used to discredit her when she became famous.

But Ye Qian completely forgot that it was the 1980s, not the 21st century, and it was not so convenient to think about black people. After all, there were no keyboards at that time.

But anger took over his mind and he didn't care about so many things. After making sure that nothing was missed, he packed up the photos and went to He Jun's dormitory.

(End of this chapter)