Chapter 31 The Flashing Fox
"Mo..." Luo Qinglin said, "Mr. Mo, let's start shooting."
"Mr. Momo?" Si Moyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed wildly, "Mr. Momo, hahahaha, this is the first time someone calls me Mr. Momo."
Does he want to scream? He just wanted to finish the shooting quickly, spend less time under the scorching sun, and get back to the hotel to rest early.
The gentle smile on Luo Qinglin's face gradually became fake and he urged, "Let's start shooting, Mr. Momo."
"Okay, let's shoot now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Moyu placed his right foot on the rock without hesitation, opened his arms towards the direction of the wind, and the sand-gold gauze dress on his body fluttered backwards, like a desert phoenix reborn from the ashes.
Isn’t this a very easy-to-please child?
Luo Qinglin raised the equipment, bent his knees and half-crouched on the ground, and filmed according to the sketch designed by Bai Shengyun in his memory.
After taking dozens of pictures in a row, Luo Qinglin checked the pictures on the display screen and always felt that something was wrong.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Qinglin asked Qin Xiaoxi to get the blower and stand against the wind to blow.
As soon as the blower was turned on, the wind in front and behind immediately formed a balance, and the arc of the flying gauze dress was significantly weakened. It no longer floated to an angle parallel to the ground, occupying Simoyu's own aura.
"Mr. Momo, look at the camera, don't look straight ahead."
"Look a little more fierce. Think about what you hate the most?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Coriander, ginger, onion and garlic!" Si Moyu replied.
Is he a little fairy boy who only drinks dew?
Luo Qinglin was speechless for a moment, and replied: "Then you can imagine me as the old witch who forced you to eat garlic scallops and ginger milk."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Si Moyu's eyes immediately became fierce, with a sense of fortitude that showed that he was being oppressed but refusing to obey.
"Move your arms a little further forward."
"Very good, keep it up."
"Hold on for another five minutes, and we'll be able to rest soon."
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The agreed ten minutes unknowingly extended to an hour. During the filming, Si Moyu not only did not complain, but followed the instructions obediently and changed several poses in a row.
"Okay," Luo Qinglin put down the equipment and said like coaxing a child, "I'll take it to Mr. Bai for inspection now. If he's not satisfied and asks for a retake, don't be angry, okay?"
Si Moyu smiled like a good baby, nodded innocently, and stood there motionless, not even lifting his feet from the rock.
Walking under the parasol where Bai Shengyun was, Luo Qinglin handed the camera to him with some hesitation.
Bai Shengyun had a sour face and said nothing. He took the device rudely and turned on the display to view the photos.
Flipping the photo from front to back, Bai Shengyun's almond-shaped eyes narrowed smaller and smaller, with a strong look of scrutiny.
Luo Qinglin stood up straight and explained carefully: "I think if the gauze dress floats too high, it will break the balance of the picture and destroy the composition, so..."
Bai Shengyun didn't say anything, and no one around spoke. The wind grew stronger and stronger, blowing the yellow sand all over the sky. There was a kind of silence before the storm.
"I...will go over and take it again now?" Luo Qinglin said tentatively before Bai Shengyun got angry.
After a long silence, Bai Shengyun put down the camera, told the staff to put away the equipment, and asked unnaturally: "How did you make him obedient?"
Passed! Thank God, he was finally able to go back to the hotel and rest.
Luo Qinglin suppressed his inner joy and answered seriously: "Mr. Si is still a child. As long as you coax him patiently, he will be obedient."
"Little kid?" Bai Shengyun looked disgusted. "Don't you think he is timid and unmanly, just like a sissy?"
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This was the first time that Luo Qinglin had heard someone in the industry say the word "sissy" since he entered the industry.
After all, in today's fashion circle that pursues gender-neutral aesthetics, few people use stereotypical words to evaluate others in person.
Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes and stared at the sand and stones at his feet. He remained silent and did not reply. He just counted silently in his heart how many days were left before he could finish his internship at the Moon Phase Studio.
"Why don't you speak?" Bai Shengyun continued to ask.
Sighing in his heart, Luo Qinglin slowly raised his eyes, put on a formal smile, and asked: "Mr. Bai, do you think I'm a sissy?"
"You?" Bai Shengyun frowned and asked in confusion, "How is it possible?"
"I am light, have little muscle mass, don't like exercise, and get out of breath after running a few steps. I like to wear pink sweaters in winter and drink 'pink milk jelly' in summer. Now, do you still think I am the man you have in mind?"
"Xiaoxi is brave and loves sports. She eats more than me and is better at Muay Thai than me. Does that mean she is not a woman in your eyes? Do you think these qualities are unique to men?"
Sensing the indignation revealed in Luo Qinglin's words, Bai Shengyun leaned back unconsciously, staring blankly without answering.
"Mr. Bai, please stop using such disrespectful words in the future. If other people in your circle hear it, they will be even less willing to cooperate with you, which will reduce your work efficiency."
Luo Qinglin did not try to talk to Bai Shengyun about the principles of "stereotypes". He just used work efficiency, which was what he cared about most, as a way of persuading him. He stopped there and turned and left.
The good mood after get off work disappears in a flash.
When he thought about the fact that not only had his relationship with Jiang Yanyu grown colder, but now he couldn't hold back his anger and educate his mentor, Luo Qinglin felt that the road ahead was long and his future was bleak.
Walking back to the filming location dejectedly, Luo Qinglin forced a smile and announced to Si Moyu that he was off work. He and Qin Xiaoxi supported each other, got on the back seat of the SUV responsible for the pick-up, and told the driver to rush to the hotel.
Luo Qinglin has only started his Muay Thai class for a week, and his muscles have not yet recovered from the soreness. After working for a long time, he feels sore all over.
Qin Xiaoxi was eager to achieve success and insisted on learning the six-month course in one month, which resulted in injuries all over her hands and legs.
So after get off work or school every day, the two of them often supported each other and walked home, walking unsteadily as if they were drunk.
After getting in the car, seeing Luo Qinglin's worried face, Qin Xiaoxi asked worriedly, "Are you still thinking about Brother Jiang?"
"No, I just taught Mr. Bai a lesson." Luo Qinglin sighed and said weakly as he looked at the yellow sand flying outside the car.
"Hmm?" Qin Xiaoxi turned her head slowly, her eyes shining, like a cat smelling fish, "Did he make you angry?"
"He said Mr. Si was a sissy, and I couldn't help but teach him a lesson, telling him to use less of that kind of words in the future," Luo Qinglin replied.
Qin Xiaoxi frowned in disdain when she heard this. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what era is it now and you still say this word? You are so old-fashioned and not fashionable at all."
"Right," Xiao Ruxuan poked her head out from the front passenger seat without anyone noticing, "I think so too~"
Qin Xiaoxi was frightened by the sudden appearance and trembled, leaning against the back seat. "You! Why are you here?!"
Xiao Ruxuan held her face in her hands and said aggrievedly, "I was squatting in front of the car seat just now, wondering when you would notice me. But ten minutes passed and you didn't notice me at all."
"It's not right that he noticed you!" Qin Xiaoxi covered her chest and asked after she recovered, "Will your boss fire Qinglin? Will he use his connections to ban him in the fashion industry?"
"Won't."
"Why?" Qin Xiaoxi asked.
"Because he is not smart." Xiao Ruxuan smiled and blinked her bright eyes.
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After returning to the hotel, Luo Qinglin had no appetite. He went to the buffet restaurant on the second floor, drank a cup of hot milk, and then sat in his seat in a trance.
As Qin Xiaoxi practiced boxing for longer periods of time, his body fat percentage became lower and lower, the muscles in his legs and arms gradually developed, and he ate a rich diet in the morning, noon, and evening.
Qin Xiaoxi ate two meals of buffet food and was still eating when the sun set and night fell.
"Burp..." After finishing the meal, Qin Xiaoxi stood up, supported her lower back, patted her stomach and said, "Qinglin, let's go back to the room to rest. I have to go back and lie down."
"good."
Luo Qinglin stretched out his hand, helped Qin Xiaoxi into the elevator, and pressed F6.
There was only a heterosexual couple in the elevator. When the boy saw Luo Qinglin and Qin Xiaoxi, he pulled the girl to a corner to make room for them and asked in a familiar manner, "How many months?"
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Luo Qinglin and Qin Xiaoxi turned their heads at the same time and looked at the boy with puzzled eyes.
The boy pointed at Qin Xiaoxi's belly and asked, "How many months is the baby?"
"One...two months." Qin Xiaoxi answered stiffly.
"It's this big in just two months?" the boy asked in surprise.
"Twins." Qin Xiaoxi smiled awkwardly.
"I see. It's hard work."
The elevator was filled with blessings and embarrassment. Fortunately, the sixth floor was just around the corner. Under the envious gazes of the young couple, Luo Qinglin supported Qin Xiaoxi and slowly got off the elevator.
As soon as the elevator door closed, Qin Xiaoxi immediately threw her hands away, pointed at her belly, and asked in disbelief, "Is it really that big?"
"It's okay," Luo Qinglin comforted, "Don't eat so much next time. Once you have indigestion, you won't be able to sleep well at night."
Luo Qinglin wanted to help her back to her room, but Qin Xiaoxi turned around and dodged, saying, "I'll go out for a walk and digest it. You go back to your room first."
"Be careful." Luo Qinglin nodded and warned worriedly.
"I'm not afraid now, but you," Qin Xiaoxi patted the biceps on her right arm, "you should be careful about whether there are weird and bad peach blossoms following you."
"Got it." After Qin Xiaoxi got on the elevator, Luo Qinglin turned around and walked towards the room.
The corridor was empty and quiet. The floor was covered with dark red tufted carpet, and people could walk on it without making any sound.
Using the room card to open the door, Luo Qinglin raised his head and took a long breath to relieve his tired nerves, then pushed the door open and walked in.
The room was pitch black. After the room card was inserted into the power slot, the lights came on one by one.
Luo Qinglin walked in slowly, put his backpack on the table first, and then sat down on the sofa with his limbs limp.
After staring blankly with his eyes open for a while, Luo Qinglin slowly took out his mobile phone and opened Jiang Yanyu's WeChat. The latest dialog box was still green, and it was still the [Reply to my message] he sent during the day.
Luo Qinglin lowered his hands tiredly, turned off the screen of his phone, curled up on the sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.
I felt depressed, as if I was locked in an airtight space with no air or light, making it difficult to breathe.
Loneliness was like a fine needle, piercing Luo Qinglin so that he had nowhere to hide, □□.
It turns out that once people have tasted even a little bit of the residue of love, they will become extremely greedy.
When he had a crush on her, he just wanted Jiang Yanyu to know him and get to know him; later on Qianyu Island, he wanted Jiang Yanyu to like him and fall in love with him; and now, only a month has passed, and he wants Jiang Yanyu to stay by his side for eight or ten years.
And a lifetime...
A lifetime is too far away, and he has no confidence that Jiang Yanyu will stay for him forever.
Luo Qinglin felt like he was trapped in a dead end in a maze. There was no way out in front, behind, left or right, and there were only high walls that were impenetrable.
Swish...
A gust of wind suddenly blew onto Luo Qinglin's face, followed by a small rustling sound.
Luo Qinglin stopped thinking about it, opened his eyes alertly, stood up and looked around.
Sweeping his sight from the entrance to the bedroom, Luo Qinglin discovered that the quilt on the bed was spread out, with an arch in the middle, and there was obviously something hidden underneath.
His heart tightened, Luo Qinglin quietly took out the folding stick for self-defense from his backpack, threw it away with a swish, and walked carefully to the bed.
But before he could reach the bed, the slightly moving quilt suddenly exploded and a person jumped out from inside.
"elder brother."
Si Moyu was only wearing a pair of shorts, his fair skin was very eye-catching. He called "Brother" in a sticky voice, spread his arms and jumped off the bed, jumping straight into Luo Qinglin's arms like a giant flying squirrel.
"grass!"
Luo Qinglin was so frightened that he swore a few words, dodged to the side, avoided Si Moyu who was flying towards him, and ran out the door as if there was a ghost chasing him.
"Brother, I'm Momo!" Si Moyu jumped off the bed and chased after him, intending to grab Luo Qinglin's arm.
"Don't come over here!" Luo Qinglin didn't even bother to pull out the room card and ran towards the door like a 100-meter sprint.
Pulling the door handle in panic, Luo Qinglin was about to rush out, but he bumped into a strong and broad chest. The scent of mint was scattered and lingered at the tip of his nose.
Luo Qinglin half opened his mouth, slowly raised his head, and finally saw the person he hadn't seen for more than half a month and had been thinking about day and night.
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Si Moyu: Brother~ (clip sound)
Luo Qinglin: You and I have the same number (cold)
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