He led the two to the camera, a Canon known for its portrait cameras, with a white wall as the background and multiple fill lights around it.
There was only a high stool in front of the camera, and Chu Liyue let Xiao Wujie sit on it without hesitation.
Although she wanted to take a photo with her baby, she couldn't let the baby get tired from it.
Strangely, the uncle showed no intention of bringing Chu Liyue another stool.
What's even stranger is that he didn't seem to have any intention of starting work at all; he just stood in front of the camera asking some irrelevant questions.
For example, what is their relationship, when did they meet, and has anyone ever said they look very well-matched?
Xiao Wujie simply leaned against Chu Liyue's chest, remaining silent. Chu Liyue was naturally a woman of few words; if she hadn't wanted to take a photo with Xiao Wujie, she probably would have kicked him away long ago.
Why the hell are you talking so much nonsense? If you have something to say, go talk to your great-grandmother in the underworld!
She even suspected that the photographer was spying on her, and quickly lost patience.
Xiao Wujie, however, gave a faint smile.
There are many types of photographers in this world. One type is the learner, who only mechanically learns from the experience of predecessors and applies it to practice.
One type of teacher is more aesthetically pleasing and innovative than the former. They guide students to make movements and poses that best suit their own image and temperament, based on the characteristics of different students.
There is another group waiting, those who have learned from the experiences of their predecessors and possess unique insight. They no longer pursue mere imitation or flashy designs, but rather the most authentic form of art and humanity.
They're waiting!
The moment when the characters are most authentic, most natural, and most genuine.
Xiao Wujie's eyes flickered, and he suddenly called out softly:
"elder sister!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Liyue immediately looked down at him, her arms around his waist tightening instinctively.
Xiao Wujie stared at her intently, his gaze subtly shifting.
Finally, she smiled gently, her eyes seemingly filled with a sky full of stars, bright and captivating.
"I love my older sister so much!"
As Chu Liyue gazed into his cold eyes, a sudden gust of wind swept through the treetops, waves surged, and a hundred flowers bloomed!
The next moment, time stood still, and the shutter clicked.
Everything happens for a reason!
P.S.: Surprised?
The author writes relatively freely, and when the atmosphere is right, things fall into place naturally.
Thank you all for adding it to the book's shelves, following the updates, and urging for more chapters. During the verification period, please continue reading and commenting; don't let the book sit idle. Thank you so much!
He spends all day deceiving everyone into adding more episodes, urging for more chapters, and generating electricity.
It's almost 100,000 words now. If possible, please give it a five-star review. The number of reviews is really getting a bit too much.
Am I being too harsh? Hahaha...
I also hope everyone will actively participate in writing paragraph comments. The author will read them carefully and respond promptly, and sincerely hopes to receive your feedback. As for me, I'm primarily a listener.
Sometimes I wonder if it's because my writing is too elegant and sophisticated, and everyone is so engrossed in it that they can't tear themselves away?
Then I must be a genius!
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