Chapter 233 I Don’t Want to Sleep with You
Then, he couldn't help but think of the scene that day when Mu Qingyang hurriedly ran back after calling for a long time to assemble.
It turns out that Xiao Mu did this secretly!
As the wind blew, the cloth strips fluttered, and Zeng Wenjie noticed that the side with the three words "Mu Qingyang" written on it had been graffitied off!
"Which wicked dog did this?"
Zeng Wenjie narrowed her eyes and suddenly felt unhappy, wondering if it was some boy who secretly admired her.
"If Xiao Mu sees this, he will probably be unhappy. I will go to the boss and ask him to write something new on it." Zeng Wenjie thought.
Qin Yixuan laughed and said, "Is this a lovers' bridge? It's quite interesting. I've never been here before!"
Zeng Wenjie said casually: "That should be it, come on, get ready for the shoot, and adjust your state!"
Qin Yixuan nodded and began to prepare according to Zeng Wenjie's instructions. For this set of photos, Zeng Wenjie planned to go for a broken style, which would look very nice with the addition of filters later on.
Qin Yixuan took off her high heels and held them in her hands, standing on the suspension bridge. Her hair was blown very messy by the wind, and she looked into the distance with a slightly sad look in her eyes.
After finishing this set of shots, Qin Yixuan was freezing, so he quickly put on his shoes and took the windbreaker from Zeng Wenjie and wrapped himself in it.
"I'm so cold, so cold!" Qin Yixuan hugged his arms and rubbed them repeatedly, looking pitiful.
Zeng Wenjie didn't fall for it and pretended not to hear it, looking down at the photos he had just taken.
Qin Yixuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that this guy was really straight. Shouldn't he take off his coat and wrap it around her? He was still standing on the bridge looking at photos! It was windy on the bridge, so he wasn't cold, was he?
"Thank you for your hard work, senior. This set of photos looks great, with a strong sense of fragmentation. After adding filters, it will look very high-end." Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers and smiled at Qin Yixuan.
After walking down the suspension bridge, Qin Yixuan said, "Isn't there a farm here? Why don't we have dinner here?"
Zeng Wenjie still had to ask the boss for a red ribbon to write something on, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"
Qin Yixuan said, "I've waited a long time for you to have this meal with me!"
Zeng Wenjie said, "Didn't I get beaten up by someone?"
Qin Yixuan immediately laughed and said, "Don't think I don't know. I heard it all from Xiang Yao. You two beat up thirteen people."
Zeng Wenjie just smiled and did not discuss this issue in depth with Qin Yixuan.
Fighting is awesome, and for young people that is something to brag about; however, Zeng Wenjie, with his greasy soul, thinks fighting is cheap, and he doesn't want to follow in the ridiculous footsteps of your brother Long who "left with his intestines hanging out" in society.
No, Brother Long hasn’t been reborn yet. It will be almost ten years before Brother Long is reborn.
The farm owner had a deep impression of Zeng Wenjie. When he saw him coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile and handed him a cigarette.
Zeng Wenjie asked for a private room, ordered a small hot pot, and four special side dishes, and had dinner with the campus beauty of the university.
"Junior, I'm very curious, where did you learn your photography skills? Your level is far beyond the entire photography club of our major!" Qin Yixuan asked.
Where did you learn that?
Isn't it just to make the muscles bigger so that it's easier to cut the leeks?
As a completely natural competitor, getting my arms to 16% body fat and still standing at 45cm is incredibly challenging! Furthermore, having to compete against a bunch of self-proclaimed naturals in such a crowded field is incredibly stressful.
Talent won't give you razor-sharp muscles, but steroids can.
So, when faced with this kind of question, Zeng Wenjie's answer is just two words, "Talent!"
Qin Yixuan was stunned after hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't find any reason to refute.
"Junior, you are the agent of Marlennia in China... Do you think I have a chance to become the official model of this brand?" Qin Yixuan suddenly asked with a burning gaze.
"Yes." Zeng Wenjie nodded. "I will also give priority to you for some of the photo shoots in our gold shop. At that time, your photo shoot fee will definitely increase."
This sentence made Qin Yixuan's face smile. She picked up the juice and said to Zeng Wenjie, "Okay, if there is this opportunity, then I won't have to join the vast number of people taking the civil service exam after graduation!"
Zeng Wenjie raised his juice and clinked it with hers, then she smiled and said, "If the photographer was you, my junior, I'd be happy to be your model forever."
Zeng Wenjie silently drank a sip of juice and said nothing.
Senior Sister Xiao Qin's tea art level is still low enough to be called a Tea Master. She must at least be at the terrifying level of a Tea Saint. One step further and she will become a Tea Emperor, ruling the world for eternity.
"Senior sister, please sit for a while. I'm going to talk to the boss about something." Zeng Wenjie said.
"Okay." Qin Yixuan smiled and nodded, thinking that Zeng Wenjie was really amazing. He even had business to discuss with the owner of the farm.
However, Zeng Wenjie went to the boss to ask for a red cloth strip, then rewrote his and Mu Qingyang's names on it with a pen, ran to the iron chain bridge, and tied him up.
Looking at the red cloth fluttering in the wind on the suspension bridge, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but take a picture of it with the camera hanging on his chest.
"I'm going to embarrass Xiao Mu later for secretly tying a piece of cloth here without my knowledge! Showing this photo to her, I wonder if she will be socially upset on the spot, hahahaha!!!" Zeng Wenjie secretly laughed in his heart.
Only after finishing the job did Zeng Wenjie return to the private room of the farm.
Qin Yixuan said with a smile: "I recently applied for a position at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, but I don't know if I can pass."
Zeng Wenjie glanced at her and said, "With your advantages, you will definitely be able to pass the exam."
Qin Yixuan said, "How can it be that simple? To be frank, I'm considered one of the best in the major university, but you should be very clear about the level of the General Administration. I'm just giving it a try, and I probably won't pass!"
She smiled happily, as if she didn't care about gains or losses.
"If you pass the exam, you won't have to be a model anymore." Zeng Wenjie said seriously.
"Even if I pass the exam, I'll be your model." Qin Yixuan chuckled.
Zeng Wenjie smiled but said nothing. Just then his cell phone vibrated. He took it out and took a look. It was a message from Feng Xiao.
"Do you want to sleep?"
Zeng Wenjie was stunned when he saw such concise information.
Qin Yixuan saw Zeng Wenjie's expression and couldn't help but whisper softly and gently: "Junior, what's wrong?"
"think!"
Zeng Wenjie said to Qin Yixuan subconsciously.
“???”
Qin Yixuan looked at him in confusion. What the hell?
Zeng Wenjie came back to his senses in an instant and said, "You've almost finished eating, let me take you home, Senior Sister."
Qin Yixuan was stunned for a moment and said, "I...am not full yet?"
"Oh, then take your time eating! I'll leave first, you can take a taxi back!"
Zeng Wenjie, who had no conscience and had completely evolved into a dog capitalist, immediately stood up and turned away.
Qin Yixuan sat in his chair for a long while, then pounded the table angrily and cursed, "You son of a bitch, what the hell are you doing!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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