The photographer pulled out a chair for Ji Nianqin and asked her to sit down politely. There was movement at the door. After a long while, a service staff came in and stared at Ji Nianqin the whole time.
"Is there something dirty on my face?"
"No, I just think you look really beautiful in ancient costume."
"Really? Then I'll draw you a picture, okay? Which dynasty do you want? Thick eyebrows or thin eyebrows? As long as I know everything, I will definitely tell you everything I know."
Ji Nianqin finally found someone other than Xiaoxi who truly liked wearing ancient hairpins. She was so excited that she asked the waitress to sit down while she stood and helped her draw eyebrows and mouth. She also inserted the latest hairpin she "bought" into the waitress's bun. As expected, her traditional temperament was undoubtedly revealed.
"Come and see, isn't she pretty?"
The photographer received a difficult question from Ji Nianqin, and his strong desire to survive told him that it must be difficult.
Judging from his experience with past girlfriends, this is a life-threatening question, and the correct answer is to be cautious. Most importantly, he must learn to read Ji Nianqin's expression.
“It’s not pretty.”
"Um?"
Ji Nianqin and the waiter both frowned, as if the photographer had made a mistake, and quickly replied with the answer.
"Not as pretty as you."
The waiter didn't retract his expression, but Ji Nianqin's demeanor changed subtly, but she didn't look very happy.
"nice."
Finally, Ji Nianqin and the waiter were all smiling. The photographer finally got the answer right and became very proud.
"So beautiful, really, I have never seen such a beautiful woman."
The waiter looked at the photographer's expression and felt something was wrong, it was full of ambiguity, but the photographer really couldn't accept the aesthetic of that pair of buck teeth.
"Well, we'll order the food later. I'm going to have a chat with my girlfriend first. Please go out for a while. I'll call you back if I need anything."
"No, sir, I understand what you mean. You and this lady want to sit here for a long time without ordering anything. This is not allowed. Our hotel needs to make a profit. If this is not possible, I can only ask you two to leave."
The photographer felt a little embarrassed and could only symbolically order a cucumber.
"Sir, the minimum consumption in our private room is 188 yuan. If you don't have that, we can only ask you two to move to the lobby."
"You're such a jerk! Look at this beautiful lady. Of course she's on a diet. I'm not eating either. Just one dish is like paying for your room. And this lady put on such a beautiful makeup look for you. If you post it on your Moments, it's bound to get a lot of likes. How are you going to calculate the cost of this show-off?"
The waiter seemed to be unable to convince the photographer and quickly called a truce. He actually took a photo of himself and Ji Nianqin with the caption "My chief makeup artist."
After a short while, it was forwarded 100 times. It seems that no matter how good a makeup artist is, he or she still needs a lot of publicity.
"My friend asked which photography studio you are from. They are going to take period photos right now."
"How is that possible? We are eating."
"I wasn't talking to you, sir."
"I'm a photographer in a photo studio. I'm out for dinner with my girlfriend. Please don't disturb our time together, okay? Also, give me some heart-shaped candles."
"It's just not allowed, sir. Your order is only 8 yuan."
"What's wrong with 8 yuan? I'm going to stay in the upstairs hotel with this lady later..."
At this time, the prince came in with a tray of homemade candles, each in the shape of a heart.
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