Emirates only knows the course of history, but he doesn't understand the internal affairs of each party.
He stood there for a while, then got into the car, deep in thought.
Someone was waiting for him outside the military headquarters. As soon as he got out of the car, they rushed up to him and said, "Mr. Yi, the commander has been waiting for you for a long time."
Yi Mu, carrying the camera case, followed them inside.
Zeng Guangzhao, along with several middle-aged men in crisp military uniforms, were chatting.
After Yimu arrived, the conversation inside gradually quieted down.
Everyone except Zeng Guangzhao was sizing up the young man.
Yi Mu took a deep breath. These people would all become big shots in the future, so he had to be careful in dealing with them.
"This is the highly skilled photographer you were talking about?"
Beside Zeng Guangzhao, a man in his fifties fixed his gaze on Yi Mu, his eyes revealing undisguised suspicion and contempt.
This person has a good relationship with Zeng Guangzhao, which is why he speaks without any pretense.
Zeng Guangzhao didn't introduce Yi Mu in much detail, only saying that everyone should get ready to start filming.
Ten officers sat in a row. Yi Mu took out his eating utensils and, holding his camera, looked for a suitable light source and angle.
While searching for the right angle, he verbally advised the officers to move closer to the center and not to be too stiff.
A photograph is a still image, and if the scenery in the image is static, it will be easier to capture beauty and harmony.
People in dynamic situations are difficult to understand.
He was just a lowly photographer and didn't have the power to command these high-ranking generals.
Some sat upright, some had stern expressions, while others were frivolous and disrespectful.
Such a scene looks very out of place, and the resulting photo will be quite unattractive.
After waking up, Yi Mu learned photography, just so he could have a way to make a living in the future.
But that doesn't mean he has an indifferent attitude towards photography.
Since we invited him to take photos, we should cooperate properly; it's better for everyone.
He put down his camera and said to the officer next to Zeng Guangzhao, "Sir, please put your legs down. Since it's a group photo to commemorate the occasion, it would be better if the composition were more uniform."
The officer who had initially doubted his competence put his leg down, then stood up, pointed at him, and looked arrogant.
"I can arrange things however I want, why should I, a little brat, lecture me?"
Yi Mu's face turned cold, and he was very impatient, wanting to just quit and leave.
Zeng Guangzhao stood up, reached out and pressed down on his old friend's shoulder, a smile playing on his lips, but no hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Old Liu, are you drunk this morning or what? I personally invited Yi Mu. If you don't trust his abilities, are you doubting my judgment of people?"
Here, he held the highest military rank, and no one dared to challenge him. Even longtime friends had to be careful about their distance.
The officer surnamed Liu scratched his head, avoiding the question.
“I was just joking with photographer Xiao Yi. Look, he's not angry at all. You have such a bad temper.”
Zeng Guangzhao was not fooled by him as usual.
He patted Lao Liu on the shoulder, his expression seemingly casual, but his words carried a serious tone.
“Imu is my friend, and I invited him specially. You’d better cooperate with him well.”
The officer surnamed Liu's face stiffened; he ultimately lacked the confidence to challenge Zeng Guangzhao, and nodded.
The photoshoot went very smoothly. Yimu took individual photos of everyone, as well as several group photos.
The filming wrapped up around noon.
A general booked a table at the restaurant, planning to treat everyone to a good drink at noon.
Zeng Guangzhao asked Yi Mu to come along, but Yi Mu refused, fearing he would have trouble digesting the environment.
"I'm tired of eating out all the time. I wonder if I would have the honor of having a casual meal at Yi's house?"
Zeng Guangzhao's words came suddenly, and not only Yi Mu, but everyone else was taken aback.
Who is the Yi family, a wealthy and noble family, that they need Commander Zeng to fawn over them like this?
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