Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Gushing: "When I was in my second year of junior high school, they published a tweet with the theme of "Underage girls get married and have children in remote mountainous areas."

“That was my first exposure to PG, and I’ve been watching it ever since.”

She shook her head happily: "I didn't expect Sister Langyin to know Editor Qin."

Xie Jiuan looked at the figure in the distance. It seemed that he not only knew him, but was also familiar with him.

Because when they first met, Lin Langyin called her Aunt Qin, and the longing and love in Qin Shiyue's eyes when he hugged her was like a mother hugging her daughter.

Jiang Xiannan quickly caught up with them, following behind the two of them.

Xie Jiuan slowly followed up with the device in his hand, moved his wrist where no one could see him, and cursed: Is he the only one who thinks this thing is heavy?

Why are Lin Langyin and Jiang Xiannan carrying it around like they're playing with it?

It wasn't until he entered the studio that Jiang Xiannan knew what the theme of today's shooting was.

It's about domestic violence.

A sensitive yet universal word.

The first group expresses the story of a mother who was subjected to domestic violence and tried her best to cover up the shocking scars on her body because her four-year-old child was about to come home from school.

She was wrapped tightly from head to toe, because the exposed skin was clean and unscarred, but underneath the clothes was the atrocities she had tried so hard to conceal.

In the studio, Lin Langyin held the camera without any distractions, while instructing the models and staff to adjust their poses and lighting.

Jiang Xiannan sat in front of the computer and looked carefully at the photos he had just taken, looking up at Lin Langyin from time to time.

Qin Shiyue stood beside her, holding the table with one hand and putting the other hand in the pocket of her suit trouser, bending down to look at the photo.

Looking at the photo, his eyes were full of amazement, and he couldn't help but whisper: "When I first decided on this theme, I knew that only Ayin could take the photo."

Jiang Xiannan rarely answered. She looked at the photo and fell into deep thought.

Sister Langyin today is a little different from before, or the photos she took are different from usual.

She remembered that Sister Langyin said that the camera has no emotions, but the photographer does. Does that mean that the photo is her mood at the moment.

As for what Teacher Qin meant by these words, Jiang Xiannan couldn't figure it out. He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Langyin who was addicted to work.

Xie Jiuan looked at the person taking pictures absently, wondering how one person could have so many different appearances.

It's obviously the same person, but why does it seem that even the light falling on her is dark and heavy at this moment.

The difference is that in this depressing and terrifying hell, she is growing upwards. Even though her body is bruised and bloody, there is hope and yearning in her eyes.

As this magazine expresses, she longs to escape from that cruel and bloody hell, and her tenacity is heart-stopping.

Xie Jiuan considered himself a person without artistic ability, but at this moment he suddenly understood what they were conveying.

It's the power of women.

They have never been weak, they live for themselves, they are not left behind by others, and they are not prepared for anyone.

After taking this group, Lin Langyin put down the camera and walked over to look at the photos.

Jiang Xiannan wanted to get up and give up his position to the two seniors.

But Qin Shiyue held her down: "Sit down, you are the professionals after all."

She is only responsible for watching, so why occupy the position for nothing.

Compared to the amazement and praise in others' eyes, Lin Langyin's appearance was very calm.

Qin Shiyue suddenly asked a little girl next to her: "Xiao Chen, do you have any inspiration?"

The little girl shook her head. She was the editor this time. She sighed: "Children are gifts from God to you, not shackles that bind you."

It is hatred of domestic violence, pity for every woman who suffers from domestic violence, or anger towards them.

Lin Langyin's hand on the mouse was released. She leaned back on the seat and looked at the photos on the screen lazily. She slowly said: "A confident bird will forget that it has ever looked down upon someone if it is locked up for a long time." It’s so vast, let alone one that’s not that confident to begin with.”

The moment she stepped out of the cage, she almost forgot how to fly.

The fox's eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly careless but hidden in darkness: "It's not just the children who restrain them."

The shackles of the world and her self-confidence have long been wiped out.

Everyone was advising her to think about her children, her parents, and even her abuser, but no one advised her to think about herself.

Under all the denial, she also denied herself, thinking that she had nowhere to go except being trapped in marriage.

The topic was too heavy, and everyone fell into silence. Lin Langyin stood up from the chair, glanced at the almost arranged scene, and said calmly: "Get ready to take the next set."

"End it early and go home early to rest."

When she spoke out, the others got out of their thoughts and started busy.

Xie Jiuan's eyes kept falling on Lin Langyin.

She is sober and transparent, but like an outsider, she quickly withdraws when others are trapped. She sympathizes with the suffering of others, but will not let herself get trapped in it.

Extremely cool.

The second set of photos is an underwater scene.

The staff was entering the water, which was about chest deep.

Lin Langyin stood by the table, carefully and skillfully installing the waterproof case on the camera.

Xie Jiuan didn't even know that he had been looking at her.

Jiang Xiannan turned him around and said proudly in a low voice: "How is it? Isn't it super beautiful?"

Then he raised his camera to take a picture of Lin Langyin: "I always think she is extremely beautiful when she is working."

“The beauty that can impress women is the real beauty.”

Putting down the camera and looking at the photo he just took, Jiang Xiannan said: "Beauty, to a certain level, is both hard and soft."

Sister Langyin and Sister Sangning are both beautiful and have shocking power.

Jiang Xiannan's eyes were full of yearning, she wanted to become such a person.

A staff member nearby said in a low voice: "It's such a cold day, don't get cold if you go down there."

When Xie Jiuan heard this, he looked over and saw that the female model had already entered the water. Even if the heating was turned on in the room, her lips were still white from the cold after entering the water.

After installing the waterproof case, Lin Langyin placed the camera on the table.

He raised his hand and took off his thick and wide sweater, leaving only a black vest. Xie Jiuan frowned, are you crazy?

He asked: "Are you going to go on like this?"

Lin Langyin gave him a questioning look, glanced around and found that there seemed to be no place to put the clothes, so she put the sweater into his hand: "Help me hold it for a while."

Xie Jiuan's mind twitched: "Can't you keep wearing it?"

Lin Langyin suddenly looked like a fool, picked up the clothes in his hand and shook them: "If you wear them so thickly, you will drown me."

"Shouldn't I just call you sister? Are you going to murder me?"

"Besides, will you be warm if you go into the water with your clothes on?"

Don’t understand: “What do you think?”

Xie Jiu'an also knew what nonsense he had said. He was speechless and became angry: "What the hell, I'm not going down anyway."

"If I don't care about you anymore, I'm just a dog."