God's Palette

"Boss Sleep, are you there?"

"Don't ask if you're there, just tell me if you have anything to do. Interpersonal communication in modern society is very simple. If you have nothing good to do with me, of course I'm not here, but if you have something good to do with me, I'm definitely here."

But Ye Qianluo didn't know whether it was good or bad for her: "Xia Xun has a new wife, and she brought her to show off to us."

While waiting for Mian Yu's reply, Ye Qianluo felt in a good mood. This kind of behavior of creating black material to revenge Xun brother was unexpectedly a bit cool.Perhaps in other aspects, Ye Qianluo is not that good at it, but as a girl who has been influenced by Two-dimensional since childhood, she has an unexpectedly delicate grasp of emotions, so she is very clear about the delicate relationship between Xia Xun and Mian Yu.

Come on come on, are you mad?

"Crazy, isn't her new wife the scene?"

"...Huh? You know?"

"Otherwise? Well, I'm going to work. Goodbye."

This brief communication made Ye Qianluo begin to suspect that she could not keep up with the times.Logically speaking, the two of them belong to a cohabitation relationship, and they are still playing master-servant games every day. This kind of high-density relationship that is tired of being together all day should not allow even a little flaw...

In other words, Xia Xun's behavior of calling the camera his wife should anger Mian Yu!Could it be that the relationship between them is not so strong?Could it be... There is an opportunity to take advantage of it?Her mind suddenly drifted elsewhere, and her concentration was a hundred times higher than when she was doing homework and thinking about difficult problems.

And that side—

As if showing off, he turned around and raised his camera. The slightly heavy silver-white lens was stuck on the steady black body with perfect fit: "Brother Xun, your wife has come in."

"I thought you were going to say insert it..."

"Hey hey, it's very vulgar to play this meme like that, it's so boring."

The two of them smiled tacitly and didn't continue to talk about it, because for photographers, the highlight is always before and after the shutter is pressed.Since Brother Xun doesn't want to be a model, then this only precious opportunity should not be wasted, and he has to study it carefully...

Now, there are some people in Ye She's headquarters, first of all, those in the photography department can be excluded-what's the point of shooting men?

Thinking about it, Zhuanzhuan changed the wrist strap on the camera to a shoulder strap, and walked out of the house with the camera on his shoulders, looking for prey worthy of this opportunity.Of course, Xia Xun, who was worried about the camera, also followed.

One after the other, they knocked on a door full of girls' voices.

And the response followed: "Grass, who doesn't have long eyes rolled in, dare to disturb the old-Zan...Zan Zhuan eldest sister?" The puppy with its teeth and claws suddenly wagged its tail.

"Yiya, are you studying obediently?" I turned around and looked inside.

"Study? No, no, no, anyway, thank you for your concern, I'm working hard to recite my lines."

Xia Xun, who was standing behind the old man, also glanced inside. Even in such a daily life, Ya Ya is wearing a cute, fluffy, and fluffy lo skirt.The constellation pattern and the blue and white tones match well with her who is well-behaved.She picked up the script book bound by A4 paper and a stapler in her hand, and opened the pages where she appeared.

Pressing the hand decorated with roses is as gentle as opening a picture book for a child before going to bed, and the eyes are full of stories, soft and quiet.This scene immediately attracted Zhuanzhuan's attention—as a photographer, she felt that Yaya was quite photogenic now.

Full of hope... Yes, according to the photography rules taught by Brother Xun, the story that came to Zhuanzhuan's mind is like this: Yaya is going to be on the stage he has been looking forward to for a long time, to contribute to the subculture he loves deeply, and to stop Mouth full of bad words, only to say the love for those skirts...

That's why she opened the script so hopefully, and shared her feelings with herself with such admiration.

Zhuan Zhuan has already raised the camera, ready to press the shutter, and use this precious opportunity to outline her.

"Look around, big sister." Ya Ya said excitedly, "The organizer said that if you read these shit soft advertisements carefully, you can pay a lot of money, so I'm working hard to memorize them."

The air froze for a few seconds, just like that, turned around and put down the camera, shaking his head.

It's better to find someone else.

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(Recently I have been busy with secret projects, but the status has come back a lot. There will be an update before the evening (sunset). I don’t want to read it at night.)

Chapter 28--9·There is no darkness

Looking over the low turn, Ya Ya found the person who was walking step by step behind her, and then his eyes were wide open as if the street lights were electrified.

"Ah, Brother Xun?" Her face was stained with surprise.

Although I haven't seen him for several days, Brother Xun is really as good-looking as ever!She looked at Brother Xun with quite an expert look, thinking about her outfit today.Today is not the daily style, but the cool and beautiful motorcycle style...

Ouch, especially the pair of jeans decorated with rivets and metal buttons, which fit tightly on the curve of her perfect legs, it really makes people want to be that pair of jeans.

After pleasing the eyes and mind for a while, I got up and ran to the window, pushed the curtain and the glass away, and stared towards the parking lot—damn, there really is a handsome car—the key is Very expensive locomotives... they are also human beings, why is there such a big difference?

However, the owner himself does not have such complicated ideological activities.

"Thank you for sending the invitation letter before." Xia Xun said in a peaceful tone, and walked forward, put his hands on Zhuanzhuan's head, and continued to face the pressure inside the door, "You went to my house on purpose, probably for See me...but what's the matter?"

The invitation letter for the event was not sent by the organizer, but delivered to the door by the very high-profile contestant in front of him.Although there were some small awkwardnesses before, they were resolved smoothly. Xia Xun didn't hate this little girl.

When this matter was brought up, she felt like sitting on pins and needles: "It's like this... I..."

"I want Brother Xun to say something nice for you, don't you?" Zhuan Zhuan interrupted.

"Hmm..." she confessed.

Of course, Xia Xun also expected it.The contestants, during the event, show courtesy to the judges who have the right to speak-you can understand the meaning here by moving your toes.

Although the organizer was secretly pressured by some forces, so that the current pressure is no longer the final winner, but she still has to rely on that stage to show herself and save more chips for her future life.

These people, on Weibo or in various videos, always show their good sides - but in fact, in a word, they have nothing to do when they are full, have no education and no other skills, only good-looking people are unemployed Homeless, and then have to eat hobbies as food.This kind of living situation is full of sense of crisis, so it is impossible to let go of the opportunity to make money.

Yaya belongs to this group of people who are better mixed, and relying on the natural cuteness of Lolita's clothing, she has indeed made a lot of money from it.

But if he caused trouble on the next big stage, the only income he relied on for survival would collapse completely.