meowji photo studio

Before Qiao Miao answered her words, Qiao Ke saw smoke rising from the empty car.

All kinds of strange signs made her nervous, and subconsciously pushed Qiao Miao behind her.

In the smog, a slender hand stretched out and rested on the edge of the car window. The wrist was bent in an exaggerated arc, and the fingers were so white that they seemed to have just crawled out of the dark ground.

Qiao Ke lowered his voice and asked, "Who?"

There was another puff of smoke, and finally someone's head popped out.The messy and swollen hair like wheat straw, illuminated by the direct light above the head, seemed to explode into a faint fire that was about to ignite.

The man raised his other equally pale hand, held a slender lady's cigarette between his fingertips, and brought it to his mouth to take a puff.

The smoke is as weak as a finger.

"You have a rich imagination," said the man.The background color of the voice is that of a girl, but she is very hoarse, with a heavy voice of smoking and drinking, which makes people blur the perception of gender.

But when she turned her head to look at Qiao Ke, there was no doubt about her gender.

For a girl, the facial features are not very beautiful, but they have a unique beauty when combined together.

She doesn't wear makeup, and doesn't even bother to trim her eyebrows. She obviously has dark circles under her eyes from staying up late, but this person's temperament makes her look like a light smoky makeup.

The palm-sized face is hidden in the hair, matching the retro European scene around. When you take the next shot, the sharpness of the photo is increased. It is a masterpiece of a cutting-edge photographer.

Qiao Ke came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at Qiao Miao: "Wen Xi?"

"En." The woman in the car responded, holding the cigarette at her fingertips in her mouth, her arms were as thin as sticks, but the movement of jumping out while holding on to the car door was very smooth.

The woman walked up to her and held out her hand to Qiao Ke: "Hello, photographer Qiao."

Qiao Ke quickly shook it, but it only touched her fingertips. This hand was too thin, and she was afraid that it would hurt her with a little effort.

Qiao Miao walked out from behind her, smiled and said to Wen Xi, "Hello."

Wen Xi smiled back at her, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled up, it was a very faint smile, but it was pretty.

After finishing the courtesies, Wen Xi turned around and walked into the house with a cigarette in his hand. Without that face to attract attention, Qiao Ke noticed her clothes.

When Qiao Ke came here, Qiao Ke specifically asked Qiao Miao about the weather here, and Qiao Miao said that it is good to wear according to spring and autumn, so they both wear coats and trousers now, and they feel very comfortable.

But Wen Xi only wore short sleeves on her upper body, and there were many colorful dots on the black short sleeves. I don't know if they were there originally, or they were painted on by her.

The trousers were baggy, piled up at the hem, and pressed against a pair of... splint slippers.

At this time, Qiao Ke not only sighed, how photogenic it is to be thin.

Even dressed like this, the thin and white Bunsei is still a beautiful picture.

When following Wen Xi, Qiao Miao tugged at Qiao Ke's sleeve and glanced at her proudly.

Probably out of consideration for his choice of candidates, Qiao Ke had no choice but to give her a thumbs up to show his appreciation.

Qiao Miao snorted, raised her head and took two big strides to catch up with Wen Xi, walking beside her.

Qiao Ke smiled helplessly, listening to the casual conversation between the two.

Qiao Miao: "Wen Xi, are you cold in short sleeves?"

Wenxi: "It's not cold."

Qiao Miao: "Wen Xi, do you choke on smoking?"

Wen Xi: "Don't choke."

Qiao Miao: "I'm choking."

Wen washed out the cigarette and threw it on the ground.

There is actually a floor below this house, and the three of them went down the stairs to a place similar to the lowest cabin.

The light here is far less bright than above, and the two dangling small chandeliers above the head cast a warm yellow light.

There were a lot of sundries piled up in the cabin, most of which were packed into big packages.

In the innermost part of the cabin, there are scattered items, the most eye-catching is the canvas that occupies half of the wall.

The painting is only painted with the bottom background color, and it is impossible to tell what it is.The overall tone adds more black, which looks very gloomy.

Wen Xi walked up to the painting, and with such a back view, he was a full-fledged wandering artist.

Qiao Ke approached her and asked her, "What theme do you want to shoot?"

Wen Xi opened his arms: "It's very simple, my life."

"Your life..." Qiao Ke turned his head and looked around. There were only places for paints and canvases, and he couldn't even find a stool for himself.

Wen Xi is not someone who cares about things, so Qiao Ke asked directly: "Is it only here?"

"Isn't there enough here?" Wen Xi bent down and picked out a shovel from a pile of scattered pens on the ground. With a piece of paint on it, he wiped it on the canvas.

The bright yellow color was originally very bright, but she quickly mixed it with a small amount of black, so the light was completely covered up.

As soon as he wiped it on, Wenxi's expression became very focused.Qiao Ke could feel the tightness of her limbs, and the seemingly random strokes were probably techniques that she had already mastered by heart.

It wasn't until the blob of dark yellow was painted that the light scattered, that Wenxi put down the shovel and turned back.

"Aren't you going to take pictures?" Wen Xi asked, her complexion and eyes were extremely light, appearing indifferent and gentle.

"I..." Qiao Ke didn't know where to start, "Should we start now?"

"Whatever you want." Wen Xi said, "It depends on what you want."

Qiao Ke glanced at Qiao Miao, while she was staring at Wen Xi, Qiao Miao was squatting on the ground, sniffing Wen Xi's paint.

Feeling Qiao Ke's gaze, Qiao Miao raised her head, the tip of her nose was stained with red, and the bottom of her hair was stained with blue.

"Don't lick!" Qiao Ke shouted this sentence in time.

Qiao Miao's upward tongue stopped in the middle, she overcame her animal nature, and finally raised her hand to rub her face.The red on the tip of the nose was rubbed more evenly by her, from a little to a big lump.

Qiao Miao was a little irritable for a moment, shaking her head wanting to lick and scratch.

Qiao Ke hurried over and held her wrist, looked around, trying to find a piece of clean paper for Qiao Miao to wipe.

But there were paints and colorful waste paper everywhere, and Qiao Ke couldn't find them at all.

Wen Xi squatted down and uncovered a piece of cloth, opened a small wooden box, and took out a pack of wet wipes from it.

She came over and handed it to Qiao Ke: "Use this."

Qiao Ke took it and tore open the package, and a refreshing mint smell came out, which was particularly vivid in the smelly cabin.

Qiao Ke carefully wiped the paint on Qiao Miao's face with a wet wipe, Qiao Miao frowned, very displeased with the wet feeling and the smell.

Probably special wet wipes, like cleansing oil, it is easy to wipe off the paint.But the skin on Qiao Miao's face was too tender, after finishing it, it was still red in two spots.

Wen Xi stood by and watched them wipe their faces, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very interested.

Qiao Ke held Qiao Miao's hand tightly, she was reluctant and did not let go, and turned to continue talking with Wen Xi about the filming.

"It's great here." Qiao Ke said, "But life is not just about work. Since it's about shooting life, we can take a look at the places you rest, eat, and often go to."

"Oh." Wen Xi smiled, turned around and walked aside, and lifted a large tarpaulin.

Qiao Ke saw an old sofa, Wen Xi sat on it, and then lay down on his back: "This is where I sleep."

After introducing the "bedroom", Wen Xi turned over, walked to the tarpaulin on the other side, and uncovered it. Qiao Ke saw piles of books and a very old-fashioned radio on the far side.

Wen Xi pressed the radio twice, and the sound of music came out. Qiao Ke hadn't listened to the music played on the tape for a long time.

"This is my entertainment." Wen Xi said.

She turned around and walked out: "The place to wash and eat is outside."

Qiao Ke quickly took Qiao Miao to follow. When Qiao Miao introduced this client, she expected that he would be a very individual person, but she still didn't expect it to be this level of individuality.

Wenxi led them through the upper room where they first came, and then came to the circular dance floor.There are a lot of people on the dance floor, drinking and dancing, and the smell of fish is particularly strong.

Wen Xi squeezed between them, went up another flight of stairs, walked through a passage, and when he opened the door again, Qiao Ke's respiratory system was finally liberated.

Although it still smells fishy, ​​in an open environment, this damp fishy smell makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

This is the smell of the sea, I know the smell of the sea, glass seaweed...

They finally came to the deck, and the moment the breath was released, Qiao Ke's worry came up again.

This huge ship is driving on the sea. Although it looks calm at present, who knows if it will hit an iceberg in the next second.

She ignored the view of the sea, and looked carefully at the hull of the ship to find the name of the ship, which is usually very easy to find. She saw a line of familiar English: "RMSTitanic".

Looking up again, the four big chimneys of the Titanic soared up to the sky, and the tragic scene of the ship being split in two instantly appeared in Qiao Ke's mind.

"Qiao Miao." Qiao Ke stopped and asked solemnly, "What's the matter with this boat?"

"The unsinkable giant ship." It was Wenxi who answered her, and Wenxi was standing by the railing, the sun was shining on her, she squinted slightly, her skin was so white that it seemed to melt, "on the human side anyway It's sunk. The boss of Will Enterprise liked the heroine of that movie, so he copied such a ship."

"I don't know if this one will sink." Wen Xi raised his hand to brush his hair that was blown by the sea wind, and looked down at the sea. "Because of that famous accident, or the story...many animals dare not board the boat, So the ticket is much cheaper than other cruise ships of the same size. I bought the farthest voyage and can stay on board for a year.”

Qiao Ke was stunned when he heard this. Such a rich and mentally retarded company boss, such a free and unrestrained artist who loves freedom, is really full of the fascinating magic of secondary school.

Wen Xi threw off the shoes on her feet and began to take off her pants. Qiao Ke didn't know what was wrong with her, so she quickly brought the topic back to normal: "Aren't you going to see the restaurant and the bathroom?"

"Don't let you look at this?" Wen Xi lifted his foot and shook off his baggy pants, his two long thin white legs were shining brightly, almost blinding Qiao Ke's eyes.

She smiled, and against the background of the blue sea and blue sky, she was as beautiful as a movie pictorial.

"Big restaurant." Wen Xi said.Then he jumped into the sea.

She moved so fast that Qiao Ke only saw a white light, which was the light of an animal's transformation. Although Qiao Ke guessed that Bunsa was a fish, he was still taken aback by her sudden action.

He hurried to the railing and stepped up to see it.

The boat was too high, and although it was traveling very slowly, as if floating, the sea still submerged everything.

Qiao Ke couldn't laugh or cry: "Qiao Miao, I am amazed by your ability to pick clients every time."

"This time it's great." Qiao Miao also stepped high beside her, looking excited, "Sockeye salmon has few scales and thorns, and the meat is delicious, tender and elastic, with a smooth taste and rich in variety. vitamins and minerals, nutritious…”

Qiao Ke looked at her in shock, and Qiao Miao licked her mouth, salivating: "The only shortcoming is that she can swim."

The author has something to say: Wenxi: Can't swim for you to eat?