meowji photo studio

The place where Qiao Ke is located is a large stable, with pasture piled up in the corner, and horses locked in the fence next door.

The stables were actually cleaned very well, but the area under her feet was a bit horrible.

What she stepped into was a steaming lump of... Shi.

At such a time, Qiao Ke had to suspect that Qiao Miao chose the location on purpose.

She pulled out her foot and looked around, but no one paid attention to her except the horse.

Qiao Ke raised his head to Ma Yang: "Hey, man, can you become a human?"

The horse looked at her curiously and snorted.

It seems not.

Qiao Ke first took out her mobile phone to check the email, and there was indeed an email from an unfamiliar address in her mailbox, and the content of the email was very simple.Her employer is Ma Feixiang, and she needs to take a set of business card photos, plus an on-site record of the game.

I don't know when this competition will start and when it will end, she won't be able to go back for a while.

Qiao Ke sent a message to this mailbox: Qiao Miao, I can work alone, but don't run around.

After sending it, I felt that the tone of these words was too imperative, so I hurriedly sent another one: Go out and have fun...

Halfway through typing this word, I felt overwhelmed, and all the worries rushed into my heart, making Qiao Ke annoyed why he didn't do charity work earlier to sterilize all the male cats within a ten-mile radius of their house.

After much deliberation, she changed a line: I cooked some meat and put it in the refrigerator, if you want to eat it, just pop it in the microwave.The cans are in the old place, don't starve.I'll go home as soon as I'm done...Of course, I hope you will appear in front of me in the next second.

Qiao Ke swallowed his saliva and typed very shyly: I'm starting to miss you now.

The email just sent successfully, like a heavenly slingshot.Someone yelled at her, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Qiao Ke looked up and saw a long-legged and handsome girl in equestrian clothes, and quickly waved: "My name is Qiao Ke, and I'm here to take pictures. I'm looking for Ma Feixiang!"

The girl ran towards her, her steps were light and well-proportioned, and her legs showed beautiful lines.

It looks like an athlete's physique.

Qiao Ke thought of the competition in the email, and felt that this beautiful girl might be her client.

The girl came to her, opened the bars of the stable for her, and let her out.

Qiao Ke's feet were sticky, and he came here in a hurry today, without changing his clothes, standing in front of the tall and clean girl, the contrast was stark.

Qiao Ke was a little embarrassed, but the girl didn't care about her appearance, and said straight to the point: "Come with me."

Qiao Ke quickly followed the girl's pace, hoping to end this business soon and go home to coax his kitten.

The girl led her around in a winding circle, saw the vast horse farm, and then the neat small buildings, and finally walked towards a dark alley.

Qiao Ke had just experienced a siege in the dark alley at this point yesterday, so he would immediately become alert.

She stopped and asked, "Miss Ma, how long will it take us to arrive?"

Miss Ma turned her head, frowning tightly: "Miss?"

Or else... Qiao Ke replied silently in his heart, you are narrow and thin, with long legs, long eyelashes and curled up like two layers of false eyelashes, and a smooth ponytail at the back of your head...

Except the voice is a little rough...

Qiao Ke coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Isn't it... a girl?"

"I don't look like a girl!" Miss Ma raised her voice.

With her bright voice and high pitch, she lost even the only evidence that she looked like a boy.

But of course Qiao Ke didn't dare to say that this was on someone else's territory and it was almost dark.

"That's it, Mr. Ma?" She said cautiously.

Miss Ma's anger subsided a little, she looked around for no one, grabbed Qiao Ke's arm, and dragged her into a dark alley.

Few of these animals were weaker than Qiao Ke, and Qiao Ke was frustrated physically and mentally.

Girl Ma clutched the skirt of her clothes, and asked ferociously, "What did Ma Feixiang ask you for?"

After a long time, not only the girl is fake, but even the horse is fake.

Qiao Ke sighed: "Did I just stop talking? I'm a photographer and I'm here to take pictures."

"What to shoot?"

"You're not Ma Feixiang, I can't tell you."

"You are not a doctor, and there is a confidentiality agreement."

"Then you don't understand, all walks of life have confidentiality agreements."

"If you don't tell me, then don't even think about getting out from here." This beautiful animal who didn't know where it came from stared at her with fierce eyes, but for someone like Qiao Ke who has seen big animals, this A little kid who can't even stick out his hoof.

So she patted him on the shoulder and said: "If you want to know what to shoot, bring me to Ma Feixiang and see if you can understand."

"I don't!" The beautiful animal was very stubborn.

Qiao Ke looked at him with a smile: "Your surname is also Ma. What is your relationship with Ma Feixiang? If you don't want this filming to proceed, you can send me back directly. Draw a hole on the wall, will you?"

The beautiful animal snorted: "Of course."

"Then you can send me off." Qiao Ke muttered in a low voice, "My little assistant didn't come, so I don't want to take this order..."

But the beautiful animal stared at her for a long time, and finally stomped its feet angrily, turned around and left.

Qiao Ke followed and asked, "What's the matter?"

Pretty Animal doesn't answer.

"Are there not enough energy crystals?" Qiao Ke guessed wildly, "Or do you need an address or something?"

While she was talking to herself, the beautiful animal stopped and raised her hand, "There."

"What?" Qiao Ke looked up and saw a beautiful small house.

The cottage is uniquely independent, with a wide lawn in the background and faint woods in the distance.The windows of the hut glowed with warm light.

"Flying Horse is over there," said the pretty animal, "you go by yourself."

This hexagram changed so quickly, Qiao Ke silently sighed, and stopped bothering the little kid.

When she reached the door of the hut, just as she was about to raise her hand, the door opened by itself as if there was a perfect tacit understanding.

There was a tall old man behind the door, with a beautiful gray beard and kind and happy eyes.

Qiao Ke paused, and quickly introduced himself: "Hi, my name is Qiao, and I'm here to take pictures with Mr. Ma Feixiang."

The old man hurriedly opened the door to welcome her: "I am what I am, thank you for your hard work."

He must be a very talkative customer, Qiao Ke is in a good mood.

After entering the house, old man Ma went to make coffee for her. Qiao Ke stopped in front of the most conspicuous wall in the house and looked at it for a long time.

There were many framed award certificates on the wall, and the glass frames were wiped spotlessly. Qiao Ke carefully counted the names of the people on the certificates. There were six of them, including Mr. Ma Feixiang, all of whom were named Ma.

The titles of the certificates are various. Qiao Ke doesn't know much about horse racing, but he feels dazzled and awe-inspiring.

Old man Ma came out with coffee, and said with a bold smile: "This year's Skyland Comprehensive Competition is about to start."

Qiao Ke walked over to take the coffee: "Thank you, the game photo you mentioned in your email is from this game?"

"Yes." The old man Ma walked to the wall of honor, "This year will definitely break the history of good results."

Qiao Ke couldn't pick up any inside talk, so he could only simply say: "Congratulations in advance."

"Thank you." Old man Ma raised the coffee cup in his hand to her, as if holding a bottle of red wine.

"You also mentioned a set of business card photos in your email," Qiao Ke asked, "When shall we start?"

"You can do it now." Old man Ma put down his coffee and walked up to her with a slightly excited expression, "We have a special studio here."

"That's great." Qiao Ke said so, but he was very puzzled in his heart. Since there are studios, why did he go all the way to find her, a human photographer.

Both of them were in a hurry, so they went out immediately and walked towards the studio.

Old man Ma called on the road and told a man named "Xiao Ji" to come over quickly.

It was already dark, and the path next to the racecourse looked flat, but the gravel on the road was not easy to walk on.The old man Ma wears beautiful and thick boots, but Qiao Ke only has a pair of ordinary sneakers that he didn't have time to prepare.

After the phone call, the old man introduced the horse farm to her along the way. Unlike human horse farms, this place is wider and more natural, and there is not even an edge fence.

The air is fresh, there are insects chirping at night, and the moonlight shines on the old man's gray hair and beard, plating it with a light silver light.

He is so familiar, he talks about horse racing endlessly, his tone is brisk and funny, and he can easily convey happiness to the listeners.

Qiao Ke felt it was a pity, if she took Qiao Miao with her as usual, then she could relax and enjoy this happy time.

Thinking of Qiao Miao gave her a headache.

Qiao Ke's head is full of a tacky metaphor, I am the kite, and you are the one who pulls the string.

The silk thread pulled the heart little by little, reminding Qiao Ke of that face, and felt the apex of his heart tighten again and again.

I want to go back to her, I want to tie this person with myself, so that wherever I go, I go home.

After being hypocritical all the way, when she arrived at the studio, old man Ma reminded her, and Qiao Ke finally realized it.

"Did I talk too much?" Old man Ma smiled kindly, "You young people don't like to hear this much."

"No, no, no." Qiao Ke said quickly, "I think it's very interesting."

Old man Ma was very relieved, he raised his finger and pointed to the equipment in the studio: "Are these enough?"

Qiao Ke took a closer look. This studio is very simple. At first glance, it looks like a temporary renovation of the office. The background cloth only has a few solid colors that are commonly used. There are two lights next to it. The wires underneath are messy. passed.

But Qiao Ke brought her external energy backpack and a few simple business card photos, which were completely enough.

So she smiled and replied, "No problem."

"Okay." Old man Ma took out one from the foam board next to the ground and held it up, "This is the format."

This is the business card photo mentioned in the old man's email-the business card photo of the horse racing in the anthropomorphic world.

Just like a model card, the participating horses put on the simplest front and side photos to record their real body information.

More than the model card, there are also partial close-ups of the horse's mane and tail in the business card photo.

The foam board is so big that when the old man lifts it up, he completely covers his upper body. The horse inside the foam board looks radiant, but the old man is not satisfied.

He pointed to the photo: "Our photographer here is not a professional, just this level. I think he only managed to record, but didn't capture the unique spirit of a horse. What do you think?"

This made Qiao Ke really uncomfortable. It is always bad to slander colleagues, so he could only reply very neutrally: "Everyone's shooting style is different, and the results will be very different."

"Yes!" Old Man Ma pointed at her with bright eyes, "I want you to take a completely different picture."

"I'll do my best." Qiao Ke said.

The old man put down the foam board: "They all said that in horse racing, except for the strength on the field, other things are not important. I disagree. To win is to win beautifully. From the beginning to the end, every detail cannot be neglected , to do our best.”

The old man Ma sighed: "Horse racing is not only a competitive sport, but also an art."

"You can treat it as art, but don't ask everyone to treat it as art." The clear voice at the door answered.

Qiao Ke turned her head, and it really was the beautiful animal that stopped her before.

The old man Ma ignored the beautiful animal's poor tone, and introduced to Qiao Ke: "This is my grandson, Ma Ji. The seed player of this year's Skyland Comprehensive Horse Race."

Old man Ma was very proud, but Ma Ji didn't appreciate it.He went straight to them, ignored Qiao Ke, and said impatiently to old man Ma, "What do you want from me?"

This attitude towards his grandfather was even worse than his attitude towards Qiao Ke before.

Qiao Ke has recently committed adolescent children, one or two, which is not worrying.

The old man Ma probably got used to it, his expression on his face remained the same, he was still smiling, and said to Ma Ji: "Take a business card, go and stand there."

Ma Jiji was very reluctant: "Didn't you shoot it before?"

"What's that?" Old man Ma patted Qiao Ke on the shoulder, "This is Mr. Qiao, an animal photography expert I invited. If you take good photos, the business card will become a blockbuster once it goes online."

Ma Ji smiled with his mouth slanted, with a sarcastic expression.He muttered something in his mouth, although Qiao Ke couldn't hear it clearly, he could probably guess it.

This plot is nothing more than the structure that 90.00% of Chinese families have experienced between parents who are eager for their children to become a dragon and children in the rebellious period.

Although I was reluctant in my heart, I was probably trained a lot by my grandfather.So Ma Ji refused to accept it with his mouth, but he was quite cooperative in his actions.

He walked onto the background cloth, which was pure white, and when the white light flashed, his whole body seemed to melt for a moment.

Qiao Ke was caught in the eye, she closed her eyes for a while, and when she opened them again, the long-haired boy who was so beautiful and indistinguishable was no longer in front of her eyes.

A maroon horse whose hair was so smooth that it could reflect the light, snorted and flicked its tail, majestic and majestic.

Qiao Ke suddenly understood the old man's point of view in his heart. If every racehorse was as beautiful and full of spirituality as Ma Ji, then the photo on the foam board just now was indeed a failure.

She doesn't understand horse racing in the anthropomorphic world, but now that Ma Ji is in her hands, making his photos a blockbuster, Qiao Ke can do it.

"Wait a minute, I'll adjust the light." Qiao Ke entered the working state in a second.

Old man Ma is more serious than her. When helping her, he always asks "is this the best way?"

The grandfather cooperates, and the grandson is really beautiful.Whether it's hair or muscle lines, as long as Qiao Ke captures it, it will be a photo that perfectly combines strength and beauty.

Because of Mr. Ma's continuous improvement, the shooting took a long time.Illuminated by two headlights all the time, and the studio did not open the windows to prevent light leakage, when Qiao Ke pulled in a close-up, he saw the darkened color patch on Ma Ji's neck.

This is sweating, and the color of the date red is more vivid, as if it is about to ooze blood.

Qiao Ke was excited for a while, she turned her head to look at old man Ma, all the eyes of old man Ma were on his grandson, he was serious and proud.

Qiao Ke swallowed the words "Sweaty BMW" on his lips, fearing that this extremely unprofessional term would make old man Ma unhappy.

After all, regarding the breed of horses, she only knew the existence of this legend.

With excitement, Qiao Ke completed this shooting.

She desperately wanted to go forward and touch Ma Ji's fur, the feel would definitely make people intoxicated.

But an alarm bell sounded in her mind, Qiao Miaoren was not there, but the expression of anger and jealousy was firmly reflected in her head.

So she put away the camera, and Qiao Ke didn't dare to waste a word or make a small gesture. She immediately said to old man Ma: "It's getting late today, please take me home."