Bright moon and clear wind

The episode in the morning really embarrassed Lu Fengqing, but fortunately the new job allowed him to devote himself wholeheartedly. After processing Mo Yuelang's photos, he quickly left the supermodel out of the blue.

Before getting off work, Xie Yiran, the girl next door, patted Lu Fengqing on the shoulder, poked her head over to look at Lu Fengqing's screen, and asked, "Have you finished processing it yet?"

Xie Yiran was in charge of writing the draft for last night's awards ceremony. There was only one theme, which was to praise the artists under Entertainment Entertainment to the sky.The manuscript has passed the final review as early as three o'clock in the afternoon, and then Lu Fengqing only needs to submit the pictures, and they can be sent directly to the media.

Lu Fengqing didn't know that there was still a time limit for processing the photos, but when other colleagues asked him for photos to post on Weibo, he realized that he was slowing down like a snail.

Hurrying to get off work, and finally coming to an end, he didn't want to drag his colleagues down, so he said to Xie Yiran with an apologetic expression: "Sorry, it will take a while."

"It's okay, I have other work on hand, and I won't be able to leave for a while." Xie Yiran said indifferently, then suddenly approached Lu Fengqing, and said in a low voice: "I think you are taking it so seriously, but it is actually unnecessary Ah, you can find a microdermabrasion plug-in and swipe it, and you're done."

Lu Fengqing knows that there are various powerful microdermabrasion plug-ins, which can omit the extremely complicated microdermabrasion process after being installed in PS.

It's not that he doesn't know how to be lazy, and it's not that he wants to impress his boss on the first day. He just really wants to hone his photo editing skills, so every picture is honestly smoothed area by area. .

As for Xie Yiran's suggestion, as long as the work speed does not affect others too much, Lu Fengqing considers to wait until he is proficient before adopting it.He smiled at Xie Yiran and said, "Okay, I'll try another day."

When the last picture was processed, it was only 15 minutes before the end of get off work at six o'clock.Many colleagues are still working overtime, including Xie Yiran.

Lu Fengqing was embarrassed to leave alone, anyway, he had nothing to do when he got home, so he simply stayed and continued to practice with the scrap film.

Lu Fengqing didn't have his own camera, and he bought his laptop when he was just in college. It has been used for six years, and it can't handle software like PS at all.It is rare to have access to a computer with high configuration now, and there are a lot of raw pictures for him to use at will. It is a waste for him to go home like this.

The hour hand passed nine quietly, and before I knew it, there was only Lu Fengqing left in the office.He put the pictures into categories and replaced the embarrassing desktop before shutting down, then packed his satchel and left the office building of the entertainment headquarters.

The breeze at night is not as impetuous as in the daytime. It hits the body lightly and brushes the fingers after a day of work, which is as comfortable as a natural massage.

There was no one on the last bus, so Lu Fengqing sat down at the last window seat, took out his earphones and started listening to music.

Recently, he has become obsessed with the music style of post-rock. Although post-rock is also a kind of rock, it is different from traditional rock in that it does not have aggressive music, and the melody tends to make people hypnotized. Many post-rock songs even directly Sampling the original dialogue in the movie to serve as the lyrics.

As the gentle melody came out from the earphones, Lu Fengqing quickly immersed himself in the relaxed atmosphere, but before he finished listening to a song, the harsh ringtone suddenly disrupted his rhythm.

Looking at the screen, it was an unremarked number, but Lu Fengqing would recognize that number even if there was no remark.He didn't know how Guan Yihui got his new number, so he pressed the red button to reject the call reflexively.

The next second, the ringtone rang again in the earphones, Lu Fengqing frowned and stared at the screen for a long time, when the call was about to hang up because no one answered, then slowly pressed the green button, and replied coldly: "Hello. "

"Where is it?" Guan Yihui didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries, and asked Lu Fengqing straight to the point.

Naturally, Lu Fengqing would not answer, he was silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "Why do you have my number?" If it wasn't because he wanted to know this, he would never have answered Guan Yihui's call.

"I'm your boyfriend, why can't I have your number?" Guan Yihui said without any hesitation, as a matter of course.

Lu Fengqing frowned deeper, and he reminded patiently: "We have already broken up."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sneer from the other end of the phone without warning, followed by Guan Yihui's cold voice: "Do I agree?"

The four big characters of "dead skin and face" suddenly appeared in Lu Fengqing's mind, and he said coldly, "You don't need your consent", then hung up the phone and put Guan Yihui's number into the blacklist.

Five minutes later, the phone rang again, and Lu Fengqing subconsciously wanted to hang up, but found that the caller was his mother, Lu Baifang.

The relationship between Lu Fengqing and Lu Baifang is not good, especially after Lu Fengqing came out to his family two years ago.

If it wasn't for Lu Baifang who was still raising his younger brother Lu Yunchuan, he would have absolutely no desire to have anything to do with this woman who only talks about money.

"What's going on with you and your man?" Lu Baifang's tone was like that of the onlookers watching the excitement, with a bit of schadenfreude.In fact, she really couldn't bear Lu Fengqing's mixing with men.

"You gave him my number?" Lu Fengqing understood instantly, "Don't talk to him next time."

"Heh, look at what you said." Lu Baifang teased, "Who was in love back then?"

Lu Fengqing thought about it seriously, when he came out to his family, he just wanted to confront Lu Baifang and make her feel uncomfortable, not because Guan Yihui made him think this way.

"It's nothing, I'll hang up first." Lu Fengqing said detachedly.

"Wait." Lu Baifang called to stop Lu Fengqing, "Your brother is going to college soon, I want to enroll him in an English tutoring class, you can bring some money here."

Lu Fengqing thought that Lu Baifang would not mention money during this phone call, but after talking for a long time, he still didn't get around this hurdle.

Since Lu Fengqing went to college, he not only had to earn his own tuition and living expenses, but also had to subsidize his family.Lu Baifang only has a retirement salary of around [-] yuan a month. If it weren't for the fact that she always used the money to play cards and gamble, the relationship between Lu Fengqing and her would not have become what it is now.

Fortunately, my younger brother Lu Yunchuan is very sensible, and he got into a good university in the college entrance examination.

"Understood." After Lu Fengqing finished speaking, he hung up the phone before Lu Baifang answered.

After more than half a month, Lu Fengqing completely integrated into the new working environment.

Lily arranged many things for him, not only to cooperate with other colleagues in the publicity work, but also to run various activities by himself.

Compared with Yueshang magazine before, he is much more busy, and he has almost never left work on time since he joined the job.But now his mentality is completely different, and he can't wait to devote all his attention to work.

On this day, Lili arranged for Lu Fengqing to go to the airport. A starlet who came back from Southeast Asia needs to produce a set of airport maps.Not all artists are equipped with their own photographers. If there are not enough cafes, they can only be arranged by the company.

Lu Fengqing came to the international arrival hall of the airport on time with his camera in hand. At this time, twenty or thirty little girls were already waiting in the hall, holding balloons, support lights and other items in their hands.

Originally, the location where these fans were located was an excellent shooting location, but Lu Fengqing didn't squeeze past.He considered this situation in advance, so he specially brought a telephoto lens, even if he stood a little far away, he could still take a clear picture.

About 10 minutes later, some passengers without checked luggage began to come out of the international arrival exit one after another. Not long after, a group of four or five people headed by the little star walked out of the exit.

The screams instantly resounded throughout the arrival hall, Lu Fengqing hurriedly picked up the camera and aimed at the target to take two test shots, wanting to see how the light is, and then adjust the parameters.

However, when Lu Feng checked and opened the trial photos, he suddenly discovered that there was a man with a very different temperament behind the little star.

The man was wearing a black baseball cap and mask, a simple white T-shirt and dark trousers, and a blue and white plaid shirt around his waist. He was dressed casually and naturally.

Lu Fengqing's heart skipped a beat, a name flashed in his mind, and he almost subconsciously magnified the photo on the camera display.Although the light under the brim of the hat was dim and he couldn't see clearly, the man's eyes were indeed grey-green.

It's Mo Yuelang.

Lu Fengqing raised his head and looked at the man who tried his best to avoid the crowd. At the same time, Mo Yuelang seemed to feel his gaze, turned his head slightly, and met his gaze.

In the next moment, time seemed to stand still, and all the hustle and bustle had nothing to do with the two of them.

Lu Fengqing thought in a trance that Mo Yuelang is really a very strange person.

A famous artist like him is usually afraid that others will not know that he is a star. When he goes out, he can take as much as his agent, assistant, makeup artist, photographer, etc. with him.But the last time Lu Fengqing saw Mo Yuelang at Entertainment, he was also alone.In this case, no matter how famous the other party is, they will inevitably be ignored by ordinary people.

But just as Lu Fengqing thought of this, a scream interrupted his thoughts. "Mom, it's Mo Yuelang!!!"

Well, Lu Fengqing retracted his previous thoughts.

Then, almost instantly, the twenty or thirty fans who had surrounded the little star all ran to Mo Yuelang's side, and many passers-by also joined the ranks surrounding Mo Yuelang.

Mo Yuelang frowned obviously, and Lu Fengqing here was also confused by this incident.He glanced at the poor little star, only to see his smile froze on his face, and he was holding a marker pen in his right hand. It was obvious that he had just signed his signature halfway, and even the fans ran away.

This expression and this state are obviously not suitable for taking pictures. Lu Fengqing turned to look at Mo Yuelang, and saw that the crowd over there seemed to be getting more and more crowded.

Sean Connery, the actor of 007, once said "fu, ck? off" to the fans because of the crazy behavior of the fans.

Lu Fengqing didn't understand Mo Yuelang's temper, but he always felt that such a famous person should not be too patient.If Mo Yuelang had conflicts with fans, then their colleagues in the publicity department would definitely suffer, after all, Mo Yuelang was a "personal artist".

Besides, work aside, Mo Yuelang seems to really need help now.

Many messy thoughts flashed through Lu Fengqing's mind, and when he sorted out his thoughts, he had already used his height advantage to push away a group of little girls, grabbed Mo Yuelang's suitcase with one hand, and Mo Yuelang's wrist with the other.

The gray-green eyes showed obvious astonishment, Lu Fengqing didn't care too much, and urged: "Go quickly."

Mo Yuelang should be very surprised, because the first two steps were almost pulled by Lu Fengqing with his own strength.But after a few steps, Mo Yuelang quickly understood Lu Fengqing's intentions, and began to run following his steps.

The two shook off the crowd behind them and ran forward. The airport staff began to maintain order. Not long after, there were only a few fans still chasing after them.

When passing by an elevator, Mo Yuelang stood still suddenly, and grabbed Lu Fengqing's wrist with his backhand.

Lu Fengqing was pulled to a sudden stop, and the heavy SLR camera on his chest was thrown forward due to inertia, and then hit his chest heavily, causing him to groan in pain.He rubbed his chest and looked at Mo Yuelang and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yuelang pulled off his mask, gestured to the elevator with his eyes and said, "Go to the parking lot."

The elevator happened to stop on the first floor and no one was using it. Mo Yuelang had already pressed the button for the first time when he was standing just now, and the two of them hid in the car almost without a pause.

The elevator doors closed slowly, blocking the shouts of the fans outside.The tense nerves were finally relaxed, and Lu Fengqing realized that Mo Yuelang was still holding him, so he withdrew his wrist in embarrassment, and leaned on the armrest to breathe gently.

"Thank you." Mo Yuelang took off the mask and put it in his pocket, and stood face to face with Lu Fengqing, leaning his back against the wall of the compartment.

If Lu Fengqing read it right, the corners of Mo Yuelang's mouth seemed to be rising slightly, which instantly softened his cold and flamboyant handsomeness.

Even though he was chased all the way by fans, he still seemed to be in a good mood.

Lu Fengqing didn't understand what this supermodel was thinking, he glanced at the camera on his chest, and then realized that he was here to take photos of starlets, but in the end he took two useless photos, and then there was nothing else.This is the first time he has made a mistake at work since he joined the company for more than half a month.

Lu Fengqing looked at Mo Yuelang, who was in a good mood, and looked at the neglected camera on his chest, and asked tentatively: "Well, you, you let me take two photos and go back to business."