Mr. Bamboo Horse

Xu Jingchi and the person in front of him looked at each other, and the person hurriedly said "thank you" and went to tangle with the classmate on duty again.

Xu Jingchi was not a nosy person, so he ignored the two of them and walked in from the side.

Zheng Zhuoyuan was sitting on the sofa in the background answering messages on his mobile phone, and hadn't changed his clothes yet.

Xu Jingchi sat down beside him, and asked, "Why are you laughing so happily?"

He showed Xu Jingchi a five-second video on the screen: "I sent this to my mom that my classmate took."

Xu Jingchi took out his mobile phone, airdropped him a complete performance video, and said, "I filmed this, and I turned on the filter, which made you so ridiculous, post this."

He opened it to look, and found that Xu Jingchi had chosen a filter with a hazy effect, which was indeed more appealing. He couldn't help pointing at the screen and said, "Yes, let my mother praise you."

"It's a pity that you don't want to shoot me, otherwise our video can be sent out together.

It's rare for me to be so handsome in the morning. "

Xu Jingchi sighed pretending to regret, and patted his thigh exaggeratedly.

Zheng Zhuoyuan raised the corner of his mouth, clicked on the photo album and airdropped a video.

Xu Jingchi's phone vibrated, he picked it up to watch, and found that it was a new video, he clicked on it for a few seconds and went to see Zheng Zhuoyuan: "Didn't you say you won't take pictures of me?" Zheng Zhuoyuan pretended to be stupid and said, "I didn't take this video of."

"Oh~ that was taken by someone else with your mobile phone?" Xu Jingchi accompanied him pretending to be stupid: "Who took the picture of me so handsome? Hurry up and introduce me so that I can learn from him."

Zheng Zhuoyuan's eyes turned from Xu Jingchi's face to the side, and then continued to look at the phone: "Senior sister sent a message."

Xu Jingchi wanted to tease him a few more words, but found that when he bowed his head sideways to him, his eyelashes looked long and curled up, and those eyes that were always unrecognizable on the stage were moist, and Xu Jingchi couldn't move his eyes. I opened my eyes.

This staring was too obvious, Zheng Zhuoyuan felt it, and turned his head again: "What's wrong?" Xu Jingchi was stunned for a moment, and said: "It's nothing, why don't you go change your clothes?" "Ah yes, just wait for me."

Zheng Zhuoyuan went to the dressing room, changed his clothes and then went to the dressing room to remove makeup.

But when he opened the door, he didn't see anyone, so Xu Jingchi told him not to take it off in a hurry, anyway, his makeup wasn't exaggerated, so it wasn't a big problem.

He felt awkward, but he couldn't find a makeup teacher, so he had to go out first.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he saw a tall figure standing by the diagonally opposite wall.

The man kept staring at this place. After he came out, he was stunned for a moment, and then he walked over with a smile on his face, and introduced himself, "Senior, my name is Chen Shulun, and I'm a student from the same department as you."

Before Zheng Zhuoyuan could respond, Xu Jingchi recognized this person as the one who was entangled with the classmate on duty just now at the door.

Just about to ask him what's the matter, he continued: "Your performance is great! I have never touched Hanfu, but you let me see the classical beauty of Hanfu at a glance."

Chen Shulun raised the camera in his hand and looked at Zheng Zhuoyuan excitedly: "Can you let me take a picture of you? I want to take a picture of you wearing Hanfu, so that more people can appreciate this beauty."

Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't react just now, but now that he knew the whole story, he didn't know what to say.

In the past, he only wore Hanfu when he was in class at the Children's Palace, and he faced either children or a few familiar colleagues.

Everyone would also praise him for his good clothes, but they said it casually, and never praised him so seriously.

Facing Chen Shulun's expectant eyes, he swallowed, turned his eyes and declined politely: "I'm sorry, I still have a lot of work to do, you can ask others for help."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to walk away from the side, but Chen Shulun followed closely: "Senior, I belong to the photography club, and although I major in environmental design, my ambition is to be a photographer.

I'll send you my previous works for a look, and it won't be too late for you to decide then. "

Chen Shulun's behavior was quite abrupt, but his attitude and tone of speech were very sincere. The key was that he seemed anxious but didn't move, just looked at him sincerely.

Zheng Zhuoyuan is not the kind of character who can firmly refuse, on the contrary, as long as it is something he can do, he usually will not refuse.

Seeing that he hesitated, Chen Shulun immediately picked up the camera and showed him a few photos taken just now: "Senior, this is what I took of you, there are several angles, you take a look at it one by one."

Zheng Zhuoyuan watched in silence, these photos are very good in terms of angle and composition, and the level of the photographer can be seen at a glance.

Xu Jingchi watched it with him, and also felt that Chen Shulun's shot was very good, and it could be enlarged and printed with a little modification.

"Actually, I also know that this request is abrupt.

How about this, let's add WeChat, you can think about it slowly.

If you agree, let me know, I will cooperate with you in time and place, and I will arrange it if you ask for makeup, hair and clothing. "

Now that it's all said and done, Zheng Zhuoyuan really has no way to refuse, so he had to add friends first.

Chen Shulun also specially sent his name to let him make a note, and before leaving, he apologized for the abruptness just now, and hoped that he would not mind.

After Chen Shulun walked away, Xu Jingchi went to see Zheng Zhuoyuan: "You want to promise him?" Zheng Zhuoyuan said helplessly, "Let's talk about it, there are a lot of things going on in the student union recently, and the final exam is coming soon, so there may not be time."

Xu Jingchi said: "When I came just now, I saw that he wanted to come in to take pictures, but I didn't expect that he wanted to take pictures of you."

Zheng Zhuoyuan walked in the direction of the student union and heard Xu Jingchi continue: "Actually, it would be nice to let him take a set. When the time comes, choose one and enlarge it to hang at home. It's so pleasing to watch."

Zheng Zhuoyuan thought that Xu Jingchi was teasing himself again, but when he turned around, he realized that this person was serious, and couldn't help laughing: "Come on, I'm not as narcissistic as you, the room is full of my photos."

He was referring to Xu Jingchi's own bedroom, no matter on the wall or on the table, there were indeed many single photos.

Xu Jingchi corrected him and said, "How many times have I told you that it was my mother's fault? Why do you always blame me?" Spend on the go.

After the school sports meeting, there is a two-week review before the final exam.

This was his first final exam after returning to school. A lot of exercises made him sleep deprived every day, and he became anxious a lot.

Fortunately, Xu Jingchi reviewed the books with him, and the two complemented each other, and the final test results were quite satisfactory.

On the night of the summer vacation, Xu Jingchi dragged him to the video room on the first floor to play games, and he didn't sleep until four o'clock in the morning.

Chen Shulun called at nine o'clock in the morning.

He didn't receive it, so Chen Shulun sent a WeChat message, asking if he had time to take pictures these two days.

He only saw it when he woke up at noon, and he was stunned for a moment because he had completely forgotten about it.

However, considering that Chen Shulun hadn't bothered him during the busiest period of time, he felt that it was not good to refuse him. After all, he was really sincere, so he replied that it would be fine within two days.

Chen Shulun quickly sent a voice message, saying that he would arrange the shooting location and clothing by himself, but he needed his height, weight and measurements to choose suitable clothes, and asked if he could provide them.

He sent his height and weight, but he hesitated about the measurements.

What they want to shoot is Hanfu, so measurements should not be used.

Seeing that he only spoke halfway and then lost his voice, Chen Shulun also guessed what he would think, so he took the initiative to explain the confusion, saying that providing measurements is to facilitate the filtering of clothes and avoid unnecessary fitting time.

This explanation was reasonable, so Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't think too much about it. After washing, he went downstairs to find Aunt Su and asked where the measuring tape was.

Aunt Su was making lunch, so she asked him to look in the drawer of the storage room on the first floor, and he went there.

As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw the door being pushed open, and Xu Jingchi walked in with a tennis bag on his back.

Seeing him open the door of the storage room, Xu Jingchi asked, "What are you looking for?" "Tape measure.

Did you go to play? "Zheng Zhuoyuan also asked.

"Well, I went with Chu Yi and the others.

I wanted to call you too, but I was afraid that you would not sleep enough and lose energy. "

Xu Jingchi said while changing his shoes.

Zheng Zhuoyuan nodded knowingly, opened the drawer and began to rummage through it. Aunt Su came over after a few times of rummaging, opened another drawer and handed it to him, then went back to the kitchen to cook.

"What do you want with a tape measure?" Xu Jingchi asked.

Zheng Zhuoyuan took a tape measure and drew on his chest, saying, "Measure your measurements."

Since his family immigrated, he bought all the clothes he wore in the mall by himself, so I don't know what the exact measurements are now.

Xu Jingchi thought that he wanted to make clothes custom-made, so he took the tape measure and said, "Let me measure it for you. What kind of clothes do you want?" "I didn't make them."

Zheng Zhuoyuan raised his arms and asked Xu Jingchi to wrap a measuring tape around his chest: "The measurements are for Chen Shulun, the junior who asked me to take pictures that day."

The hand measuring his chest stopped moving, Xu Jingchi frowned: "It's just a photo, why tell him the measurements?" Zheng Zhuoyuan said: "He prepared the clothes, I don't mean he is not good at arranging them. ah."

After Xu Jingchi heard it, he also felt that it made sense, but he also felt that something was weird.

After measuring his chest, he went to measure his waist. When he wanted to measure his butt, he snatched the tape measure. He said that he could do the rest by himself, and then went upstairs without looking back.

Since being discharged from the hospital, except for Dr. Luo, he has resisted any touch from the waist down.

Even though he no longer needs diapers, he still feels guilty subconsciously.

But Xu Jingchi didn't know the truth. Looking at his back, he thought he was just embarrassed, so he didn't think much about it.

During lunch, Aunt Su asked Zheng Zhuoyuan what kind of food he would like to eat in the evening. Zheng Zhuoyuan said that he would go out in the afternoon and would probably not be at home for dinner.

Xu Jingchi asked him where he was going, and he said he was going to take pictures for his juniors.

"Didn't you just tell him your measurements? He borrowed clothes so quickly?" "He said he had visually measured my measurements before, and there was not much difference between what I reported to him."

"Has he seen your measurements?" Xu Jingchi was stunned.

Zheng Zhuoyuan said "hmm", picked up a delicious fried meatball and ate it, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Seeing his bulging cheeks and his eyes still staring at the dishes on the table, Xu Jingchi thought for a moment and said, "I'm free in the afternoon, so let's go with you."