Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

The black-haired girl's right fingertips kept flicking on the left mouse button, and new webpages kept popping up on the computer screen glowing with white light.

Why did she transmigrate into a design student in this world...

Even if you major in design, there are also photography courses.

Qinghe's eyes fell on a basic plan for this portrait photography job in black and white on the table.

The fully charged video camera was quietly lying in the same pure black camera bag, and Qinghe caught a glimpse of the smell of money from the lens that was worth a lot of money at first glance.

God knows how this thing works.

I really don't know what the world consciousness is thinking, she doesn't know anything about photography, okay?

Forget it, put this aside for now, the most important thing is——

She is completely new to the photography model she managed to find not long ago!

This model was met by her through the same city group on social software before. The other person's profile picture is still very Q, which seems to be some anime character.

Qinghe swiped open the phone screen with her fingertips. There was no new content added to the chat box between her and this netizen after yesterday afternoon, so the latest message was sent out and the above timeline was displayed, which was 53:[-] yesterday afternoon.

She simply swiped up the chat history, briefly revisiting the messages to confirm where she had met the person.

This person spoke quite enthusiastically, perhaps because the reward Qinghe gave was an out-of-print Lego model plus a dinner. Basically, the conversation belonged to Qinghe who said one sentence, and he said ten sentences.Typing is really fast.

I hadn't considered this issue in the chat before.Now I wait until we meet again to think of——

Is the person on the other side of the network cable a man or a woman?

If it's a girl, it's okay, but if it's a boy, isn't it a bit embarrassing...

Qinghe thought of this, and clicked on the other party's profile picture, and sure enough, even if you look at the big picture, it is still quite cute.It should be a girl, would a boy use such a cute avatar?

When Qinghe arrived at the destination, he found that someone was already waiting there.

Qinghe just came from the corner with her bag on her back. Looking at the transparent glass sliding door from her perspective, she could only see a girl with long hair standing there.

Only then did she silently breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately it was a girl.

If the model is a girl, the photography should be much easier... After all, they are of the same sex, so at least they can talk to each other.

And... I don't know if it's Qinghe's illusion. She always feels that the current world is not very different from the previous world. At some point, she will feel that the two worlds are very similar, as if she never It's like the world hasn't been converted from the beginning to the end.

This inexplicable illusion made Qinghe think of those blue eyes involuntarily—cold enough and proud enough, but when you look closely, you will suddenly feel a kind of siren-like laziness and carelessness.

After standing blankly at the corner for several minutes, she came back to her senses and realized that she was actually in a daze at such an important moment!She quickly patted the sides of her cheeks, trying to wake herself up.

She walked quickly to the door, took a deep breath, and went straight in.

"Hey, hello, I'm today's photographer." Qing He said as he patted his lens bag, and briefly glanced over the girl across from him, sizing her up nonchalantly.

"Nice to meet you, may I ask your name...?" Qing He offered his hand.

Simple short-sleeved jeans and a pair of black Converse.The girl's skin is brown, and the long hair tied into a low ponytail is slightly curly. She should be of mixed race.The girl had no expression on her face, her brown eyes sized up Qing He's face, and then fell straight on Qing He's outstretched hand.

She pursed her lips, but did not reach out, and responded calmly: "Michelle Jones."

Seeing that Michelle didn't intend to shake hands with her, Qinghe had no choice but to retract her hand that was still hanging in the air.She wasn't angry either—anyway, as long as I wasn't embarrassed, it was someone else who was embarrassed.

Although she was really puzzled by the appearance of the girl in front of her.

Why is it that a person who is so enthusiastic on the Internet doesn't even want to say a word in reality?

"Excuse me, are you the model I dated on the forum before?" Qing He asked with a good temper.

The reason why she asked this question was not that Michelle was not good-looking, but because Michelle's dress didn't seem like a model about to be photographed.

And if she remembers correctly, it seems to be written in the plan that the model will be photographed naked...

To take that kind of hormonal/explosive/shacky/sexy/sensual/photos that are not vulgar.

Qinghe felt that this kind of request confirmed from the side that the professor of this course might be an LSP.

Before Michelle could answer, another figure rushed in from outside.

Qinghe took a closer look and found that it was a boy who looked similar to their age.

Even though his short brown hair was fixed with a little hairspray, Qinghe could still tell that he had a little curl.He was wearing a blue hoodie with his shirt poking out from the collar.

He came trotting all the way, but he wasn't out of breath, he just reached out and casually wiped the thin sweat on his forehead.

While saying: "Oh, sorry - I'm late, I just missed something on the road."

This sentence was addressed to Qinghe, she quickly waved her hand, "It's okay, I'm just here too."

He was a little at a loss when he met the clear eyes of this oriental girl.

The boy turned his head, only to find Michelle beside him.

He was surprised, "Jones, why are you here?"

Qing He's kind eyes briefly passed between the two of them, "Do you know each other?"

The boy nodded again and again, with a sunny smile on his face, "She and I are classmates in a high school!" He added: "Midtown High School!"

"I just came here just to see this university." Michelle still didn't have a smile on her face, and even avoided the boy's surprised gaze, explaining to herself.

"Since you're here, I'm leaving." After Michelle said this, she walked away without looking back. The boy didn't quite understand what she meant, but felt that the girl's words were a bit thoughtless.

Now only Qinghe and him are left staring at each other.

The school's photography site is relatively remote, and now it's weekends and no one comes to class, which naturally makes the site extremely quiet.

If the two of them don't speak, this feeling will be even stronger...

"That, you—"

"May I ask--"

Qinghe and the boy spoke at the same time.

"Why don't you--?"

Their voices overlapped again.

This kind of coincidence to some extent dilutes the little uneasiness in Qinghe's heart just now, she smiled, "Why don't I tell you first? What's your name, please?"

Only then did the boy realize that he had come here for so long and hadn't told the other party his name!

He was secretly annoyed.

"Peter Parker—my name is Peter Parker. But you can call me Peter! I'm a senior at Midtown High, and I'm half a year away from graduating," said the boy, his brown dog eyes shining Yes, the kind eyes projected from it moved cautiously to Qinghelili's face little by little.

It was only then that Qinghe remembered that he had already gone to university in this world.And the youthful boy in front of her is actually still in high school, which more or less made her feel distorted.

After all... In other worlds, the men who first interacted with her seemed to be older than her.Naturally, in contrast, when this kind of boy who is like a younger brother is exposed to Qinghe's vision, he will have some inexplicable and inexplicable thoughts.

Qinghe also politely exchanged his name and school, and after finishing the sentence, he thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Thank you for coming today. To be honest, I didn't expect much from this homework..."

"It's not too late, let's start filming now!" Qing He immediately suggested.

The boy named Peter made two oohs. He looked around and asked, "What should I do?"

Hearing Peter's words, she just woke up like a dream.This identity was imposed on her by the consciousness of the world. She doesn't understand any bullshit photography concepts and techniques at all?

So she really didn't know what to do next.

Meeting Peter's slightly puzzled eyes, Qinghe frowned.

Since the photography job requirement written in the planning book is "to take hormonal/explosive/sexy/sexy/sensual/photos/pictures that are not vulgar", then you should take off your clothes, right?But to what extent?

Qinghe seemed to have encountered some difficulty in thinking, and kept shuttling over Peter in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.

But now I can't see his figure at all. What if his figure is not very good?And the reason why Peter agreed to her request was because she said that she would use an out-of-print Lego model and a dinner as a reward.

After Peter contacted her, he specifically said that as long as the Lego model is fine, there is no need to invite him to dinner.

Boy, does this totally look like a Lego-obsessed nerd?

that……

"Is there something wrong?" Seeing that the black-haired girl hadn't spoken for a long time, Peter spoke again. He was more enthusiastic than Qinghe imagined: "Since I promised you, I will work hard to complete this job! You propose I will accept all requests."

When the girl whose thoughts were interrupted heard these words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she looked up at him.

Peter was a little embarrassed by being stared at, and he said, "The kind of request that doesn't break the law."

"Did I say something strange just now—?"

"Not at all." Qinghe responded.

Anyway, the other party is here, and next week and Wednesday will have to check the homework, let's be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.No matter how she calculates, she is not losing money-she is not interested in Lego.

"Take off/clothes/clothes," said the girl.

Peter thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked again.

"It's embarrassing to say it, my first request is, /take off/clothes/ clothes."

The author has something to say: After thinking about it for a few days, I can’t think of anything to write about Gotham, sorry everyone TAT