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"It's really too much. I only heard that there is an executive director for filming. When will graphic photography be able to add an executive director?"

"That's right, so you must not blindly worship masters and ruin the industry's atmosphere." Yuan Zhiming aggressively closed the "Natural Exploration" in his hand. On the cover of the magazine, black wheels drove through the African wilderness, and the photographer column on the title page said Philip Adam, The second line of executive photography is Zhao Kaisi.

"You still care about me, I never believe in any masters, I only bought this set of pictures because they were well taken." Yuan Songqing smiled: "Then what happened later? Your friend suffered from being dumb?"

"How could it be?" Yuan Zhiming took a bite of the apple, his eyes bent: "My friend helped him think of a way, you know about the Orange Fund Charity Auction?"

It is a major event in the entertainment and art circles every year. Yuan Songqing, who doesn't pay much attention to public opinion, knows: "Can you participate in the exhibition?"

"Well, every year they have the opportunity to exhibit for newcomers. This year's newcomer exhibition is on the theme of nature and environmental protection. My friend signed up for him, and he was selected."

Yuan Songqing listened with great interest: "And then? Can this avoid the master?"

"Yes, because the picture used was taken by Zhao Kaisi himself, and it has nothing to do with the master." Yuan Zhiming talked about Li Yikai's plan, as if he had accomplished a big event: "And this charity auction never accepts commercial sponsorship. Especially cold, my friend taught Zhao Kaisi to tell the brand that their car will be shown in the exhibition picture, and they can also sign the brand."

A good opportunity with both exposure and public relations value, the brand side quickly agreed to authorize the exhibition, and even proposed to find the media to publish and disseminate.

"Then, I also found some media I know. In their reports, they will mention the connection between the exhibition pictures and the magazine cover in a circumstantial way, and then post some sideshow pictures taken by Zhao Kaisi. Through these third parties, they will prove that he is the real The main photographer of these photos. At that time, the brand will have vested interests and will not pursue the matter too much; if the master wants to be serious, if the media digs up the truth, he will also lift a stone at himself."

In those few days Li Yikai always looked very busy, and he didn't see anyone during lunch time. At first Yuan Zhiming thought he was looking for a job again, but after asking, he found out that he was there for this matter.

He remembered that when Li Yikai was talking about this, his eyes were full of tiredness, but his tone was very happy: "If everything goes well, Zhao Kaisi borrowed the master's fame and got the title of 'a young photographer who is not inferior to foreign masters'."

Yuan Zhiming turned the apple in his hand: "Although there is no way to get a legitimate signature, in this way, Zhao Kaisi will gain both fame and fortune than expected before. It is already a very good result."

"Of course, how many people can't turn over at all?" Yuan Songqing tapped his fingers on his knees and smacked for a while.

"Then..." He looked at Yuan Zhiming, and asked tentatively, "This Zhao Kaisi, and the person who gave the idea, which one is yours, that kid?"

Yuan Zhiming turned his head vigilantly: "Don't guess randomly!"

"If you guess randomly, I think it's Zhao Kaisi." Yuan Songqing said leisurely: "The picture is pretty good."

"not him!"

"Oh... what's the other name?"

Yuan Zhiming was angry without saying a word, angry that he was always the one who was clichéd.

Don't say anything, Yuan Songqing smiled and helped her waist to stand up.The New Year's Eve dinner was prepared in the kitchen a long time ago. A few years ago, Yuan Songqing could cook the whole table alone, even if there were only father and son, they could still put on a feast full of Chinese.Now he doesn't compete with his body, he only cooks a casserole of fish jelly bone soup, the rest are semi-finished products packed from restaurants, even Yuan Zhiming can cook them into a feast with delicious fragrance.

The sound of the party on TV was very lively, and Yuan Songqing's mobile phone was even more lively. Those of classmates, friends, apprentices and students... exchanged blessings with him, and chatted with Yuan Zhiming again, father and son Busier than other families with four generations under one roof, but I have already gotten used to it, because it happens every year.

With a glass of red wine at the bottom, Yuan Songqing drank it for three hours while talking on the New Year call.The wine glass was empty, and Yuan Zhiming didn't allow him to refill it; when it was almost midnight, the people on the other end of the phone had to put down their mobile phones and accompany their families across the road.

Only the exclusive person's phone was silent. Yuan Songqing put down his cup and watched Yuan Zhiming fill another bowl of bone soup. He said again: "If these two people compare, I hope it's the one who gave the idea."

Yuan Zhiming's anger disappeared long ago, he put down the soup bowl, and had no choice but to chat with him: "Really? Why?"

"Mature, considerate, can take care of people, and can take care of you."

Parents hope that their child will be the one to be taken care of, but Yuan Zhiming doesn't think so: "I don't need others to take care of me."

"If you also encounter such a thing, I can rest assured that this person is here."

"Then you should worry about it more." Yuan Zhiming held up the cup: "Dad, I don't want others to suffer for me, you can make an exception occasionally."

Yuan Songqing smiled: "It seems that I have to live a few more years."

"Can you say something happy about the New Year's Eve?" Yuan Zhiming was angrily.

"Go talk about your love!" Yuan Songqing choked him back with one sentence.

We haven't talked about it yet... Yuan Zhiming turned on his phone, and there were hundreds of messages in the WeChat group. He looked up one by one, received a few red envelopes from Li Yikai's group, and quickly turned to the head of those boring messages.

The program on TV has reached its finale, and the countdown is about to begin. Shouldn't we wish the leader a New Year's greeting?

Yuan Zhiming thought that he didn't know what the leader was doing at this moment.

"This, this, this ring, I bought it last month. I wear it when I play mahjong with your cousin and aunt, and then I can wear it with this earring?" Hu Manting piled up the clothes and jewelry on the sofa, and opened the screen like a catwalk model.

The only audience member was exhausted, Li Yikai didn't raise his head: "Very good."

"Men are all the same." Hu Manting rolled her eyes gracefully: "Is there a little girl in your phone? Take a look here."

"First of all, your son is not interested in the little girl." Li Yikai put the phone in front of her: "It's all about New Year's greetings, I have to reply one by one, and be kind enough."

The cashmere shawl of Yilan Flower Fragrance was slightly on the screen of the mobile phone. Hu Manting waved her hand: "I don't want to watch it. I don't even talk about a relationship. What's there to show off?"

Li Yikai lowered his head and smiled, not intending to explain, his work phone was full of messages, and he didn't have time to deal with love affairs.

Hu Manting walked around boredly, packed her belongings, sat on the sofa and pressed the remote control for a while, and it was a party after all, she yawned: "Why isn't it over yet?"

Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in the city, and every household celebrates behind closed doors, with only the liveliness of the TV inside and outside the windows.

Li Yikai actually never thought that this day would be like this. He waited for a day and a night, but everything was too normal, so it was too abnormal.

He looked at the yawning Hu Manting, and finally asked, "Why don't you fall in love?"

"Who are you talking to?" Hu Manting glanced and smiled: "Son, if you want to see your father..."

"I don't want to," Li Yikai said.

"I don't know if your mouth is hard or your heart is hard." Hu Manting got up, poured out the rose tea that had been soaked all night, looked at the pool and said, "But it's Chinese New Year, how dare I really let him come over."

This was completely beyond Li Yikai's expectation. He thought that Hu Manting had been waiting for Li Qi for nearly 30 years, and he thought that she would never think so much.

"I really don't know what you think," Li Yikai said.

"What else can I think? I want both of you to be happy, but you deserve it if you don't forgive him. After much deliberation, it's more important for my son to be happy." Hu Manting raised her head and asked while wiping the water droplets on the cold water bottle : "Happy?"

are you happy?Li Yikai didn't know either.

"Don't think so much," Hu Manting sat down: "Just act as if your mother met someone she likes. At my age, I have met so many men. It is not easy to meet someone I really like. It doesn't hinder you." Isn't the eye fine?"

"He married you and had a child. Before I went to elementary school, he suddenly left one day and never cared about us again." Li Yikai shook his head. He really didn't understand, but he was helpless after he didn't understand, and helplessness turned into indifference : "You don't think about these?"

"Your father is such a person. He doesn't want to get married. The family is a burden to him." Hu Manting looked at the coffee table in a daze: "I can't help it. I like him, so I can only let him be happy."

"He doesn't owe me, but he owes you," Hu Manting said fairly, "so you should not give him a pension."

"It's still the same sentence, mom wants you to be happy, take care of yourself, okay son?"

What if it's not good?Li Yikai leaned back: "It's up to you."

"Casual is enough," Hu Manting got up and went back to the bedroom: "I'm so sleepy, haven't I forgotten tonight yet? I'm going to sleep..."

Unforgettable has already finished singing tonight, she just didn't hear it.Li Yikai sat on the sofa, his phone went quiet after zero o'clock, he turned it on and off, until he saw the messy emoticons in the group.

"Hello? Why are you still on the phone?" Yuan Zhiming seemed startled, and spoke in a low voice.

"Who asked you to be my emoji?" Li Yikai asked.

"I didn't! I just forwarded it." Yuan Zhiming secretly laughed twice: "Why are you wronging people?"

"I'm happy", Li Yikai said confidently.

"Are you drinking too much?"

Li Yikai smiled, he ignored the rustling footsteps in the bedroom, and asked, "Yuan Zhiming, are you happy for the Chinese New Year?"

"It's not a child, it's not the Chinese New Year." Yuan Zhiming returned to the room from the living room, closed the door and said, "It's almost the same. It's just me and my dad, but I answered a lot of phone calls, which made my voice hoarse." gone."

"Your voice is already hoarse."

"I'm low-key." Yuan Zhiming bickered with him unknowingly, and then changed the subject: "What about you? You're so quiet there."

"Well, I only have two people," Li Yikai said, "and I only called you."

"Didn't you have a full schedule from the first day of junior high school?" Yuan Zhiming felt that he was pretending to be pitiful, and he was not used to the stinky problem of hurting spring and autumn: "Don't compare with me, I have to take my care every two days. Dad is going to the hospital, and there is no other appointment."

"Um……"

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your family?"

"No", Li Yikai laughed, and his low voice came through the earpiece, as if shaking the eardrum.

He asked Yuan Zhiming, "If you can spare half a day, can I go to Huaizhou to find you?"

Yuan Zhiming was really in a dilemma. He felt that Li Yikai was a little abnormal. Thinking of the similar family situations of the two, it was inevitable that he felt a little soft-hearted.

But if you really let this one come... there will be countless troubles.

Li Yikai waited for a while, and the fever passed, and he began to feel aggressive again, and just wanted to say that he was just joking.

After careful consideration, Yuan Zhiming finally made a decision: "If I can advance to NYX, that's fine."

"What does this have to do with it?" Li Yikai asked.

Yuan Zhiming said: "Because I will be in a good mood after being promoted."

Li Yikai smiled again: "Okay, as long as you are happy."