Pretend to be nice

Yang Siyue and the others said at the beginning that they would invite everyone to dinner. This meeting counted everyone's wishes, and followed the majority of people's ideas to eat hot pot. Most of the restaurants in the university town are cheap, delicious and have a large quantity. Not too entangled, I picked a hot pot restaurant that I often eat.

A group of people went on an outing like primary school students, and Li Qinghe followed Lin Guan at the end of the group.

What happened just now was too embarrassing, Li Qinghe opened and closed his lips, but he still couldn't explain anything.

Before she could think of any witty words, the boy who had just spoken deliberately slowed down, and moved to the end of the line to talk to Li Qinghe.

She can only put on a standard polite smile and deal with it politely. Outsiders only know that the director department of University A is popular, but they don't know what they have endured. As long as the school suddenly wants to make a fuss, what kind of stage will be produced, and a series of campus festivals will be held. , I can't forget the students of the director department, and the photographers who don't need money.

Li Qinghe suffers more than other people in the profession. Because he was young and ignorant, he joined the photography club indiscriminately. He originally wanted to exchange and learn, but he was treated as a coolie and "trained" everywhere.

This little brother was met during one of her "exercises". The other party is a student majoring in fashion design. There is a design exhibition every year in fashion design. No matter freshman or senior, as long as they participate in the competition, they will have the opportunity to show.

One of the design exhibitions was shot by Li Qinghe. Most people would go to the photographer in charge to ask for a video to commemorate it. My little brother was one of them, but after Li Qinghe gave him the original video, he didn’t chat much. , I almost forgot about this person at first, but I didn't expect to meet him here, so I could only deal with it politely.

"Qinghe, I heard that you are going to repeat your freshman year."

Li Qinghe thought to himself that it's coming again, and it's coming again, so he nodded and tried his best to pull himself together.

The little brother went around, and finally reached the purpose of the chat: "Then will you still take pictures later?"

"Let's see, I'll go when I have time," Li Qinghe replied, thinking that he must take it. The photography department has stipulated that this kind of shooting counts as homework. Compared with the bunch of required homework, this kind of homework is much simpler.

"That's fine," the younger brother's smile deepened and became more eager. Li Qinghe's photographs are good, and word spread after just two or three months after entering A University. He happened to be in charge of the exhibition, so he naturally wanted to make it more beautiful, and of course he wanted to find the best for the shooting, so he continued to talk about other topics, deliberately drawing in the relationship between the two.

Lin Gu'an was not far away, following the large team leisurely, not intending to make a rescue at all.

The hot pot restaurant has arrived, Li Qinghe quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

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A group of people occupied three big tables, Li Qinghe followed Lin Guan and sat next to her, and the younger brother went to another table with his friend.

Li Qinghe glanced resentfully at Lin Guan who was dying.

Lin Gu'an, who didn't change his face, took the menu and checked a few vegetarian dishes. Then, considering that they were all a group of children, they didn't order wine. menu.

Li Qinghe, who was ignored, knew that she was still angry about what happened just now, so he didn't dare to complain, and obediently poked open the bowls for the two of them and scalded them with hot water.

Yang Siyue was sitting on the other side of Lin Guan, calling Li Qinghe in a low voice across the empty seat.

Li Qinghe raised his head in doubt and looked at her.

Yang Siyue flicked the big wave, held up the phone, and the QR code was displayed on the screen, and said: "You have rejected me once, so you can't reject me again this time."

Li Qinghe was stunned, looking at her inexplicably, wondering why the second time.

Yang Siyue was even angrier. When had she ever been so angry? The last time she refused to add her to WeChat, it was nothing more than that. Unexpectedly, this person directly forgot her completely, and said the name of the shop last time through gritted teeth.

Li Qinghe recalled it for a while, and finally remembered that the last time he went out to play with his friends, he met a particularly annoying strike-up person, who refused several times and refused to leave. That person coincided with Yang Siyue in front of him.

As soon as my thoughts shifted, I remembered that Yang Siyue was drinking with her at the same place that day. What about Lin Guan who came back drunk that night?

The answer is about to come out.

How many bottles did I drink at that time?There must be more white and red beer than half a bottle of bayberry wine.

Yang Siyue waved the phone to her impatiently.

Li Qinghe had no choice but to withdraw his divergent thoughts first, picked up his phone and added her, and Yang Yu who was next to him saw this and added a WeChat.

When the two people's attention was diverted from his side, Li Qinghe thought about it again in his heart.

She was leaning on the wooden chair, with her head lowered, one hand on the table, her palm covering the upturned corners of her mouth, but a smile couldn't help leaking out of her eyes.

How can someone be so cute~

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Li Qinghe didn't eat much that night, and after the breakup, he couldn't wait to go back to his room and turn on the computer to upload videos.

It was difficult to upload the video, even if the equipment and the network were not bad, Li Qinghe still had to wait for a while. From the corner of his eye, he saw the man buried in the sofa playing with his mobile phone as usual.

The upturned corner of her mouth wanted to show a smirk again, and she stopped hastily, her feet in black slippers swiped vigorously on the ground, and the computer chair took her around one after another.

When the prompt of successful transmission appeared, he grabbed the table with one hand, and the chair stopped steadily in an instant. Li Qinghe sat down, with a solemn expression, put on the white earphones, and turned on the video.

After being silent for a while, skipping the head and ignoring the tail, I picked the most difficult middle-the video of Zhang Yu.

Xiao Li Xiao Li, no problem.

Unless it was particularly difficult, Li Qinghe watched the entire video from beginning to end, and the mouse began to shift to Lin Guan's video again, making the habit of staying at the end once again, and moved it back.

He sighed deeply and stared at the screen. People who don’t understand only know how to shoot videos. SLR requires expensive photographers, but they don’t know that the post-production is more important. A good post-production can almost determine the quality of a video. Even the best video without a good post-production is also a failure.

Among them, the dance video needs the support of the post-production. The shooting of the dance video is not difficult, but the post-production is very cumbersome. In the video, the music played in the air and the movements of the dancers are often a beat away. At this time, post-production is required. Re-go to the music to correct the verses back.

This kind of correction has always been troublesome. Usually listening to a song is a kind of enjoyment from the beginning to the end, but now I have to listen to the combination of the short audio and the action over and over again, and this small section is a small section. The audio turned into a harsh electronic sound that was more annoying than the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard, but Li Qinghe straightened his back and stared at the screen, patiently trimming the messy video as usual.

It didn't make sense for people to always mention collective honor. Zhang Yu's group was not in harmony, everyone wanted to show off, and the dance seemed extremely chaotic.

Li Qinghe can only adjust frame by frame. She loves to pursue perfection the most, and she strives for perfection even more in the post-production, and she can't leave any flaws.

But the six people in this video have their own beats, as if they didn’t discuss it in advance, there are not many shots taken alone, so we can only cut the shots of a single person as much as possible at different beats, but when we cut back, we can’t Not smooth, especially embarrassing.

Li Qinghe tried several times but failed to cut it on the spot. After repeated several times, he also made himself a little irritable, so he simply lay down on the computer chair and closed his eyes to ease his emotions.

The slippers were thrown aside at some point, and the bare feet tied with red strings on the slender ankles scratched on the cold tiles, eager to try a few more spins.

There was a knock on the door from the side.

Li Qinghe opened his eyes. Lin Guan, who was wearing a gray silk nightgown, was leaning in front of the wooden door, his eyes filled with autumn water kept his usual coldness. Down, the arc supports the looming neckline.

Li Qinghe swallowed subconsciously, lowered his eyelids, the palms of his hands seemed to still have the warm touch of clenching the slender waist.

Li Qinghe forced himself to calmly say: "What's the matter?" Se Lingzhi's dizzy mind spoke in a stiff voice, which sounded particularly unkind.

Lin Gu'an saw the video of Yang Yu's group on Li Qinghe's screen as soon as he entered the door. He thought she was troubled by editing the video, and didn't pay much attention to her stiff tone.

Walking behind the child, he raised his forearm forward, put it on Li Qinghe's stiff shoulder, bent slightly, leaned forward, looked at the screen and said softly, "Is it difficult?"

"Alright, alright?" The owner of the voice was a little flustered, obviously he couldn't see anyone, but the cold fragrance coming from behind was even more imaginative, not to mention the usually indifferent person talking softly in her ear.

"How much have you done? Do you want to sleep first and do it tomorrow? Anyway, there is no rush."

Li Qinghe tried her best to spare some energy and glanced at the time. It was already early in the morning. She likes to finish things at once, and it is common for her to stay up all night to edit videos. It is only one o'clock in the morning, and she can work hard for another five hours.

The word of refusal comes to the lips.

"Huh?" Lin Guan's lazy questioning voice rang in his ears, he brushed his messy hair behind his ears, but accidentally brushed Li Qinghe's cheek, causing a tingling numbness.

"Are you going to class tomorrow?"

Clenching the handles in his hands, his knuckles turned white, Li Qinghe managed to squeeze out a hum from his throat.

This person is provocative but doesn't know it, he still said to himself: "Why don't you go to bed early?"

"Wait a minute," Li Qinghe swallowed and swallowed, his voice low and hoarse.

Lin Gu'an knew how to be perfunctory as soon as he heard it, and saw her red earlobes and the corners of her mouth curled up, but she didn't show it, so she hummed, turned and sat on Li Qinghe's bed, leaning against the head of the bed, as naturally as if she was on her own bed. Cover yourself with the quilt.

The computer chair turned 180°, and Li Qinghe saw that this person looked familiar, and he was already playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Li Qinghe couldn't help laughing, turned around and fixed the point that had been stuck for a long time, clicked save and closed the software.

Lin Gu'an didn't look down at the phone since she turned around, and stood up when she obediently turned off the computer.

Rubbing the big dog's soft hair, the big dog squinted and rubbed against her palm, the black hair ran across the fingertips, a little itchy.

Lin Gu'an looked down at the big dog who was still squinting and enjoying, and paused for a while.

When the big dog was about to open his eyes in doubt, his hands continued to move.

The big dog was so refreshed, and when he said good night to each other with his messy hair, he still had a smile on his lips.

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The author has something to say:

I failed to apply for a visa two days ago, and I have been irritated for a long time. I have been wondering whether my writing is bad. I didn’t expect that there are already seven favorites when I open it today.

Inexplicably touched, no matter what the 30-day newcomer list, honestly finish it, hehe