Pretend to be nice

Li Qinghe bought Hanfu in advance this time, and begged Lin Guan for a long time before getting his girlfriend to wear Hanfu to give her a photo shoot.

Li Qinghe thought of wearing Hanfu long before coming to the ancient town, and bought the clothes in advance. He also asked Wu Xiao, who has been in the Hanfu pit for several years, and carefully chose a Ming uniform under her introduction. .

The upper body is an apricot-colored cross-collar men's suit, with only a simple double crane tattooed on it. One stands quietly with its head down, and the other flies low. , with peach blossoms swimming in the water pattern on both sides, and the deer swaying with the hem of the skirt during the steps, it really feels like running.

Lin Gu'an tied up his hair with a wooden hairpin, his autumn pupils were like water, and the brows were clear and distant, and his extremely beautiful appearance added a bit of timeless antiquity, just standing there was like a person on a picture scroll.

Li Qinghe stared blankly, couldn't move his eyes away, only after being patted on the head by Lin Gu'an, did he know how to move forward.

Every house, river, and tree in the small town is a rare beauty. The corridors, alleys, and stone bridges can be made into pieces. Even the moss attached to the floor tiles, Li Qinghe also thinks it is beautiful.

Lin Gu'an can only accompany her to take pictures everywhere, and be her instrument.

It's just that Li Qinghe doesn't like to ask her to deliberately act, just do whatever she wants, as if she doesn't have himself.

Li Qinghe said it lightly, but Lin Guan had a hard time doing it. It took a while to break free from his rigid body, ignoring the DSLR camera that kept secretly raising and lowering.

There is a huge banyan tree by the river in the small town. The branches and leaves extend around, like a big umbrella covering the sky. The trunks of the thigh-thick trunks of adults are intertwined and exposed outside the soil, and there are incense and fruit tributes in the gaps.

The old man sitting next to him on the root of the tree was holding a bamboo hookah. He was a little surprised when he saw the two people's outfits, and then he smiled heartily and said, "This is the tree god of our town!"

"Are you here to make a movie?"

The equipment for making a movie is not so simple, but the old man doesn't understand it. Lin Gu'an looks extremely beautiful, not far from the stars on TV, and he wears Ming Han clothes, so he thinks he is an actress, while Li Qinghe holds The exaggerated SLR lens is the director.

Both of them were startled when they heard the words, and then they couldn't laugh or cry.

"No, we just took some photos." It was not the first time Li Qinghe had encountered such a thing, and after realizing it, he smiled and explained to his grandfather.

The old grandpa's excited expression fell instantly, he lowered his head and took two puffs of hookah before he said, "The photographer! It's not bad, it's not bad..."

"This is the tree god of our town. It has lived for more than 100 years."

"It's been a hundred years," Li Qinghe replied in surprise.

The old man became interested again, and babbled to them about how the people in the town respected the tree god, how they usually worship the tree god, and those old stories.

Li Qinghe listened patiently, nodding his head to cater to each other from time to time, and occasionally asking some questions. The old and the young chatted very harmoniously.

It wasn't until the old man finished speaking that Li Qinghe asked if he could take a picture of them.

Lin Guan, who was standing beside him, was silent.

The old man refused repeatedly at first, for fear that he would not be able to pay for the damaged DSLR, and then picked up the DSLR under Li Qinghe's repeated assurances.

Li Qinghe found a good angle and asked the old man to stand. When she stood up, he pressed the shutter.

This matter is simple, and the camera is just a foreign-style thing to him, so he happily agreed.

Li Qinghe who quickly ran to Lin Guan shouted, and the old man immediately received it.

With a click, under the century-old banyan tree, the cigarettes were faint, and the woman in Hanfu and the girl in a white shirt opposite each other stared at each other. The light and shadow were like butterflies spreading their wings through the shade of the trees, surrounding them, as if celebrating the separation. Meet again after a thousand years.

The two of them didn't go back until sunset and Xichui. As for Li Qinghe's request for a cheongsam the next day, Lin Gu'an firmly refused.

The child smacked his lips, and regretfully stopped the disguise game.

Lin Gu'an despised her for being greedy.

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During the vacation, the two of them were one racing and the other lazy. It was normal for them to sleep until noon, then take a leisurely lunch and then lie down until nightfall before going out.

One morning Yang Siyue had something to ask the owner of the dance studio, and it took three phone calls before she was connected. Lin Guan agreed on the other side of the phone with sleepy eyes.

Yang Siyue, who worked hard to take over her friend's class, angrily hung up the phone on the spot, and then Li Qinghe and their world of two disappeared.

Yang Siyue took Mu Ziheng and pulled the luggage, directly attacked the enemy camp at night, and lived in the empty room next to the two.

Afterwards, Li Qinghe sat in front of Mu Ziheng, his eyes were extremely resentful, and finally he reluctantly agreed after Mu Ziheng only disturbed him for a week and made a promise.

Now two people turned into four people, but it didn't seem to be any different. The people who slept until noon turned into four people, and when they got up, they sat sleepily at the dining table, waiting for Chef Li to cook and feed them.

The rest of the time was spent on their own, Li Qinghe didn't know where the two of them were going, anyway, she and Lin Guan didn't meet them when they went out.

It's just that there were some turmoil at noon today. When Li Qinghe opened the video software to post the newly edited video, he realized that his comment area was a little different from the past.

"I didn't expect you to be like Jiang Qing, a photographer who is cold on the surface and doesn't respond to comments, but secretly a wife slave, me! I can only give the gift money first by inserting coins."

"233333, my wife is absolutely slaveless, even Jiang Qing is in a relationship, why am I still single in mother's womb?"

Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows, as if he hadn't mentioned that he had a relationship yet?This is exposed?When was it exposed?Could it be that since she fell in love, all the videos she shoots have pink filters?

But looking down, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was a bit displeased.

"It's so sweet, Jiangsu CP, I'll pay homage first."

"The love between the indifferent photographer and the sweet loli really exists."

"I looked up and smiled, and my aunt laughed at that time, what kind of fairy CP is this."

What Jiangsu?What loli?What look up and smile?Braving the low pressure, Li Qinghe hurriedly called Wang Ping.

Wang Ping was also taken aback. The studio has been busy recently leading a few new bloggers who just joined. She has been so busy recently that she is very confused about her boss's first scandal, so she had to ask her subordinates to check it out quickly. She reports.

She succinctly explained the cause and effect to Li Qinghe. When she went out to shoot before, the other party took a few intimate photos and posted them on the Internet, and then the other party hinted in words that their relationship was not simple.

After listening, Li Qinghe looked at Lin Gu'an who was still in the room, feeling a little confused.

Turning around to face the closed door, following Wang Ping's prompt, I saw the easter eggs in the video they sent, um, the girl in the primrose-colored skirt was standing side by side with her under the green shade, chatting with her head down to the camera.

Because the photographer was standing behind, only the backs of the two of them and the side faces when they occasionally turned their heads were in the photo. Li Qinghe's back was thin, holding a DSLR in his hand, and the girl on her shoulder looked up with a smile, her eyes shining brightly. , Coupled with someone's deliberate guidance, the bullet screen is full of knocks.

Turning to WeChat again, Wang Ping sent her a few screenshots of the words deliberately guided by the other party.

Li Qinghe frowned and sent a message.

"Pull them into the blacklist."

Wang Ping's news came back soon.

"it is good"

"Do you want to make a statement?"

Li Qinghe thought for a while, then shook his head.

"No, I'll handle it"

Wang Ping agreed without even asking.

Li Qinghe was silent for a moment, then politely asked the other protagonist in the photo, sending him a question mark.

The other party sent a series of tea talk in an instant, Li Qinghe couldn't drink green tea, so he ignored it on the spot.

Turning around, I changed the title of the video I was going to send just now: Let me introduce, this is my girlfriend.

I took my phone back and ran to make lunch.

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"Your phone keeps vibrating,"

Four people sat in two pairs, and three simple side dishes were placed on the table, fried small river prawns, stir-fried three shredded vegetables, and braised bean paste with cabbage, all of which were steaming and fragrant.

Everyone has always been full of praise for Li Qinghe's craftsmanship, but it's a pity that the mobile phone next to him vibrated crazily, making the other three look sideways, and no one moved their chopsticks for a while.

Hearing Lin Gu'an's words, Li Qinghe paused for a moment before lifting the phone. The flat screen let everyone clearly see that it was a person named Su Sujiang who was calling her.

Li Qinghe looked at Lin Guan anxiously.

Lin Gu'an raised his eyes, motioning for her to release.

Thumbs randomly pressed one of the continuous voices, and the crisp girlish voice said anxiously: "Jiang Qing, I didn't know it before, they deliberately put our photos in the tidbits for the sake of video playback, I I have already scolded them, let them delete the video and upload it again."

"I didn't know you had a partner. You don't know about your partner, right? I'm really sorry, I thought...would she be angry? I'll go and explain to the fans, we have nothing to do, don't make my sister sad."

"Jiang Qing, don't be angry, you ignore me, I'm in a panic, woo woo woo, just reply me a message, are you still coaxing my sister?"

The tea is extraordinarily green, the air on the dining table is stagnant, and the voice on the phone is still going down.

Li Qinghe grabbed Lin Gu'an's clothes corner as if begging for mercy.

After being slapped away mercilessly, Master Lin cast a stern glance at her.

Li Qinghe quickly turned off his mobile phone, explained the cause and effect in detail, and then smiled flatteringly at Lin Guan showing eight teeth.

Mr. Lin looked at the photos in his mobile phone, his face was flat and no emotion could be seen, he still didn't speak, he raised his chopsticks to pick up vegetables for dinner.

Li Qinghe graciously picked up the river prawns for her, but was ignored.

Friends are really useless sometimes, such as Mu Ziheng.

Friends for many years, now sitting across from each other and giggling, imitating green tea and deliberately repeating: "Will my sister be angry? Are you trying to coax my sister? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to~"

Li Qinghe kicked vigorously forward from the bottom of the table. Violence was especially effective against yin and yang, and the only sound left on the dinner table was the clashing of bowls and chopsticks.

As for the afternoon, the two people in front turned into four people, Lin Guan took Yang Siyue's hand, and the good sisters toured the ancient town side by side.

Mu Ziheng, who was gloating at other people's misfortune, opened his eyes wide in shock for an instant, and he lost his partner?

Li Qinghe was a little better than that.

Friends who have been friends for many years have followed behind good sisters with mutual dislike.

Li Qinghe tried many times to step forward to find a sense of presence, but Mr. Lin turned a blind eye to his best friend.

Poor Li Qinghe regretted so much behind his back, wishing he could go back and reject the green tea shooting request on the spot, oh no, he completely rejected the first shooting invitation, and he didn't contact him directly.

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That... Everyone must come early tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will post at nine o'clock, implying that, you understand, I am afraid that I will change the article later [Winning Eyes]