Su Shao's smile is very charming

"It's the Pulitzer Prize for Photography." The sixth child answered leisurely, with three words written all over his face - "I'm the best".

Fang Ruoye pondered for a while in confusion, then suddenly put on an expression of "Don't lie to me", and said disdainfully: "It can't be 'Pulitzer', you must be lying to me. Although your photography skills are not bad , but how could it be possible to get this award? That is the highest photography award in the world! The 'Oscar' of the photography industry! Just rely on you? nonono!"

Grabbing Fang Ruoye's constantly swinging index finger, the sixth child who had already won the certificate and bonus no longer struggled with the authenticity of his award, and changed the subject: "I took a good picture of the mother and child, the main reason is that They're ugly!"

"Ugly? I don't think you are ugly!" Fang Ruoye said seriously.

The sixth child immediately said blankly: "At least, I'm a little whiter than them!"

"White is beautiful?" Fang Ruoye didn't take it seriously this time, "When you see Young Master Su and his wife, you will know what is white and beautiful. Even if they paint their entire faces with black soot , you will feel beautiful."

Before coming here, Lao Liu still didn't believe that the beauty Fang Ruoye described really existed in the world.However, when Lan Jingyi, who was wearing a mid-length red and white dress, opened the door, the sixth child finally believed it, and was inspired to take pictures. This inspiration was successfully magnified the moment he saw Su Qingcheng. Countless times.

Even though Su Qingcheng's expression was full of anger and sternness, with a ferocious look as if he was going to eat him, the sixth child still thought he was perfect.

Signaling Su Qingcheng and Lan Jingyi to sit on the mahogany chairs on the balcony, the sixth child moved randomly, looked for an angle, sighed long and full of regret, and shook his head slightly.

I don't understand why the sixth son sighed and was dissatisfied before taking the photo. Lan Jingyi asked a little nervously: "Photographer Ren, is there a problem with our sitting posture? Or is our expression not good enough? You don't have to be shy, directly Say, my husband and I will cooperate with you."

Hearing Lan Jingyi's nice words and glanced at Su Qingcheng who was full of impatience, Fang Ruoye could only pat the shoulder of the photographer of her magazine vigorously, smiling on the surface, but actually gnashing her teeth He whispered, "What's the matter? Hurry up?"

"You two," without responding to Fang Ruoye's question, the sixth child rarely looked at Lan Jingyi and Su Qingcheng seriously, and apologized solemnly, "I'm really sorry. I want to report to you first, I, I may Couldn't get this picture right."

"What?" I thought that the sixth child was deliberately taking revenge on himself who hit his hand just now, and Su Qingcheng, who had been blowing his eyebrows at him unfriendlyly, would try his best to delay the photo-taking process, making all kinds of criticisms, Fang Ruo Ye tried his best to resist the urge to kick Lao Liu thousands of miles away, put his hand on Lao Liu's back lightly, and said with a sweet smile, "You can take a good shot, we all believe in you .”

Before the last word "的" fell, Fang Ruoye twisted her hands hard for everyone to see——

"Ow!"

After a scream, the fat on Lao Liu’s back experienced the same pain as his long hair, but the reason was unknown, but none of this stopped him from continuing to explain the reasons for taking bad photos——

"It's useless for you to believe me. I can only make ugly people look good, and make good-looking people look worse than real people. This is my weakness, and I can't change it for a while."

The oblique and flattering words won Su Qingcheng's favor. Su Qingcheng remained expressionless, but the dissatisfaction in his tone dissipated, and he said slowly: "Then ask Ren photographer to try to take pictures of us as we are, don't Just too ugly."

"Okay! I'll fight for it!"

The "click click" shutter sounded non-stop. I chose several different angles to take pictures of Lan Jingyi and Su Qingcheng, and under Fang Ruoye's strong request, I took many group photos of the three of them. Only then stopped.

For the sixth child, Lan Jingyi was appreciative, especially after hearing the story behind the photo of the mother feeding the child with blood from Fang Ruoye.Inspiration is naturally the most important factor for photographers to take good photos. However, not every photographer can take emotion as the soul of photos.Therefore, Lao Liu is undoubtedly a person with good intentions.

Moreover, his black hair that grows below his shoulders is really smooth!After the interview, Lan Jingyi decided to take the time to ask him what he usually uses to wash and condition his hair.

After solving the photo problem, Fang Ruoye signaled Su Qingcheng and Lan Jingyi to return to the sofa in the living room, ready to start a formal interview.

As for the sixth child, he casually held the camera in his hand, moved around changing angles, and turned off the shutter sound in a rare way. Fang Ruoye ignored him, but gradually immersed himself in his own rhythm. Silently and simply planning the next interview.
When she opened the door and saw Fang Ruoye carrying a bag the size of a tablet computer, and the sixth child next to him carrying only a not-so-big camera bag all over her body, Lan Jingyi was puzzled. After asking questions and hearing the answers, don't you need to write them down on paper?Perhaps, she thought there would be one in the villa?

Lan Jingyi was really in a dilemma. In fact, Su Qingcheng and she didn't write much at ordinary times. Most of them edited on the computer. The only tool that could write was the expensive set of Four Treasures of the Study in the study.However, if Fang Ruoye is willing to use it, Su Qingcheng must also agree.

"Ruoye," after a moment of hesitation, Lan Jingyi called Fang Ruoye, who was thinking about something, and asked softly, "Do you need paper and pen?"

If Fang Ruoye really needed it, and she was not used to it or didn't know how to use a brush, Lan Jingyi decided to call Gu Ningmei and ask him to buy some stationery and send it over.As for the reward, Lan Jingyi could easily figure it out——

A big pot of Gu Ningmei's favorite braised swan meat!

The thoughts related to the interview had almost come to an end, Fang Ruoye looked at Lan Jingyi with a serious face, looked at it for a while, and finally burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Lan Jingyi was puzzled by Fang Ruoye's smile and asked in confusion.

"Hahaha! Jingyi, you, why do you look like a caveman?" Fang Ruoye was out of breath from laughing, and gasped, "Nowadays, interviews don't use black and white, or record videos, Or record."

Feeling that I haven't done a magazine for a long time, and I can't keep up with the pace of the times, Lan Jingyi smiled bitterly, and asked lightly: "Then, do we need to record videos? Or do we need to record?"

"We're not recording a program, and we don't need to record a video. On the contrary, it will make you and Young Master Su cautious and affect the effect of the interview." Fang Ruoye answered while taking out a mini red voice recorder from her Gucci bag, " Hey! This is enough! After the interview is over, I will go back to the magazine to listen to it several times and sort out the manuscript.”

"Let's start!" Noticing Lan Jingyi's loss, Su Qingcheng patted Lan Jingyi's shoulder lightly, but looked at Fang Ruoye who was adjusting the recording pen with sharp eyes.

"Okay." After adjusting his sitting posture slightly, the moment Fang Ruoye raised his head again, the light in his eyes was enough to illuminate all dark corners.

Lan Jingyi recognized it at a glance, it was the light that was premised on being confident in her profession.

Because, she also had this kind of light.

Once, she was also an excellent magazine person.Using her keen intuition and solid professional knowledge, Lan Jingyi manages the magazine she is in charge of with all her heart and soul, and stands out among many colleagues, like a fish in water.In order to obtain a good manuscript, she was even willing to wait at the door of the author's house in person, even if it was "three visits to the thatched cottage", it would not be an exaggeration.After getting along for a long time, my colleagues all said that she is cold-faced and cold-hearted, and it is because she dedicated all her enthusiasm to the magazine that she deserves their respect and learning.

But now?Lan Jingyi kept silent, but her heart was bitter, for the sake of the self who left behind the few enthusiasms, this inactive and lazy self.

"Jingyi? Jingyi?"

Fang Ruoye rang out one call higher than the other, and finally when she called out the fifth call, she successfully brought Lan Jingyi, who was immersed in her own world, back to reality.

"Huh?" Lan Jingyi's absent-minded eyes refocused, and Lan Jingyi's eyes, which had nowhere to rest, drifted away for two seconds before they settled in Fang Ruoye's direction, and at the same time whispered a monosyllable expressing doubts.

"Jingyi," the person who called softly this time was Su Qingcheng. He squatted down worriedly, raised his head to look directly into Lan Jingyi's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you okay? Is there something wrong? "

"No." Shaking her head with a forced smile, Lan Jingyi helped Su Qingcheng up, without even trying to break free from the little hand held in Su Qingcheng's palm, looked at Fang Ruoye with an envious face again, and said softly, "Sorry, Luo Ye, I was distracted just now. Could you please say the question again, can you?"

"Stupid sister, why are you sorry? We still need to see each other?" After pretending to be angry, Fang Ruoye said with a smile, "Okay, I will start asking questions now. Jingyi, are we not filming?" TV series, if you feel uncomfortable, you can stop at any time."

Seeing Lan Jingyi nodded clearly, Fang Ruoye said seriously: "The first question——Young Master Su, Jingyi, what was the scene when you first met?"

Lan Jingyi didn't hear Su Qingcheng's voice, so Lan Jingyi had no choice but to answer first: "The first time I met Su Shao, it was a night of heavy rain. At that time, because of some bad things, I was lying on the ground covered with rainwater. It seems like I'm still crying—"

"It doesn't seem like that," Su Qingcheng, who was originally silent, suddenly interrupted Lan Jingyi halfway, with a teasing tone, "I really cried, and my face looks like a little cat."