She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

This light is just right.

Song Zhisheng couldn't help laughing and took a photo.

Fu Linxing heard the sound of a camera taking pictures, glanced at Song Zhisheng, and his heart started beating in panic.

He is an actor and he can be sure that Song Zhisheng was filming him just now.

His heart was beating fast, but he pretended to be calm. He didn't blush like before, but smiled deliberately, took two steps forward and asked:

"Song Zhisheng, were you filming me just now?"

Song Zhisheng looked at the photo and nodded.

"You were standing there just now, and the light shining over you created quite the atmosphere."

Fu Linxing was very happy and said excitedly, "Let me see the photos."

Song Zhisheng handed the camera to him directly and asked him to look at it.

Fu Linxing looked at the photos and was very satisfied, praising them repeatedly:

“You took such a great photo!”

The others didn't really hear the praise for Song Zhisheng's photography skills, but they could hear the strong sense of satisfaction of being recorded in Song Zhisheng's photos.

Meng Changyao and Ji Ning also leaned over to look at the photo.

Behind them, Lu Nanchen, Mo Jinyan, and Xiao Zhi all looked inexplicably colder.

Mo Jinyan's eyes were a little cold, but his expression was okay, not that ugly.

After all, he was the first person to be photographed by Song Zhisheng.

Two photos were taken, both of which turned out very well.

Whether in terms of order or number of photos, he did not lose.

His eyes were cold, simply because he was wary of his love rival.

As for the two people next to him, their faces certainly didn't look good after witnessing this situation one after another.

The smile on Lu Nanchen's face disappeared, and his eyes stared straight at Fu Linxing. It took several seconds before he frowned slightly and looked away.

Xiao Zhi's expression was even more exaggerated. His eyes were fixed on Fu Linxing, and his face was so dark that it was unbearable to look at.

While strolling around in the afternoon, whenever Song Zhisheng looked at him, he would immediately perk up and show his best side.

But he didn't take a single photo the whole afternoon.

As a result, as soon as Fu Linxing came out, he got a photo because of the atmosphere.

How could Xiao Zhi bear this?

Xiao Zhi felt so sad.

He stared at Fu Linxing, and the more he looked at him, the more he disliked him.

Song Zhisheng smiled, his eyes somewhat proud: "Thank you for the compliment."

"Here, I'll return your camera. Let's take some good pictures later when we find a good spot!"

Fu Linxing handed over the camera with a smile, his face looking refreshed.

Just one photo helped him dispel all the fatigue in his body, as if he had drunk some tonic soup.

Song Zhisheng took the camera back with a faint smile and promised, "I will do my best to help you take pictures!"

Fu Linxing couldn't stop showing off in his eyes. He glanced at the three male guests vaguely with a smile on his face.

Lu Nanchen walked over with a faint smile and looked down at the camera in Song Zhisheng's hand.

"This model of camera has excellent quality in terms of both pixels and details," he said, looking at Song Zhisheng with gentle eyes. "Of course, the technique of taking photos of people is also good."

Song Zhisheng felt a great sense of accomplishment as his photography skills were recognized, especially by the usually difficult-to-approach Lu Nanchen.

"Brother Lu, do you want to take a picture? If so, I'll help you take one later."

Song Zhisheng was eager to try.

Lu Nanchen's smile deepened a little, but his tone remained unchanged: "Thank you in advance."

Fu Linxing: No?

Song Zhisheng and Lu Nanchen communicated naturally, and for a moment Fu Linxing seemed a little redundant.

Fu Linxing lowered his brows and looked at Lu Nanchen with a somewhat fierce expression, thinking that this person had interrupted his conversation with Song Zhisheng.

But Lu Nanchen's words just now turned around in his mind, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Fu Linxing looked at the camera in Song Zhisheng's hand with a questioning look and thought about it.

The camera Director Li lent them last time was the same color as this one, but it didn't look as new as this one.

Could it be that Director Li had a change of heart and allocated funds specifically to buy them new cameras?

Fu Linxing stared at the camera, lost in thought.

Xiao Zhi's mind raced, his gaze shifted from Lu Nanchen's back to Fu Linxing who was lost in thought. He immediately realized that it was time for him to speak.

He grinned and stepped forward: "Brother Mo is really good at choosing. The return gifts he gave are so appropriate."

Xiao Zhi stopped at that point and didn't make his words so clear.

He didn't want to remind Fu Linxing and tell him that Mo Jinyan also had feelings for Song Zhisheng.

Mo Jinyan heard his name and looked at him: "..."

Xiao Zhi pretended not to see his gaze, snorted inwardly, and continued, "Zhisheng, you've already taken photos for Brother Mo, Fu Linxing, and the others. To be fair, you should take photos for us first when we get there."

He spoke as if joking, and when Song Zhisheng heard this, he immediately agreed.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely take pictures of you first."

She remembers everything and will definitely not forget anyone.

Song Zhisheng adjusted the camera, put it away and said, "Let's go eat first."

It was already time for dinner and she was very hungry.

"The barbecue restaurant is over there, very close, only a few minutes away, we can just go there directly." Xiao Zhi continued.

As they spoke, a group of people walked directly towards the barbecue restaurant.

Before leaving, Mo Jinyan glanced at Fu Linxing and quickened his pace.

Fu Linxing's head received so much information at once and he was still in shock.

Mo Ge gave him the camera, but Mo Ge got the photos before him?

It was only a few hours, how much had they done while he was gone?

While Fu Linxing was stunned, he also felt that something seemed to be wrong.

But before he could figure it out, several people around him left.

He immediately came to his senses and followed. His thoughts were interrupted for a second, and when he thought about it again, he had forgotten what he was thinking.

The barbecue restaurant was doing good business, so a few people found a place to sit down.

The sound of sizzling barbecue was heard all around.

Song Zhisheng sat down in his seat and could feel the gazes from other tables and the sound of whispers.

"Look, they look so familiar."

"Aren't they the guests on the latest popular dating show? They're actually filming here!"

Song Zhisheng could feel that many cameras were aimed at her without turning her head. Fortunately, she had already adapted to it.

The table was relatively quiet. After we ordered the dishes, a large table of food was soon placed on the table.

The cameraman stood by the table as if no one was around, pointing the camera at them.

At first, Meng Changyao was a little nervous because someone was watching her. But after a while, she got used to it and started eating while chatting and laughing.

On the opposite side, Fu Linxing stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and didn't pay any attention to those shots from beginning to end.

Although he doesn't have good resources and can only play supporting roles most of the time, he has an impeccably handsome face after all.

When I eat near Hengdian, I am often photographed by people. I have long been used to it.

As long as there wasn't a huge crowd of people standing outside like last time, he could remain calm.

"Everyone, eat more. This restaurant is delicious."

Fu Linxing greeted them, picked up the juice on the table and poured a glass for the three female guests opposite him.

Then, he poured himself a glass.

He ignored the cup that Xiao Zhi handed over to him as if he didn't see it.

No matter how good their friendship was, they were now rivals in love.

It's good enough that the rivals don't draw their swords against each other. How could he help him pour juice?