Bright moon and clear wind

Since working, Lu Fengqing has never heard any words of encouragement.

Guan Yihui always called him trash and idiot, and sometimes even he himself wondered if he was really as useless as Guan Yihui said.

Mo Yuelang was really dissatisfied with the photos taken with his mobile phone, but what was strange was that Mo Yuelang rubbed his head, telling him to keep working hard.

The two were obviously not close, but Mo Yuelang acted so intimately towards him, subtle ripples appeared in Lu Fengqing's heart, but luckily he suppressed it in time.

It seems that a man with 100 points of appearance really can't get in touch with too much, otherwise it is easy to fall into it if you don't pay attention.

The photographer's assistant came to the two of them with a hesitant expression on his face, and hesitantly asked Mo Yuelang to go to the workbench, saying that the photos had been imported into the computer and could be previewed.

When the little girl spoke, her eyes kept going back and forth between the two of them. She was obviously looking for something to do with Mo Yuelang, but she was worried about Lu Fengqing who was beside Mo Yuelang.It felt as if she had already realized that she was a light bulb, but she was so timid because she had to interrupt the two of them because of work needs.

Mo Yuelang said "wait for me" to Lu Fengqing, then turned around and walked towards the workbench, but he stopped suddenly and turned back to Lu Fengqing and said, "Come with me."

Lu Fengqing was a little awkward, he faintly felt that many people in the studio were observing him, obviously they saw Mo Yuelang touching and hugging him just now.

He touched the back of his neck and whispered, "I'd better not go."

Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't want to see other people's photos?"

It's a lie to say no.Although it is said that there is no harm without comparison, there is progress only when there is comparison.There are not many opportunities for this kind of improvement, so it is a pity to give up like this.

After hesitating for a second, Lu Fengqing followed Mo Yuelang obediently.

The photos taken by professional cameras are indeed much more detailed, especially on the 27-inch iMac, where all the color details are displayed to the extreme.

Mo Yuelang put one hand on the table, looked at Lu Fengqing and asked, "How is it?"

"Very good." Lu Fengqing looked at the display seriously, "Using the face-lifting light to make the facial features more three-dimensional, but at the same time reduce the presence of the face to highlight the product. This degree is very well controlled."

Mo Yuelang glanced at the screen lightly and said, "I didn't ask you this."

"Oh." Lu Fengqing suddenly became embarrassed. He forgot that the photographer was sitting in front of him. Others must be much more professional than him, so it was his turn to comment.

At this moment, Mo Yuelang added calmly: "I'm asking if the person in your photo is handsome or not."

"Hey——" the assistant girl gasped as if she couldn't bear it, and even the photographer who was sitting raised her eyebrows and looked at the two meaningfully, obviously reading a hint of ambiguity from Mo Yuelang's words means.

If Mo Yuelang is asking the three people here if he is handsome, it can only show that he is a narcissistic guy.

But Mo Yuelang was not. He ignored the photographer and his assistant, and only asked this question to Lu Fengqing. After listening to the answer, I am satisfied.

The assistant girl clenched her fist with one hand, put her four fingers on her lips, and looked at Lu Fengqing enthusiastically, as if she was waiting for the boss to deliver candy.But in fact, if she knew what was going on in Lu Fengqing's mind, she would be greatly disappointed.

Hearing Mo Yuelang's question, Lu Fengqing was inevitably stunned.

His first reaction was that Mo Yuelang must have dug another hole for him, just like his previous pranks.

Whether Mo Yuelang is handsome or not, why does he need to confirm?It is impossible for him to say that he is not handsome, but if he answers handsome, he will probably fall into Mo Yuelang's pit again.

"Still... quite handsome." Lu Fengqing replied stammeringly, almost biting his own tongue.He originally wanted to say "it's okay", but then he thought about Mo Yuelang's face, which is recognized by the world as good-looking. If he said it was okay, Mo Yuelang would definitely be angry, so knowing that there was a pitfall in the problem, he also I can only grit my teeth and jump in.

However, to Lu Fengqing's surprise, Mo Yuelang did not tease him, but lightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with satisfaction: "It's good that you know."

What does it mean?

Lu Fengqing looked at Mo Yuelang blankly, and could only use his limited brain capacity to guess what this supermodel was thinking.

Is it possible that this question is just to confirm whether his aesthetics are normal?

It makes sense when you think about it that way.

Lu Fengqing believes that even if they pretend to be lovers, there are countless people who want to be Mo Yuelang's boyfriend.And when Jiang Hui proposed the second plan, he rejected it without even thinking about it. Perhaps it was because of this that Mo Yuelang suspected that there was something wrong with his aesthetics.

Yes, it must be so.

Lu Fengqing could almost imagine that if there were no other two people present at this time, Mo Yuelang's next sentence might be: Then you still don't agree?

So in the final analysis, Mo Yuelang should still be brooding over his rejection, that is to say...he hasn't calmed down yet.

Coming to this conclusion, Lu Fengqing exhaled helplessly.Whoever said that he offended someone first, he can only accept his fate and serve this uncle until he calms down.

But if there is a chance, maybe he should explain it again, otherwise Mo Yuelang is always teasing him like this, he really can't bear it.

Halfway through the photo, the studio administrator came over and interrupted several people, and said to Mo Yuelang: "Mr. Mo, someone is looking for you outside, saying that they have a private matter to discuss with you."

Not everyone can enter the entertainment studio, Lu Fengqing is an employee of the entertainment, and has the work card of the entertainment, so he can enter and exit freely.

Mo Yuelang asked indifferently, "Who?"

"I don't know." The administrator said, "A man, seems to be a reporter."

Hearing the word "reporter", Mo Yuelang immediately frowned in displeasure.A reporter said that he has a private matter to discuss with you, most likely because he has some black information and wants to settle it privately.

Mo Yuelang pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Lu Fengqing and said, "Is what you said in WeChat true?"

Lu Fengqing was slightly taken aback: "What?"

Mo Yuelang said: "You said that you have agreed in your heart."

The promise here refers to agreeing to plan two proposed by Jiang Hui, pretending to be Mo Yuelang's boyfriend.

Lu Fengqing immediately understood Mo Yuelang's intentions, he stammered in panic and asked, "You, you mean now..."

Mo Yuelang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with Lu Fengqing's reaction.

Lu Fengqing smelled the danger, and he estimated that if he didn't cooperate now, he might really be sent to death row, so he quickly changed his words and said in a low voice: "If you need my cooperation...I, I can."

Mo Yuelang's brows finally loosened, he held Lu Fengqing's hand involuntarily, looked ahead and said, "Come out with me."

Lu Fengqing looked at Mo Yuelang holding his hand in a daze, and asked hesitantly, "Well, don't we need to discuss it with Sister Hui?"

Mo Yuelang didn't look back, but still looked ahead and said, "No need."

That's right, this plan was originally proposed by Jiang Hui, and she would stop it for no reason.But what happened to the reporters outside, could it be Song Ning who found them again?

Lu Fengqing doesn't know much about the matter between Mo Yuelang and Song Ning, what if there is another unexpected situation that he can't handle?

Lu Fengqing followed behind Mo Yuelang in a wild way of thinking, Mo Yuelang seemed to feel his uneasiness, before he walked out of the studio, he turned his head and said softly to Lu Fengqing: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. "

These words calmed Lu Fengqing's anxiety like a tranquilizer, and he followed Mo Yuelang out of the studio gate, but when he saw the person standing outside the studio, his eyes widened , suddenly withdrew his hand from Mo Yuelang's.

Mo Yuelang stopped and looked back strangely.

Lu Fengqing stared blankly at the hostile man opposite, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you here?"

"I knew it!" Guan Yihui walked over aggressively, his face covered with dark clouds, "I knew you wouldn't break up with me for no reason!"

Guan Yihui's sinister look aroused the darkest shadow in Lu Fengqing's heart. He was afraid that Guan Yihui would hit him, so he subconsciously pinched the corner of Mo Yuelang's clothes and hid behind him.

Mo Yuelang glanced at Guan Yihui expressionlessly, then turned his head to look at Lu Fengqing who was shivering behind him.

In the next second, he raised his arm and pulled Lu Fengqing out from behind, wrapped him firmly in his arms, then lowered his head to Lu Fengqing's ear, and asked in that low voice: "Do you want me to help? Not going to push you in the trash."