Can't hide

After returning home, Duan Zhuo sent his resume to many companies on the Internet, mainly for part-time jobs in the tutoring industry, and a few other random submissions, but the first one who replied to him was a photography studio, and the other staff was checking the resume Immediately afterwards, he called and said that he was hired.

Duan Zhuo was still confused when he hung up the phone, because his resume only attached a one-inch photo, and he didn’t even have the most basic height and weight. He didn’t know why he was exempted from the test until he arrived at the studio early the next morning.

This photography studio was originally opened by Qin An's cousin. Qin An and Lin Jiawen both worked part-time here during the holidays. Qin An was the one who checked the resume at that time.

Lin Jiawen teased Duan Zhuo from the side: "You have to be thankful that it was our old Qin who turned over the cards. If other people don't even look at it, they just skip it. How can anyone apply for a model without a full-body photo."

Duan Zhuo explained: "At first I applied for a tutoring institution, but I forgot to change my resume when I applied to the studio. I couldn't find a place to withdraw it in the backstage of the website, so I had to do it like this. I think if you are interested, Will probably call me."

"You're so stupid, you didn't think about resending one?" Qin An poured him a cup of hot coffee, "Let me tell you, there are more than 50 resumes received in the backstage of our studio alone, and we pick people Basically just look at the photos first.”

"So much?" Duan Zhuo didn't expect this.

"Yes, if you look for a part-time job in the future, you must remember to magnify and magnify your advantages, otherwise it will be easy to be skipped by HR."

Duan Zhuo nodded in response.

"Then let's not talk nonsense, let's familiarize ourselves with the workflow first," Lin Jiawen got up and said, "Because there are still a lot of clothes to be photographed today, and the seller is waiting for new products in spring."

"Okay." Duan Zhuo immediately followed the studio.

It was originally supposed to be a warehouse inside, and it was divided into several small rooms with planks as a studio and dressing room. At the moment, there are still models taking pictures, the movements are exaggerated, and the small props in the room are made lifelike. It's hard to see that the fruit is also plastic.

"Do you want to put on makeup for him first?" Qin An asked.

Lin Jiawen carefully looked at Duan Zhuo's facial features and said: "I think he doesn't need it, and his skin is not bad. You can give him some hair and trim his eyebrows, and he will be fine." Speaking of this , she looked at Duan Zhuo again, asking for advice, "Is it OK to trim your eyebrows and sideburns?"

"No problem at all."

Qin An waved to him: "Then follow me to the dressing room first."

When I was not familiar with him before, Duan Zhuo still thought that Qin An was the kind of girl who didn’t like to talk very much. It was only here that I discovered that she, like Jiang Sui, could talk and eat. Holding a lollipop, the key point is that she is also from the Northeast. From time to time, Duan Zhuo feels very friendly when she utters a few dirty words in the Northeast, as if she is listening to Jiang Sui cursing someone.

Duan Zhuo had no experience in shooting, so Qin An stood behind the cameraman brother, teaching him every move, reminding him to raise his chin or sharpen his eyes.

In one morning, they finished shooting fifteen sets. When the photographer put down the camera, he said, "This is too inefficient. We probably won't be able to finish shooting in the afternoon."

Although he didn't say this to himself, Duan Zhuo could still feel helplessness and dissatisfaction from his eyes and tone, so he stepped forward to apologize and said that he would change clothes as soon as possible in the afternoon.

The photographer seemed a little surprised, and nodded "Yes", Lin Jiawen comforted Duan Zhuo with a smile: "It's okay, after all, it's your first time taking pictures, as long as the effect is good, it's fine, let's go and look at the photos."

Although the photographer is young, only in his twenties, his professional level is still very high. Duan Zhuo felt that what he took was not a photo, but a magazine cover.

Qin Yu's cousin expressed her satisfaction after seeing the finished film: "It's good to have good looks, and it looks good in any shot."

Qin An raised his eyebrows proudly: "That's right, my eyesight has always been high, okay?"

Lin Jiawen held his chin, pushed a small tomato into Qin An's mouth and said, "Can I understand that you are praising me?"

Qin Yu chewed the little tomato and smiled at her.

Duan Zhuo didn't really understand their smile at first, he thought that Lin Jiawen was also working as a part-time model here before, and it wasn't until he finished his job that night that he realized that the relationship between the two seemed unusual.

The time to finish work was earlier than expected, before ten o'clock, Qin An proposed to have supper, and my cousin quickly responded: "Okay, everyone has worked hard today, I'm here to treat you, you can choose the place as you like."

It was said that everyone chose randomly, but Lin Jiawen was the only one who really came up with ideas. She said she wanted to eat barbecue, and Qin Yu immediately said that she wanted to eat it too, while the photographer fiddled with his camera indifferently.

"Can you eat barbecue? If you don't like it, you can eat something else." Lin Jiawen asked Duan Zhuo.

"I'm not picky eaters either." Duan Zhuo said.

The barbecue restaurant Lin Jiawen chose was not far from the school. Duan Zhuo and Jiang passed by many times when they ran at night with them before, but they never went in to eat.

As soon as you enter the room, you will feel the warmth. When you see that it is full of customers and the boss is busy, you know the taste must be very good.

Duan Zhuo and the photographer brother sat side by side, Lin Jiawen and Qin An sat opposite each other, and my cousin sat opposite the photographer.

While waiting for things to be served, Duan Zhuo received a call from his cousin, and found that there was a zero more than the promised daily salary, and the number was not right, so he hurriedly said, "Sister, you seem to have made a mistake."

Yang Siqi took a sip of tea and said, "That's right, I'll call you together for the next two weeks, so I won't have to worry about calling every day."

Duan Zhuo looked at the string of numbers and was happy in his heart: "You trust me so much..."

"There's nothing to worry about because you're all classmates." Yang Siqi said, "But I have to say hello to you. The day after tomorrow...or maybe the day after tomorrow. A customer will send a batch of men's underwear. You should be able to Shall we shoot?"

panties?

Duan Zhuo roughly recalled the photos he saw when he was buying underwear online. The shots were all showing the lower body of the male model, partially zoomed in, and without clothes on.

I didn't say anything about it at first.

Duan Zhuo suddenly felt that the money was received too early, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Are the underwear triangular or boxer?"

Lin Jiawen probably saw his concerns, and said with a smile: "Both, but don't worry, Lao Qin and I will not be in the studio when shooting, just you and the photographer. Of course, you have to It’s okay to feel embarrassed, we can understand, and I will find a way to recruit a model.”

Qin Yu ate the strange-smelling broad beans on the table, and said indifferently: "He's in the swimming team, okay, isn't he usually just dangling shirtless, how could he be ashamed?"

"Oh, he's from the swimming team?" Yang Siqi looked at Duan Zhuo in surprise, "Then it's no wonder he has such a good figure." She said jokingly, "If you don't want to swim in the future, you can come to my sister's side as a full-time model. This figure is definitely popular for shooting underwear, and many merchants are sure to look for you."

Inexplicably, the matter of shooting underwear was settled like this.

The proprietress brought two plates of barbecue, and greeted with a smile: "Eat slowly, call me if you want any drinks."

"Well," Lin Jiawen said immediately, "Is there still that sour plum juice from last time? I'm going to ice it."

"You still dare to drink that?" Qin An glanced over, "Don't complain about stomachache again in two days."

"Oh..." Lin Jiawen seemed to think of something, and changed his words, "Then help me with that can of room-temperature yogurt."

Duan Zhuo probably guessed what was going on, and he couldn't help but join the topic, so he lowered his head and ate the mushrooms in a muffled voice.

Lin Jiawen didn't mind the men at the scene, and sighed unabashedly, "It's really troublesome to be a girl."

When the food was almost finished, Yang Siqi asked Lin Jiawen where she planned to stay tonight and if she needed a ride.

Before Qin An finished eating the meat skewers, he rushed to answer: "No, no, I'll take her home later."

Up to this point, Duan Zhuo was still seriously eating the cauliflower in his hand, thinking that the food in this store tastes pretty good, next time he must bring Jiang to come with them to taste, but Yang Siqi's next sentence caught his attention .

"You two are not allowed to be like this morning in front of grandma."

When Lin Jiawen heard this, he suddenly became very shy, shrank in his chair, and ate mutton skewers in small bites, but obviously, his mind was no longer on the things in his hand.

Qin Yu laughed helplessly and embarrassedly: "Don't worry, grandma has inconvenient legs and feet, and usually doesn't come up to the third floor."

It was the first time for Duan Zhuo to hear people chatting and hear the feeling of clouds and mist, and he was very curious about what the two of them did, which grandma could not see.

His first reaction was to smoke, but the two of them didn't look like they were addicted to cigarettes.

"You also know that she is getting old and her health is not good, so don't give her any more mental stimulation."

Qin An said: "Actually, I think it's okay. At my height, my grandma certainly didn't point out that I can find a partner."

"Clap."

Duan Zhuo missed a bite, the cauliflower fell into the tray in front of him, he quickly lowered his head, poked it up, and pushed it back into his mouth.

On the surface, it seemed calm, as if he didn't understand, but in fact, until he returned to school, Duan Zhuo's mind was still full of the scene of Qin An and Lin Jiawen's secret poking eye contact, as well as the impactful dialogue.

It's impossible to find out when it started, but it's not that important. What's important is that their relationship has been confirmed, and how he should tell Cheng Ziyao in order to minimize the damage.

He couldn't help sighing when he thought of the silly boy returning the prayers of one senior sister after another in the temple two days ago.

When I was a child, I read fairy tales. The princess and the prince would live happily together in the end. This was also Duan Zhuo’s first impression of love. Take that star.

But I don't want to lose that star with my closest friends.

A little disillusioned.

Both Jiang Sui and Cheng Ziyao went to Shanghai to participate in the competition, and he was alone in the dormitory. After brushing his teeth, Duan Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore, so he played a voice call to Jiang Sui. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, so he switched to a video call.

"What's the matter, I haven't seen you for a day, and now you start to miss me?"

The picture and the radio waves carried the young man's innocence, but he made fun of it not seriously. Duan Zhuo was still amused even though his heart was full of twists and turns.

"How's the game going?"

"Today, I competed in the preliminaries of 500 meters and 500 meters. I qualified No.2 in the [-] meters, but I didn't pass [-] meters. Cheng Zi was in a bad situation. I didn't pass both of them. I hope he can give me some strength in the relay race. .”

Jiang Sui babbled a lot into the camera, but Duan Zhuo didn't listen too carefully, and said "um" with doubts: "What happened to the orange?"

"500 meters and fifteen."

Jiang Sui excitedly chatted with him about the thrills on the field and tomorrow's game. Duan Zhuo tried his best to focus on the other end of the phone and stopped thinking about Qin An and Lin Jiawen.

"Then what are you doing in the dormitory these two days? Are you bored alone?"

"It's not boring." Duan Zhuo held his hands sorely, propped his mobile phone on the bracket of Jiang Sui's desk, leaned back in the chair and said, "I found a part-time job online, and cooperated with a photography studio to take flat photos What."

"Wow!" Jiang Sui was very excited, "Do you have a photo? Send it to me to see."

"I don't have it. The samples are all saved in the photographer's computer."

"Which online store did you take the photo for? I'll go back and buy some clothes to cheer you up."

Duan Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this: "I'm a model, not a brand spokesperson, what kind of place do you want?"

"It's also related to you. I want to buy it when I see it."

Not to mention sweet talk, but Duan Zhuo was so coaxed by him that his heart became hot, and he couldn't help laughing: "I will probably take pictures of men's underwear in two days. That should be cheaper, and you can cheer."

"Pants?" Jiang Sui stared in surprise, "You want to take pictures of underwear? The naked ones?"

"probably."

"Fuck! Big scale, big scale!" Jiang Sui patted his thigh, "Are you so coquettish?"

If the word "Sao" hadn't come out of Jiang Sui's mouth, Duan Zhuo really felt that it was ambiguous.

Knowing that he was joking, Duan Zhuo continued: "How about it, do you want to join us?"

"Praise, of course. After I finish the game, I will go to the scene to support you, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sui had no bottom line than him, Duan Zhuo's tongue touched the back molars, and he didn't know how to answer.

"I'll finish shooting after you finish the competition."

"Then let the photographer take other pictures first."

While chatting vigorously, Cheng Ziyao's voice suddenly broke in: "You two seem to be in a long-distance relationship. You can talk for a long time about something big. I'm going to sleep, so hang up!"

Duan Zhuo didn't expect Cheng Ziyao to be there at all, he was stunned: "You two sleep in the same room?"

"That's right, the team leader booked standard rooms." Jiang Sui turned the camera to the other bed, "He fell on the ice rink today, and his forehead was swollen. Did you see that?"

Seeing Cheng Ziyao's miserable state, Duan Zhuo really didn't have the courage to say those words, sighed, and said: "I see, it's getting late, you guys should go to rest early."

"Well," Jiang Sui smiled at the camera, "You too, good night."

The conversation was pleasant, but when the screen turned black, it showed a pair of lonely frowns.

No matter how close they are now, as long as it is not a pure friendship, there will always be an end, right?

Duan Zhuo climbed onto the bed and lay down, looking at the smiling stick figure on the ceiling.

There was originally a small crack there, but Jiang Sui filled it with a pencil to make a smiling face.

That face was facing Duan Zhuo's pillow, every day when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes for a second, all he saw were smiling faces, but no matter how he looked at it tonight, he couldn't smile, and felt cold all over for no reason.

He always thought that tonight he was feeling sorry for Cheng Ziyao, but after careful consideration, it seemed that he was feeling sorry for himself more.

Throughout the ages, how many secret loves have there been that did not end with a happy ending?