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Conditions, he asked the two to get back together.If Hou Jiahao didn't agree, Yu Shumin's family would be ruined. He also felt guilty towards Yu Shumin, so he just let it go. "

"..." Du Ziqing didn't know what to say, he just wondered why the two people on the opposite side had such serious expressions.

"The two of them have no relationship, it's purely a working relationship." Jiang Zheyan added, "It's just that everyone in Qianshang probably knows that Yu Shumin is the daughter-in-law handpicked by Mr. Hou."

"Well... isn't that good?"

Du Ziqing did not deny that he still had feelings for Hou Jiahao, but he had given up thinking about it long ago.It has nothing to do with who Hou Jiahao is with.

"Are you... all right?" Song Linhan asked cautiously.

"What's the matter with me?" Du Ziqing smiled slightly, then suddenly he seemed to realize something, put away his expression, looked at the two of them and said, "You...do you know that I like Hou Jiahao?"

Jiang Zheyan took a look at Song Linhan and knew that bringing him would be bad.

"No, no, I mean... so what..." Song Linhan suddenly didn't know what to say, he subconsciously looked at Jiang Zheyan, unexpectedly Jiang Zheyan was looking at himself.

Who asked you to interrupt?

Am I in a hurry.

The two of them made eye contact, Jiang Zheyan turned his head and said to Du Ziqing, "I guessed wildly. If it's not, don't mind, I mean nothing."

"I know you are worried about me." Du Ziqing smiled helplessly, "It's all in the past, and it has nothing to do with me who he is with now."

"It's good if you can see it." Jiang Zheyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Hou Jiahao's family is very traditional, and he is the only son. I'm afraid that if you get too involved, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end..."

"Thank you, Brother Yan." Du Ziqing frowned with a complicated expression, "Don't worry."

"That's good." Song Linhan also heaved a sigh of relief, and then put a piece of braised pork into Du Ziqing's bowl, "Eat more meat, you look thinner."

Du Ziqing stopped talking, and obediently buried his head to eat.

Even Song Linhan could tell that he liked Hou Jiahao, so couldn't Hou Jiahao himself see it?Looking for a girlfriend, I'm afraid it's for him to see.Don't want to refuse face to face, just use actions to speak.

Du Ziqing smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart, and didn't think too much about it.

Anyway, it will never be possible for him and Hou Jiahao, he just needs to take care of his own heart.

After lunch, it was inconvenient for Song Linhan to wander around in the shopping mall, so he brought Du Ziqing and Jiang Zheyan to his home, calling it a visit to a celebrity's mansion.

It didn't matter to Du Ziqing, he had no place to go anyway, but Jiang Zheyan wanted Du Ziqing to visit his home, but Song Linhan had no choice but to let him control the transportation.

Song Linhan's apartment is located near the East Third Ring Road, which is a high-end residential area.The three of them bought some beer and snacks at the supermarket in front of the community, and then came to Song Linhan's house.

Song Linhan's home is not big, only less than [-] square meters, but the decoration is very modern and exquisite, just like the model house in the sales office.

After Du Ziqing entered the house, the first thing he did was to look around.This place is completely different from where he lives. If he didn't bring his camera with him, he would have started snapping pictures.

Jiang Zheyan looked at the artistic photos that took up half of the wall in the living room, and said with a look of disgust, "You changed the photos again."

"What's the matter with changing the photo? This is my home. I can change it if I want." Song Linhan said, walking to the wall with the artistic photo, "Isn't this handsome?"

"Ask Du Ziqing if he's handsome or not."

"Ziqing, come and take a look."

"What's the matter?" Du Ziqing walked back to the living room from the balcony, and came to Song Linhan's side. Song Linhan hugged him by the shoulders, pointed at the wall and said, "How is your brother Han?"

Du Ziqing looked at the photo carefully, then turned his head to look at Song Linhan.He knew that Song Linhan was handsome, but he had never looked at it so carefully.

"Brother Han is indeed good-looking."

Song Linhan was about to get excited, but he heard Du Ziqing say: "But..."

"But?" Song Linhan raised his eyebrows.

"This photo doesn't look like it."

"How to say?"

The photo on the wall is a bust. Song Linhan looks directly at the camera, showing a handsome and charming smile.

"I can't tell, the temperament is not very similar." Du Ziqing said.

"Then next time you take a picture for me."

"En." Du Ziqing nodded.

On the other side, Jiang Zheyan had already opened the beer, and he asked impatiently, "How long will it take?"

"What's the rush?" Song Linhan complained, then took Du Ziqing's shoulders and led him to sit on the sofa.

"How about watching a movie?" Song Linhan suggested.

"Okay, except for your starring role." Jiang Zheyan said.

"Did I ask you?"

Du Ziqing couldn't help laughing.In his impression, Song Linhan usually doesn't talk much, and he rarely quarrels with Jiang Zheyan.I don't know what happened in these years, the personality has changed so much.

"Let's just watch Brother Han's movie, I haven't seen it yet." Du Ziqing said.

"Okay, don't regret it."

Song Linhan picked a gangster movie. Although he was only the second male lead in it, his undercover role in this movie won him a lot of fans.

Du Ziqing was soon fascinated by it, and Jiang Zheyan chatted with Song Linhan idly.

After watching halfway through, Du Ziqing couldn't help asking: "Did the undercover played by Brother Han die in the end?"

Song Linhan: "No spoilers."

Jiang Zheyan: "Dead."

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Song Linhan slapped the can on the tea table, and said to Jiang Zheyan: "Jiang, you just have trouble with me, right?"

"People ask, I answer, what's the problem?"

"I..." Song Linhan made a gesture to rush forward, but Du Ziqing quickly stopped him.

"Don't be angry, brother Han, he was joking."

Seeing Du Ziqing's nervous look, Song Linhan couldn't help but stop: "I know he's joking, why are you nervous."

Du Ziqing scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Brother Han has changed a bit, I'm afraid you are really angry."

"Have I changed a lot?" Song Linhan put away his foolish look and asked quite seriously.

"En." Du Ziqing nodded, and then asked, "Uncle, are they all right?"

"I haven't contacted you for a long time."

"Really..." Du Ziqing knew that Song Linhan's family was dissatisfied with his admission to the film academy, but he didn't expect that after all these years, the estrangement had not been eliminated.

Jiang Zheyan took a sip of beer and said, "Now he has completely let himself go."

"What about Brother Yan?" Du Ziqing asked curiously, "Brother Yan doesn't seem to have changed much."

"I... haven't changed much either."

"It's been eight years, how could it not have changed?" Song Linhan said sarcastically, "You're so swollen that you don't even answer the phone calls between me and Hou Jiahao."

"I need it for work."

"Is work more important than brother?"

Jiang Zheyan subconsciously wanted to say something to Song Linhan, but he also knew it was meaningless to say it.Because for the three who grew up together from infancy, brothers must be important.

"However... speaking of it, I should still have a change." Jiang Zheyan said suddenly.

"What?" Du Ziqing asked cooperatively.

"Song Linhan said before, I met a wonderful woman in college."

"Is it the one that says you're not good at writing?"

"Yes." Jiang Zheyan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "After that, I found that I like men more."

"..." Du Ziqing's eyes widened, and Song Linhan also looked at Jiang Zheyan in disbelief.

There was a sudden silence in the living room, Jiang Zheyan smiled wryly, it shouldn't be a big deal, why was he so surprised?

The next second, Song Linhan suddenly covered his chest with both hands, moved back, and said with a shocked face: "You really like me!"

Jiang Zheyan immediately grabbed a bag of potato chips and threw it at his face: "If I fucking like Du Ziqing, I can't even like you, a psychopath!"

"Huh?" Song Linhan suddenly looked at the two of them strangely, "Wouldn't it be nice if you were together?"

"Ah?" Hearing these words, Du Ziqing's brain froze instantly.

"..." Jiang Zheyan put his hand on his chin, and seemed to think seriously.

"I'm serious, you two should try it. Our Ziqing is so pretty."

"When you put it that way, Ziqing is really cute." Jiang Zheyan curled his lips, not knowing whether he was joking or serious.

"Don't, don't tease me, Brother Yan." Du Ziqing blushed and said, "I, I treat you as my brother."

Jiang Zheyan laughed out loud: "I'm just joking, don't be nervous."

☆、Chapter 15

Du Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief.Although Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan are also excellent, but he has no other thoughts about them at all, and has always regarded them as brothers.

But hearing his words, Song Linhan felt a little strange, and asked, "Don't you see Hou Jiahao as your brother?"

"Ah?" Du Ziqing was stopped by the question, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Jiang Zheyan quickly made a rescue: "Don't pay attention to him, he won't understand even if you tell him."

"Who says I don't understand? Isn't this just nonsense?" Song Linhan crossed his legs, "Besides, no one will tell Hou Jiahao what's wrong."

Du Ziqing looked at the ground and was silent for a few seconds, then slowly raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "He...is not brother."

"That……?"

"He is..." A word came out of his mind, and Du Ziqing hooked the corners of his lips as if mocking himself, and stopped talking.

"What is it, Ziqing?" Jiang Zheyan was also curious.

"I told you, don't laugh at me." Du Ziqing picked up the beer and took a sip to hide his embarrassment.

A little bit drunk.

"Why are we laughing at you?"

"Hmm..." Du Ziqing's eyes drifted away, then his lips moved, and he uttered a sentence——

"He's my hero."

Song Linhan's Adam's apple twitched, trying to say something, but finally fell silent.

Jiang Zheyan frowned, his expression a little moved, and he looked at Du Ziqing distressedly.

He said he didn't want him to sink too deep, but he was already in the abyss.

"Is it because he always fights for you?" Jiang Zheyan asked.

"Not really." Du Ziqing shook his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Although he did fight a lot for me."

Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan did not urge them, but listened quietly.

"I found out that I like him, probably not long after I was in the first year of high school." Du Ziqing said slowly, borrowing the strength of alcohol, "It was a Saturday in September, and the boys in the class had an appointment to play basketball with the seniors of the second year of high school. In fact, I didn't play well, but there were few boys in the class, so I was also pulled to make up for it..."

Du Ziqing still remembered that it was a sunny afternoon, the residual heat of summer was still ravaging the passers-by on the road, and the cicada cries from the shade of the trees were no longer arrogant.The early autumn breeze occasionally lifted the corners of the skirts of the girls on the sidelines, and seemingly unintentionally blew through the broken hair of that person.

Hou Jiahao was wearing a black sportswear, sitting on the steps beside the court.The lazy long legs had nowhere to rest, they straddled two or three steps, and the strong arms were like a lion lying still, embracing his chest.Occasionally, a girl deliberately walked past him, but his eyes were always focused on the man chasing the basketball on the court.

The basketball bounced slowly to Hou Jiahao's leg, and Du Ziqing trotted to pick it up, only to find a familiar figure sitting on the steps.

"Brother Hao, why are you here?" A joyful smile appeared on the sweaty cheeks, and the nerves that had been tense due to exercise instantly relaxed.

"Come to see you." Hou Jiahao smiled handsomely, then picked up the basketball next to his leg and handed it to Du Ziqing.

"What's good about me, turn it upside down."

Compared with Hou Jiahao, Du Ziqing's basketball is really nothing to watch.If basketball is regarded as a performance, the actor on that field should also be Hou Jiahao.

"Why don't you look good?" Hou Jiahao said, propping his elbows on his knees, and moved closer to Du Ziqing, "It's rare to see you exercising, of course I want to see it."

Du Ziqing smiled embarrassingly, without thinking too much, and returned to the field with the ball in his arms.

"Wait!" Song Linhan suddenly raised his hands and made a pause gesture, "When will Jiang Zheyan and I make an appearance?"

"Ah?" The memory was interrupted, and Du Ziqing was a little puzzled. He didn't know why Song Linhan would ask such a question.

"Jiang Zheyan and I, we were sitting next to Hou Jiahao." Song Linhan reminded.

"...Really?" Du Ziqing obviously didn't remember much.

"Did I remember it wrong?" Song Linhan looked at Jiang Zheyan uncertainly.

"No way...Ziqing rarely plays basketball, it should be that one time."

"That's right, we said on Friday that we would go to a movie on Saturday, I still remember it was an action movie, which one came..."

"It seems to be "Special Forces: The Rise of Cobra." Jiang Zheyan said.

"That's right, that's it. You said you had an appointment to play basketball with your classmates, and you couldn't leave, and the three of us only have time in the afternoon, so it's just the three of us to watch."

"That's right." Jiang Zheyan's memory was also picked up, and he continued: "Then Hou Jiahao said that he didn't want to watch it anymore. He wanted to watch you play. It's not interesting for me and Song Linhan to watch it, so I also came to school. Let's see you play."

"It seems to be like this... Maybe." After all, it was ten years ago, and Du Ziqing's memory was a little fuzzy.

Seeing his uncertain look, Song Linhan said with a heartbroken look: "My God, I thought the four of us had the same youth memories, but the result is so different?"

Jiang Zheyan also found it a little funny, and said, "Ganqing, you only remember Hou Jiahao? It turns out that this is the difference between a lover and a brother."

"My brother doesn't deserve to have a picture." Song Linhan joked.

Du Ziqing blushed from being teased by the two of them, and did not say a word as if angry.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Zheyan raised his hand to signal Song Linhan to stop laughing, and then said to Du Ziqing, "And then? You haven't finished yet."

"You are not allowed to laugh at me again." Du Ziqing said sullenly.

"Okay, okay, I'm determined not to laugh this time."

Although Du Ziqing's motor nerves are not well developed, he is not clumsy, and he cooperates fairly smoothly with his teammates.However, the opponent has a boy who is about 1.9 meters tall, with long hands and long feet, and his defense is like an iron wall.

It was not easy for the teammate to grab the rebound and pass it to Du Ziqing who was standing outside the right three-point line, and the tall boy immediately leaned over.Du Ziqing looked around, all his teammates were firmly guarded by the opponent, so he had no choice but to make a layup.But the tall boy was just one meter away from him, so if he took a step forward, he would immediately cut him off.

After hesitating for a second, Du Ziqing patted the basketball on the spot, then held the ball with both hands, jumped up, the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell into the basket.

"Oh!" There was a burst of cheers on the field, and his teammates came forward to hug Du Ziqing, but his first reaction was to look straight at Hou Jiahao through the crowd.

The scene was like slow motion, the voices of his teammates were clearly in his ears, but his world slowed down, and only Hou Jiahao stood up and applauded for him in his eyes.

Soon, the teammates dispersed, and Du Ziqing came back to his senses.

Next, for some reason, Du Ziqing acted like he was on the hook, scoring goals one after another.The basketball is like a camera in his hands, and it is easy to operate.

"Maybe it's because the person I like is watching." Jiang Zheyan couldn't help saying.

"Hmm..." Du Ziqing didn't deny it, but he didn't confirm it either, "I didn't realize it at the time."

"And then?" Jiang Zheyan asked.In fact, he probably remembered what happened that day, but he just didn't quite understand why Du Ziqing fell in love with Hou Jiahao at that time.

Du Ziqing seemed to be the main pitcher, and was strictly guarded by the tall boys.I don't know if he was beaten out of breath, but when Du Ziqing made another layup, the tall boy stepped forward and knocked him out of the sideline.

The basketball rolled to the side, and Du Ziqing fell to the ground, clutching his arms.Seeing this, his teammates immediately came to help him, but before he could stand up, a black figure came in front of him.

"Are you okay?" Hou Jiahao grabbed Du Ziqing's arm and looked at it, the skin was scratched.

His eyes darkened, he stood up and walked in front of the tall boy, put one hand on his chest, and pushed him back: "Are you playing ball or fighting?!"

"What?" The tall boy also puffed up his chest and pushed forward, but due to Hou Jiahao's strength, he was pushed back two steps.

"Do you want to fight?" Hou Jiahao's eyes were full of hostility, and his other hand had already clenched into a fist. If some boys hadn't stepped forward to hold him back, he might have swung his fist.

"I think you want to make trouble?" The tall boy didn't give in at all.

The crowd surrounded the two, some advised the tall boy not to mess with this man, others held back the impulsive Hou Jiahao.At this time, Du Ziqing also came over and advised Hou Jiahao to forget it.

Hou Jiahao pushed hard, pushed the tall boy to the ground, then pushed away everyone, and came to Du Ziqing.

"Go, go and treat the wound."

"But there are not enough people..."

"Song Linhan!"

"Look! I said I was there!" Finally, when he appeared on the stage, Song Linhan couldn't help shouting, even more excited than seeing himself appearing in the movie for the first time.

"Yes, I went to the infirmary with him at the time, and it was Brother Han who filled in the vacancy."

"After you left, Song Linhan gave that kid a hard time." Jiang Zheyan said.

Du Ziqing scratched his head embarrassingly: "If I don't think about it carefully, I almost forgot."

Song Linhan and Jiang Zheyan looked at each other helplessly, and sure enough they were treated differently from Hou Jiahao.

The physical education teacher was on duty in the infirmary, and he knew Hou Jiahao very well.He checked Du Ziqing's wound and found that there was nothing serious, so he said to the nervous Hou Jiahao, "Boy, it's normal to have a little injury."

"Why is this a minor injury?" Looking at the bleeding wound, Hou Jiahao felt so distressed.

"Isn't that young? Every time you go to a Sanda competition, you beat your head badly."

"I ban it, but he is different."

The physical education teacher was too lazy to answer the conversation, so he rubbed alcohol on Du Ziqing's wound.Du Ziqing gasped for an instant, and frowned in pain.

"You should be gentle!" Hou Jiahao said quickly, "Why didn't you clean up the dirty places around?"

"You come, you come, you come." The physical education teacher threw his hands away, put the things beside the bed, muttered "what a big deal" and walked back to the desk.

Hou Jiahao picked up a cotton swab to carefully clean the dust around the wound, frowned and said, "Just tell me if it hurts."

"En." Du Ziqing nodded.

Du Ziqing was sitting by the bed, Hou Jiahao was sitting on the stool by the bed, he was looking at Du Ziqing's wound intently, the world was as quiet as if there were only two of them left.

The sunlight came in through the window, depicting traces of light and shadow on Hou Jiahao's face.Du Zi quietly looked at his broken hair, his eyelashes, the tip of his nose, his lips, and his collarbone, forgetting the pain for a moment.

"That's when." Du Ziqing sighed, "I found that I seem to like him."

"Like...how does it feel?" Song Linhan couldn't help asking.The love he understands is to dedicate himself wholeheartedly, but at least so far, he has not felt this way.

"Probably, you've always wanted to stay with him?" Jiang Zheyan said uncertainly.

"Not exactly. To be precise, I feel like I can't hold anyone else in my heart except him. I care about his every move. If he smiles at me, I can be happy all day long. As long as he is by my side, I felt at ease. Every time he came to the class to look for me, it was as if a ray of light had entered the classroom..."

Du Ziqing was completely immersed in the memories of the past. When he woke up, he suddenly found two lines of tears on his cheeks.

Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan were also stunned. Du Ziqing's tears were completely unexpected, and his eyes didn't even turn red. As they talked, two teardrops just appeared.

How long did it take to suppress feelings to make people cry like this?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Du Ziqing quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and said with a smile, "It's so strange, the tears came out by themselves."

Jiang Zheyan frowned, then hugged Du Ziqing, and pressed his head to his shoulder: "It's okay, cry if you want."

The camouflage he had barely created was instantly crushed by the warm embrace. Du Ziqing gritted his teeth hard, his shoulders trembled for a while, but he quickly raised his head: "Thank you, brother Yan, I'm really fine."

Song Linhan came over and rubbed his hair distressedly: "I really want to beat that kid up."

"Don't." Du Ziqing laughed, "I've said it all, it happened in the past, I don't care anymore."

Song Linhan took a sip of beer unhappily, and wanted to scold Hou Jiahao, but he was afraid of hurting Du Ziqing.

Du Ziqing drank the remaining beer in the can, got up and said, "I'm going to wash my face."

His head was a little dizzy, and he also needed to wake up.

After Du Ziqing walked into the bathroom, Song Linhan asked Jiang Zheyan: "What should I do? I really can't stand him like this."

"What else can I do, I can only help him get out as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: Mr. Hou: Why does it feel like the whole world is against me?

☆、Chapter 16

After Du Ziqing returned to the hotel, he quickly washed up and went to bed.But before he fell asleep, the cell phone beside the bed rang.

The old flip phone seems out of place in this luxurious suite, and the sound is particularly harsh.Du Ziqing touched the phone, put it to his ear and said "Hello".

"have you slept?"

It's Hou Jiahao.

"En." Du Ziqing replied in a daze.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to sign the contract, and have dinner with Mr. He in the evening."

"it is good."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Du Ziqing thought that Hou Jiahao had finished speaking and was about to hang up, but Hou Jiahao's voice rang again.

"Ziqing."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I just want to hear your voice."

"Oh……"

"go to bed early."

"Ah."

"See you tomorrow."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Hou Jiahao sighed deeply.Obviously the phrase "I miss you" was on his lips, but he couldn't say it.

Thinking of what his father said when he came home during the day, his mood became even more gloomy.

"I'm dying, when will you and Xiao Min get married?"

"Dad, you know I can't possibly marry her."

"What's impossible?" Hou Guangyao sat up angrily, "I want you to study abroad and come back after learning all kinds of messy things!"

"Before studying abroad, I didn't like women either."

"You are not allowed to say such things again!"

Hou Jiahao said nothing more.After returning to China that year, his parents arranged several blind dates for him, but he soon had a showdown with his family and revealed his sexuality.A few years have passed, and his mother and sister can accept it, but the old man is still so stubborn.

"Jiahao, Xiaomin is also a nice person, how about you just try to open up to her?" Hou Muyu said earnestly, "No matter what, the whole Hou family is counting on you. You can't be so selfish, can you? Now, no one cares about what you want to do in private in the future."

"To you, I'm selfish. What about Yu Shumin? Am I not selfish when I marry her?"

"You have brought her, and even their family, a better life. It is a blessing she has cultivated for several lifetimes to marry you!" Hou Guangyao said.

"Then she said she would?"

"Why is she unwilling? If I make her parents kneel down, they can only kneel down for me."

Hou Jiahao knew that it was pointless to continue arguing.The thinking of Chinese-style families always revolves around parents, which is an unavoidable hurdle.What the two generations care about is completely different, which also leads to many communication failures.

It would be great if Du Ziqing fought side by side with him, then he would have the confidence to resist.

But when he thought of Du Ziqing's indifferent attitude towards him, he wanted to break the can and obey his parents' wishes.

Du Ziqing, how can I make you fall in love with me?

Early the next morning, Hou Jiahao took Du Ziqing to Qianshang to complete the contract, and agreed to move back to Yanjing within the next week, and officially start work next week.

Although Du Ziqing somewhat resisted that Hou Jiahao had arranged everything for him, he had to admit that he was still looking forward to having dinner with Mr. He tonight.

With Hou Jiahao's reminder, Du Ziqing picked out a few photos he was satisfied with from the camera, processed them a bit, and then sent them to Hou Jiahao's assistant, Liang Xiaomei.Before the two left for the reserved restaurant, Liang Xiaomei sent the printed photos to Du Ziqing.

"Why don't you take it out?" Du Ziqing said hesitantly.

"If you want to improve, don't be afraid of being hit."

"But What if Mr. He is disappointed in me?"

Seeing Du Ziqing's worried expression, Hou Jiahao comforted: "Don't be afraid, trust yourself."

Hearing these familiar words, Du Ziqing felt a little relieved.

Mr. He is over [-] years old, and he came to the appointment this time with his granddaughter.

From the moment Mr. He entered the restaurant, Du Ziqing's hands were shaking.In the past 20 years, he has no other hobbies, but has been studying photography, and the photographer Mr. He is his predecessor and idol that he has admired for many years.

When shaking hands with Mr. He, Du Ziqing even forgot how to speak. He couldn't believe that one day he would be able to meet Mr. He face to face.

Seeing Du Ziqing's blank look, Mr. He smiled and said, "This kid is very interesting."

"Ziqing, hurry up and say hello."

"Ah... Hello, Mr. He, I, my name is Du Ziqing."

After the food was served, Du Ziqing was still a little at a loss. He only dared to listen to Hou Jiahao and Mr. He, but did not dare to take the initiative to talk to Mr. He.

In the end, it was Hou Jiahao who took out his photo.

"I knew you had ulterior motives for inviting me to dinner." Mr. He said while taking Du Ziqing's photo from Hou Jiahao's hand, "So it was to pay for tuition."

"Just take a look, if you still have to pay the tuition fee, I will pay it."

"You pay or he pays?"

Du Ziqing didn't know what Mr. He really meant, so he couldn't help tensing up all over his body.

It would have been better if I had known that I would not bring photos, otherwise I wouldn't have made the atmosphere so embarrassing.

However, Hou Jiahao is still able to cope with it freely: "Look at it first, if he is not good enough, how can I have the nerve to ask you out?"

"Okay, I want to see how good the person you admire is. But let me tell you in advance, I won't speak against my conscience just to save face."

Mr. He looked at the photo carefully, and Du Ziqing swallowed, watching his reaction with all his attention.

Soon, Mr. He asked: "Is this the young man who won the award this time?"

He glanced at Du Ziqing, and added, "It's the photo of going to work in the city."

"It's me." Du Ziqing said nervously.

"Are you imitating me?"

Du Ziqing nodded.

"Your street view, I can't find it at all."

Du Ziqing's heart sank.

"There are many messy signboards on the small building on the left. You changed the color to black and white, which is very good and reduces the sense of confusion, but look to the right."

"... a little messy."

"That's right, it seems that you know it yourself. There are some small vendors on the right, which have no sense of harmony with the left. So whether you want to reflect architecture or life, I can't see the center of gravity of your photos."

Du Ziqing nodded, Mr. He's comment was to the point.

"You have several photos like this, and the size is not well grasped." Mr. He frowned and said, "For example, in the photo of the small building, since you can't find a symmetrical camera position with the buildings on both sides, then you can try to find it from the Cut in head-on and see how it works."

"Thank you Mr. He."

"But having said that, you still have some good photos." Mr. He picked out a photo of a vegetable seller counting money, and asked, "How long have you been waiting for this photo?"

"About... more than half an hour. I wanted to take a picture of her waiting for customers, but I didn't expect that the business was good that day, and I caught her counting money."

"What about this one?" Mr. He took out another photo of a primary school student skipping rope next to the construction site.

"I took pictures for as long as they played there." Du Ziqing said with some embarrassment, feeling like a voyeur.

"A lot of films were wasted."

"When shooting people, the waste rate is the highest."

"It's normal because you have to go for the attraction."

Seeing that Mr. He and Du Ziqing finally chatted, Hou Jiahao was relieved.

"Mr. He, your street scenes always make people feel very imposing. I can't take pictures of them. I wonder if it's because I can't find the scene well?"

"The question is, why do you want to shoot with momentum?"

"I want to imitate you."

"Then why are you imitating me?"

"Because..." Du Ziqing also began to think about this question seriously. He thought for a while and said, "I have admired you since I was a child."

"Imitating others may make you progress, but it won't make you break through."

Hearing this, Du Ziqing seemed to be enlightened, and only then did he realize where the anxiety in his heart came from.

"Didn't you notice? You have your own advantages. You are good at capturing people's emotions, whether they are happy or sad, and your photos can reflect their emotions very well."

"Really..." Du Ziqing whispered a little unconfidently.

"You are already a photographer, not an apprentice. You must give full play to your own strengths, and don't blindly imitate others."

On the way back to the hotel, Du Ziqing kept thinking about what Mr. He said.

He was finally recognized as a photographer, and recognized by his own idol, which naturally made him happy.

But at the same time, it also made him feel lost.

Originally, progress could be achieved by imitating the works of masters, but obviously this path is no longer feasible.As Mr. Ho said, if he wants to move on, he has to make changes.

"Brother Hao."

"Ok?"

Seeing that Du Ziqing was silent along the way, Hou Jiahao didn't want to disturb him at first, but he didn't expect him to call himself.It had been eight years since Du Ziqing called it that. When he first heard it, he felt that the softest part of his heart had been hit.

"Thank you." Du Ziqing whispered.

"Why are you being polite to me?"

"If Mr. He hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have known what my problem was."

"Then what are your plans now?"

"I can't stay in one place all the time, I have to shoot more things I want to shoot."

"Indeed." Hou Jiahao nodded, trying hard to hide the joy in his heart.He was most afraid that Du Ziqing didn't want anything, didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to stay in the small county.Well now, as long as Du Ziqing still wants to continue on the road of photography, he can find a reason to let him stay by his side.

"What do you want to shoot?" Hou Jiahao asked again.

"I want to try everything, but as Mr. He said, let's shoot people first." After Du Ziqing finished speaking, he glanced at Hou Jiahao, "If you find out that I'm secretly filming you in the future, just pretend you didn't see it, I'm just practicing .”

In fact, what Du Ziqing thought in his heart was that if he wanted to photograph people, Hou Jiahao would be the one he most wanted to photograph.It's just that Hou Jiahao didn't understand the meaning.

"Are you using me as a model?"

"Um, can you?"

"Of course, you can shoot whatever you want."

It's best to shoot me for a lifetime.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will start to be sweet~

☆、Chapter 17

On Monday morning, Du Ziqing returned from Yanjing to a small county in the south.back to familiar