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Attached to the news is the photo of Hu Chengjie who won the award. It is the dusk of a certain fishing village.

Jiang Miao sent Hu Chengjie a text message to congratulate him on the award, but Hu Chengjie didn't reply.

Jiang Miao didn't take it to heart either, there were more important things to worry about.

This week, the results of the first round of selection for the Civic Library design project were announced. Luo Yuchuan's design project was successfully passed and entered the second round of candidates. Even Yuan Kuohai called to congratulate Luo Yuchuan.

"It's well done. This time, the province has invited authoritative experts. After all, it's an image project, and the selection standards are exceptionally high." Yuan Kuohai's voice sounded happier than he himself had won any awards. "Come here when you're free, and I'll let your teacher's wife cook a good meal for you to celebrate."

Luo Yuchuan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, teacher. We've only passed the first round, so we don't need to bother my wife."

Yuan Kuohai said: "Being able to enter the second round is a kind of affirmation, but, okay, I will throw a banquet for you to celebrate when you win in the end."

Luo Yuchuan knew that Yuan Kuohai was telling the truth. The selection criteria this time were high. In the first round of selection, more than half of the original design proposals of nearly 40 units were wiped out. Only 12 units entered the second round. Based on this result , being able to enter the second round is indeed a kind of affirmation, and it is worth being happy.

However, entering the second round was not Luo Yuchuan's goal, so he did not feel relieved.

After the results of the first round of selection came out, the 12 design proposals selected for the second round were soon published on newspapers and the Internet, and a public vote was initiated. Although the voting results are not the final results, they are the 12 design proposals. It is an important reference basis for whether the project can enter the third round of selection.

"I wish I had more fans." Jiang Miao was a little frustrated.

He doesn't have many connections, so even if he mobilizes his friends and classmates to buy newspapers to vote for Luo Yuchuan's design project, it's just a drop in the bucket. Compared with him, online voting is more convenient and faster, and the scope of canvassing is wider.

But the number of fans on his Weibo account that he just established has not yet broken through the [-] mark, and he is not a celebrity. Except for friends like He Yu and Lily, there are not any die-hard fans. Probably less than one-tenth of the votes.

What made him even more depressed was that he had just posted the voting website link and called for help to vote for No. 3, and fans swiped out a dozen or so.

Jiang Miao was anxious: "If you don't vote, you don't vote, why do you still lose followers?"

He held his mobile phone and swiped for a long time, his expression became more and more anxious, and he muttered in a low voice from time to time. Luo Yuchuan had been curious for a long time. Take the phone away.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Jiang Miao rushed to grab it.

Luo Yuchuan lay back on the sofa and put the phone under his body. Jiang Miao chased him and grabbed him.

Jiang Miao went to pick his hand under his body: "Give me the phone."

"No." With a smile on the corner of Luo Yuchuan's mouth, he put more force on the man's arm.

Jiang Miao couldn't figure it out for a long time, so she laughed anxiously: "Senior, you are so naive, do you know that?"

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yuchuan admitted "naive" frankly. Jiang Miao paused for a moment to pick up the conversation. Luo Yuchuan raised his head and pecked him on the lips, and said half-truthfully, "You've been looking at your phone all night without looking at me. No."

Jiang Miao's eyes widened in disbelief: "Senior, you, don't tell me that you are jealous of your mobile phone."

Luo Yuchuan seemed to think about it, and said, "This skill is really not very proficient."

Jiang Miao was speechless: "What's so good about being jealous, eh..."

Before finishing a sentence, Luo Yuchuan gagged her mouth and kissed her enough, finally freed her mouth to catch her breath, and heard Luo Yuchuan say with a laughing voice, "I don't know if this skill is considered proficient."

Jiang Miao buried her face in Luo Yuchuan's neck and couldn't speak, feeling that her face was blushing.

Luo Yuchuan patted his back and said, "Don't pay too much attention to these things. You can canvass for me. I accept this kindness, but if you get anxious because of canvassing for me, then I have to self-reflect. You have so little faith in me."

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, and hurriedly stood up: "It's not that I don't have confidence in you."

Luo Yuchuan immediately patted him on the back reassuringly, then rubbed the back of his head: "I know."

Jiang Miaofu leaned back into Luo Yuchuan's arms again, sighed softly, and said, "I just... just want them to see how good you are."

"Ah."

"Besides, others will definitely canvass for votes, and maybe they will buy tickets," Jiang Miao worried again, "If I lose like this, I will be too wronged. I don't know how much it will cost to buy tickets. A little……"

"Jiang Miao."

Jiang Miao was stunned. Since the two of them were together, Luo Yuchuan seldom called him by his name directly. At this moment, it sounded in a solemn tone. Suddenly he felt uneasy, and raised his head slightly to look at Luo Yuchuan.

Luo Yuchuan also looked at him: "I know you are doing it for my own good, but, be good, don't waste your time on these meaningless things. Voting is just a reference. I have confidence in my design, and I also believe in good design." Like pearls that never get buried."

Jiang Miao listened quietly.

Luo Yuchuan said: "Even if I am not selected this time, it is just an experience in my career. It can motivate me to improve, but it can't let it become my shadow, let alone think about whether there is a shady behind it. , that is not something we should pay attention to or value. What we have to do is always to make ourselves better. What's more..."

He suddenly lowered his voice for the last two words, and Jiang Miao gave an "um" in doubt, feeling the palm caressing on his back slowly sliding to his waist, and poked in from the loose pajama pants.

Luo Yuchuan's voice was deep and close to Jiang Miao's ear: "Some are good, I just want you to see them."

Jiang Miao was still in a trance when she was turned over by Luo Yuchuan, and before she could exclaim in surprise, she pressed down on her delicate kisses.

Jiang Miao couldn't get his phone back that night. From the sofa to the bathroom to the bedroom, he felt Luo Yuchuan's goodness thoroughly.

But after all, he was still worried. For a few days, he paid attention to the voting situation when he had nothing to do, and found that although there was no high-profile canvassing publicity, the vote rate of Luo Yuchuan's design project has been steadily increasing, and it has always remained in the top three and even has a leading trend.

Jiang Miao was very proud of Luo Yuchuan, and he seemed to have had good luck.

After opening Weibo, many netizens have contacted him through private messages on Weibo, wanting to ask him to take pictures, and he has also received several local orders. Although the list is small, it is still a good start.

These netizens who contacted and photographed are basically ordinary accounts, and this day, there was a message from a gold V account lying in his private mailbox. At first, he thought he read it wrong, but after reading it carefully several times, he was sure it was not. I am dazzled.

The information came from a gold V account of "Yao Jiangshu Studio".

Jiang Miao was very unfamiliar with this name, so he clicked on the account to check the other party's Weibo homepage, and saw that the verification message simply read: Tsing Yi Yao Jiangshu.

Looking at the content on Weibo, most of them are photos of performances on the stage, and occasionally a few photos of life. It is a lady who is a little older, but well-maintained and graceful.

Jiang Miao was at a loss, and hurried to find out who this Ms. Yao Jiangshu was, and she was even more shocked.

Yao Jiangshu is a well-known Tsing Yi in this city. She has been an artist since she was a child, and went on stage at the age of 13. She has won numerous awards and has many fans. Even now that she is nearly 60, there are still people queuing up with checkbooks to invite her to perform.It's just that she is low-key by nature and has gradually faded out of the stage in recent years. She only occasionally participates in some public welfare performances. Whether she is a person or a play, she is well-known among fans.

The more Jiang Miao looked at it, the more he felt incredible. He didn't know how such a prestigious celebrity could have any work relationship with an unknown person like him. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up his courage and dialed the number left in the private message.

The call was successfully connected, and the person who answered the phone was a middle-aged woman with a gentle voice. She introduced herself as Yao Qing, and she was the person in charge of Yao Jiangshu's studio.

It's inconvenient to go into details on the phone, but Jiang Miao and her made an appointment to go to Yao's house to meet and talk in detail three days later, and Yao Qing will arrange a driver to pick him up.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Miao still felt unreal, so she called Luo Yuchuan again to explain the matter, and asked doubtfully, "What kind of job do you think it will be? How did you find me?"

Luo Yuchuan was also very surprised, but he didn't show it. After thinking for a moment, he said: "I will find you for a job related to photography. As for why it is you, I will only know after meeting and talking. Maybe I have seen your Weibo. Bo, I have affirmed your talent."

Jiang Miao bit her lip: "It's so simple."

Luo Yuchuan smiled softly: "Are you nervous?"

"No... no," Jiang Miao paused, "After all, it's the first time I've dealt with such a big star."

Luo Yuchuan flipped through the calendar on the table: "Three days later, um... I should be able to change my job, how about I go with you?"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and although he was moved, he still refused: "No need, I can do it myself."

Three days later, in the early morning, Yao Qing sent a car to take Jiang Miao to a house in the south of the city. When Jiang Miao got off the car, he saw Yao Qing waiting at the door. She was not tall and wore gold-rimmed glasses. Friendly attitude.

"Mr. Xiaojiang, come sit with me in the tea room first. Mr. Yao will come in a while."

Yao Qing led Jiang Miao through the yard full of flowers and green plants, turned around a long corridor, and entered a tea room overflowing with tea fragrance. Along the way, Jiang Miao faintly heard a soft but clear female voice He was babbling and singing something, guessing that Yao Jiangshu might be practicing his voice.

Yao Qing made tea and drank a cup with Jiang Miao. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the tea room, Yao Qing smiled and said, "Mr. is here."

Jiang Miao got up quickly, and after a while, she saw a lady in a dark green cheongsam walking into the door of the tea room. It was Yao Jiangshu.

"Hello, Mr. Yao." Jiang Miao hurriedly bowed and said hello.

"Mr. Xiao Jiang, please sit down and talk." Yao Jiangshu said with a smile.

Jiang Miao sat down as promised, only feeling her heart beating a little faster.

In the past three days, he also watched a lot of Yao Jiangshu's performance videos on the Internet. Although he didn't know much about drama, after watching it for a few days, he could more or less appreciate the charm of drama.

Yao Jiangshu's singing voice is mellow and sweet, and his voice is also clear and clear, which makes people feel inexplicably kind.Nearly 60 years old, no matter how good the maintenance is, there are still fine lines in the corners of the eyes that cannot be concealed under closer inspection, but the eyebrows are picturesque, and the corners of the lips are smiling. The aura made Jiang Miao feel kind and awe-inspiring.

"Mr. Jiang, don't be restrained. Let's drink tea and talk slowly." Yao Jiangshu said gently, as if seeing Jiang Miao's discomfort.

Jiang Miao obediently drank another cup of tea, and asked boldly, "I wonder what kind of work Mr. Yao came to talk about?"

Yao Jiangshu took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and smiled: "Mr. Xiao Jiang is really impatient, so I won't talk too much."

It turns out that Yao Jiangshu will be 60 years old next year, and it will be the 50th anniversary of her career in the arts. Fans have arranged activities early to celebrate her, so she also plans to make a costume album, including some of her classic songs, as a gift for everyone. Support her fans and friends.

Jiang Miao nodded after listening to her thoughts, took a sip of tea, thought for a while, and said, "This is really a very sincere and weighty gift."

Yao Jiangshu also took a sip of tea, smiled and said nothing.

Yao Qing said from the side: "That's why we invited Mr. Xiao Jiang to help us fulfill this wish."

Jiang Miao put down her teacup, rubbed her hands together, and felt a little uneasy: "I don't know much about Beijing opera, but for you, sir, I only know a little bit after checking the information on the Internet these days, so how to capture the pictures on the stage And performance, I have no experience, such an important commission, sir, to be honest, I don't know if I can complete it well."

Yao Jiangshu glanced at him, it seemed to be just a plain glance, but it made Jiang Miao feel a little heavier on her shoulders, and she said, "Are you scared?"

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "No, it's not that I'm afraid, but... at a loss, after all, this is a field I've never been in contact with before, and my previous shooting experience doesn't seem to be very useful for it. superior."

Yao Jiangshu smiled slightly, as if she was satisfied with his answer, she nodded and said, "Don't be nervous, I didn't just find anyone I saw, I have all the photos on your Weibo I've seen it, what I like is the spirituality in your photos."

Jiang Miao was taken aback, and quickly looked up at Yao Jiangshu.

Yao Jiangshu said: "You don't need to worry, we still have plenty of time, I will give you the repertoire to be filmed, you can usually watch more videos, next week I will go to other provinces to perform, if it is convenient for you, You can come with me to familiarize yourself with the stage environment and find out the feeling of shooting.”

Seeing Jiang Miao's dazed expression, Yao Jiangshu said again: "You don't have to worry about board and lodging, transportation and transportation expenses, we will arrange it."

Jiang Miao nodded hurriedly, then shook her head again: "No, no, no, I'm not worried about this... Anyway, thank you sir for giving me this opportunity."

He had mixed feelings in his heart, excited and apprehensive. He never expected to confess his shortcomings and worries in exchange for Yao Jiangshu's trust in him and the opportunity to grow up. trust.

"Mr. Xiao Jiang, do you have any requirements regarding remuneration?" Yao Qing asked.

Jiang Miao was stunned. He had never thought of such a job before he came here. After listening to Yao Jiangshu's words, he also knew that the album was all at her own expense. Neither high nor low is appropriate.

As if seeing his hesitation, Yao Jiangshu smiled and said, "If Mr. Xiaojiang is undecided, why not let me quote a price, and Mr. Xiaojiang can see if it suits you?"

"Okay." Jiang Miao said hurriedly.

Yao Jiangshu nodded to Yao Qing, and Yao Qing reported a number that shocked Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao was stunned for a while before hesitantly asked: "Mr. Yao, are you joking?"

Yao Jiangshu asked him back with a smile: "Do you think I look like someone who knows how to joke?"

Jiang Miao couldn't answer.

Whether it was the information he found on the Internet or the impression Yao Jiangshu gave him after meeting today, she didn't look like a person who would joke around casually.

It was Yao Qing who explained from the side: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, don't worry about this. Mr. has always been strict with his artistic life, and the selection criteria for this album are also very high. If you accept it, then you will have to run with us to perform , and when the filming officially starts later, it is also possible that the result is not satisfactory and you will have to shoot repeatedly, among other things, the time you spend during this process should also be included in the remuneration."

Having said that, Jiang Miao also understood that when he took Yao Jiangshu's job, in order to avoid time conflicts, he might not be able to take some small orders at will. Although Yao Jiangshu's salary was scary, it was about the same. He bought out his working time for the past year, so it's not too high.

Yao Jiangshu asked: "So Mr. Xiaojiang has decided?"

Jiang Miao took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "I accept it."

Finally, it was decided to go to the studio to sign the contract the next day, so Jiang Miao left.

Yao Qing sent him out, Jiang Miao thought for a while, finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice, "Can I ask, how did you find me?"

He couldn't believe that Yao Jiangshu opened Weibo account casually out of curiosity on Weibo because he had only registered for a short time, had only [-] fans, and didn't even apply for V certification.

Yao Qing adjusted his glasses, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Mr. Xiao Jiang is really persistent."

Jiang Miao didn't speak, just looked at her.

Yao Qing said seriously: "My aunt and Mrs. Qiao are handkerchiefs."

"Madam Qiao?" Jiang Miao was at a loss.

Yao Qing looked at him: "Xiaoge knew that my aunt wanted to make this picture album, so I called you specially to recommend you to her."

Jiang Miao was stunned for a long time before suddenly realizing: "Ah!"

After leaving Yao's house, Jiang Miao didn't let Yao Qing send a driver to take him off, and went to take the subway by herself. On the way, she couldn't wait to call Luo Yuchuan: "Senior, guess who introduced this job?"

Before Luo Yuchuan could answer, he anxiously revealed the answer himself: "It's Qiao Ruige!"

He roughly told Luo Yuchuan about the work entrusted by Yao Jiangshu, and finally said with a sigh: "What should I do, I really owe this young master a lot."

Luo Yuchuan also sighed, but there was a smile in his voice: "I should have thought it was him, but he never asks for anything in return for helping his friends. If you feel sorry, why don't I call him and ask him out, and we treat him to dinner meal?"

Jiang Miao thought for a while and said, "Let me call him, be more sincere."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Miao realized that he did not have Qiao Ershao's number. On second thought, he simply called Wu Xia. The call was connected, but no one answered until the ringing bell. He was puzzled and called again.

The ringtone of the mobile phone came from under the pillow, and one hand fumbled to get the mobile phone out from under the pillow. Before he could do anything else, a hand stretched out from behind and snatched the mobile phone to the corner without any explanation.

With a crisp sound of "snap", the phone hit the ground, and the screen went black and silent.

"You!" Wu Xia grabbed the bed sheet, turned her head and gritted her teeth and stared at Qiao Ruige.

Qiao Ruige didn't care, he bumped hard a few times, pulled the man up and kissed him, ordering: "Concentrate."

On the other end, Jiang Miao, listening to the notification tone on the phone ranging from busy to "The number you dialed has been turned off", nodded, thinking, she can't answer the phone, maybe she is at work.