Restart the Flying Age

　　 When Qiu Xiaotian came back, it was almost noon.

　　 He thought that after such a long time, Wu Tao should be finished.

　　Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the studio, Wu Tao and An Rong were racking their brains to tease the tabby cat that had murdered him in the morning.

　　 "Hey, if you want to shoot, hurry up, why do you treat me as a place to tease cats?"

　　Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, the golden retriever immediately violent, and issued a sharp ‘meow’, and the fierceness was all directed at Qiu Xiaotian alone, as if to say: ‘You’re stupid, you know a hammer! Benmiao is angry when I see you! ’

　　 Wu Tao immediately ran to the camera and quickly caught the scene.

　　 It turns out that the arrogant side of the golden hair can only be shown when facing strangers.

　　 No wonder the two of them painstakingly inspired for a long time, but they couldn't achieve the expected results.

　　 "Teacher Qiu, please continue to tease..."

　　 Qiu Xiaotian sat down, and Erlang's legs curled up: "I'm not interested. Taking pictures of cats is even more boring than taking pictures of a hundred days. What does it know? You still take it seriously..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Golden Retriever turned his head, unwilling to see Qiu Xiaotian: ‘Ni Zoukai, stupid human! ’

　　 Click, Wu Tao laughed: "Great, Teacher Qiu, continue..."

　　 was busy until two o'clock in the afternoon. After shooting five or six films, it was almost finished.

　　 Wu Tao and An Rong made a pack of instant noodles and dealt with them. After Qiu Xiaotian came back, he didn't leave. In fact, he noticed that Wu Tao's professionalism in photography is not low, so he began to wonder what a cat can make.

　　 Wu Tao didn't walk out of the darkroom until the evening.

　　 Qiu Xiaotian felt a pain when he saw that he was holding such a thick stack of photographic paper in his hand.

　　 Today, this business has lost a lot of money. One hundred yuan is not enough even for materials and utilities! But he is not a careless layman, he can't say anything about asking Wu Tao to add more money.

　　 Carefully spread the photo paper on the table. Each photo has a theme, or emotion.

　　 There is the curiosity of the golden retriever playing with marbles, and the sleepy laziness of the golden retriever...Moreover, the golden retriever's arrogance, helplessness and giving up treatment for the beauty of the enemy.

Qiu Xiaotian, who had seen the big scene, his eyes brightened, "How did this make it possible to photograph a cat so vividly? If it is submitted to a photographic journal, it will definitely be published! Would you like me to vote for you? Try one?"

　　 He thought that Wu Tao and An Rong would be very interested in submitting articles.

　　 Unexpectedly, An Rong took out the three previous photos and said: "Ms. Qiu, we have already submitted it, and the draft has already been completed."

　　 "What periodicals, too low-level, can't do it."

　　 "Popular photography!"

　　 "What?" Qiu Xiaotian was full of consternation. He knew well that magazines like Popular Photography had the opportunity for each issue of photography to be completed by several photography associations. It's hard for a newcomer to pass a draft.

　　 And now, this humble middle school student in front of him can actually break such a hidden|rule.

　　 This made him suffer a fatal blow to his self-confidence and conceit in artistic talent.

　　 Not only that, An Rong's next words were another cut on his shaky heart.

　　 "In fact, today's shooting is a special manuscript at the request of the popular photography magazine."

　　 Qiu Xiaotian clutched his chest and pointed in the direction of the door: "You go, go quickly, I don't want to see you again..."

　　Wu Tao sorted out the photos and said, "Okay, Teacher Qiu, I wanted to add some money to you. After all, I took a lot of pictures today..."

"Yes, I originally planned to help you clean up and wash the props and clothes. After all, it made you so messy here." An Rong said leisurely: "Since you don't want to see us, then we have to go now!" With that, he picked up the golden retriever and walked out quickly.

　　 Wu Tao followed closely, and turned around at the moment his heel was about to step out the door, "Mr. Qiu, there is actually a sentence, I don’t know whether to say it properly..."

　　 "Say if you have something, let it go if you have a fart!"

　　 "Emmm, in fact, I think that the temperament of an artist does not necessarily have to be expressed in the hair, what do you think?"

　　 "Get off! Roll away quickly..." Qiu Xiaotian was obviously frustrated.

　　 If An Rong's words were equivalent to cutting his fragile and sensitive tip, then Wu Tao's words were undoubtedly equivalent to directly sprinkling salt.

　　 That's right, there is a fragrance of books in the belly!

　　 If you have the talent, connotation, charm, and temperament of an artist, there is no need to express it with long flowing hair or the naked ‘spring’ hanging in front of the door.

　　 This is too formal, but it falls into a cliché.

　　 is a man in his twenties after all, so why make it so different!

　　 Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, An Rong held Wu Tao's waist with one hand and the golden retriever sleeping basket with the other, looking at the stars in the sky.

"Finally I got it done. I will post this issue tomorrow to ensure that the editors' eyes will be blinded! At that time, the 5,000 yuan manuscript fee will be received in a rush. Haha, I blame you, I have become a little money fan NS!"

　　 "5000 yuan is enough for you? It's really a small money fan."

　　 "What do you mean? Do you have any new ideas?"

Wu Tao nodded and said: "That's right~www.novelmt.com~ I have a big deal now. It's a pity that I lack a reliable executor, and I still need to look for it. But I will visit the New Century Computer Graphics Agency tomorrow. , I'll talk about the rest."

　　 "How big is it? Is it a business that makes more money than a farmhouse?"

　　 "It’s faster and easier to get money than a farmhouse, but it doesn’t last long. But it’s okay, I just want to make a quick cash and save some capital."

　　 When he got home, Xiao Jiang was already sitting on the small bench and honestly waiting to see the white-browed hero.

　　While watching, he gestured: "What kind of sword is a sword? A big ring sword with a golden thread! What kind of sword is a sword? Closed moon shame lightsaber! What kind of love is love? Beautiful women love heroes!"

　　 Wu Tao couldn't help but hehe, "You little kid, you know what love and love, don't go to school!"

　　 Xiaojiang suddenly became unhappy: "Although I don't understand love and love, I know that Sister Ann is a beautiful woman. It's a pity, brother, you are not a hero!"

　　 "I..." There was no difference, Wu Tao had no choice but to comfort himself, "It's not worth it to care about a little kid who hates a dog!" ’

　　 then chatted with his parents about today's business situation, everything is normal.

　　 In addition to the group of high school students, Gu Fei also came.

　　 Gu Fei? Speaking of Gu Fei, Wu Tao couldn't help but feel a move. Maybe he is a good candidate?

　　 Early the next morning, Wu Tao went straight to the New Century Computer Graphic Agency.

　　 After the last show, Boss Li here has already taken him seriously. So when he proposed to use a scanner and a computer to process the photos, he gave him the table without saying a word.

　　 After sitting and busy until the afternoon, twenty portraits of the golden retriever after simple PS processing were successfully released.

　　 During this period, by the way, I helped Boss Li deal with the design of several advertisements, which was a reward.