The two of them stood by the window, each thinking about their own things, and the conversation stopped immediately.

When Jiang Zhihan heard Xu Qinian say that he wanted to pursue Song Qingyou, he felt bored for no reason. He wanted to rush forward and scratch his cousin's paws.

While the two of them had different thoughts, Song Qingyou had already started filming.

"Style" was already a trendsetter in the field of fashion magazines when Xu Qinian's mother took over.

Because the cover always features top artists or international supermodels, the route taken is always exquisite and high-end, and the second thing is to be "beautiful" enough.

In the era of the rise of the Internet, "Style" was slow to publish electronic journals. In recent years, it has been difficult to stay far behind other magazines.

So at this time, Xu Qinian, a man in his twenties (29) with no experience, became the editor-in-chief. No one had confidence in him.

Some people are making private bets on how quickly "Style" will go bankrupt.

The photographer originally thought so too.

Until he started taking pictures of Song Qingyou.

"Okay, stretch out your left hand a little, look at the camera, don't be expressionless, look at your eyes, pay attention to your eyes -"

Seeing the person under the camera quickly assuming a pose that satisfied him, with such skillful movements, the photographer felt that he had hired the right person to take the photo for the inside page.

Not only because Song Qingyou is beautiful enough, but also because of her expressiveness.

The theme of the photos on the inside pages of this issue is retro.

The stylist chose a black retro dress for Song Qingyou, her hair was permed into slightly curled hair, and her makeup was heavy.

Under the camera, her skin is white and her lips are red. Her beauty is bold and sharp, like the most intensely red rose in the garden.

Nowadays, the pretty face is popular in the circle. It looks friendly, will be more popular with passers-by, and is in line with the aesthetics of most people.

But that appearance, no matter how beautiful it is, can't compare to a dewdrop falling on this gorgeous rose.

Lao Zheng became more and more enthusiastic about shooting, and the shutter sound almost never stopped.

But when he stopped to look at the photos in front of him, he couldn't help but frown again.

Chen Lan couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong-"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qinian and Gu Xingchen came over.

"Why don't you continue filming?"

The photographer showed the photo to the two of them.

“The photos are all good, and they look great, but they don’t feel special...”

Lao Zheng couldn't give a specific reason, but he just felt it didn't work.

Xu Qinian is not the kind of person who likes to interfere in the work of his subordinates. Hearing this, he said:

"If you think it doesn't work, then change your look or pose and try again."

There's nothing to say about the posture, Song Qingyou is very professional.

As for the styling——

Lao Zheng fell into silence for a while.

Xu Qinian turned around and asked his assistant for a bottle of water and handed it to Song Qingyou: "You need to sit down and rest first -"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhihan ran up to Song Qingyou and meowed at her twice.

Then he turned his back to her and flicked his tail, looking very aggrieved.

Song Qingyou immediately ignored Xu Qinian, picked up her cat, and asked for help.

"Zhizhi, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Xu Qinian's movement of handing the water was frozen.

Gu Xingchen answered with a smile, "Thank you."

Xu Qinian was just about to say that the bottle of water he had was not for him, when he saw the cat lying on Song Qingyou's arm, baring its teeth at him.

Then, Song Qingyou became farther and farther away from him...

Gu Xingchen patted his shoulder and laughed, "It seems that Qingyou's cat hates you."

"Generally speaking, if the pet hates you, the pet owner will not like you either!"

Xu Qinian was suspicious: "Is there such a thing?"

"How not?"

Gu Xingchen raised his eyebrows and refused to admit that he was talking nonsense.

At this moment, Lao Zheng suddenly suggested:

"Teacher Gu, would you mind taking a few photos with Song Qingyou?"

"You don't need to put the photo in the magazine. I just want to give it a try."

Xu Qinian looked at Song Qingyou and then at Gu Xingchen. Before they could answer, he punched the palm:

"I think it would be nice to take a photo of you two together. If it's appropriate, it would be okay to put it on the cover..."

"It doesn't matter to me." Gu Xingchen said, "What about you, Qingyou?"

"That's okay with me too."

Of course Song Qingyou wouldn't mind about work.

So, Gu Xingchen went to the stylist again and changed into a British-style retro outfit.

"Okay, you two stand in front of the camera."

Lao Zheng directed the two of them to perform actions.

However, the two of them had no tacit understanding at all and even hit each other several times.

Xu Qinian couldn't help but laugh, "You are so good at taking photos alone, why do you want to take a group photo and do it like this?"

Group photos usually have priorities. Song Qingyou and Gu Xingchen don't agree with the other, so it's weird if they can take a photo!

Gu Xingchen even joked: "How can the cat faction and the dog faction have a tacit understanding?"

Lao Zheng urged the two of them to try again, "You all relax a little and get closer."

"Yes - Qingyou unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt and pulled open the collar. Teacher Gu, take off half of your shirt."

He's obviously trying to be sexy.

Gu Xingchen has a good figure. Against the backdrop of Song Qingyou's black skirt next to her, her lines are particularly obvious and very eye-catching.

Despite this, Jiang Zhihan's cat eyes still looked at Song Qingyou without blinking.

"Qingyou's collarbone is very beautiful, and a little bit of her shoulders are exposed..."

"Teacher Gu put his hand on Qingyou's collarbone and made a seductive gesture..."

Just as Gu Xingchen was about to reach out, the cat, who was sitting on the chair, rushed out in the blink of an eye and tried to jump up and pry Gu Xingchen's hand away.

Song Qingyou quickly caught the cat.

Seeing that Lao Zheng was about to get angry, Gu Xingchen backed away subconsciously and said with a smile:

"Your cat might think I'm plotting something against you."

"You are so loyal to your master, you are almost as good as my dog!"

Being said to look like a dog again, Jiang Zhihan’s face froze.

——He just felt that the scene where Gu Xingchen was about to touch Song Qingyou was particularly annoying. Before he could think about it, his body took the first step...

He raised his eyes to see Song Qingyou's face.

As a cat, he shouldn't disturb the other person's work, so he inevitably felt a little guilty.

Fortunately, Song Qingyou wasn't angry, she just patted the cat's head and threatened:

"Next time you do this, I'll lock you up at home!"

Being interrupted midway, Lao Zheng lost his temper.

He looked at the cat in Song Qingyou's arms and suddenly had an idea.

"How about we take some pictures with this cat?"

Jiang Zhihan wanted to run when he heard this, but his reaction speed couldn't be faster than Song Qingyou's, and he was still held tightly in his arms.

Next, the two and the cat collaborated to take a series of photos.

During the break, Xu Qinian passed water and food to Song Qingyou. As a result, he was interrupted by cats every time, and received n looks of contempt from cats.

Gu Xingchen was gloating at the sidelines.

Xu Qinian felt more and more that if he wanted to chase Song Qingyou, he had to please her cat.

So I asked my assistant to buy more than a dozen kinds of cat food.

Jiang Zhihan disliked everyone he heard, but Xu Qinian persisted, looking very much like the eunuchs around the emperor.

Song Qingyou thought it was funny and secretly recorded a video

——Of course, Xu Qinian’s face was not photographed.

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