In the afterglow of the setting sun, Wu Tao and An Rong held hands and finally left the campus.

At the age of the beginning of love, the first group of friends began to leave one after another.

It was the first unforgettable experience in life, until it was replaced by an even more painful experience, such as love.

Fortunately, they still have each other.

Walking on the street, no one spoke, let alone talked about separation.

Until he walked to the door of the district government as usual, An Rong still held his hand and did not part.

Finally, An Rong didn't move after a few tuggings, so she turned around and said mysteriously: "Follow me in......"

"Huh?" Wu Tao glanced at Uncle Lin, who was like a great enemy, and didn't speak.

An Rong had no choice but to lower her voice and explain: "Don't worry, my parents promise not to suddenly appear tonight." ”

Wu Tao finally moved, gave Uncle Lin a confident smile, and let An Rong drag him forward.

It seems that in this way, I can try to clear up the suspicion and tell Old Man Lin: It was not me who wanted to go in, but she didn't pull me in.

The district government compound after work is very deserted. Only the rustle of the leaves in the wind was the sound of the wind, and there was even a bit of a desolate feeling.

On such a dark and windy night, what did she take me home for?

Wu Tao couldn't help but think on a whim, could it be that she was influenced by today's parting feelings, what did she want to do?

Like KISS? or something like that?

In reverie, Wu Tao's eyes fell on An Rong's back.

Although there is a gap between some parts and Zhao Li, there are all that should be. Curved, graceful, and the girl next door has just grown into a ......

No, An Rong is not such a person! I know her too well.

When he went upstairs and entered the house, the golden retriever suddenly walked out, glanced at the two of them, and continued to move forward disdainfully.

glanced left and right, but didn't find Aunt Zhang's shadow.

"Where's Aunt Zhang?"

"Oh, she's home today. ”

The thought that had just been suppressed was sinking again, could it be that tonight was that night? I secretly calculated An Rong's age, 15 years old!

There is no longer a risk of 'starting in three years, the maximum death penalty'.

"Come into the house with me!"

Wu Tao involuntarily entered the boudoir, and when he looked back, the golden retriever's eyes were staring at him.

"There's something I want to tell you, but you promise not to be angry!"

How could I be angry? Wu Tao promised without saying a word.

An Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took out a letter from the drawer, the title of the book in the lower right corner was the printed Popular Photography Magazine.

"Do you remember the last few photos you took of the Golden Retriever? After I washed them out, I felt a special feeling, so I secretly submitted them. I didn't expect that the manuscript was really approved, and there was still 300 yuan in manuscript fees!"

It turned out to be this! In an instant, Wu Tao's inner thoughts suddenly disappeared: "I thought it was such a big deal, so mysterious and mysterious." ”

Accustomed to the scale of thousands of manuscript fees, he doesn't care about this little money at all now.

For photography journals, this kind of blind voting itself is not high, and it is already a conscience to have such a small manuscript fee.

An Rong changed her words and said in an embarrassed tone: "But the other party wants me to shoot another series of works for them to facilitate a special topic." And this time the manuscript fee was given 5,000 yuan, what should I do?"

This can be regarded as a directional contract, and the price is naturally high.

Wu Tao said lightly: "Then I'll help you shoot a series and send it to them." ”

"But I'm using your name......"

Wu Tao took it and saw that the photographer was his name, and he also attached his stage name: The sound of the waves is still the same.

Seeing that he was not angry, An Rong playfully stuck out her tongue and decisively sacrificed Shang Fang's sword.

"You promised me just now that you wouldn't be angry!"

Whether it is a paper or a work, the most taboo when submitting a manuscript is to not obtain the consent of the signatory. Because if you are not careful, you may cause unexpected trouble.

For example, if it weren't for Wu Tao's mind full of thoughts from his previous life, it would be really difficult to make a series for a while.

Seeing that he was motionless, An Rong thought he was angry, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry!"

After a while, Wu Tao came back to his senses: "Who said I was angry, I was thinking about how to shoot this series." ”

"Really?"

Wu Tao nodded and pondered: "What do you think moved them in the last work? Is it an animal theme, or some other element?"

"I remember you told me last time that it was 'cute' and 'cute', and I think it was this element that moved them. ”

"Heroes see the same!" Wu Tao affirmed, and he had an idea in his heart.

"But this 'cute' element, how to play a series of works? After all, the golden retriever is such a ......."

Wu Tao said confidently: "You don't know this, in fact, the Meng system is a very rich two-dimensional culture."

"The so-called sprout, which originally meant the germination of plants and trees, was extended to animals, indicating a particularly eye-catching and endearing attribute. For example, the arrogance and condescension of the golden retriever is a particularly attractive cute attribute. Extended to human beings, such as the cute cuteness of beautiful girls, natural cuteness, tsundere cuteness and so on. ”

"It has a lot of character and connotation ......"

The moe culture was introduced from the island country after 2000 in the previous life. So in these days, it is not surprising that Chinese people do not understand this cultural element.

However, in the previous life, the Meng culture developed later, showing great commercial potential and value, and even reached industrialization!

Wu Tao talked eloquently, this kind of cute style with huge market potential in the future is no stranger to him. But in An Rong's ears, it is not only fresh, but also interesting.

Speaking of later, Wu Tao's heart moved.

It is said that first-class photography depends on ideas, second-rate photography relies on technology, and third-rate photography relies on equipment!

This cute style is a very valuable idea, and maybe it can give him a place in the art world.

Combined with the accumulation of qualifications in the literary world, in the future, in this literary and artistic world, he can become a leading figure.

Thinking of this, Wu Tao perked up: "Then we will start the shooting of the work tomorrow, but this time we need to borrow some equipment from Qiu Meiren to use it." ”

Qiu Meiren is not a beauty, but a male artist with beautiful long hair, a young owner of a photography studio in the city, who is said to have studied at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and has a somewhat strange temper.

Last time, many of the promotional photos of the vineyard were washed by Wu Tao himself from his place.

Seeing that Wu Tao had an idea about this matter, An Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person relaxes and shows a lazy posture.

It's fascinating.

Wu Tao looked at it and looked at it, and he was a little stupid.

Until there was a noise outside the door, Aunt Zhang came back.