Pei Zhen frowned, and reached out to press him on the bed:

"Sit well, it's not honest with your legs like this. It's not impossible if you want to be discharged from the hospital?"

Pei Yan didn't toss anymore when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows and asked him:

"Seriously?"

"Naturally it's true, afraid that I'll lie to you?" Pei Chen's tone was a little gloating, "If you don't fool around, can you lie in the hospital?"

Pei Yan was not happy, and immediately said: "Is that nonsense? I am engaged in scientific research and promote scientific progress, and I have not succeeded now, but I will definitely succeed next time." ”

Pei Chen's face darkened after hearing this, and his eyebrows jumped twice: "Do you still want to next time, this time you are all escaping death, and next time I will directly prepare an urn for you." ”

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, and wanted to refute, but when he touched Pei Yan's warning eyes, he was deflated.

"Let's be honest, how can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Pei Zhen took off his glasses, and the lenses covered the light under his eyes: "Imperial Capital University will open on September 3rd, if you want to be discharged, you have to stay in school obediently, and at the same time, you must live on campus, and everything will obey the school's arrangements for the next half semester." ”

Pei Yanhu looked at him suspiciously: "That's it?"

"Well, that's all. Pei Zhen nodded.

What's so difficult about this, Pei Yan pouted in his heart, and it was not up to him to decide where he wanted to go when he was discharged from the hospital.

The two reached an agreement, and Pei Zhen didn't stay long, leaving a sentence of "No. 3 will give you discharge procedures" and left.

Pei Yan threw his pillow with an irritated face: "Damn, why do you have to wait a few days?"

As soon as she entered the magazine office, Shen Weiwei received a call from Song Wen, "Where are you?" I'll pick you up. ”

As soon as she got off the elevator, she saw Song Wen in a shirt and trousers, he was thin, and he looked bookish in this outfit.

She and Editor-in-Chief Huang made an appointment at 9:50 a.m., 20 minutes away.

When they entered, Editor-in-Chief Huang was still in the conference room, and the assistant made coffee for the two.

Song Wen straightened his waist, sat very upright, and reached out to comb the folds of his cuffs.

Shen Weiwei saw it in her eyes, put down the cup, and said with a chuckle:

"Senior, you don't have to be nervous, just treat it as an ordinary interview. With your ability, there is no way that Editor-in-Chief Huang will disagree. ”

Hearing this, Song asked the young and handsome man with a little embarrassment on his face:

"Did you see it? I thought I was covering it well. Actually, I went to a fashion magazine for an interview before. However, he could only apply for a photographer's assistant and joined a magazine, but later resigned and opened the studio because of his disagreement with other photographers. ”

Shen Weiwei smiled: "Senior, you are a maxima, but you just lack Bole." Trust me, this is your place to start a new life. ”

Song Wen stared at her sincere gaze, and quickly looked away, looking at the steaming coffee on the coffee table:

"Regardless of the outcome, I appreciate your recognition of me. ”

[Girl with a knife: Sprinkle sugar early in the morning, and the anchor still says that he won't flirt with men?]

[King Kong Barbie: That's it, the mouth says don't don't, the body is very honest!]

When she caught a glimpse of this sentence, Shen Weiwei's face darkened, and just as she wanted to refute, she saw that someone replied for her.

[Kafasir: It's flirtatious to say a few comforting lies, you girls are really low!]

She still has some impressions of this ID, after all, she is the first black fan in the live broadcast room, and there are even a few times when she can't help but fight with him.

Somehow disappeared for a while and then popped up again.

The glass door of the office was pushed open, and Editor-in-Chief Huang came in and saw them, and smiled gently:

"You're Song Wen?"

Song Wen stood up and nodded: "Yes, Editor-in-Chief Huang, hello!"

"Sit down, I heard Weiwei talk about you, you have also won foreign awards?" Editor-in-Chief Huang asked with interest.

Song Wen said calmly: "That's right, but I think the award is just in the past tense, and future works will be more important." ”

Editor-in-Chief Huang's tone was more gentle: "You are right, but there are still some differences between fashion magazine shooting and pure art, it pays more attention to commercial attributes, and it must have a visually impactful picture to attract the audience's attention, but it must not be too obscure." After all, you haven't been exposed to fashion magazine shooting, do you have the confidence to do the job?"

"Editor-in-Chief Huang may not know me very well, I have been photographing portraits for many years, not only ordinary people, but also fashion models. For me, there is no difference between photographic models, they are all carriers of beauty.

I build trust and tacit understanding with them, so that they are willing to show a natural stretch in front of me to explore their beautiful side. I think that such a picture full of natural beauty is enough to attract the attention of the audience, and the art of photography is not impossible to be appreciated by ordinary audiences. ”

Song Wen spoke unhurriedly, expounding his views appropriately, and although he refuted the editor-in-chief Huang, he did not give people a sense of aggressive oppression.

Hearing this, Editor-in-Chief Huang glanced at him in surprise and half-jokingly:

"Looks like I got the axe at the Banmen. ”

Editor-in-chief Huang has a literary background and has published many collections of essays, but he does not know much about photography.

Song Wen was a little embarrassed, and his face was slightly red:

"Editor-in-Chief Huang......"

Editor-in-Chief Huang laughed. Shen Weiwei interrupted him loudly, and smiled at Huang Editor-in-Chief, "I said earlier, Song Wen's ability is beyond doubt, haven't you also seen his group of award-winning works?"

Editor-in-chief Huang said: "I found it on the Internet yesterday and read it several times, and his works are very aura and unforgettable. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Song Wen a few times, and saw that his eyes were open, and his clothes were simple but not downcast.

And what he said just now did touch him, and he smiled helplessly and said: "Benson doesn't want to shoot, you also recommended the right person, so I naturally have no reason to object." I'll take care of the rest, and I'm happy to have it easy. ”

Walking out of the editor-in-chief's office, the two looked at each other and smiled silently.

Shen Weiwei took Song Wen to the studio downstairs, and said while introducing:

"I need to shoot a set of street shots tomorrow, and there will be an assistant to arrange it, but what should you do in the photo studio?"

Song Wen smiled: "The photo studio is easy to manage, just hang a closed sign, they will naturally go to other photo studios when they see it, although no one usually comes." ”

The audience in the live broadcast room saw it in their eyes and brushed up the barrage one after another.

[Cactus Ben Xian: Anchor Mao and Song Wen have just known each other for a day, so they have such a tacit understanding?]

[Open life: I just looked at each other and smiled, as if I was watching an idol drama!]

[Cute representative: (*/ω╲*) That is to say, the anchor will fall in love in the future, and I will ask the little brother in Song. ]

[Qafarsir: Huh...... A bunch of!]

Shen Weiwei silently supported her forehead, there is a group of fans who have over-supplemented brains, and she is also very helpless.

Standing a little farther away without a trace, she just wanted to speak, when she saw Zhou Chong walking into the studio.

She thought for a while and called Zhou Chong: "This is the new photographer Song Wen, please take him for a tour, and send me my shooting schedule as soon as possible." ”

It just so happened that Zhou Chong also came to find her: "Editor-in-Chief Huang has already explained just now, and I will take him to the company." Your shooting is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, the stylist and makeup artist are still Sister Zhu, and Xiao Ye will also follow. I'll resend it to your mobile phone for the shooting location, and you pay attention to the text message. ”