Lao Cai, formerly known as Xie Yan, a native of southern Henan, is a full-time photographer of Super Eight Studio, proficient in professional skills such as spying, candid photography, and tracking, and is one of the founders of the studio.

Because its name is very distinctive, and its work is related to photography, it is given such a nickname by everyone.

There are many people who call, and Lao Shot naturally accepted such a title, some people say that the heart is wide so fat, perhaps it is because of such a character, although he works on the front line, his figure is still getting fat day by day.

Lao Ji doesn't care much about this, in his opinion, as a man, body and appearance are secondary, and the most important thing is to have the ability to make money.

Unlike Guo Yao, an older single young man who feeds the whole family and is not hungry, the pressure of Lao Shot is obviously much greater, and he has a wife and children, and both parents are there, and he has to have a more realistic attitude towards life when he is thirty.

So Lao Yao doesn't understand Guo Yao's fanaticism, just like Guo Yao also doesn't agree with Lao Yao's obsession with money.

Although there are many philosophical differences between the two, at this time, they rarely have a common goal.

Shen Yiran!

This is a name that humiliated Guo Yao and made Lao Jiao ruin because of it.

After losing people at the Zhongxi Grand Theater in Xuanzhou City, the two people on the united front vowed to find this venue back.

A day later.

In the white commercial vehicle directly opposite the door of the theater, Lao Jie stared intently at the SLR camera fixed on the tripod, chewing gum in his mouth, and when the lights in the theater ticket hall dimmed, he smiled and said to himself with a relaxed expression:

"The surname Shen estimates that there is something to do today, and when tomorrow comes, we will definitely be able to follow him!"

Three days later.

The same place, the same scene, the same action, but the person who spoke was obviously much haggard, and the tone slowly turned into a chicken soup for the soul of self-encouragement:

"To be a paparazzi, all you need is patience, it's only been three days, since their band is rehearsing here, he will definitely come, success is often in the next second, as long as we hold on a little longer, we will definitely be able to follow him!"

A week later.

There was no movement in the van, and two bearded men snuggled together back to back, their eyes full of despair.

"Why didn't he come to rehearsal?"

"How do I know?"

"Are we going to keep guarding here?"

"Or else?"

"Can you not always ask me rhetorically?"

"And what do I say?"

“......”

Silence, long silence.

It was so quiet that you could even hear the two of them breathing.

After a long while, a weak voice sounded in the carriage:

"Old shot, shall we go back?"

"Not going to get angry?"

"It feels better to have Waldorf Astoria. ”

"Well, I think it's better to keep guarding!"

“......”

There was another moment of silence.

Finally, Guo Yao took the initiative to choose to back down:

"Old shot, Waldorf Astoria changed to a food stall, we won't follow this line. ”

When the words fell, I saw that Lao Shot was like a needle on a sewing machine, and he couldn't stop nodding, but he still asked with some concern:

"But how can the boss explain it?"

Hearing this question, Guo Yao touched the stubble that was a little prickly, and after thinking for a while, he said:

"Or... Let Xiao Zheng... Move the flowers?"

"Is that good?"

For this suggestion, the old shot was obviously a little hesitant.

"Let Xiaozheng not be too real with P, leave a little loophole, and release it in the days when his concert is about to start, disgusting and disgusting him, by the way, it can be regarded as venting for the two of us. ”

"Okay, this can be had!"

In response to Shen Yiran, the two hit it off and reached a unified opinion again.

A few minutes later, the white business van that had been parked outside the main entrance of the Zhongxi Grand Theater for a week finally slowly drove away from the parking space, and they had not been gone for a while.

A black Ferruccio SUV pulled up to the place where the van had been.

The car door opened, and out of it came a man and two women, one of whom was very tall, wearing tortoiseshell glasses, and under the dim street lamp, it was vaguely seen that his appearance was quite exquisite.

As for the other two girls, all dressed in professional attire, one holding a tablet in his hand and the other carrying a thick briefcase, it was clear at a glance that the two of them should be the boy's assistant or secretary.

"Sister Ni, is that Shen Yiran holding a concert here?"

After getting out of the car, the boy swept his bangs with his hand very handsomely, stared at the door of the Zhongxi Grand Theater with his eyes, and said in a faint tone:

"Da is hidden in the city, and I am really looking forward to the scene when I meet him!"

After speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, shaking his left leg slightly, but he didn't light the cigarette with a lighter for a long time.

"Ah Qiu, that..."

As if seeing something, the girl holding the tablet frowned slightly, and after a pause, she couldn't help but say:

"Did you take the cigarette backwards?"

"Ahh ”

Hearing the prompt of the assistant next to him, the boy's face flushed slightly, and after looking around, he quickly took his hand and gently touched it, and then wrapped the whole cigarette in his mouth.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this scene, the two female assistants sighed at the same time, maybe others would be surprised, but the two of them had already seen it, because the cigarettes in their boss's hands were actually just cigarettes and candy...

"Sister Ni, let's find a hotel nearby. ”

Chewing cigarette candy in his mouth, the boy casually ordered the assistant, and at the same time, the frequency of his left foot shaking increased a lot.

"Okay, I checked in the car before, there's a home around here..."

Just when the female assistant holding the tablet was about to say the name of the hotel, the boy waved his hand, and then stomped his feet vigorously regardless of the image.

"Ah Qiu, you are..."

"Sister Ni, my leg is numb when I sit in the car... It hurts..."

......

Shen Yiran was completely unaware of what was happening outside the door of the Zhongxi Grand Theater, and at this time he was leaning on the bed, teasing the second dog and asking in a low voice:

"Lingyi, do you think I should call my dad to come to the concert?"

"I don't know, can you just send a message and ask if your uncle is willing to come?"

Seeing her boyfriend struggling with that, Xu Lingyi shook her head, and then gave her own suggestions.

"It's not something he's willing to do, it's..."

After hesitating for a while, Shen Yiran said in a slur manner:

"It's such a long way, I don't really want him to go back and forth..."

"That's right, there is no direct high-speed rail to your home, and you have to transfer trains..."

Being able to understand her boyfriend's worries, Xu Lingyi bit her lip, and just when she was embarrassed about this, the mobile phone on her lap rang.

glanced at the screen, it was a message from Xiao Chu.

"Yiran, Sister Xiaochu asked me to thank you for the ticket for her, and said that she would definitely come over then. ”

After relaying the content of the text message, Xu Lingyi suddenly thought of something, shook Shen Yiran's arm, and said with a smile:

"Yiran, how about we get a live broadcast for my uncle at that time?"

Hearing this proposal, a smile appeared on Shen Yiran's face:

"This method is good, and when the time comes, open a live broadcast line for my dad!"