"Photography?" Ji Qingling could think that the people and things related to photography were Fang Zhongnan, the person who went to Africa to shoot lions, and the picture of her taking a photo with the lion with dessert unconsciously appeared in her mind, and she suddenly felt very messy.

"I'll recommend you a couple of photographers, and you can learn some entry-level techniques from them." Xia Zhu is very concerned about this matter, "You look at these photos, if you have a better grasp of the composition and light and shadow, it will definitely be more attractive, and the presentation is also very important, your tableware is very beautiful, the tablecloth is also beautiful, but it is too static, change a few more sets." ”

"I've got a lot of them." Ji Qingling hurriedly protested, she is a person with a lot of interest in life, keen on collecting all kinds of exquisite tableware, and she expressed strong dissatisfaction with Xia Zhu's "unchanged" evaluation.

"I know, I know, I want you to have different tableware and tablecloths for every dessert you make in the book, and find the best set for them according to the light and the color of the food, you know what I mean? Do you know why your click-through rate is so high? In addition to the fact that your recipe is thorough, one of the most important reasons is that you look good, the color, the flavor, the color is the first priority, and if it is published, you have to make the picture look more attractive in order to attract people's pockets. ”

"Food is not as good as beauty, and beauty is not as good as beauty." She blurted out, thinking of what Fu Zijun said and did in the kitchen that night, her face was immediately dyed with bright blood.

"That's right, chromophobia." Of course, Xia Zhu didn't know what she was thinking, and nodded approvingly, "When the time comes, the cover will be made with your photo." ”

"What are you kidding?" Ji Qingling jumped in shock. "Absolutely not."

"Why not? I've already figured it out, you wear an apron. Holding a cake and smiling at the camera, more down-to-earth. "Xia Zhu is a very thoughtful person. Since she planned the topic, she had to take into account every detail.

"Sister Xia Zhu, don't hurt me, I get goosebumps just by imagining that picture, I definitely can't, if I show my face, won't I be scared? Originally, the sales were not optimistic, and maybe not a single one could be sold at that time. ”

"I found that Zhang Yuan's evaluation of you is very pertinent," Xia Zhu looked at her seriously. "You have an extremely low self-esteem, any woman loves beauty, especially a girl of your age, how can she be inferior to her appearance to this point? I've seen a lot of women who don't know how many times uglier than you, and they are happily scratching their heads all day long, you are a beautiful girl, why don't you want to be on the cover of your book? ”

"I didn't win by appearance, I relied on intelligence." Ji Qingling laughed dryly, she never thought she was good-looking. She always thinks that this is self-knowledge, not inferiority, after all, it is not easy to convince a person who has been ridiculed and despised for decades that he is actually a beauty.

"Not bad, not bad. Although you have low self-esteem, you still have a minimum sense of humor. Xia Zhu pouted, "Young people still have to be confident." At your age, you should be more aggressive and have the momentum to ignore it. I used to help a few kids your age do the planning, although their talent may not be as good as yours. But they are all more confident than you, dare to dare to fight, so that they are not in vain in their enthusiasm and youth, don't be old-fashioned, I think you will drink tea and play the piano with Zhang Yuan and Gu Meiquan in the future, and all the sharpness on your body will be consumed. ”

Ji Qingling was speechless, her appearance is only twenty-four or five now, but her heart is already a woman in her thirties and forties, no younger than Zhang Yuan and them, this is the real reason why she can talk to them, if she wants to make her go forward like a young man, she really can't do it.

Ji Qingling was unimpressed with what Xia Zhu said, because she had never had a sense of reality, Xia Zhu just ate a few small snacks she made, how could she ask her to publish a book? It's child's play.

Originally, publishing a book with Zhang Yuan made her feel very mysterious, and publishing a book alone made her feel like she was dreaming, so she only thought that Xia Zhu was joking, and she didn't take this matter to heart at all.

But co-writing the book Chicken Soup for the Soul about food with Zhang Yuan is an ironclad thing, Xia Zhu's life-threatening serial calls quickly made her sober from extreme vanity, and she realized how difficult it is to be a writer, of course, she is not a writer.

Ji Qingling complained while taking the soufflé out of the oven, and Fu Zijun on the side couldn't wait to reach out, but was quickly slapped off by her hand, "I haven't set the plate for a photo yet." ”

"When you take a good photo, the daylily is cold, and the soufflé is also collapsed!" Fu Zijun said dissatisfied.

Since Xia Zhu finished talking that day, she really found a few photographers to guide her remotely, she chewed a few photography books, and every day she took photos of three meals a day plus snacks like handing in homework and sent them to them, and then they put forward suggestions for improvement, over time, the photos she took did make great progress, and the click-through rate on the food network also rose gradually, so that Qi Li, who was busy with website affairs, also wanted to learn, and now he is also following Ji Qingling, looking for those photographers to exchange experience in food shooting.

Originally, Fu Zijun was indifferent to this qiē, and even had a supportive attitude, even her camera of more than 100,000 yuan was a gift from him, but she kept the camera in the kitchen all day long, and she had to shoot when she was cooking, and she had to shoot when she was done, focusing on the left, focusing on the right, adjusting the angle of the east, adjusting the angle of the west, endlessly, she had to wait for her to finish taking pictures first, and he was tired if she was not tired.

"What's the hurry?" She gave him a blank look, "Can't wait a minute?" Forget it, this one doesn't look good enough to give it to you first. ”

"Alas, great writers really have shelves." Fu Zijun said sourly, "I, an idler, really have no status at home. ”

"My book hasn't been seen yet, you just say this kind of thing, if it's really published, do you want to call me a 'great writer'?" Ji Qingling put down the camera, feeling that his current photography level was simply improving by leaps and bounds, and the desserts presented by the plating and dimming were definitely more attractive than the real thing, so he handed the camera to him and showed off proudly, "How about it?" I did a good job. ”

"Well, it's basically the difference between a woman before and after makeup." Fu Zijun nodded frequently while eating, "It's more than enough to go out and bluff people." ”

"There have been too many things recently, Mr. Wang's tasks are heavy, Xia Zhu is urging him to be tight, and he has to dance and learn the guqin, so he has no time for himself." She was nagging while doing things, but fortunately, Zhao Yajing had stopped recently, which saved her a lot of worry.

"Busy man, you've been busier than me lately." He looked at her, although his mouth was complaining, his body was full of vitality, and he suddenly had an incredible feeling, she was completely different from when he first met her, "Have you ever thought about what you look like now?" ”

"What?" She looked at him quizzically.

"You've changed a lot."

Her hand paused, "Maybe, I didn't even think it would be like this, although I complain like this all the time, in fact, I feel quite fulfilled in my heart." ”

Now she feels that the twenty-four hours of a day are not enough, she wishes that the time could go slower, and every day is full, she has a lot of books to read, a lot of things to do, and many beautiful things that are worth her stopping.

In the past, she felt so difficult every day, guarding the wall clock at home every day, waiting for Fu Zijun to come home, hoping that he could look at herself more, and her life only revolved around him.

God gave her a chance to be reborn, did it make her understand that there are still many good things in life, which should not be missed, and people should live for themselves, so that they are the happiest.

"Even though you often complain, I like you like this." Every time he saw her peaceful and happy eyebrows, his mood also soared.

"Actually, I also like my life now, those complaints...... Hehe," she smirked, "do you think I'm annoyed by my duplicity?" ”

"What's annoying?" He reached out and scratched her nose below, "If you're happy, you'll be happy." ”

She giggled twice, "By the way, I have already bought all the jewelry that Chen Zhilei swept away, and I just sent it to Lin Yanping, now she should shut up." ”

"When the mood is right, it's unappetizing to hear their names." Fu Zijun looked unhappy.

"Actually, I don't think Lin Yanping seems to be targeting us much during this time, but she quarrels more with the Cui family, but I think it's better not to owe her as much as possible, lest she have a seizure one day and make everyone look bad."

"You did the right thing, we can make it up if we can, no matter what happens to their Lin family and Cui family, don't pull us in again." Fu Zijun looked tired when he thought of his mother, Zhao Yajing's defiled Cui Xinyi's jewelry was a joke in the social circle of City A, and the Fu family was also named a "thief", which made him feel guilty every time he thought of his father, "Those jewelry all flowed out of the black market in City B?" ”

"Yes, I always thought she would make a move in the capital, but I didn't expect it to flow out of City B, so it took a lot of twists and turns." She has been paying attention to the capital and City A, if it weren't for one of Ji Jingui's subordinates who went to the black market in City B, and happened to hear the inside story of this matter, she wouldn't have bought this batch of jewelry back so quickly.

So she couldn't figure it out, if these jewelry were sold in the capital, the price might be higher, but Chen Zhilei hastily sold them at a low price in City B, which was not like her usual style of acting. (To be continued......)