Pei Yi is so obsessed and unenlightened, there will be no result at all.

"Hey, boy—"

Zhang Photography couldn't bear it, touched his beard, and turned his head to look at Pei Yi.

"Huh?"

Pei Yi came back to his senses in a trance and slowly looked sideways.

Those eyes, which seemed to be blue water, were staring at him with great seriousness and concentration.

It's a pity not to be a star with such an outstanding appearance.

Zhang Photography sighed, looked at his clean eyes, and suddenly couldn't say anything.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking you, is Miss Qiao good-looking?"

He turned his head around, and became inserious again.

Forget it, the so-called bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused.

When he grows up, this crush ends without a problem and doesn't even have time to start. may also become a precious scene in his future life memories.

After all, no one knows what the future will be like and what kind of people they will be with.

"Good, good-looking fart!"

Pei Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his slightly pale cheeks turned red.

Like a cooked shrimp, he was so shy that his eyelashes fluttered twice.

"I'm at the same table as her, and I've seen her ugly appearance a lot. How can you still feel now? It's not as appealing to me as the game is. ”

As he said that, he pulled his console out of his pocket and shook it.

"There's nothing wrong here, right? I'll leave first and go home and play games. ”

After that, he didn't wait for Zhang Photography to nod, he put one hand in his pocket and walked away.

It's just that from the back, it looks a little messy.

"Hey! Stinky boy! Are you a master or am I a master?! Did you talk to Master like that?! ”

Zhang Zhao yelled angrily at his back and waved his fist vigorously.

I really want to punch this stinky boy who is inconsistent.

Hearing this, Pei Yi didn't look back, and waved his hand lazily, "You don't look like a master, but like an old rascal!" Gone, something is contacting me. ”

After speaking, the figure had disappeared into the studio.

Old rascals?

Zhang Xiang rolled his eyes angrily, and the people around him covered their mouths, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

I thought to myself, it seems that Zhang Photography really likes him as an apprentice, and even his rude behavior is acceptable.

Isn't that what love is?

……

It was already evening when I returned to Jinyuan.

The sunset on the horizon is layered, like a fiery red sea.

In the gentle undulations, the beautiful golden light shrouded the entire courtyard in a soft light.

Magnificent to the point of incredible.

After Qiao Yu got out of the car, she stood in place for a while before walking in.

In the living room, Mr. Lu is holding a melon seed and teasing the parrot in the cage.

When I saw Qiao Yu coming back, my eyes lit up.

"Ayu, are you back? Are you tired from work? ”

"Grandpa is back, the work is going well, not tired."

Qiao Yu showed a well-behaved smile, walked over and teased the parrot in the cage, "And this line of work is my favorite job, so I can only enjoy it, and I won't feel tired." ”

Qiao Yu really likes to express her feelings under the camera.

When she said this, Qiao Yu cautiously peeked at Old Man Lu's expression.

I'm afraid that from his face, I will see some unhappiness.

In general, the elderly have difficulty accepting new things. Their concept is still stuck in the impression that artists are all actors, three-class and nin-rate, and they cannot be on the stage.

Yes, Qiao Yu doesn't want Old Man Lu to hate the industry she loves.