The two came to Hutong Lane.

"Yo, the car didn't stop at the door today."

Wen Qi looked at it from a distance, and he was talking about a sidecar motorcycle, and the grocery store owner Brother Qiange was riding a handsome girlfriend.

It's called [Secret Base], it's actually a joke, a little joke between girlfriends.

Because it was the first time I came to college, I listened to many stories and was deeply shocked, for example, Yu Fei skipped class to work in high school, helped Gu shop here, and also drew pictures to design jewelry......

And all these experiences, she kept them all from her family; As for whether the family is clear, there is no point in pondering it now.

Push the door in, and the clerk politely greets you.

The new face is a young man with a gentle temperament, and it is estimated that he suddenly saw his favorite star, he was a little nervous, and he didn't dare to look at Yu Feiwan, and he was slightly embarrassed to reply.

"Sister Jing is not here, these two people, they have a lot of opportunities, it is really difficult to touch." Wen Qi swept the clothes shelves and asked for two glasses to drink.

This antique grocery store called "Worry-free" is run by a couple, mainly selling vinyl records, second-hand clothing, and collectibles from all over the world, practical art... Anyway, it's mostly weird gadgets.

Yu Feiwan belonged to the earliest group of regular customers, and often came with backpacks and school uniforms.

Although she was still childish at that time, her outstanding appearance and tall and stretched figure already exuded the atmosphere of a little goddess as a whole, and she was quite eye-catching wherever she was; And he is very discerning and knowledgeable, has the right idea, and has bought the boss's favorites several times.

After dealing with each other a few times, the relationship gradually became familiar, and the two young bosses felt that this little girl was energetic, and Yu Feiwan also saw that the little couple lived differently from the people around her.

In short, it's fresh and cool to look at each other, and they've kept in touch for so many years.

The so-called "karmic meeting" in life is sometimes really wonderful.

Wen Qi saw that Yu Fei chose a super-large imported hardcover album late, and glanced at the cover: "... A documentary photo album? I'm going to give it away. ”

"Who to send, I'll see for myself." Yu Feiwan casually flipped through the pages, his fingertips moving very lightly and slowly.

"See for yourself? Okay, I'll be you. Wen Qimo rubbed his chin and praised while smacking his touch, "To tell the truth, the first time I met your superstar at the back of the theater, he said to take pictures of a group of uncles and aunts, I thought it was a trouble, but I didn't expect it to be a documentary..."

"What our family..."Yu Feiwan raised his eyes and glanced at him with disgust.

Wen Qi snorted and deliberately quipped: "Why are you so sensitive, aren't the fans all our brother longer and our brother shorter?" ”

"......" Yu Feiwan's ears were red.

"Look at the reaction on the Internet, bull break! The superstar's camera movement is definitely professional, or a few years of hard work, how many photography enthusiasts can play like that? It's just that the little white fans believe it. ”

Fashion photography is part of Wen Qi's daily work, and she has also been in contact with and collaborated a lot with commercial advertising directors, so she pays more attention to "Good Morning Hometown" by Eno than food, from this perspective.

"It's a pity that the documentary is too unpopular and the audience is too small." Wen Qi continued, "Even if it is on the hot search, because of Jiang Ye's own fame, the degree of discussion is more than that of some online comprehensives, but after all, it is a niche art ......"

Yu Feiwan has been sitting quietly.

Hearing this, she closed the album, her expression was quite serious, and her tone was steady and determined: "I don't think so."

Although it is a documentary theme, the content is food. The people regard food as the sky, what is bigger than the 'sky'? This coverage is from the old to the young, everyone cares about eating, and the audience is theoretically unlimited.

Besides, 'people' refers to ordinary people, he shoots breakfast, market life, more down-to-earth than many traditional documentaries, and the short video form also shortens the distance between documentaries and the audience to a certain extent.

Speaking based on ratings, documentaries can't be compared with variety shows, but he used a new attempt to break such a fixed fact. Look carefully at the reaction on the Internet, of course, being able to enter the hot search has something to do with him being Eno, but the focus has to be a good work, isn't it?

Just like some designers, if they leave the endorsement of the brand, no matter how famous they are, if the design is bad, die-hard fans may not pay for it. ”

"......" Wen Qi kept nodding.

The shock in my heart was like hearing about the rebellious deeds of the poppy for the first time here.

"Honey, did you find it?" Stunned for a moment, Wen Qi compared "six" with one hand, and summarized teasingly, "We've known each other for six years, and usually you don't think much of your words are too much to use electricity, but just now I was stunned for a small composition."

Okay, I'm going to be confused. Defend him like this, and say it's not your family? ”

"I'm just talking about things..."Yu Feiwan staggered his gaze, picked up the water cup on the table, and swallowed several sips in a row.

Wen Qi pursed his lips and leaned back on the sofa with his arms crossed: "Then why don't you ever discuss something else with me, hey." ”

Yu Feiwan: "......"

"Remember what Ben Xian'er taught you to sign and dissolve the Dafa, right?" Wen Qi cleared his throat and clicked, "I know you don't like to sell miserably, and you can't pretend to be a little cabbage, what do you care, you have to express it like you just did, otherwise the little essay will be blind..."

"Alright. You don't plan to participate in Fashion Week for your next ready-to-wear collection, I will be a model for free, and if you want to hold a show, I will go to Shencheng to support you on the spot. How do you arrange to listen to Boss Wen, okay? Yu Feiwan said and settled the account.

Wen Qi glanced at the calendar, knowing that this was not coaxing, balanced, very heartwarming, but one yard to one yard: "I can let my sister work in vain, you take care of your injuries first, who will we follow, when you have a schedule, I will make an appointment in advance, and I will not be polite." ”

……

The two chatted for a while.

Stepping on the meal to enter the door is not decent, the time is about the same, Yu Feiwan called a taxi, and after separating from Wen Qi, he arrived at the destination in ten minutes.

She hadn't been back to her parents in a while.

If you want to say that it is also your own home, but the mood is always unhappy, as if you are a student to cope with the pre-exam review, while you are too lazy to do the questions and have to do it, you want to care about it life or death, and quickly pull it down after the exam.

In the upscale neighborhood of the Second Ring Road, where the greenery is excellently groomed, Yu Feiwan walked slowly through a cluster of townhouses where her family had moved from her father's school's teachers' dormitory shortly after she was born.

- "Aunt He. ”

- "Eh, I'm back! I haven't seen you in months. Come on, Professor Yu is waiting in the study. ”

- "Okay, you're busy. ”

After a few words of greeting on the first floor, the housekeeping aunt continued to water the flowers, the kitchen and dining room were empty, Yu Feiwan sighed in his heart, and inexplicably felt that something unpleasant was going to happen later.

She straightened the strap and went straight to the second floor.

The door of the study is open, the simple and cold Chinese decoration style, the cabinet is full, and the richness of the collection of books is striking; Walking further inside, there is a screen, separated from the place where Yu Zongxian works on weekdays.

"Professor Yu." Yu Feiwan lightly slammed the door twice, and before entering, he tugged on his left sleeve to block the bruises that had not completely subsided, "Dad." ”

Inside, Yu Zongxian hung up the phone of the program producer, and heard the footsteps early, until this sentence, he looked up with a smile and responded: "My daughter is back, is it cold outside?" ”

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PS: Ahem, the future husband is an auxiliary.

Is it okay to apologize with sincerity? While typing and getting K, someone next to me said that apologizing is formalism, that's right... The relatives who urged the vote have nothing to repay, it is better to polish the outline and update it steadily, otherwise there is no bottom!! Sing good luck to everyone who bought a football lottery ticket in the air, get ready!