At noon, the sun was blazing, and the sun was very scorching.

Li Zao took a taxi over.

As soon as I came, I was dumbfounded.

Times Square is full of people, and under the iconic big screen, it has become a street photography channel.

There are more models, and more photographers.

The square side also understands the traffic password, and the big screen that originally played the advertisement was full of scroll bars at this time, and the scrolling content was today's date and time.

What made Li Zao even more dumbfounded was that the clothes worn by those who were photographed were extremely similar to the one on her.

But the quality is extremely poor.

Her private clothes are all casual and simple style, and yesterday in order to receive Ji Honghai and Ji Li, she specially changed into an elegant long skirt.

A long silk dress in water blue, with a small stand collar, three-quarter sleeves, and embroidery of small bamboo leaves on the neckline and placket.

Exquisite, national style, very with the characteristics of a small jasper in the south of the Yangtze River.

This dress was brought by the workers when the silk machine came, and it was from Su Ma's hand, and she and Su Kui were one by one.

However, at night, the light is dark, and the true color of the clothes cannot be photographed, let alone the details of the clothes.

Those girls who follow the trend and imitate the style of long skirts are almost the same, but the colors are very different, some are green, some are gray, and the texture is mostly chiffon or cotton and linen, and there is no delicate embroidery.

A few of them also brought men to the street to take pictures, clearly imitating the combination of a domineering president and a gentle wife.

Seeing this, Li Zao didn't dare to walk over except for embarrassment or embarrassment.

A photographer on the side whistled at her, "Beauty, it's all here, go ahead." ”

Li Zao: "......"

"You go, feel free to go, I'll shoot it for you." The photographer held a long lens in one hand, and guided her movements with the other hand, scratching her head and posing in various ways.

Li Zao shook his head and retreated with a dry smile.

"Beauty, don't go, you look so beautiful, don't miss this opportunity to become an instant hit."

...... "I thank you."

"Eh, I don't lie to you, several of them are on the hot search, wrong for this wave of popularity, it's hard to rub it again."

Li Zao hurriedly ran away.

Finding a shady place, she was going to communicate with Ye Qingshan again.

took out his mobile phone, and at first glance, he saw a popular push - "Mrs. Lu himself appeared in Times Square, there is a picture as proof!" ”

She shook her hand and clicked it open.

Oh, the title party is shameful, what me, isn't it just that group of fakes?!!!

The comments of netizens are hilarious - "You guys are so uninteresting, you don't even call me." ”

- "There are so many Lu Tai, does Mr. Lu know?" ”

- "Hahahaha, I didn't expect Times Square to become a big winner, and the advertising cost on the big screen will be doubled." ”

- "Hey, that uncle, at least put on your wig, Mr. Lu is not the Mediterranean." ”

- "This is Mr. Lu thirty years later. ”

Li Zao saw it, angry and funny.

However, this is just a ridicule of the imitators, and Lu Xiangning's behavior of not responding for a long time is still a scolding - "How difficult is it to come forward and say what Mrs. Lu said?" I'm afraid that the real Mrs. Lu will already be crying to death in the hospital ward at this time. ”

- "I still love husband and wife, I'm sorry, my wife is sick and hospitalized, and my husband is cheap in the middle of the night, but it's really affectionate." ”

- "Mr. Lu, look for me, it's inconvenient for you to come out, I can send it to the door, wait for your private message." ”

Li Zao's heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.

Xiao San was photographed, and everyone wanted to wear Mrs. Lu.

And the real Mrs. Lu was photographed, but she was scolded as a little three vixen.

Lu Xiangning is wronged, but he really deserves it.

Just as she was thinking, a large shadow suddenly fell overhead, and when she looked up, she suddenly saw someone coming.

"You ......," she was startled, more surprised, "what are you doing here?" ”

Lu Xiangning was holding an oil-paper umbrella, yes, it was an antique oil-paper umbrella bought from a street vendor.

He held an umbrella over her head, wearing no sunglasses or a mask.

You know, it's abrupt enough for him to be a business man in a suit and leather shoes with an oil-paper umbrella, and he still shows his face.

There are so many people here, so many shots, does he want to be known to the whole world?

Li Zao lowered his voice and asked again, "What are you doing here?" ”

Lu Xiangning was very hot, and beads of sweat the size of beans were pouring out, "What are you doing here, I'll come here for what." ”

He Bing followed beside him, and sighed when he heard this, alas, all the way in vain.

What he taught was obviously "I'm here to find you", Mr. Lu learned it in his brain, but he didn't learn it in his mouth, what a waste...... Ahem, forget it, you can't scold the boss!

Li Zao asked angrily: "On such a hot day, you and I will come out to play?" ”

Lu Xiangning opened his mouth to complain, "My back is soaked, are you willing to come?" ”

He Bing was speechless and looked at the sky, oh my God, is the boss's shrewdness limited to the business field? Why are you so emotionally ......

What a big piece of waste!!

At this time, the photographer who wanted to shoot Li Zao before chased after him with a single-lens reflex, and he took a shot without permission.

Lu Xiangning didn't look back, the sound of "clicking" behind him, and the flash lights that lit up quickly, made him quickly hang his face.

He Bing stepped forward and stretched out his hand to block the camera, "What are you doing?" ”

"Dude, don't don't," the little brother hurriedly protected the long camera and said with a smile, "I just watched the picture of these two handsome guys and beauties together being very beautiful and unique, so I took it." Well, you can take a look at the photos, and if you are satisfied, I can give them to you, for free. ”

As he spoke, the little brother raised his camera and began to flip through the photos.

He Bing leaned over to take a look, not to mention, this photo was really good.

The wife tilted her head back, angry.

And Lu is always a back, a tall and majestic man, holding an oil-paper umbrella, leaning over to shade his wife.

This picture made He Bing think of two words - admonishment!

Flip forward, there is a personal photo of the wife, beautiful and refined, noble and elegant, each of which can be taken out separately to enjoy.

"How? I did a good job, right? The little brother asked triumphantly.

He Bing said: "It's not that you shoot well, it's that Mrs. Lu is beautiful." ”

"Who?" The little brother's voice was raised.

Li Zao sat still and didn't move, and Lu Xiangning turned around slowly.

The little brother's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to stammer, "Lu Lu Lu...... Mr. and Mrs. Lu? ”

Li Zao immediately realized that Lu Xiangning's goods had been exposed, she took a deep breath, raised her head, straightened her chest, sucked her stomach, put her hands together on her waist, and instantly turned into the eldest lady from a scholarly family in Jiangnan Water Town.

Lu Xiangning stared at the little brother, "Aren't you shooting?" ”

He Bing patted the little brother on the shoulder and ordered, "Dude, shoot, shoot better." ”

The little brother was excited, said yes, raised the SLR and pressed the shutter continuously.

One to ten, ten to hundred, and soon, all those who knew and didn't know came to this side, and they were all pressing the shutter.

Facing this large area of magnesium lights, Li Zao's expression had already frozen, she looked at Lu Xiangning, her mouth smiling, her eyes glaring, "What can I do now?!" If my ugly photos leak out, you will spend money to destroy them for me! ”