"Shoot album cover?" Tang De narrowed his eyes and swept Raymond up and down: "Hip-hop music album? ”

"yes, that's right, man." Raymond felt that he was so lucky that he casually ran into a photographer who matched his preferences: "You know, I have been preparing for this day for eight years, twelve lyrics, each of which is my experience, my family, my brother. Wow, I can't wait to get them on the major radio stations. ”

"That's pretty cool." Don De expertly raised his fist and bumped fists with Raymond.

"That's right, it's cool." As soon as Raymond finished speaking, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and he handed the camera in his hand to the little brother next to him, took out the phone and connected it.

After the younger brothers got the camera, they wanted to hang it around their necks for safekeeping, but suddenly saw the exciting photos on it that were enough to shock the eyeballs, and they immediately couldn't help but fumble through it.

It turns out that when the sperm worm is in the brain, a man can learn anything in a very short time, obviously he has not touched the camera, but this little brother just found its operating logic by instinct.

He looked at them one by one, foaming at the mouth, and the people around him gathered curiously, or tiptoe or shoulders to look at the edge photos on the camera screen.

"Boom."

Arcade suddenly felt that the eyes of many black boys had become hot when they looked at him.

They weren't like that before!

She forgot about Tang De's humiliation of her for a moment, showing off her body lines to the fullest, and pulling down the zipper from time to time to reveal a little bit of skin.

And Davis, who was behind Raymond, felt as if there was an extra green grassland above his head, and his eyes were about to pop out with hatred, but how could he scare off all his companions with his strength alone.

He could only watch everyone blushing around the camera, leaving himself here to be impotent and furious.

At the same time, Raymond was also in conversation with his agent.

"Yasen! Good news for you. Raymond's voice was a little broad, the rough style of Big Brother: "There's a photographer who shoots very well is going to join us!" Yes! ”

"Really, believe me, it's a great shot!"

"You're going to love it, okay, hang up!"

Raymond hung up and said to Donde, "Hey, man. Next week Yasin will fly to New York, and then we will shoot the music video and the cover, and he will come to meet you. ”

Tang De raised his eyebrows: "No problem, do I need to prepare anything?" ”

Raymond waved his hand, "Of course not, man, I don't think you have any problems at all." When the time comes to find a few sexy chicks, I'm standing in the center, whoa, whoa, whoa, just thinking about it makes me get excited. ”

He frothed at the mouth and said all this, as if the American dream was about to come true, but Tang De was not impressed: "Okay, then I can leave now?" ”

"Of course!" Raymond handed the wallet on the stool to Donde: "Man, come on, your things." ”

Because he only pinched one side, the wallet was turned open by gravity, revealing a delicate card with a police logo tucked into a transparent compartment.

Raymond was stunned for a moment, then picked up his wallet and looked at it again.

Sure enough, it was the same as what he remembered.

This is a membership card given by the local police brothers in New York to all regular donors, it is said that there are three levels of junior high school and high school, and the junior is a silver police badge, and the one Raymond has seen is exactly the same as the one in front of him.

And the holder of that card, a black singer he admired, was attached to his car.

Damn it!

Raymond was angry, turned around and put his wallet on his brother's face, covered him with his body, and whispered angrily in his ear: "Damn, look what you're doing!" He has a connection with the police department! Not the average person! Do you want to kill yourself! ”

Davis was a little dazed, and his tone revealed panic: "Then, what should I do?" ”

"Leave it to me, boy!" Raymond squeezed his brother's shoulder.

After speaking, he directly stepped forward and hugged Tang De's shoulder, thoughtfully put the wallet into his clothes pocket, and patted it with his big thick hand: "Brother, I want to apologize for my reckless brother......

Tang De curled the corners of his mouth, he didn't expect that the junior membership card that his father bought before his death was quite useful, at least it could bluff some people in the slums.

Raymond didn't listen to Raymond's rambling apology, but heard his promise to earn himself a higher hourly wage.

And he also stuffed a fee for today's photo shoot.

When the two confirmed their collaboration, Raymond smiled happily, as if he had seen the Grammys beckoning to him.

Tang De didn't know what to say, could this guy be some well-known rapper in later generations, how could he be so confident?

Then I thought about it and felt reasonable, it was precisely because of the low vision of this group of guys that they felt that success was very simple, as long as they hung up the gold chain and sang two hip-hop sentences, they could gain a lot of fans and tickets, and go to the peak of life.

But they often forget their true level.

But it has nothing to do with him, he's just a photographer who takes money to take pictures, and at most makes his album covers more eye-catching.

After negotiating the time and leaving the contact information, Don De took his camera away from the hands of the chicken-moving black boys, and by this time their gaze on him had completely changed.

It's like looking at an authoritative mentor, with excitement and admiration in his eyes, and it's clear that I've been impressed by his shooting skills.

Tang De was calm, he had seen a lot of this kind of gaze in his previous life, and at his level, it was no longer him who went to find someone, it was Fu Ji begging him to shoot.

Because it's an honor to be photographed by him! All like-minded people will regard the girl who appears on the camera as a new generation of Tang girls, and it will be widely circulated.

But that's all in the past.

Don walked back to the white neighborhood in the cool evening breeze, and when he reached the door, he heard his mother's voice coming from inside.

"Regias! Stop it! I told you to stop! Don't get the floor dirty! ”

"Louis! You too, dare to fiddle with your brother's guitar, be careful that your brother comes back and beats you! ”

Just like in the past, Donde's family has always maintained a lively atmosphere.

Even if this lively atmosphere is a headache for her mother Carmela.

"Jingle bell!" The wind chimes at the door rang, Tang De pushed open the door and walked into the living room: "I'm back." ”

"Brother!" Regias, who was rolling on the ground, stopped his movements and honestly got up to greet him.

Louis, on the other hand, put his hands behind his back and stared at his brother as if nothing had happened.

Tang De didn't blame the two little ones, just stretched out his hands and touched their little heads, let them continue to play happily, and then walked to the kitchen.

Mother Carmela was busy in front of the stove: "Why did you come back so early today?" Is the job over? ”

"No, not today, but there's a job next week."

Tang De picked up an orange and peeled it for himself, tearing the white orange on it little by little, and explained to his mother: "I'm going to shoot the album cover." ”

"Album?" Carmela turned around and put the pan on the island countertop, put a large bag of vegetables bought with the relief money into the sink to wash, and wondered as she picked: "What, do you want to shoot a photo album for a female star with big breasts?" My big photographer. ”

She knows very well what her son is usually doing, and Tang De never hides it.

"No, it's music, it's a music album."

"Thankfully, it's not about those nude magazines." Carmella folded her hands in prayer.

Don De shrugged, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Nude magazines make money quickly, Carmela." ”

"You and your father are carved out of the same mold, Tang used to tell me this when he was trading stocks, but you see, he owes a lot of debt after his death. His wife and children live in the slums. Although there was some complaint in the words, Carmela said it with a smile.

Tang De knew that his father used to be a family that went off the rails, after all, the status of the Chinese at that time was indeed very low, and they could make money by hard work, but they couldn't make a lot of money.

"Don't worry, I won't follow my father's old path."

Tang De comforted his mother, ate oranges, and suddenly remembered the smell of shower gel he smelled from Scarlett, which was also citrus.

So he picked up the orange and put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Well...... It smells so good.