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Wen Shuyue suddenly came to the pressure, nervous way: "but I can't relax, just because I don't know in shooting, as long as let me know shooting, I can't relax."

She had tried many times before, but failed. Of course, Wen Shuyue had no confidence in herself. No matter what she shot, her body was as stiff as before, and she didn't listen to me.

"Miss Wen, don't worry too much. It's good for you to keep just like that. I won't ask you to do anything now. Just do it according to some postures in this picture."

In order not to put pressure on Wen Shuyue, the photographer quickly brought the album over. Wen Shuyue thought these movements were very difficult at first, but soon felt that was the case.

He Siming is a kind of calm person by nature. No matter what scene he is with, he can be calm. Even taking photos can be very easy.

"Can you tell me your skills? I really want to take photos well, but what should I do if I can't take them well?" Wen Shuyue stretched out her hand to carry his tie, and clearly said to let her act domineering, but as long as she saw he Siming's amber eyes, she couldn't be domineering.

This man exudes a strong aura. She can be equal to him, but there is absolutely no way to be stronger than him. This kind of thing can't be performed at all.

He Siming thin lips slightly hook, suddenly lowered his head to her ear, whispered: "with me, I can teach you, want to learn?"

"Hello, he Siming!" Wen Shuyue suddenly angry, a carrying his tie pulled him over, very overbearing looked at him.

What was this guy talking about? Let her be coquettish with him?

It's just a joke. When did coquetry become her job? What's more, coquetry can't be said to be able to be done. It's always revealed unconsciously.

"Well, well, this is very domineering. I think Miss Wen is very talented. She will soon find the essence." The photographer kept praising Wen Shuyue. The more he looked at those albums, the more he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Ah?

Wen Shuyue can't help but be surprised. She was angry with he Siming just now. When was she ready to shoot? Why was it taken and praised for no reason?

Seeing her confused face, he Siming couldn't help reaching out and stroking her forehead, and said with a little helplessness, "didn't I just teach you? But also let you take a very good picture, how do you still don't know anything now? "

"When did you teach me?" Wen Shuyue looks at him innocently, and her beautiful eyes are full of words I don't know.

After staring at her for a long time, he finally reached out and knocked her on the head: "I really want to know what's in your head. If it's all water, you can just pour it out."

“……” Wen Shuyue can't help rolling her eyes. If her eyes can kill people, he Siming will die thousands of times now.

The next shooting was not very smooth, but it was quite good for Wen Shuyue. The photographer was also very satisfied with her. Of course, he Siming was the most satisfied.

After the shooting, the photographer kept gazing at them and praising them. He was so proud that Wen Shuyue was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. He, if you go to be a star, it will definitely be popular all over the world. As for the photos I took, you are really perfect. God has given you all the best things. Your photos are really perfect artistic expression. If I have the chance, I would like to take photos for you."

Wen Shuyue had a headache when she heard these flattering words. She couldn't help rubbing her temple.

Maybe she thought that Wen Shuyue was angry, so the photographer shifted her goal to Wen Shuyue, and then praised her: "Miss Wen has already been quite powerful, so soon she can find the essence of taking photos, and can perfectly cooperate with Mr. He, which really saves us a lot of trouble."

Originally, Wen Shuyue just thought that the photographer was flattering all the time. Now she thinks that the photographer is not sensible at all. She knows what she doesn't want to hear and has to say so.

In the end, Wen Shuyue couldn't listen any more, so she said with a dry smile, "when can I get the photos?"

"Soon, I'll give it to you as soon as I wash it." The photographer didn't even want to blurt out. After all, he couldn't afford to offend the two people in front of him.

Wen Shuyue nodded, then said with a polite smile: "goodbye later, we have to go back first."

"Well Well, well The photographer seems to be disappointed. He looks like he has something to ask for.

In fact, even if he doesn't mention Wen Shuyue and he Siming, he knows that it's just to get their negatives, and then keep these photos and make them into albums, so as to attract more customers.

They look at each other. Wen Shuyue's eyes are obviously discussing with he Siming, trying to make him speak.

He Siming took his eyes back. He looked at the photographer faintly. There was an irrecoverable seriousness in his low magnetic voice: "all these photos should be given to me. You can't keep them privately.""Mr. He, don't worry. You have already said that. Of course I dare not keep it." The photographer seemed to have guessed this for a long time, and quickly nodded his head.

Seeing that the photographer was so obedient, he Siming left with Wen Shuyue. After a day's shooting, they were really tired. Now they just want to have a good hot spring bath.

But one of the worst things about this hotel is that there is no separate hot spring. The hot spring here can only be soaked by them together, and the men and women are still separated.

After learning this, Wen Shuyue retreated, took he Siming by the hand and said, "forget it. There are so many famous hot springs in the world. We didn't say we had to be here."

"It's OK. There's a way out." He Siming patted her on the back of the hand, simple words still gave Wen Shuyue a great sense of security, as if he could do it as long as he said this sentence.

He Siming asked the receptionist to call their boss, and then he took out his mobile phone to answer the phone. He didn't know what he had said to them. As a result, the waiter looked at them respectfully.

"I'm sorry to neglect you. The hot spring is only for two people. Please enjoy it." The service lady kept bowing to them, and her attitude towards them was much better than before.