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Why aren't you sleeping at this time of the night? Liu Beibei wanted to beat Gong Wan’er up a little, so she grumpily picked up: "What are you doing, not sleeping in the middle of the night?!"

"Bei Bei, did you get off work?"

"You know I'm not off work, then why did you call me? What's the matter? Why does your voice sound so weird, could it be that you have quarreled with Mo Zhaoyun again? How long have you two been married? It's not good to quarrel every now and then. " Mo Zhi's face flashed past Liu Beibei's mind, could it be that the men of the Mo Clan were all like this? Scum?

"Well, no, there was no argument." Gong Wan’er immediately denied that it was not a quarrel, but a cold war. It was still her unilateral cold war.

"No quarrel? Then what happened to you? Are you not at home or aren't Mo Zhaoyun not at home, why haven't you slept at all in the middle of the night? " Liu Beibei felt that even if Gong Wan’er and him hadn't fought, there must be something going on. Otherwise, Gong Wan’er would definitely not have not gone to sleep at this time. Furthermore, if Mo Zhaoyun was by her side, she would definitely not make a phone call. Mo Zhaoyun's temper, wouldn't he smash his phone if he was disturbed to sleep?

"It's really nothing..." Gong Wan’er was a bit hesitant, he didn't know how to reply. After a while, he finally clenched his teeth and asked: "Bei Bei, is Mo Zhaoyun and I incompatible?"

"Hmm? What are you talking about? You two are getting married and you're having a good match? And I think the two of you are quite compatible. " Liu Beibei thought about how the two of them looked harmonious and felt that it was very good. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.

However, Gong Wan’er was suspicious of the authenticity of Liu Beibei's words, "Are you lying to me? Look, I want to have no education, no content, family background is not good, said to be a vase, that is also not a very beautiful vase, a lot of women are better looking than me ah. As for Mo Zhaoyun, he was successful in his career. He was in his early thirties, a golden bachelor, better looking than a celebrity, with a body that was more standard than a model's. What did he see in me? How are we compatible? "

"Um... Maybe you don't know it. I have always felt that you would be eaten alive by Mo Zhaoyun, that you would do whatever he says, and that he would spoil you to the point of being unruly. As the two of you stand together, you should feel that the atmosphere is especially harmonious, as if even Mo Zhaoyun can soften the atmosphere. You probably haven't seen how Mo Zhaoyun looks like when you're not around, feeling like he's a god of death. You two are complementary, really. " Liu Beibei racked her brains to express her inner thoughts, but she was still a science student, her ability to speak was truly limited.

"Is that so..." Gong Wan’er really did not notice any of these. Isn't Mo Zhaoyun also very good to Gu Chen? How does he look like a god of death? Perhaps Gu Chen held an extraordinary position in his heart.

"Yeah, that's right. Where are you right now? Are you not at home?" Liu Beibei's intuition told her that Gong Wan’er was not home.

"I'm in the school's darkroom. I'm going to take a few pictures." Gong Wan’er told the truth.

"I'll pick you up." Liu Beibei was done changing, he bent down to change his shoes. It was still dark outside, and she was only a girl, so Liu Beibei couldn't be at ease no matter what.

Gong Wan’er stopped her, "Don't come, I have to think of something myself. Maybe I really do have a lot of bad things to do, or why else would I always be the one looking for this. " If he changed it a bit, wouldn't it be much better?

Hearing her determined tone, Liu Beibei knew that she would not go back with him. Furthermore, he was in school, his safety shouldn't be a problem, so Liu Beibei agreed.

After hanging up, Liu Beibei took out Mo Zhi's phone number. She did not have Mo Zhaoyun's, so she could only send him a message. She told Mo Zhi that she was at school, and told him to pass the message to Mo Zhaoyun.

Mo Zhi was woken up by the sound of a text message, so he passed the message to Mo Zhaoyun and went back to sleep.

Mo Zhaoyun hadn't slept the entire night, so when he saw this message, he finally relaxed a little. He knew that Gong Wan’er was safe and sound. But soon after, his mood became even more downcast. Even if he stayed at school, did he not want to go home?

Gong Wan’er thought about it for a long time but still couldn't think of a reason. The sky began to brighten when he finally remembered to wash the photos. When people start to busy themselves, it's easy to forget about time. It's the same for Gong Wan’er. She looked at her watch. It was time.

"Teacher?" Gong Wan’er stopped what he was doing.

The trainer was holding a file on his phone. He looked at Gong Wan’er and unconsciously frowned, "You've been busy the whole night?"

Gong Wan’er nodded in embarrassment, he had not been busy the entire night thinking about things for a long time.

Seeing Gong Wan’er working so hard, the teacher grabbed the documents tightly. This matter... He still had to do it, for her selfishness as a mother. The teacher threw the folder onto the table. With a cold expression, he said, "Your work is not up to standard. Try again."

"Repeat?" Gong Wan’er could not believe it, it shouldn't be, her work would definitely not be rotten to the point that it needed to be remake. She remembered how many famous photographers had praised her work that night! "It can't be that bad!" Teacher, did you see wrongly? I feel that my work can't possibly be that bad. "

The instructor naturally knew that Gong Wan’er's works were not bad. Not only was it not bad, it was even the best among all the works. But what could she do when threatened? The instructor couldn't bear to look at Gong Wan’er's bloodshot eyes. He turned around, only to see Gu Chen leaning on the door, looking at her with an innocent smile.

The teacher couldn't help but clench her hands into fists inside her sleeves, and finally controlled her voice. "Do you have any objections to letting you take another shot? Are you suspecting that I'm targeting you? "

Gong Wan’er naturally knew that it was impossible for her master to target her. After all, her master had always been good to her. However, these works should not have been reduced to an unqualified state!

Gong Wan’er picked up the document bag and held it tightly in his hand. After a long period of silence, he said: "Alright, I'll try again."

Although he didn't understand why, it was the critical moment of graduation, so he should just listen to his mentor. Gong Wan’er chose to retreat once more, as if she had always been accustomed to doing so.

Gu Chen silently praised his teacher, then jumped in from outside, looking like he had just arrived.

"Ah, you want to retake, Evening Elder Sis! "It's fine. I also need to shoot a movie. How about we go shoot it together?" Gu Chen had the same smile on his face as the day before. Her expression was the same every day.

As Gong Wan’er was in pain, and had stayed up all night without sleeping, he did not have much anger in his heart regarding Mo Zhaoyun and his inexplicable request to reproduce his work. More of his feelings were of grievance and discomfort, and he was unconvinced, and was unreconciled. Now that Gu Chen had appeared in front of her again, still looking like a lively and beautiful girl, Gong Wan’er felt even more stifled in his heart and did not say a word.

Gu Chen liked to see Gong Wan’er's desperate look. Every time he saw her, he felt really good about it. Gu Chen thought that Gong Wan’er's silence was tacit acknowledgement. He looked at his mentor happily, but there was not a trace of a smile in his eyes. "Teacher, when will we turn in our work?"

"Before May." The instructor couldn't help but tremble when he saw Gu Chen's fake smile. This was a demon! The instructor walked out in panic, not daring to look at Gu Chen again. "I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Tsk, this teacher isn't funny at all. Gu Chen played with his hair and looked disdainfully at the back of the instructor as he left. After adjusting his smile, he walked to Gong Wan’er's side. Without asking for Gong Wan’er's opinion, he dragged her along, "Let's go, let's go. "It's okay if you don't have a camera. I'm in the car with the camera. Let's go together."

Gong Wan’er pulled out his hand abruptly and shook Gu Chen off.

Gu Chen was stunned. Yo, the little kitten can go berserk too? After that, Gu Chen changed into a delicate and touching look, as if he would cry at any moment.

"Evening Elder Sis, did I make you unhappy? Are you angry? "If you don't want to accompany me to take a photo, then I'll go by myself. Don't be unhappy, it's all my fault …" Gu Chen didn't know how many times he had performed this trick since he was young. He was always familiar with it, and this time was no exception. Tears were coming out of his eyes and he admired himself.

Gong Wan’er couldn't stand this situation the most. His head hurt a little, but she suppressed it down, so he could only reach out and hold Gu Chen back. "I'm not angry, let's go."

Gu Chen looked at Gong Wan’er's hand in his own. Then, he hugged Gong Wan’er and went on to hold his arm. "I knew Evening Elder Sis was the best. Indeed, foolish woman. To think that even a lady acting like a spoiled child could not help but feel sympathy for her. How could someone like you possibly win?

"Evening Elder Sis, I will bring you to a construction site in Summoning Big Brother Yun. I know that foreman, I can bring you in." Since young, Gu Chen had relied on his family's background to get to know many people. Adding to that, Mo Zhaoyun had often brought her along, so Gu Chen had a lot of people who were able to eat well.

"Isn't it supposed to be a photo shoot? Why are we going to the construction site?" Gong Wan’er held Gu Chen's camera in his hand as he studied whether her camera was useful or not. With one look, one could tell that Gu Chen was an expert. He didn't use a digital camera, but a film camera instead. Nowadays, many people like to use digital cameras, because the data stored for a long time, not easy to lose, and also very clear. However, people who really took pictures would still choose the older film camera and go to the darkroom to wash their own photos.

"Because my theme style this time is desolation, decadence and beauty, and it is similar to the national style of the last time. But it just sounds like it, I only took pictures of the Dark element's heavy metals. " Gu Chen was well aware of what kind of person he was in his heart. She was even more aware of the way a person was photographed and the innermost feelings of his heart were inescapable. She was dark and selfish and violent, so the pictures she took were also very dark.

Gong Wan’er didn't feel that there was any problem with her style. In terms of her personal ability, she felt that the Gothic dark style photos were good, and that they were specially designed to test the cameraman's abilities and to deal with them later. Thus, Gong Wan’er had a new understanding of Gu Chen, and that was that he was very serious about photography.

"It looks like you really like photography." Gong Wan’er was still studying her camera. This camera was too awesome, she was unwilling to let go and keep holding it while she slept. She was indeed the daughter of a rich family. Her cameras were all nearing six digits.