Just when Zhao Rui introduced to Mingyu that "Master Fei once served as a special photographer for a top domestic magazine", the two were talking when they suddenly heard a smile: "Hey, wait, do you still remember this? I forgot that set of photos I took haha."

Mingyu and Zhao Rui turned their heads together, and then they realized that at some point, Master Fei Zhennan, was walking behind Zhao Rui and listening to them with a smile.

At this moment, the rhythm in the studio returned to normal. Originally, Zhu Wei wanted to come over and say a few more words, but when he saw Master Fei walking straight to Mingyu, he could only grit his teeth in resentment, and then walked away reluctantly.

Mingsi has seen many palace-level world photography masters in their previous life. Most of them are European and American, and there are few Chinese. In this life, China has developed and prospered. According to Zhao Rui, it is obvious that Master Fei has successfully crushed a group of European and American photography masters and can rank among the top ten in the world.

Such a famous photographer has such a kind and amiable personality?

A smile flashed through Mingyu's eyes, he nodded gently and said respectfully and humbly: "Hello, Master Fei."

Master Fei obviously has no master style and no airs. After listening to Ming Hyundai's greetings, he smiled and said, "I heard them say that you seem to be Ming Hyundai. Your camera feels very good, not worse than the top supermodels I have seen. I just don't know how your show feels like. But with your camera ability, I think you will be ahead in this industry sooner or later."

Mingyu smiled and said, "You have over-rewarded."

Master Fei waved his hand and laughed: "I'm telling the truth, but kid, you have to keep working hard, you can't relax." After a pause, Master Fei glanced at Mingyu up and down, and said cheerfully: "Mingyu, I have something I hope you can agree to."

Upon hearing this, Mingyu was stunned: "Master Fei, you said, as long as you can help, I will never refuse."

Master Fei nodded in appreciation and said, "When Xiao Luo took photos of you just now, I took a few photos for you. I hope you can agree to me save these photos." After pausing for a while, Master Fei added, "I think your agent has told you that the clothes you are wearing are designed by my daughter, right?"

Zhao Rui smiled dryly and touched his head, which was considered a default.

Mingyu turned around and looked at his agent who was exposed and explained to him: "Master Fei, we don't have that meaning. I think the design of this outfit is very strong and quite spiritual."

Master Fei smiled and said, "It was indeed designed by my girl, and it's nothing to say. She has followed me everywhere since she was a child and has seen a lot of things, so you don't have to praise her anymore. But today I want to leave with the clothes you are wearing."

After hearing this, Mingyu was a little stunned: "Take this outfit on me?"

Master Fei sighed and said, "Have you noticed that in this set of youth-themed denim clothing, you are not sociable?"

Mingyu nodded gently: "...It's a little bit."

"After my girl designed this set of clothes, I told her directly that this is the best outfit she designed in this series, but it is not suitable for this set of series. Her philosophy is: 'The clothes you designed yourself should make most people look good.' But I think you also understand that this set of clothes has high requirements for the wearer, and not everyone can perform perfectly among professional models."

Listening to this, Mingyu's eyes narrowed slightly—

Is this the vision of a hall-level master? It's really savvy and sharp.

Smile opens, and the simile says, "So, are you trying to take this outfit back and prove it to your daughter?"

Unexpectedly, Master Fei smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, this set of clothes is mixed in this series and was accidentally sent to "Shi Entertainment Fashion". I originally planned to take this set of clothes to meet an old friend today, ask him to help put on this set of clothes, take a few photos for the stubborn girl in my house to see." After a pause, Master Fei said, "Didn't you notice that this set of clothes is larger than yours?"

Indeed, when Ming Si was wearing this outfit, he was wondering why the size of the dress was larger than that of him. But he only regarded it as a difficult problem for himself in the magazine, but he did not expect that the clothes were made according to other people's sizes, but-

This person has a really good figure...

The thought of praise passed by Mingshi's mind, and Master Fei continued to say: "You have a good deal of your clothes. Even if you don't have the same size, you can handle them with appropriate folds and secret clips. If you hadn't seen your performance in front of the camera just now, Mingshi, I really thought you were a designer like my girl."

"Thank you for your compliment."

"You are really good, so I want to ask you to allow me to keep your photos and give your photos to my stubborn girl to let her know some of her wrong perceptions. In this way, I don't have to worry about my old friend, nor do I have to owe him a favor. His favor is not easy to owe!"

Metaphor: "…"

As if he realized that he had suddenly said something was missing, Master Fei curled his smile, took out a white-edged and gold-burned card from the business card holder and handed it to Mingyu, and said, "Little kid, you did me a favor today. If you have something, you can come to me at any time."

It was not pretentious, Ming Si took the business card and smiled humbly: "Master Fei, it is my honor to be able to help you."

After the two said a few more words, Mingyu changed the clothes on her body and asked Master Fei to take them away directly. According to Master Fei, he planned to find some ordinary people to put on the clothes and take a few photos, and tell his daughter the "non-universality" of the clothes.

Looking at Master Fei's back as he left, Zhao Rui sighed: "I didn't expect that Master Fei Zhennan Fei, who is famous, has such a kind and kind personality in private. I think these masters always have a weird temper."

After hearing this, Mingyu smiled slightly: "Brother Zhao, parents are always very patient when facing their children. Master Fei ran around for his daughter, working hard and owed favors. I think... he is a very qualified father."

After asking Sister Lin to help unload her makeup, today's shooting task was actually completed, and the two drove away. In the car, Mingyu closed her eyes without any reservation and fell asleep in the passenger seat.

Last night, in order to study the relevant content of "Shi Entertainment Fashion", Mingyu stayed until 12 o'clock. Later, in order to ensure the quality of sleep, he also exercised appropriately in the house like he did in his previous life to ensure that he could fall asleep until he closed his eyes, and then lay on the bed and entered deep sleep.

Today is early morning and I arrived at the headquarters of "Shi Entertainment Fashion" located on the other end of the imperial capital, and I struggled all day. Now that it is approaching evening, Mingyu is so tired that he even squeezed out his strength to speak. After he barely reached the car, he finally had a good rest.

Another red light, Zhao Rui looked at his young model's tired appearance and couldn't help but smile helplessly, then took out the small blanket in the car and carefully covered it for Mingyu.

"You work hard, you are only 17 years old, and you will have a better future..."

A round and golden sunset slowly fell towards the other end of the horizon, and the magnificent and red sunset in the sky rendered the entire sky into a cloud kingdom, as beautiful as a burning cloud.

The white business car drove onto the imperial capital elevated road and quickly disappeared into the crowded traffic. On the other end of the imperial capital, a tall and tall man stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, squinting his eyes at the endless sea of ​​cars downstairs, not knowing what he was thinking.

"... Then, I don't have to worry about helping me take this photo. Although he is just an unknown little model, the hard photo effect is very good, and I think it is enough to show the contrast."

Hearing this, the man curled his thin lips slightly and laughed jokingly: "So, Mr. Fei, this... doesn't you have to owe me a favor?"

Master Fei laughed without any concealment: "Yes, if I owe you a favor... tsk, it would definitely be a terrible thing. Since the children can shoot so well, you don't have to worry about it anymore. I don't owe you a favor anymore. I don't owe you a favor anymore. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

The man's magnetic low laughter came from the phone. Although he was laughing, Master Fei somehow felt a trembling all over his body, and a bad premonition came to his face.

Sure enough! The next second, Master Fei heard the man say this: "But Mr. Fei, for you, I have invited a fashion show today. You said...what should I do?"

The man's tone was calm and he was laughing, but for Mr. Fei, who was familiar with him, he felt a little chilled.

Master Fei thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in horror: "What you wouldn't say is the autumn fashion show in Milan today, Kruka, right? Wait, when will you take on this show? Haven't you taken on it for more than half a year? The show you took on last time was your own brand?!!!"

On the other end of the phone, the man calmly replied: "Kruka invites me to be a guest on the show."

“…”

"I rejected Kruka's invitation, which made Kruka very sad. As his good friend, I was also sad."

“…”

The kid Kruka still knows how to write the word "sad"?!!!

"I think it will take some time to make up for the friendship between us, and this may require a lot of effort."

“…”

Fart! Just wave your hand, the heartless brat Kruka will follow you over happily?! It runs faster than the Husky!!!

"Old Fei, what should you do if you say...?"

“…”

You have used honorific words, what should you do if you say this…………………

If I had known that I would have been blackmailed by this sinister, cunning and deceitful man in the end, I should have asked him to take a set of photos!!!

With such a remorseful thought, Master Fei made a favor and deeply regretted Mo Ji.

In front of the clean and huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Muse Building, the dazzling sun shines brightly and thoroughly.
Chapter completed!