Chapter 1711 Born in the corner (25)

Buying clothes now is a trivial matter for Chuzheng, but Chuzheng can do it in minutes.

Sang Yu was a little frightened: "You want to film so many sets?"

When will this be finished? There simply aren’t enough hours in the day.

"No." Chu Zheng only picked out one set and put on the others, and then asked the store to send the rest to her home: "Only one set will be taken."

Am I crazy for taking so many photos?

Sang Yu took a slight breath: "Then you bought so many?"

"Is there a problem?" Do you think this is what I want to buy? Not even forced.

"No..." How could he have any objection to her spending her own money.

Sang Yu paused: "Actually, that red skirt should look better on you."

Her skin is very good, and the red color brings out her aura even more.

Chuzheng: "..."

Doesn't this look good on her?

Chuzheng took a look in the mirror and felt good about herself, mainly because she looked good.

"Change to that one, I'll take you somewhere." Sang Yu said.

"..."

Chu Zheng doesn't often wear long skirts because she finds it difficult to move around, and she has to worry about being exposed when she moves her hands.

But since the good guy card is required, how can one refuse the good guy card?

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I wasted time shopping for clothes and traveling, and it was almost noon when we arrived.

Sang Yu was not in a hurry, and took Chuzheng to have lunch first, and then took her to take pictures after the meal.

The architecture of this place is really suitable for taking pictures, the light is also very good, and there are many people coming here to take pictures.

The troublesome work of taking pictures is torture for Chuzheng, sometimes doing this and sometimes doing that.

Sometimes after posing for a long time, the photos don’t look good.

Chuzheng felt that this was torture.

And the person who tortured him was still his good friend.

She endures it!

Girls can't say no.

Sang Yu showed the camera to Chu Zheng: "It will be very beautiful here at night. Do you want to take pictures of the night scene?"

night view……

Chuzheng nodded quickly: "Okay."

The night view would take several hours, so Sang Yu took Chuzheng around the neighborhood and took some street photos of her.

“Have you ever thought about opening your own photography exhibition?”

The man who lowered his head to look at the photos paused for a long time and said, "Little classmate, what do you think the photography exhibition is?"

Did you open it when you wanted to?

For Chuzheng, if you have money, you can drive, and you can really drive if you want.

"do you want?"

Sang Yu put down his camera and looked at the sun that was gradually setting on the horizon: "There is no photographer who doesn't want to open his own photography exhibition, but there are very few people who can actually go that far."

Most people are just ordinary people who can play with cameras.

The back of Sang Yu's hand suddenly felt warm. He looked down at the hand holding his and followed the white wrist.

The girl reflected in her pupils slowly said: "As long as you think about it, it will come true."

As long as you want……

Sang Yu felt the back of his hand burning, and the scorching heat flowed along the blood veins to his limbs and bones, and his heart was throbbing.

At that moment, it was like a door that had been closed in my heart was opened, and something was reviving.

Sang Yu froze for a few seconds and wanted to withdraw his hand.

The hand holding him pressed him gently, not giving him a chance to pull back.

Sang Yu didn't dare to look at her again, and looked at the sunset in the distance, which reflected the gorgeous colors in his pupils.

-

Sang Yu remained frozen until nightfall, and his palms were already a little sweaty.

"Let's go." Sang Yu's voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes fell on the vegetation on the ground, not daring to look at Chu Zheng: "It's almost time."

Chuzheng stood up, but still didn't let go of him, and even held his hand even harder.

"Chu Zheng-san..."

Sang Yu called her in a low voice.

"Huh?" Chuzheng tilted her head to look at him: "Aren't you leaving?"

Sang Yu looked at her hand holding his: "Can you let go of me?"

"You didn't struggle just now. You've been holding me for so long. Does it make sense to let go now?" Chuzheng said confidently, "Let's go."

Sang Yu: "..."

Although I think it makes no sense, I can't refute it.

There was no one around at this time, and there was only the sound of wind and no lights, but the sky above was particularly beautiful.

This is a night scene that cannot be seen in the city.

On the blue sky, stars are scattered and shining brightly.

Sang Yu was about to start working, and Chu Zheng had no choice but to let go of him.

Sang Yu tried to take a few pictures first and thought it was OK, then asked Chu Zheng to prepare.

"Come over there, don't look at the camera." Sang Yu pointed into the distance and let Chu Zheng pass.

Chuzheng stood at the location designated by Sang Yu and walked over as Sang Yu said.

The people Sang Yu saw through the lens seemed to be covered in starlight, which always made his heart beat faster.

He exhaled slightly and concentrated.

He was dazed for a moment, and the person in the camera looked this way at some point. Through the camera, Sang Yu met her gaze.

It was as if she could see through the lens, into his eyes, into the depths of his soul...

Sang Yu forgot to react until the person in the camera walked towards this side.

"Don't..."

Sang Yu moved the camera away, wanting Chuzheng to stay still, but Chuzheng had already walked in front of him, and Sang Yu's voice was stuck in his throat.

The face in his field of vision kept getting bigger, and Sang Yu's lips felt slightly warm.

Sang Yu's mind exploded, and the bright colors were like a signal breaking through the fog.

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Sang Yu returned to the studio, sat in his chair and wandered for a while, with the scene at that time filling his mind.

He got up irritably, went to the bathroom to take a shower and put on comfortable clothes, and then sat in front of the computer.

All the photos in the camera have been imported into the computer, and Sang Yu clicks on one of them.

The girl in the photo is wearing a long red dress, with a corner of the skirt fluttering up in the wind. The girl's face is slightly tilted, her profile is perfect, her chin is slightly raised, showing a bit of arrogance and confidence, like a queen looking down on the world.

Five minutes later, Sang Yu threw down the computer and went to the bathroom, and the sound of water started to sound immediately.

After Sang Yu came out, he closed the computer, sat on the bay window on the second floor, and looked at the street outside in trance.

Buzz——

[Transfer] Please confirm receipt

Sang Yu looked at the name for a long time, his fingers hanging in the air. After a full minute, his fingertips landed on the screen.

[Sang Yu:? ]

[A little more cute: wages. ]

[Sang Yu: No need. ]

Sang Yu didn't ask for Chu Zheng's money. He looked at the input box and clicked on the keyboard, wanting to send something, but he didn't know what to send.

After a long while, he returned to the home page and threw the phone on the bed.

Sang Yu took the cigarette from the side irritably. He was about to light it, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he just held it in his hand.

Sang Yu confiscated the money, and when he opened the door the next day, he found a box at the door.

There was a wad of cash inside, along with a note and breakfast.

Sang Yu: "..."

How big is her heart? So much money, just dropped at his door?

Sang Yu counted the wad of money and found it was twice as much as what she had given him yesterday.

He didn't take it and doubled it?