Translator: Zayn_
The two of them stood by the window and thought about their own things, and the conversation stopped.
When Jiang Zhihan heard Xu Qinian say that he wanted to pursue Song Qingyou, he felt annoyed for no reason. He really wanted to pounce on his cousin and scratch him.
While the two of them and the cat were having their own thoughts, Song Qingyou had already started filming.
Style-was already a trendsetter in the field of fashion magazines as early as when Xu Qinianâs mother took over.
Because the cover had always been a top artist or an international supermodel, the route had always been exquisite and high-end. Secondly, it had to be âbeautifulâ enough.
In the era of the rise of the internet, because Style was one step behind in publishing electronic journals, it had been difficult for it to leave other magazines far behind in recent years.
Therefore, Xu Qinian, who was in his twenties and had no experience at all, was suddenly appointed as the editor-in-chief. No one had confidence in him.
Some people were even making bets in private, guessing how fast Style would go bankrupt.
That was what the cameraman thought.
Until he started taking pictures of Song Qingyou.
âAlright, stretch out your left hand a little. Look at the camera. Donât be expressionless. Eyes, pay attention to your eyes-â
Seeing the person under the camera quickly pose in a posture that satisfied him, the photographer felt that this person was the right person to be hired for the inside page.
It wasnât just because Song Qingyou was beautiful, but also because of her ability to express herself.
The theme of this issue was vintage.
The stylist picked a black retro dress for Song Qingyou. Her hair was permed into curls and her makeup was heavy.
Under the camera, her skin was fair and her lips were red. Her beauty was flamboyant and sharp, like the reddest rose in the garden.
The current trend in the industry was to look like a little white flower. She looked approachable and would be more popular with passers-by. It also met the aesthetic standards of most people.
However, no matter how beautiful her appearance was, it could not compare to a dewdrop on this gorgeous rose.
The more Old Zheng took pictures, the more energetic he became. The shutter sound almost never stopped.
However, when he stopped looking at the photos in front of him, he could not help but frown.
Chen Lan couldnât help but ask, âWhatâs wrong?â
âThereâs nothing wrong-â
Before he could finish, Xu Qinian and Gu Xingchen came over.
âWhy arenât you continuing?â
The photographer showed the photos to the two of them.
âThe photos are not bad. They look good, but they donât feel specialâ¦â
Old Zheng couldnât give a specific reason, but he just felt that it was impossible.
Xu Qinian wasnât the kind of person who liked to interfere with his subordinatesâ work, so he said, âIf you think it wonât work, then change the style or pose before shooting.â
There was nothing much to say about her posture. Song Qingyou was very professional.
As for the styleâ¦
Old Zheng fell silent for a moment.
Xu Qinian turned around and asked his assistant for a bottle of water, then was about to hand it to Song Qingyou.
But before he could do it, Jiang Zhihan ran up to Song Qingyou and meowed at her.
Then, he turned his back to her and wagged his tail, looking very aggrieved.
Song Qingyou immediately ignored Xu Qinian and picked up her cat, asking about its well-being.
âZhizhi, are you feeling unwell?â
Xu Qinianâs hand froze.
Gu Xingchen took the bottle with a smile. âThank you.â
Just as Xu Qinian was about to say that the bottle of water wasnât for him, he saw the cat in Song Qingyouâs arm baring its teeth at him.
Then, Song Qingyou moved further and further away from him.
Gu Xingchen patted his shoulder and laughed. âIt seems that Qingyouâs cat hates you.â
âGenerally speaking, if a pet hates you, the pet owner will not like you either!â
âThereâs such a thing?â Xu Qinian asked suspiciously.
âWhy not?â
Gu Xingchen raised his eyebrows and refused to admit that he was talking nonsense.
At this moment, Old Zheng suddenly suggested, âTeacher Gu, do you mind taking a few photos with Song Qingyou?â
âWe donât have to put the photo in the magazine. 1 just want to give it a try.â
Xu Qinian looked at Song Qingyou, then at Gu Xingchen. Without waiting for the two to answer, he raised his fist and said, âI think itâs a good idea to take a photo of the two of you. If itâs suitable, itâs fine to put it on the coverâ¦â
âIâm fine with it.â Gu Xingchen asked,â Qingyou, what about you?â
âIâm fine with it too.â
Of course, Song Qingyou didnât mind working.
Hence, Gu Xingchen went to the stylist again and changed into a British retro outfit.
âAlright, the two of you stand in front of the camera.â
Elder Zheng directed the two of them to do the actions.
Unfortunately, the two of them had no tacit understanding at all and even hit each other several times.
Xu Qinian couldnât help but laugh. âYou guys are good at taking photos alone, but why are you like this when youâre taking a photo together?â
Group photos usually had priorities. Song Qingyou and Gu Xingchen donât agree with the other, so it would be weird if they could take the photo!
âHow can cat and dog factions have such a tacit understanding?â Gu Xingchen joked.
Old Zheng urged the two of them to try again. âBoth of you, relax and come closer.â
âYes. Qingyou, unbutton the top three buttons of your shirt and pull open the collar. Teacher Gu, take off half of your shirt.â
He obviously wanted to try the sexy style.
Gu Xingchen had a good figure, and with Song Qingyouâs black dress next to him, his figure was especially obvious and eye-catching.
Even so, Jiang Zhihanâs cat-like eyes still stared at Song Qingyou without blinking.
âQingyouâs collarbone is very beautiful. Show a little more of your shoulderâ¦â
âTeacher Gu put her hand on Qingyouâs collarbone and made a seductive gestureâ¦â
Just as Gu Xingchen was about to reach out, the cat that was sitting obediently on the chair rushed out in the blink of an eye and tried to jump up and pry Gu Xingchenâs hand away.
Song Qingyou quickly caught the cat.
Seeing that Old Zheng was about to lose his temper, Gu Xingchen, who subconsciously retreated, smiled and said, âYour cat might think that Iâm up to no good.â
âYouâre so loyal to your master. Youâre almost as loyal as my young pupper!â
Jiang Zhihanâs face froze when he was called a dog again.
Just now, he felt that Gu Xingchenâs attempt to touch Song Qingyou was an eyesore. Before he could think about it, his body had already moved a step ahead of himâ¦
He looked up at Song Qingyouâs expression.
As a cat, he shouldnât have disturbed her work. He couldnât help but feel a little guilty.
Fortunately, Song Qingyou wasnât angry. She just patted the catâs head and threatened, âIf you do this again, Iâll lock you up at home!â
Having been interrupted midway, Old Zheng could not get angry anymore.
He looked at the cat in Song Qingyouâs arms and suddenly had an idea.
âWhy donât we get this cat to take a few photos as well?â
Jiang Zhihan wanted to run away, but he wasnât as fast as Song Qingyou, so he was still held tightly in her arms.
Next, the two of them and the cat worked together to take another set of photos.
During the break, Xu Qinian tried to give Song Qingyou water and food, but he was interrupted by the cat every time and received a lot of disdainful looks from the cat.
Gu Xingchen was gloating.
Xu Qinian felt that if he wanted to chase Song Qingyou, he had to please her cat.
Hence, he asked his assistant to buy more than ten types of cat food.
Jiang Zhihan despised every one of them, but Xu Qinian was persistent. He looked like a eunuch serving the emperor.
Song Qingyou found it funny and secretly recorded a video.
Of course, Xu Qinianâs face was not included..