The leader of the society is a young man tall and thin like a bamboo pole with long legs. An old face with deliberately dressed clothes is like a college student who repeats N times.

He had a SLR around his neck, and saw Zhang Zi'an and Zhuang Xiaodie sharply. The boys under his hands gave him winks. They hung down the girls who were posing hard and hounded them both.

"How come you are here, everyone is waiting for you!" Said the leader, La Ladi, and looked up and down Zhuang Xiaodie. "But the clothing and makeup are in place, so be late, everyone will not be late. Blame you guys, go for the styling! "

Zhang Zi'an listened terribly.

He looked at the young man carefully, and felt familiar, but still couldn't name it.

However, in the past, he did not know anyone who knew him well, but he knew him in the tone of the young man?

Not only him, but Zhuang Xiaodie also listened to it—she knew Zhang Zi'an knew the president of the photography society Luo Qingyu in reality, but she should not know it in the dream world. Is there any loophole?

Zhang Zi'an stepped forward, grabbed Luo Qingyu's arm, and asked excitedly: "You know ..."

Luo Qingyu quickly covered his mouth, pretending to hold him by the shoulder and pulled him aside, and whispered, "Friend, please cooperate, our society is making a film, but the quality of the coser we invited is not good. , The only one that is okay and not very professional. If it continues, it will affect the prestige of my president ... so help me, I will pay for it! "

Zhang Zi'an: "... how much does it cost?"

Luo Qingyu stretched out a slap, "50."

"Dream?"

Even if Zhang Zi'an didn't understand the market, she also knew that Zhuang Xiaodie's peerless beauties of this level plus a stunning Hanfu, the appearance fee for friendly appearances was more than 50 yuan.

50 yuan is to send the pauper?

Is there enough money to make hair, make-up, skin care, prepare clothes, take a taxi?

"Then how much do you want?" Luo Qingyu let out his hands helplessly. "I'm still a poor student and don't have much money ..."

"No interest, no companionship."

Zhang Zi'an waved his hand and refused.

"Don't ... do me a favor, brother ..." Luo Qingyu's disappointment overflowed in words, cosser of the level like Zhuang Xiaodie, a rare occasion, and a rare occasion, how can you easily let go How about it?

Luo Qingyu was disappointed, and Zhang Zi'an was even more disappointed. Finally, he encountered a person who he suspected to know, but the other party was a self-professional person.

Although they deliberately avoided other people when they spoke, Zhuang Xiaodie gave herself extraordinary hearing ability and still heard their conversation, which made her worryless.

Luo Qingyu still had to continue entanglement. A priest-like person came out of the church with a slight cough and said, "Children, your energetic voice is very comforting to God, but there is a group of church members in this church. , Could you please temporarily move elsewhere? "

The priest was about forty years old, wearing a black dressing gown, with a gentle and courteous attitude and a smile on his face.

Luo Qingyu immediately expressed his dissatisfaction. He finally organized an outing filming event. He also happened to meet a beauty of the level of Zhuang Xiaodie. Of course, he didn't want to give up the door of the church that was used as a free background board.

Zhang Zi'an glanced into the church, and saw that there were many men, women, and children who were even in their fifties or sixties, sitting in the church, and stared at Luo Qingyu with dissatisfaction.

One after another came into the church, and the priest smiled and shivered with them one by one.

"Why let us go? This land is yours?" Luo Qingyu asked with a terrier neck.

Zhang Zi'an felt ashamed for him. They stood on the stone steps in front of the church door and looked at each other. They even asked if the land belonged to the church.

"It is indeed under the jurisdiction of this church." The priest smiled and nodded.

Luo Qingyu was not convinced and wanted to quibble again, but one of his boys quietly pulled his clothes and whispered: "The girls seem to have a lot of opinions and don't want to shoot ..."

It turned out that Luo Qingyu and their boys had touted the girls who were responsible for cos to the sky, boasting their looks and beauty, and their cos specialty, but as soon as Zhuang Xiaodie came, they were left aside. ?

The cold and warm turning of the world makes them feel that they have been greatly insulted. Even if they want to lie to themselves, they can't lie to them.

The lion on Zhang Zi'an made a big opening, maybe Zhuang Xiaode was on fire, and then there was a fire in the backyard. Luo Qingyu felt anxious.

"Don't leave now! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" He shouted as he ran, and the heavy SLR camera hung back and forth around his thin neck.

Zhang Zi'an didn't want to continue entanglement with this kind of person. When he left, Zhang Zi'an gave Zhuang Xiaodie a wink, which means that we should continue to move forward.

Zhuang Xiaodie nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, the priest suddenly took a step forward and blocked the way.

"We are not with them."

Zhang Zi'an misunderstood that the two of them were together with Luo Qingyu, and they were one of them, and quickly explained.

The priest did not look at him or Zhuang Xiaodie, but stared at the black and white kittens not far behind them, and said in a worried voice, "Is this kitten your pet?"

Black and white kittens have always been behind them, far and near, but they have been following, constantly catching butterflies, even at the seaside, but at this time Zhuang Xiaodie became the center of attention and was often ignored. its existence.

As if tired, the black-and-white kitten stopped catching butterflies, squatted a dozen steps away, staring at the priest with a burning gaze.

"Uh ... that's right."

Zhang Zi'an wanted to explain his relationship with the kitten, but felt that it was too cumbersome to explain and simply admitted.

"It's a cute kitten ... if so ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ please hold or hold it so that it won't get lost." The priest looked away and suggested casually.

"Lost ... what's wrong?" Zhang Zi'an listened to the priest's tone a bit strange, wondering that although the priests were kind, they were too wide, and even worried about losing a kitten?

The priest stared at it for a moment and said with a deep grin: "... Actually, there have been repeated cat abuse incidents nearby. I can't bear seeing such a cute kitten being poisoned, which is against God's love, so I reminded them two.

"Oh."

Zhang Zi'an was surprised, it turned out to be this way.

Zhuang Xiaodie frowned, suddenly interjecting: "Is the cat abuse serious?"

The priest smiled slightly. "Child, don't worry, I have reported the incident to the church members in the United States, and I believe they will come over soon to resolve such incidents."

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