Play Nice

Chapter 115: 115
On Friday morning, Xiao Dong received a call from Jing Zhao.

"Tomorrow you come to the imperial capital."

"Do you want me to bring anything?" Xiao Dong thought it was business, and he wanted to bring a camera or equipment.

Jing Zhao said, "Bring someone."

Xiao Dong is confused: "Who are you taking?"

"You wait in the studio, she'll be there tomorrow morning."

Jing Zhao didn't say any specific points, but Xiao Dong said yes.

"Send her directly to Zhouzhi's studio."

Xiao Dong said yes again.

Xiao Dong knew very little about Teacher Jing's private life, and even Xiao Dong felt that Teacher Jing was a camera machine with no private life, so he didn't think much about letting him bring someone.

Also on Friday morning, Zhou Zhi also received a call from Jing Zhao.

To be honest, Zhou Zhi and Jing Zhao are not that close, at most a purely business relationship. Jing Zhao doesn't really make friends with women.

"It's strange, you actually took the initiative to call me."

Jing Zhao directly stated the purpose: "Tomorrow, the studio will lend me a use."

"Why did you lend me?"

Jing Zhao owns two studios.

"I don't have the right set on my side," he said.

"What picture are you going to take?"

"Portrait."

Jing Zhao rarely takes portraits.

Zhou Zhi hadn't heard of which artist Jing Zhao was going to collaborate with. She was curious: "What style?"

If it is a common style, there shouldn't be a suitable set on Jingzhao's side.

He didn't say anything, just asked, "Do you want to borrow it?"

"Borrow it."

Zhou Zhi smelled the melon.

On Friday afternoon, the business leader invited the whole group of colleagues to have afternoon tea. She hummed a song while washing her hands in the bathroom, with four big characters written on her face - I am super happy!
Sister Zhou asked her, "Is there anything good? You are in a good mood."

The little girl in the mirror smiled like a flower: "It's Friday today."

"and then?"

She was super excited: "Tomorrow Saturday."

Sister Zhou couldn't help laughing: "So happy not to go to work?"

Not because of not working.

Shang Lingling squeezed a small lump of hand sanitizer and rubbed it happily: "I won the lottery again. It's a ruby ​​bigger than last time. I will go to the imperial capital tomorrow to receive the award."

When she was in a good mood last time, she also said that she won the ruby ​​prize.

Has ruby ​​become so popular in the lottery world?
Sister Zhou guessed that the little girl was playing dumb riddles, and joked: "Is this award issued by the state? How can you get it, I want to get it too."

She shook her head quickly: "No, I took it all away."

Sister Zhou is going to be killed by her cuteness. She has already given birth to three children. Sister Zhou wants to have another daughter.

Forget it, in case another son is born, it would be a sin.

The weather on Saturday was fine, with no wind and no clouds, and the winter sun was like a mother's hand, warm and gentle.

As soon as Xiao Dong moved out the sign of the photo studio, someone came in, a young and beautiful girl.

The little girl was polite and polite: "Hello."

"Hello." Xiao Dong asked, "Are you still taking pictures?"

It was the business leader who came to take a ride: "Jing Zhao asked me to come here."

She called Teacher Jing Jing Zhao, and if it was a model, it was not an easy title.

Xiao Dong said politely, "Oh, it's you."

"My surname is Shang, just call me Xiaoshang."

Don't dare, I'm not sure she's the future boss.

No wonder Xiao Dong thinks so much, it is really because Teacher Jing is too pure and self-righteous, and usually does not interact with the opposite sex. Now that there is a girl of the right age, the right appearance, and the special care of Teacher Jing, it is difficult for Xiao Dong to think too much.

Could it be that the old iron tree is blooming?

"Miss Shang, I'd like to trouble you to wait a moment. I'll reply to the email first."

"Ok."

Xiao Dong made a cup of coffee for the business leader, and then went to reply to the email. He also took the time to send a WeChat message to He Jiang in the imperial capital.

Xiao Dong: [He Jiang! 】

He Jiang: [? 】

Xiao Dong: [Mr. Jing asked me to help him take someone to the imperial capital]

Xiao Dong: [it's a girl]

He Jiang: [Your surname is Shang, right? 】

Xiao Dong: [How do you know? 】

He Jiang: [I also carried her]

The last time He Jiang took Teacher Jing to the airport, Teacher Jing asked him to send the girl back to Huacheng. Teacher Jing described the girl as beautiful and even remembered what she was wearing, and told him not to talk too much.

Xiao Dong: [Is she a prospective boss? 】

He Jiang: [Stable! 】

*****
It's imperial time now: ten o'clock in the morning.

Jing Zhao was in Zhouzhi's studio, answering the phone, and it was Chen Yedu who called.

"There's a camera I want you to look at for me."

Jing Zhao said, "I don't have time today."

"Have you returned to Huacheng?"

"No."

Chen Yedu asked, "Have you been invited to the Great Drama Festival?"

"Please."

"Presenters?"

"Ah."

Chen Yedu was also a guest of honor: "See you at night."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Zhao continued to set the scene.

Zhou Zhi watched from the side, this set was not Jing Zhao's usual style, it was very feminine and bold.

The whole set features dark blue tones, the whole wall is landscaping, the wall is covered with vines, and a big hole is broken, there are abandoned bricks on the ground, there is an old swing, next to the swing is a man dressed in blue. doll.

One of the vines was torn off, revealing a gray-white wall on which a stick figure was drawn, which was the back of the girl.

The ground is full of blue enchantresses.

The set has a strong sense of fragmentation and loneliness.

If Zhou Zhi guessed correctly: "The model is a girl?"

Jing Zhao snorted. He was using sandpaper to polish the outline of the drawing. He didn't ask his assistant to help. From yesterday afternoon to the present, he has done every detail by himself.

He Jiang knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Jing, Xiao Dong and the others are here."

Then Zhou Zhi met Jing Zhao's model this time.Zhou Zhi was not surprised at all, she saw the signs last time.

Zhou Zhi waved to say hello: "Miss Shang, we meet again."

Shang Ling took it back and said, "Hello, Teacher Zhou." Then he looked at Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao finished polishing the last brushstroke, giving the whole painting a shabby feeling.He wiped the ink on his hands and asked He Jiang, "Has the makeup artist arrived?"

"arrive."

Shang Lingling stood beside Jing Zhao obediently and looked around curiously. This was the first time she had seen Jing Zhao's work in the studio. She didn't understand the set, but she was very excited when she thought that this was Jing Zhao's work.

Jing Zhao had just painted, the clothes were stained with oil paint, the sleeves of the black sweater were rolled up, and half of the blue enchantress fell into the folds of the sleeves. He didn't pay attention, and let the blue be hidden in the clothes.

"You go to make up first." He said to the business leader.

"Ah."

Shang Lingling followed He Jiang out of the studio.

There's one last prop missing from the set: chains.The chain extended from the inside of the wall, and the other end was locked on the swing.

Zhou Zhi held his hands and looked at Jing Zhao: "Mr. Jing, tell me the truth."

Implications: What's the matter?

Jing Zhao concentrated on what he was doing without raising his head: "It's just what you think."

Oh, what a blast!
In return for begging for melons, Zhou Zhi decided to stay and give Jing Zhao a (see) blow (hot) hand (cause) in person.

Shang Lingling put on full makeup and was led back to the studio by a female makeup artist. She was wearing a lace-up nightdress and a down jacket over the nightdress.

Jing Zhao chose two cameras, one was a film camera sent by the business leader, and the other was a digital camera.

Zhou Zhi volunteered: "I'll give you some light?"

Jing Zhao said, "Please avoid it."

Zhou Zhi: "..."

The assistants and makeup artists all went out, and Zhou Zhi, the last one, also went out.

Jing Zhao locked the door.

In the studio, only he and Shang Lingling were left.There are two chairs outside the set, a blanket is placed on one chair, and Shang Lingling sits on the other chair.

Jing Zhao put down the camera and walked in front of her.

"nervous?"

She clutched her clothes with her fingers and nodded: "nervous."

She played even the more extreme ones that year. She thought she would not be nervous, but in fact, she could hardly breathe, and her whole body was feverish.

Jing Zhao squatted down and took off the anklet on her feet that didn't match today's set: "Shang Lingling."

She stared at him blankly.

He has the most beautiful shadow and the most gentle light in his eyes: "I will photograph you beautifully, trust me."

His words seemed to have magic power, and the business leader gradually calmed down: "Well."

Jing Zhao got up, went to turn off the lights in the studio, and turned on the fill light dedicated to photography, which was a faint blue tone.

He picked up the camera that Shang Lingling gave him: "Lingling, stand in the middle of the petals."

Shang Lingling got up from the chair and stood among the flowers of the blue enchantress.

Jing Zhao is outside the set.

"You can take off your clothes."

　*****
　　good morning~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)