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Chapter 474 You've been a model, right?

"Why not?"

He asked back, and then said, "We, the post-2000s, should have our own way of getting married, right? Wedding planning is fine, and decorating the hotel will look nice, but I don't want to hire an MC and be controlled by others."

"..." Zhou Peng was speechless.

What are these words?

Do you think I like it?

His opinion is not important at home, parents are the most important. The strong father likes the old-fashioned things, what can Zhou Peng do?
He felt that Chen Xing was right. Why hire an emcee? He couldn't do it in a Western way.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

The next afternoon, a group of people, including the bridesmaids found by Qin Xinlei, gathered at the hotel. Several young people sat casually at the front of the banquet hall, listening to the emcee talking about the arrangements, positions, and performances for tomorrow's wedding.

The MC was from the county, he looked about 30 years old, very elegant, his last name was Wang. He had strong professional skills, he went to Chengdu to develop a few years ago, opened his own wedding company, and now he only accepted orders from favors.

Every time the emcee said a few words, Chen Xing had to translate quietly to Hedwig, otherwise it would be very boring to sit there.

The best man does not have many tasks, and Chen Xing does not need to serve the wine. He just helps to carry things and count them at any time, such as red envelopes, firecrackers, tea and sweet dumplings for welcoming the bride.

The maid of honor is a little more troublesome. She has to prepare kneeling pads every time the bride and groom offer tea, serve tea and water, and help the bride change her clothes and put on makeup.

Of course, their most important task is to embarrass the groom.

Looking at their eager eyes, Chen Xing could only sigh that he hoped he wouldn't get to drink some weird soup tomorrow.

The next day, Chen Xing got up very early.

After handing Hedwig over to his parents, he went to the place everyone had agreed on. The street was very long, but now a corner of it was occupied by twelve Beetles with their hazard lights on.

The wedding car was still being decorated when Chen Xing arrived.

He walked from the front car to the back, touching his chin with satisfaction. When he finally met Zhou Peng, he smiled and nodded: "Not bad, not bad. Your wedding is getting interesting. I haven't noticed this car before, but it's so cute as a wedding car."

"This was my wife's idea." Zhou Peng looked radiant today, his face red even without makeup.

But this hairstyle is so ugly.

It doesn't look as good as it normally does.

"Who did your hair? Does it have to be slicked back?"

"It seems there are no rules, and we men don't have stylists. I just styled it myself, and the slicked back hair looks more mature."

"It's so ugly." When Chen Xing heard that he did it himself, he complained without any hesitation, "You are a young man, and with this hairstyle you look seven or eight years older. People who know you think you are in a free love relationship, and those who don't know think Qin Xinlei found a rich man."

"Huh? I'm not that old?"

Zhou Peng was fine when he didn't gain weight, but this year, maybe because the food was too good or what, his figure became visibly rounder over the past year.

He was already a bit fat, and with his hair combed back, he looked like a fat entrepreneur in his thirties or forties, not at all like a young man in his early twenties.

While there was still time, Chen Xing took Zhou Peng to get a new hairstyle. The slicked-back hair of middle-aged and elderly people was transformed into a messy side-swept hair with just a little modification, and the whole person instantly looked younger and more active.

Chen Xing has her own aesthetic standards for men’s image. After all, she has shot so many commercial projects in France that she knows as many stylists as photographers.

At a wedding, men's clothing matching is already very simple. A normal suit is neither wrong nor outstanding, so the only thing you can do is to use some tricks in matching your hairstyle.

After finishing the hairstyle, Zhou Peng looked at the handsome unfamiliar guy in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth were like AK, which he couldn't suppress.

But when he looked at Chen Xing washing his hands in the kitchen, his eyes rolled back instantly.

"Why are you dressing up so handsomely for my wedding? You will definitely steal all the limelight. You are here with a female companion, so don't mess with the little girl from our small county town."

Chen Xing wiped his hands dry before coming out:
"You're getting married, and I have to dress up poorly to attend? Isn't this crazy? You're my only good buddy, and your wedding is also an important moment for me. Can't I dress a little more handsome to commemorate it?" "Tsk, forget it, you hold the bouquet and the shoulder bag for the red envelopes, and today I'll let you, a big internet celebrity, be my bag-carrying brother."

"okay."

Because Chen Xing was to be the best man, there was someone else who took the photographer role for this wedding.

When the two were walking out, they saw the photographer coming over with a camera. He could tell from Zhou Peng's outfit that he was the groom, but the camera still subconsciously focused on Chen Xing.

He is tall, handsome and has good temperament. It would be great if I could have him be a model.

He is a photographer who specializes in taking wedding orders. He has cooperated with many wedding businesses in the surrounding area and has no shortage of orders, but who doesn’t want to have a few good works?

First make an appointment with a handsome guy, then make an appointment with a beautiful girl to take wedding photos, and finally edit the photos carefully and post them on your Moments. This is a top-notch advertisement.

Maybe the income from each job can increase a little in the future.

So after taking enough pictures of the early stages of the team preparation, he walked over to Chen Xing, who was playing with his phone in the car, and asked, "Handsome guy, how old are you this year?"

"What are you doing?" Chen Xing looked at him.

The equipment looks pretty decent, the camera is Canon, this camera has corrections for portraits, and you can create good videos without too much post-production.

There is actually a chain of discrimination among professional photographers.

Independent photographers look down on studios, studios look down on photo studios, photo studios look down on wedding companies, and this photographer is dependent on the wedding company.

Chen Xing’s view of them cannot be said to be discriminatory, but it is not that enthusiastic either.

"You look like you've been a model before, right? I have a small order here, would you like to take it?"

"Model? There really isn't one."

"Your figure is very suitable for wearing a suit. I have been taking wedding photos for many years. How about I find a prettier female model to take wedding photos with you in a while? I can offer a high price."

Chen Xing put away his phone and put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother, you can tell me your high price and I will consider it."

Another best man, Duan Fei, who was resting in the car and recording a video of the two of them with his mobile phone, suddenly laughed.

The photographer and Chen Xing both looked at him.

Duan Fei is also Chen Xing's classmate. Although their relationship is not as close as Zhou Peng, they are also very familiar with each other.

He laughed heartily, and then said:
"This is a real glimpse of someone who doesn't know his own limitations. I couldn't help but laugh to death. My friend, if you don't recognize this face, you can search for Chen Xing, Erdong Chen, or the star in the sky."

"what?"

The photographer was a little confused when this sentence was uttered, but he had been in the business for many years and knew that the man in front of him who looked like a male model must be someone important.

So I apologized and prepared to leave.

He took out his cell phone to check, and his face suddenly turned red to his ears.

How could such a young person be an internationally renowned photographer? His works were collected by the Louvre Museum? How could such an amazing person be found in such a small county?
I am not wrong, right?
He read more news and got to know Chen Xing better and better.

A photographer with a less magnanimous mind would definitely not continue to take this order after such a huge embarrassment, and would leave even if it meant breach of contract.

But he saw this as an opportunity.

No one who makes a living with a camera wants to take wedding orders all the time. He also wants to earn hundreds or thousands of dollars just by taking pictures of beautiful women, just like other photographers.

If I could establish a relationship with this person, then any small amount of resources he throws at me would be enough to fill my stomach, right?
The photographer immediately turned on his camera and prepared to use all his life's skills to take good pictures of this wedding... If he missed this opportunity, he would probably never have it again. (End of this chapter)

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