Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 327

Yue Jiannan figured out the cause and effect, and immediately looked at Gong Qiming with unkind eyes.

Well, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, you actually did such a thing.

Gong Qiming was baffled by him, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Tell me, is your niece named Yue Qingqing the same as what I said?"

Yue Jiannan snorted, "I don't know where you heard it from, but my niece has nothing to do with what you said."

"Her skin is a bit dark, so I can't say she's particularly good-looking, but she's cute. There's only one hairpin on her head, but her appetite is a little small. Every time she feeds her food, her family suffers from headaches. It takes two miles to feed her."

Gong Qiming: "..."

Do you think I'm stupid?

Seeing that Gong Qiming was speechless, Yue Jiannan took the initiative to lower his head and pat the boy on the shoulder.

"You don't believe me, do you? There are photos in my book, so I'll bring them down for you to see now?"

Seeing Yue Jiannan's determination, Gong Qiming also suspected that he had made a mistake, after all, there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world.

"Then let me have a look." Gong Qiming glanced at Yue Jiannan suspiciously, "You won't sneak away, will you?"

Yue Jiannan pointed to the dormitory behind him, "If you can run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple. At worst, you can come to me later."

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Gong Qiming let him go up.

As soon as Yue Jiannan left, a few female college students approached and stared at Gong Qiming.

"Little handsome guy, you look so good-looking, can you take a picture with me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the camera in his friend's hand.

"Okay, but you have to be careful when taking pictures. Try to let your friend take pictures from the bottom up, so that I look taller. But whether I am tall or not is purely a matter of age. When I grow up, I will definitely be around 1.8 meters. The handsome guy above, by the way, you have to pay attention to your photography skills, do you know what the rule of thirds is?"

Gong Qiming, who has always paid attention to the image, gave them guidance, "When you take a picture, you can't just take two figures and finish it. You have to shoot like this. Let me demonstrate to you first."

Several girls: "..."

This kid is really good at talking, what should I do if I suddenly regret it and don't want to shoot?
Yue Jiannan ran upstairs, and rushed to the dormitory.

"Boss, let me borrow your daughter's photo."

Seniority in the dormitory is based on age, and the man Yue Jiannan calls the boss is already in his early 30s.

It was also when I was a child that my family didn’t have the conditions to study, and I re-learned to take the college entrance examination after I got married and had children.

The eldest is also the only one who is married, and happens to have a five-year-old daughter staying in his hometown.

Usually, when he has nothing to do, he would take photos to show off to Yue Jiannan, a single dog.

"What do you want a photo for?"

Yue Jiannan didn't even need to write a draft to make up nonsense, "Oh, there is a girl who has been chasing me, but I am dedicated to learning. In order to avoid hurting people's hearts, I have to say that I am married and have children, but people don't believe me. They think I am so graceful It’s not like married people who have to let me show her the picture to stop thinking about it.”

The boss couldn't help laughing, "Are you coaxing ghosts? Who has to beg for nothing to be nice to you?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold and silver. You just give me the photo without hesitation, and help the world!"

A photo that was pressed flat was carefully handed over, and the boss ordered it.

"Look and see, don't break it, or I will give you my socks for the past few months."

Thinking of the soreness of the boss's sweaty feet, Yue Jiannan hurriedly promised, "The person is in the photo, and it will not be broken if I break it!"

When I got downstairs, I saw the little boy with peach blossom eyes chattering something to a group of girls, and those who were read by him were in pain.

I can't wait to slap myself 10 minutes ago.

What kind of flirtations do you have to make you look like a dog?
(End of this chapter)