lover beside

Chapter 425

Seeing a news picture that Qing Huanxiu had repaired for a long time, the young man who helped polish it, Mu Er, joked with Qing Huan, "Sister Huan, boys' faces can't be polished too much, or they will be too smooth." What's more, what's more, sister Huan practiced the method like you, even the electronic version may be leaked..."

Qing Huan blushed, and quickly stopped the PS tool in his hand.Maybe she is destined not to be a person who is good at covering up, thinking that this trick of hers can hide it from others, but even the fungus found out that something was wrong.

The fungus leaned over and stared carefully at the photo on the screen, and pointed to the smiling man in the flashing lights in surprise, "This person? Is it really this person?"

Qing Huan was stunned when he heard the words, and stopped the hand that was about to turn off the photo, "Agaric, what are you talking about?"

The fungus still shook his head, as if in disbelief, "I must have misidentified the person."

Qing Huan was also depressed, and believed the words of the fungus.Qing Huan turned off the picture and tried to smile, "Mu'er, I saw the exterior shots you took for Dayao that day, and they were all very good. I have an idea: Mu'er, you don't want to be an assistant all your life holding up reflectors, do you? How about trying to shoot outdoors?"

Qing Huan also had a bit of a headache. It had been a while since the advertisement for outdoor photographers had been posted, but he hadn't found any suitable ones.

After all, this is a C-level commercial street that is so small that it is only hidden among a few neighborhoods. Not to mention that there are almost no good photographers walking on this street; taking a step back, even if there are really photographers Coming to this street, with her small storefront, I absolutely can't believe that this place will be a place with a promising future, and it will be worthy of their projection to risk their own future...

So after more than two months, Qing Huan herself was exhausted.Shen Mulin called every day to remind her that she was not allowed to go out to shoot locations, and Ziheng also came to pick her up from get off work every day no matter how late it was.Just when Qing Huan was almost desperate, coincidentally, Dayao, the only photographer in the store that day, was sick and couldn't go out to shoot the orders that had been made, so Auricularia stepped forward. Unexpectedly, the pictures he brought back surprised Qing Huan endlessly.Although the technique of the film of fungus is still a little bit not in line with the way of shooting wedding dresses in studios, the overall feeling is really great.Although he was also worried that the fungus was a flash of inspiration and might not last long, Qing Huan was willing to give the fungus a chance.

Just like that year, she walked into Yuwen Middle School tremblingly holding the camera in her hand, and raised the camera a little hesitantly to capture Ziheng in white clothes under the blue sky and among the golden ginkgo leaves... If there is no With Ri Heng's encouragement back then, she may not have the small shop she is today.

The fungus stuttered with excitement, "Sister Huan, you mean you can really give me a chance to be a photographer too?"

In the business of photo studio, even though photographers and assistants are all working together, the income is far from the same.Assistants usually only get about 1000 yuan, and photographers, even more common ones, cost tens of thousands less.

Qing Huan nodded and smiled, "Yes! As long as you can take the same film as last time, I guarantee that you will not only become a great photographer, but also have a bright future!"

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Qing Huan went to the studio, and the background paper was red maple leaves.Qing Huan looked at the two elderly people who were happily embracing each other, and felt a little wet in his eyes.

Usually, in order not to disturb the work of her staff, she seldom goes to the studio to watch; but today is a special case, because a couple of elderly people came to take pictures.In the past few years, it has gradually become a craze for the elderly to take wedding photos again. The beauty that was missed when the economic conditions did not allow it was all picked up again at this time.

Picking flowers in the morning and evening, in fact, is it not a beauty, and the years of precipitation in the middle make the fragrance of the flowers stronger.

During the shooting interval, the assistant was helping the two elderly people change their clothes, and Dayao came out to smoke a cigarette.Seeing Qing Huan standing in front of the studio, he smiled, "Why, are you envious? Why don't you hurry up and marry Mr. Lu? I promise, I will take beautiful pictures for you then!"

Qing Huan smiled and slapped Dayao on the shoulder, turned around and walked back to the office.Everyone believed that she would definitely marry Ziheng in the future. Every time Ziheng came to play with Mu Yang, everyone would be envious of her.Everyone doesn't understand why she is not in a hurry to get married now that she even has a child, right?

It's even more that everyone believes that Mu Yang is Ziheng's son...

Qing Huan only felt sour bubbles rising from the bottom of her heart again, gurgling, gurgling, making her whole body flooded.

But when he walked past the phone, his heart skipped a beat.Qing Huan bit her lower lip and stood still, dialed her mother's phone, and smiled at Lin's mother Wanzhen's surprised voice, "Mom, haven't you taken a wedding photo with Uncle Zheng yet? Come to BJ, I'll give it to you personally. You shoot."

Every happiness is worth cherishing.Although that was no longer the parental affection that I cherished when I was young, I should be happy for my mother.Even if you have been broken once, but you have the courage to regain happiness, this should be cherished.

On the phone, Lin's mother Wanzhen kept crying, "You silly child, how can you not contact mom for such a long time?"

Qing Huan smiled, quietly listening to her mother's nagging and complaints.If you were young, you might have been impatient, right?It was different at this time, because she was already a mother, and she listened to the endless nagging of little Mu Yang every day, but she didn't feel upset, only happy.

Mother Lin said that enough was enough crying, her voice suddenly quieted down, and she said softly, "Huanhuan, Qingjin is back, did he find you?"

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For the rest of the day, Qing Huan seemed to be sleepwalking.With both feet on the empty cotton, the whole mind is full of paste.

Qing Jin, is he really back?

But how?Didn't he come back in four years?It's less than four years now.

He came to her?Can he find her?
What should she do if he really appeared in front of her eyes?What should she say about Mu Yang?

Distraught, she handed over the store to Xiaomeng at the front desk, walked out of the store as if sleepwalking, and walked along this messy commercial street.Because it is close to a residential area, the main business on the whole street is to sell food. All kinds of snack bars exude a tempting atmosphere. Although the lights are dim and the shops seem simple, they come here indistinctly. It's all about the taste of home.

Home, she really wanted a home too.

(End of this chapter)