How to Develop the King of Anime

"Sorry to interrupt, I'm a photographer..."

Just when Jingu Yao was thinking about things, a middle-aged European man dressed like a backpacker came over. He was carrying a large backpack for travel and held a camera in his hand. Although Jingu Yao was not sure about the camera. I know it very well, but at a glance it can be seen that it is not the Canon Nikon that everyone used in this era, but a very old-fashioned antique type.

"I was taking pictures there just now, and I accidentally took a picture of you. I found that you are really very photogenic. I wonder if you can let me pose for a picture?"

Jingu Yao didn't know which country this European man was from, but his English was very authentic. He was afraid that Jingu Yao and Jingu Airi couldn't understand English, so he gestured with his hands as much as possible.

"No problem, we can understand English."

Jingu Yao did not refuse this kind of request, and he was very cooperative in the face of strangers' requests that were not too troublesome.

"That's great, are you lovers?"

The photographer uncle is very chatty, and asked without any strangeness at all.

"Yes, he is my boyfriend!"

Without waiting for Jingu Yao to speak, Jingu Aili replied first, and leaned on Jingu Yao's body intimately, her face full of happiness of a girl in love.

Jingu Yao can only nod in agreement.

"This is a marriage fountain. Would you like to be more intimate and leave an unforgettable photo? I tell you, the camera is really a great invention, it has left many beautiful moments with memories that will never be forgotten. "

The uncle also seems to be a person with a story, and his words are quite sighing, "...I am traveling all over the world, looking for different tourists to leave their portraits on the photos, if possible, I want to come up with one of my own. Photo Album."

In the face of the enthusiastic uncle's agitation, Jingu Aili was very cooperative. She stood on tiptoe slightly, her moist red lips were close to Jingu Yao's cheek, and asked the photographer who was looking for an angle and stepping back: "...Is that so?"

"Yes, it's very good, and the expression is very natural! Boy over there, you see that the ladies are so active and enthusiastic, can't you be more active? If you are too passive, you will lack the passion for love, young people's love You have to be enthusiastic, not like an old man."

Seeing that Jingu Yao's expression was still flat, the photographer uncle began to mobilize his emotions.

Jingu Yao smiled helplessly, he shrugged, and after a moment of hesitation, he slammed his arms around her slender waist under the surprise of his sister, and the whole person's weight was on her. On the body, under the shy and shocked expression of his sister, he directly kissed her delicate lips, and even opened her teeth without giving her a chance to react, looking for her Xiangjin.

Chapter [-] Standing together is a kind of beauty

Jingu Airi stared at Jingu Yao with wide eyes, but she didn't know where to put her hands. Although she had secretly kissed Jingu Yao in a sneak attack before, it was just a lip-to-lip kiss. When they met, where would it be thought that Jingu Yao would use a French tongue kiss?

Girls are shy after all, even if they usually act bold, but when things really happen, Jingu Airi is more panicked than anyone else. She just feels that even her consciousness is slowly losing, except for Guided by Jingu Yao and using jerky techniques to cater to her, she could only hear the 'dong dong' of her heart beating. Even the cold wind from Germany, which had entered winter, could not dissipate the heat from her body. .

At this time, Jingu Airi had completely forgotten everything, and even lost control of her body, until there seemed to be an uncle's voice beside her, telling her not to move too stiffly. She was the heroine who accepted the director's command. With a woman's instinct, she subconsciously wrapped her arms around Jingu Yao's waist, and fell into a world with only the two of them.

I don't know how long it took before Jingu Airi felt the weight on her body lighten, and found that she had been released by her brother. She gasped and stood there blankly, with a faint saliva and the smell of a man between her tongue and tongue. , The taste is very familiar, but I can only smell it with my nose, but I never thought that I would use my tongue to taste it one day.

When Jingu Airi calmed down and wiped her lips, she saw that Jingu Yao was already talking to the photographer.

"GOOD.JOB! I'm just telling you, men have to take the initiative, as long as men take the initiative, girls will immediately soften... Oh, of course, I'm not emphasizing male supremacy, in fact, I'm an egalitarian ."

After taking the photo, the uncle took the photo and prepared to show it to Jingu Yao. He blinked at Jingu Yao as if he was very experienced. He didn't change his words until he saw Jingu Aili, the heroine, coming over. , expressing his ideological reflection in support of equal rights.

Jingu Airi doesn't care about this at all. Although Japan seems to have a great social status for women due to policy reasons, such as the establishment of women-only carriages, in their bones Japanese women still rely on men. The female protagonist is fundamentally different from the European and American feminism.

Moreover, she was very grateful to this uncle who was familiar with him, and felt that if it weren't for him, maybe Jingong Yao would have been pretending to know nothing, and why would he suddenly be so active.

No matter whether this initiative is impulsive or rational thinking, as long as something is done, no one will be allowed to regret it.

She cast a quick glance at Jingong Yao, but she quickly turned her head and didn't dare to look at him. If it was the first kiss before, then this was the real deep kiss. Now her heartbeat is still a little fast, and it can't be improved, fast. A little scared, a little excited.

"You did a great job. Although I don't know much about photography, it looks very film-like."

Jingu Yao took a look at the results handed over by the photography uncle and said with admiration, this uncle is indeed not bragging, but a real photographer. He is obviously a poser, but it looks very natural, like capturing and shooting, especially for The understanding of the angle and composition, even in this scenic spot with a lot of people, there are many children in the noise near the fountain, he also used the composition to make the two people in the picture stand out, turning the messy surrounding scene into a A perfect background image.

Jingu Yao was very embarrassed about this, and he would find a girl to open a room in a hotel, and then take pictures casually and finally have sex, which is completely incomparable to this kind of master's technique.

"I like film, old film. Although modern photos are colorful, they always feel that they lack the sense of the times."

The photography uncle put away the things and said with a smile: "...you have a very natural expression, and you are no stranger to the camera. Are you a model?"

The men are handsome and the women are beautiful. In addition, both sides are tall and perfect, and they are sensitive to the camera. It is easy to think of the profession of modeling.

"She's a model, so I'm an entrepreneur?"

Jingu Yao pointed at his sister who was suddenly quiet and didn't speak much and said with a smile.

"No wonder, but your camera sense is also very good. If you like it, you can take more pictures. By the way, can you leave an email address? There is no other meaning. Every time I take a picture, I will leave the contact information of the person being photographed. If you like it and are willing, when I finish traveling around the world, I can send all my works along the way for you to enjoy."

"No problem, no problem, this is my email address, you can send it directly to indicate it when the time comes."

Before Jingu Yao could speak, she saw Jingu Airi took out a pen and a small notepad from his jacket pocket, left an email address on it and handed it to the uncle, and went out with a pen and paper. A habit of Jingu Yao, people close to him know where he puts his pen and paper.

Seeing her sister's initiative, Jingu Yao smiled and shook his head: "...If you want to publish your own work, I can help you, whether it's funding or contacting the publisher."

"Looks like I also met a big money owner. I'm really lucky today... I still have some savings, but I still want to thank you. If I really need help, I will contact you."

At first glance, this uncle is a pure photography enthusiast, and he doesn't care much about someone's investment. He doesn't look like someone who can do everything for money.

"It's a little late, and I'm going back to the hotel to think about tomorrow's itinerary... You guys are also visiting Nuremberg. If it's too late, there's nothing to do here. It's better to go back and rest early. Now is the time to be some young people. There's time for love to work, isn't it?"

The photographer uncle is also an old man. He winked at Jingu Yao and Jingu Aili and waved goodbye. He was carrying his luggage and hanging the camera and continued to walk into the crowd, his eyes kept looking nearby, People say that the world does not lack beauty, it just lacks the eyes to discover beauty, and for a true master photographer, they are discovering beauty.

Thinking like this, Jingu Yao felt that standing with his sister was one of the beauties discovered by the photographer?

Jingu Aili also clearly understood the meaning of the photographer. She stood by the marriage fountain with her head lowered and did not speak. The neon lights at night dyed her beautiful and fair face with gorgeous light, and the noise of the children around her was even more dazzling. There was a little more innocence. After a while, she lightly opened her lips and said shyly: "...There really doesn't seem to be anything to see here, let's go back."

Chapter [-] Those slapstick little fun

(I decided to go to Shanghai Disneyland alone on Valentine's Day. For the sake of my tragic Valentine's Day, I don't know the update time for this day...)

(As for the protagonist of this book? Damn, I am so hard on Valentine's Day, how can I let him fuck girls so easily!)