"Hey, young man, I think you are very authentic. Can I take a group of photos for you?"

Just when Chen Hongyu finally rejected the endless stream of stamp collectors, a tall and fat man wearing glasses suddenly appeared in front of him.

""Haha, you're here?"

Chen Hongyu held the Zhili Sword and looked at the man in front of him with a disdainful look.

"Um...young man, do you know me?"

Da Yuan was a little confused. Why did he feel like he was stuck in a game plot?

"I don't know you, but I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Hongyu smiled. Finally, a photographer came. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to use his super invincible sword and tomato bag.

"You can take the photo, I will do the movements myself."

Chen Hongyu said calmly

"Of course, no problem. Let's go to a place with better lighting, bro?"

Da Yuan suggested.

"No, the light can't be too bright, the darker the better, that place is good."

Chen Hongyu shook his head and pointed to a corner, where a little girl cosplaying as Pochi-chan was squatting in the corner, looking around anxiously.

"OK, you decide."

Da Yuan said it was nothing. After all, he hadn't seen such a perfect coser for a long time. The last time he met such a perfect coser was the last time, haha... Just kidding, Da Yuan had never seen such a perfect coser in his life. Both the demeanor and the clothing were perfectly restored. Even the voice was exactly the same as in the game.

That year, I watched the senior cameraman sitting at the entrance of the comic exhibition, crying in front of the film in his hand. I will never forget this picture. At that moment, I was thinking, if I could become a professional cameraman, I must take the most restored coser in the entire comic exhibition. Now that the coser is in front of me, I must consider whether this will be my only chance in this life.

I believe that the perfection of comic exhibition photography is inseparable from the good coser. It is our responsibility to recast the glory of comic exhibition photography!

So, Da Yuan followed Chen Hongyu with a smile on his face.

"Follow me!"

Chen Hongyu said coldly. At this moment, he had completely replaced the role of Blade.

He made a sword flower with the sword in his hand, and then put his hands behind his back. Chen Hongyu strode towards the dark corner. Every step of his slender body contained elegance and oppression.

Da Yuan widened his eyes and carefully held the camera to shoot. In fact, he had been using the camera since he talked to Chen Hongyu. For a cosplayer like this, every photo is a masterpiece.

As Chen Hongyu slowly approached, the pink Pochi-chan in the dark corner widened her eyes. Every step Chen Hongyu took, the pink Pochi took a step back, and finally, with no way to retreat, the Pochi actually... fell to the ground... rolled away... just rolled away like that...

Chen Hongyu was so upset. By the way, how come this Pochi cosplay is more into the role than me? Is she really so socially anxious?

Looking at the pink object rolling to another corner, Chen Hongyu was speechless. As Chen Hongyu looked at it again, the pink object couldn't help but tremble. Seeing this, Chen Hongyu quickly retracted his gaze. He was really afraid that the child would be scared. By the way, is the blade he cosplayed so scary?

"Can we start now?"

Da Yuan raised the camera and said to Chen Hongyu.

"You step back first, and you guys step back too."

Chen Hongyu said to Da Yuan, and then to the crowd that followed him.

So Da Yuan and Zhan You both stepped back a few steps.

"Back off a bit……"

Chen Hongyu continued to say, so everyone retreated again

"Okay, you can start shooting. Pay attention. It will be very cool next."

Seeing that everyone had retreated far away, Chen Hongyu nodded with satisfaction, raised the Zhili Sword, and slowly pointed it forward with one hand.

It was really very cool. Da Yuan was shooting frantically.

The blade in front of him seemed to exist in a fantasy. He was holding the long sword in his hand and pointing forward with an invincible look. This demeanor really controlled him. Da Yuan couldn't help but blush a little. However, the next moment, his eyes almost burst out.

"Death is coming...……"

Chen Hongyu spoke slowly in a deep voice, and then he fiercely slashed his hand with the Zhili Sword in his hand. Suddenly, a blood-colored mist was spurted out, and the Zhili Sword seemed to have drunk blood, and instantly turned blood-red and shone.

Everyone present exclaimed in amazement.

"No, brother, you really cut your wrists!"

Da Yuan was shocked. How could this person die with such a large amount of bleeding?

"Don't worry, this is a tomato bag, sweet, do you want it?"

Chen Hongyu shook his head helplessly, took out a bag of ketchup from his wrist, and threw it to Da Yuan.

Da Yuan reached out and found that it was really a tomato bag, but the packaging was a bit three-no……

"That's good, big brother, you are really handsome, can you do it again, brother, please!"

Da Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, his professionalism was rekindled. Just now, the scene of the stern man waving the sword and cutting the bloody red ring was too shocking. He always felt that he did not capture the most essential scene. Although the camera has a screen recording function, as a photographer, he always feels that the frozen moment is the most beautiful.

"That won't do."

However, to Da Yuan's surprise, the stern man in front of him shook his head and refused.

""Brother, why? Please, I'll give you the cosplay fee."

Hearing Chen Hongyu's refusal, Da Yuan became anxious instantly.

"No reason, because it will be more handsome later...shoot it close to my face, zoom in the lens."

Chen Hongyu danced with a sword flower, holding the long sword in front of his chest, and said.

Da Yuan looked at Chen Hongyu's posture, could it be...that?

"Are you ready?"

Chen Hongyu suddenly closed his eyes and said

"Always be ready, bro."

Da Yuan stared at the face in the camera intently.

"This beautiful scenery...I can't get it even though I want it……"

Chen Hongyu closed his eyes and sang slowly.

Da Yuan had a few drops of sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. The calm and emotionless unique voice in front of him, as well as the cold man with closed eyes, made his hands tremble as he took the photo.

"But can……"

Chen Hongyu suddenly opened his eyes

"Invite you all to enjoy it together!"

Suddenly, a strange red light came out of the dismembered sword, reflecting the red blood lotus in Chen Hongyu's eyes. The next moment, the dismembered sword shattered instantly, and Chen Hongyu jumped high and smashed the broken sword in his hand to the ground. Suddenly, a blood-red flower of the other shore strangely bloomed in this corner without light.……

"How about it?"

Chen Hongyu gently pressed the button on the hilt, and the fragments were immediately gathered back by the silk thread. The last leap, as if a flash of inspiration, perfectly restored the action of the blade's big move. As for the last red spider lily, Chen Hongyu said that he did not expect that the sword of fragmentation actually had its own projection.

"Cow...cowhide……"

Da Yuan raised the camera, his hands and feet couldn't help shaking at this moment, he was a little excited and shocked, shocked by the stern man who jumped down just now, making him feel as if he was facing the legendary star core hunter directly, and excited because this time, even if he felt that he would be chopped on the head by a sword in the next moment, he did not give up pressing the shutter...

After Da Yuan finished speaking, there was a moment of silence, and thunderous applause suddenly rang out at the scene. Almost everyone was impressed by the scene before their eyes. What a restored cosplayer this was. At this moment, even Pochi-chan in the corner couldn't help but clap his hands...

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