There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

There are many brands and styles of Bluetooth headsets. People like Lu Zhiqiao who only listen to music can't figure out the doorway inside, let alone how to choose.

She found a few introductory posts about the headphone brand, and clicked in with an understanding mentality. Looking at it from beginning to end, she had a rough idea. She wrote down the headphone brands, searched them one by one to understand their styles, features and functions, and then made detailed comparisons.

Unconsciously, an hour passed.

Qi Yan got up from the push|chest|, took a sports towel and wiped his sweat. He looked up and saw Lu Zhiqiao looking down at the phone, curiously leaning over, "What are you looking at?"

"...No." Lu Zhiqiao hurriedly locked the screen and hid the phone to his side.

Seeing her look dodging, Qi Yan's smile solidified on her face, and a sense of anxiety rose in her heart, so she twitched the corner of her mouth awkwardly, and changed the subject: "Let's go buy potted plants now."

"Are you finished?"

"Um."

Qi Yan is sweaty, white|skin is slightly reddish, neck|collars are filled with fine|dense beads of sweat, two straight clavicles|bone ridges are bright and reflective, like a micro|brilliant beauty who just came out of the bath , And with the strength of softness and rigidity, the attraction is fatal.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at her, his heart jumped to the point of his throat, eyes plopping, a wave of dryness|intention climbed up to the roots of his ears, and his face blushed.

Nice body.

Very tempting.

"I'll change my clothes." Qi Yan didn't look at her, got up and walked into the back room.

Lu Zhiqiao hurriedly withdrew his gaze, hmm, raised his hand to touch his hot face, shame flooded his eyes.

How she...

What kind of thoughts would you have about Qi Yan?

The pictures of the night of the first encounter flashed in her mind, and she remembered very clearly frame by frame like a movie. Her heart gradually became warm and her throat was a little dry. Looking around, she saw a bottle on the ground drinking one-third of the water, looking inside. Looking around the room, "Qi Yan..."

"Um?"

"I'm a little thirsty, can I drink your water?"

"Whatever." A faint voice came from inside.

Lu Zhiqiao leaned over and picked up the water, unscrewed the lid, and took a big sip with his head up. She leaned the mouth of the bottle under her nose and smelled it. There was no smell, and she held the mouth of the bottle like a ghost, took another sip, and then let it go for a while.

The heart beat faster.

She felt like a pervert.

"Let's go."

The curtain was pulled aside, and Qi Yan came out from the inside and changed into the clothes he had when he came.

Lu Zhiqiao casually screwed the cap off the bottle, got up with the bag, and turned his head and smiled at her.

......

There are not many people in the flower market, and all kinds of flowers and green plants are neatly arranged. Lu Zhiqiao doesn't know how to pick potted plants. He just buys it when he sees it. How long he can grow it depends on his luck. The longest lived half a year, and the shortest lived less than a week.

She used potted plants as decorations and didn't study the doorways in it. She didn't think much about it, and she didn't have time. She bought new ones when they broke, so I don't know how many potted plants were changed on the balcony at home.

Looking around like a horse, she saw a pot of "white butterflies" in her photo.

The leaves are like butterfly wings, and the tips of the leaves are sword-shaped, green on the outside and white on the inside.

The boss is a middle-aged fat uncle, very enthusiastic, from rhizome soil to daily maintenance, Lu Zhiqiao thinks it is good, he is planning to buy it, and is suddenly held back by a force.

Qi Yan pulled her arm, took a step forward, lifted the flowerpot and shook it slightly.

The plants in the pots also shook slightly.

She frowned, put down the flower pot, took out a paper towel and wiped her hand slowly and said slowly: "Boss, your flower... just got it in the pot, right?"

The voice was low and cold, his face expressionless.

"How could it happen? You see this is growing so well, the leaves are shiny...Eh..."

Without waiting for the boss to finish, Qi Yan took Lu Zhiqiao's hand and turned and left. After walking some distance, Lu Zhiqiao glanced at her and couldn't help asking, "Is there a problem with the potted flowers?"

"The growth of a flower has a lot to do with the soil. The soil of the potted flower is new, and it can still be shaken. It means that it is easy to damage the roots soon after it is in the pot, and it will die if it is not carefully cultivated. Pick a potted plant It’s better to pick the old one."

"But I think it looks pretty good."

"Because I sprayed the brightener." Qi Yan explained quietly, looking around searching and lingering.

Lu Zhiqiao pursed her lips and silently stared at her profile, as if to say to himself: "You also know how to grow flowers."

"My mother likes it, it's tinged with ears and eyes." Qi Yan said casually, pointing his finger to the front corner, "Go over there and take a look."

"good."

When I found a stall with a relatively large number of old potted plants, and with more varieties, Qi Yan roughly looked at the conditions of the stems, leaves and soil, and let Lu Zhiqiao choose by himself. Lu Zhiqiao was picking and dazzling, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Which pot looks good?" she asked, pointing to two small potted plants.

One pot is fairy hole monstera, and the other pot is ball orchid.

Qi Yan thought about the look in her evasive eyes just now, and was restless. Only then did he recover. He stared at the two pots of green plants for a moment, and said, "Ku Lan."

"Okay, just buy this."

"Are you not considering your own opinions?"

Lu Zhiqiao looked at her sideways, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "You only need to like it."

Qi Yan choked.

If it looks good, monstera is even better, but she considers that Lu Zhiqiao is busy with work and has no time to take care of it, and the climbing plant like ball orchid is easy to grow and does not require much water and light. It is easy to feed and suitable for Lu Zhiqiao.

The words rushed to his lips, and Qi Yan didn't say anything.

Lu Zhiqiao's dodging eyes flashed in her mind, and she suddenly felt that maybe she was thinking too much...

The two returned home with the potted plants. Qi Yan helped move them to the balcony and set them up, poured some water, and briefly talked about the maintenance methods. Lu Zhiqiao was listening, opening the memo on the phone and writing down carefully one by one.

Unknowingly close to each other, Lu Zhiqiao leaned half of his body against Qi Yan, his head slightly tilted, and his faces almost pressed together.

"I'm going back to take a shower, and you and Niuniu will have dinner with me in the evening."

"good."

As soon as Qi Yan turned around, she saw Niuniu standing in the living room staring at them with a strange expression. She was taken aback for a moment, and there was a subtle feeling in her heart, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Before she could react, the little girl quickly hid her snacks and slipped back to the room.

"..."

After going home to take a bath, Qi Yan felt refreshed, put on a mask for a while, sat on the sofa with his camera and computer, and prepared to edit the film.

It had been raining some time ago, and there were damp potholes everywhere, and there was no suitable location to shoot. She had no choice but to shoot small pieces of art. If the mind is clever enough, a teacup or a bowl can be photographed into a different kind of scenery.

Qi Yan imported the photos from the camera into a computer and saved them in a newly created folder, and routinely opened his dedicated mailbox for appointments to take a look. I guessed that I had received a lot of spam again, or a lot of cooperation invitations that she looked down on, so I found the delete button as soon as I entered.

Delete many spam emails, leave large and small invitation letters, and browse them one by one.

Xiaopo Local Photography Exhibition? Don't go.

Want to buy her award-winning work? no way.

Eighteen line artists take photos? Fuck off.

On the contrary, a well-known Xiaohuadan's studio sent an invitation to express his hope to cooperate. Qi Yan seriously considered it. From the perspective of commercial contracting, all conditions are suitable, but—

This Xiao Huadan's face did not grow from her aesthetic point.

Not half as beautiful as Jojo.

Don't shoot.

Qi Yan deleted the email blankly, and continued to pull down the scroll bar. Her hands were sore and a little impatient. When there was the last one, she stopped and clicked in.

sienamodel.

Um?

This is a model agency, headquartered in Paris, France, with branches in major cities around the world. It mainly provides models for a number of brand fashion magazines. It has developed rapidly. It began to explore the Chinese market this year and is now seeking long-term cooperation with royal photography. division.

Hope she can consider it.

Then interview.

The shipment time is one week ago.

Qi Yan only regarded it as a leather bag pheasant company, registered a name in the gullies where birds do not **** abroad, and ran back to China to deceive ignorant boys and girls. She sneered, she was about to delete, and she slid her hand with the scroll bar, and inadvertently saw the photo at the bottom.

The interior scene of the Jiangcheng branch, as well as the photos of the Chinese models contracted by the company.

The decoration design and the appearance of the model are unbiased and step on her aesthetic point.

Qi Yan hesitated.

Although she regarded photography as a good one, she was born in a class of eight classics. She started playing in her teens and became well-known in her early twenties. After so many years of playing intermittently, I never thought of doing this as a career, but now, I seem to have a vague idea in my heart.

I have lost my enthusiasm for education, I have lost my heart, and I don't want to go back to take care of the family business. What I should do.

Besides, models, fashion...

In recent years, she seldom came into contact with this circle, but she was very familiar with it once. Suddenly, that face flashed in her mind, and then a lot of past events rushed into her mind.

Qi Yan brushed his hair, opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out the cigarette and lighter, lit it, and wrung his eyebrows.

Smoke rose fragrance.

Dark and vague emotions flashed in her misty eyes.

After smoking, Qi Yan replied an email to sienamodel, with two simple words: time. Add another question mark.

Qi Yan received a reply the next morning.

The other party had plenty of time and seemed to be in a hurry, so he agreed to this afternoon. On the Sunday before the holiday, Qi Yan still took a break, but Lu Zhiqiao had to go to work. At noon, she made a meal to accompany Niu Niu, took a nap, and drove to sienamodel.

The company is in the urban area, not far from the commercial street, which is very large, just like the picture. The lobby on the first floor is full of photos of models, although dense but not crowded, the space layout is very particular.

Qi Yan wore a short yellow and black plaid thin coat, casually paired up a pair of light-colored jeans, a pair of ordinary flat shoes, took a computer bag, and strode into the lobby like a vacation.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The little girl at the front desk smiled cordially.

Qi Yan's expression was faint and didn't speak. He bowed his head and nodded a few times on the phone screen, then picked it up and showed it to her.

"OK, just a second."

The little girl made a phone call, and the title she shouted was "Assistant Feng". After a while, a young woman in a short skirt walked over the side elevator corridor and smiled at Qi Yan.

"Are you Miss "Yinghe"?"

Qi Yan hummed softly and smiled lightly.

Yinhe is her stage name for filming, which originated from the experience of shooting meteors with a long exposure. No one knows her real name yet.

"I am the boss's assistant, my last name is Feng. The boss has been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me." The woman's smile was very professional, and she turned to lead the way after she said it.

The two took the elevator together and went up to the twelfth floor.

There is an office on the whole floor. There is no nameplate on the white porcelain wall, only a symbol resembling a snake. Qi Yan was stunned when he saw the symbol, and he felt a little familiar. Before she could think about it carefully, Assistant Feng had already notified her and asked her to go in.

Qi Yan smiled politely and gently pushed the door while holding the handle...

The eye is a huge floor-to-ceiling window covering the entire wall, and the golden sunlight shines straight in, dazzlingly bright, and the apricot curtains are fluttered by the wind. An overly tall figure stood in front of the window, beautifully erect, slightly curled shoulder-length black hair rippling slightly in the wind.

Seven centimeter high heels.

At least one meter eight.

At that moment, a sense of familiarity swept across the face, with a cold coercion.

Qi Yan thought he had forgotten the person's appearance long ago, but he still recognized it at the moment he saw it. It was like being in front of the TV that day, and the camera just shook, and she was attracted to her attention.

Is it her?

Qi Yan squeezed his fingers and held his breath.

The man tilted his head slightly, then slowly turned around.

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