Chapter 39

When Qiu Xiaotian came back, it was almost noon.

He thought that Wu Tao should have finished what he said in such a long time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the studio, Wu Tao and an Rong were racking their brains to tease the civet cat that killed him this morning.

"Hey, if you want to shoot, shoot quickly. Why do you regard me as a place to tease cats?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, the golden hair immediately burst into a sharp 'meow'. All the ferocity was directed at Qiu Xiaotian, as if to say, 'you silly x, you know a hammer! Ben meow gets angry when he sees you! "

Wu Tao immediately ran to the camera and quickly captured the scene.

The original proud and charming side of golden hair can only be shown in the face of strangers.

No wonder they inspired for a long time, but they couldn't achieve the expected effect.

"Teacher Qiu, please keep teasing..."

Qiu Xiaotian sat down and crossed his legs: "I'm not interested. Taking pictures of cats is more boring than taking hundreds of sunshine. What does it know? It's as if you took it seriously... "

Before he finished, Jin Mao turned his head and looked reluctant to see Qiu Xiaotian: "mud plays Kai, stupid human beings!"

Click, Wu Tao laughed: "great, Mr. Qiu, you continue..."

I was busy until two o'clock in the afternoon and finished shooting five or six films, which was almost finished.

Wu Tao and an Rong made instant noodles and dealt with it. After Qiu Xiaotian came back, he didn't go. In fact, he noticed that Wu Tao's professionalism in photography was not low, so he began to wonder what a cat could do.

It was not until evening that Wu Tao came out of the dark room.

Qiu Xiaotian couldn't help feeling a burst of flesh pain when he saw that he was holding such a stack of thick photo paper in his hand.

Today, the business lost a lot. 100 yuan is not enough for materials and water and electricity! But he is not a fussy layman. He can't say anything about asking Wu Tao to add more money.

Carefully spread the photo paper on the table. Each photo has a theme, or emotion.

There are Jinmao's curiosity about playing with marbles, Jinmao's sleepy laziness... And Jinmao's arrogance, helplessness and giving up treatment for Qiu Meimei.

Qiu Xiaotian, who had seen the big scene, brightened his eyes. "How can this be done? How can he shoot a cat so vividly? If this is submitted to a photography journal, it will be published! Shall I give you a try? "

He thought Wu Tao and an Rong would be very interested in contributing.

Unexpectedly, an Rong took out the previous three photos and said, "teacher Qiu, we have already submitted them and have already finished the draft."

"What journal? It's too low-level, but it can't."

"Mass photography!"

"What?" Qiu Xiaotian's face was full of amazement. He knew that for magazines such as mass photography, the opportunity to post photos for each issue was controlled by several photography associations. It's hard for a newcomer to get a draft.

Now, this humble middle school student can break such hidden rules.

This gave him a fatal blow to his self-confidence and conceit in artistic talent.

Not only that, an Rong cut again on the tip of his tottering heart.

"In fact, today's shooting is a special manuscript at the request of the popular photography magazine."

Qiu Xiaotian covered his chest, pointed to the direction of the door and said, "go, go quickly, I don't want to see you again..."

While sorting out the photos, Wu Tao said, "well, Mr. Qiu, I wanted to give you some money. After all, there are a lot of photos today..."

"Yes, I was going to help you clean up and wash your props and clothes. After all, it makes you so messy here." An Rong youyou said, "since you don't want to see us, we have to go now!" Then he picked up Jinmao and hurried out.

Wu Tao followed closely. At the moment when he was about to step out of the door at his back heel, he looked back, "teacher Qiu, in fact, there is a sentence that I don't know what to say..."

"Say something and fart!"

"Emmm, in fact, I don't think the artist's temperament has to be expressed in his hair. What do you think?"

"Get out! Go away quickly... "Qiu Xiaotian was very angry.

If an Rong's words are equivalent to cutting his fragile and sensitive careful tip, Wu Tao's words are undoubtedly equivalent to directly sprinkling salt.

Yes, there are books in the belly, and the aroma is from China!

If you have the talent, connotation, charm and temperament of an artist, there is no need to express it with elegant long hair, or with the naked "spring" hanging in front of the door.

This is too formalistic, but it falls into the stereotype.

After all, he is a man in his twenties. Why should he be so different!

Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, an Rong held Wu Tao's waist in one hand and the golden sleeping basket in the other hand, looking at the stars in the distance.

"It's finally done. Send this issue of work tomorrow to ensure that the eyes of those editors are blinded! At that time, the 5000 yuan manuscript fee will be available again. Ha ha, it's all your fault. I've become a little money fan! "

"5000 yuan is enough for you? I'm really a little money fan. "

"What do you mean? Do you have any new ideas? "

Wu Tao nodded and said, "yes, I have a big deal now. Unfortunately, there is a lack of a reliable executor and we still need to find one. But tomorrow I'll go to the new century computer graphic agency first, and I'll talk about the rest. "

"How big is it? A business that makes more money than farmhouse fun? "

"It's faster and easier than farmhouse fun, but it doesn't last long. But it doesn't matter. I just want to make quick money and save some capital. "

When he got home, Xiaojiang was already sitting on the bench waiting to see the great Xia Baimei.

While looking at it, he gestured: "what kind of knife is a knife? Gold wire big ring knife! What kind of sword is a sword? Closed moon shame lightsaber! What kind of love is love? Beauty loves heroes! "

Wu Tao couldn't help but hehe, "you little boy, what do you know? Love, don't learn!"

Little jiangton was unhappy: "although I don't understand love, I know that sister an is a beautiful woman. It's a pity, brother, you're not a hero! "

"I......" Wu Tao had no choice but to console himself. "It's not worth worrying about a little boy who hates dogs!"

Then I talked with my parents about today's business. Everything was normal.

High school students come every day, and Gu Fei comes with different friends every day.

Gu Fei? When it comes to Gu Fei, Wu Tao can't help but move in his heart. Maybe he is a good candidate for execution?

The next morning, Wu Tao went straight to the new century computer graphic agency.

After the last exposure, boss Li here has already looked at him with new eyes. So when he proposed to use a scanner and a computer to process photos, he gave him the table without saying a word.

In this afternoon, 20 golden hair portraits processed by simple PS were successfully released.

During this period, I helped boss Li deal with the design of several advertising graphics and texts, which was a reward.