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it's Meng Tianxiao again!

Yang Zimei's eyes began to change a little bit.

The snow lake touched her head in time.

Every time she was impetuous, as long as the snow lake touched her head, her heart gradually calmed down.

What's more, snow lake doesn't use any mana.

I don't know why.

"Girl, you are so young that you may not have heard of the name of master Meng Tianxiao. He is amazing. I was lucky to have met him once and asked him to help me to hold a divination. It's really amazing. He is a real half immortal!"

The old man didn't notice Yang Zimei's gloomy eyes. When he mentioned Meng Tianxiao, he became more excited.

Yang Zimei looked at him silently and chattered.

When the old man finished, seeing her like this, he thought she didn't understand anything, so he gave a slightly embarrassed smile and said, "yes, you are still young. You don't know what I'm talking about. In a word, you should remember that master Meng Tianxiao is a very good prime minister. "

"Oh."

Yang Zimei responded lightly, looked at a photography enthusiast not far away, and asked the old man, "does that uncle come here to shoot lotus every day?"

"Yes, he is very good. It is said that he is the vice president of the Photography Association. His name is Chen fan. He stays here longer than I do. I have to go home to eat every day. He comes here early in the morning to bring dry food to play with his camera and shoot all kinds of lotus flowers. He has become a lotus professional and won many awards."

It seems that I haven't talked to anyone for a long time. Maybe he saw Yang Zimei, a little girl who is cute and beautiful. She wants to talk. She is a Datong.

"How long has he been here?"

"Two years. All of them are here to shoot the lotus. In addition to going home to sleep at night, I may also be there at night, because one morning I came here at five o'clock and found that he was slapping his head and face dirty. "

The old man added, "what a weirdo."

Yang Zimei asked Xuehu and Zhuge Yue to wait here. She walked over to the photographer chen fan.

Chen fan is looking down at his lens.

Yang Zimei found that in his bright impression hall, there was a black line similar to that of the old man, which was dead.

If she guessed right, he was poisoned by the lotus lake just like my uncle.

Lotus itself is not poisonous!

Where does this black line like poisonous insects come from?

Yang Zimei wondered.

When Chen Fan lifted up, he just saw her, his eyes brightened, and he earnestly said to her, "girl, you look so refined and water like this lotus spirit. Can you please be my lotus model?"

"No

Yang Zimei didn't want to think about it, so she refused.

Seeing her refusal, chen fan thought that her request was too abrupt. He quickly took out his photo Association certificate and handed it to her. "Hello, my name is Chen fan. I'm vice president of Beijing Photography Association."

"Hello."

Yang Zimei had to take over the certificate, pretended to read it carefully, and then handed it to him.

"Your image and temperament are very suitable for my shooting requirements. Recently, I've always wanted to take a group of photos of lotus elves to break through the previous style. However, the ideal model has not been found

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