"I mean, you..." Gu Fei seemed to be confused by his "ah", and he didn't know what to say, "Would you like to make some pocket money?"
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, pocket money? Don't know why it still sounds weird.
"Just... take some pictures or something..." Gu Fei explained.
Jiang Cheng knew that Gu Fei couldn't really have anything strange to introduce him to do, but just now he had just finished playing a game frantically, his brain was a little bit ischemia, and he fell into "this is a malicious trap" Unable to extricate himself from the quagmire, he didn't get out of it for a long time, and finally blurted out: "I am a serious person."
"Is your IQ still a top student?" Gu Fei couldn't help it, "You actually went to Qizhi School before, didn't you?"
"Oh!" Jiang Cheng finally came to his senses, "Take a photo? What kind of photo?"
"Guo Zhao," Gu Fei waved his hand angrily, took out a cigarette and lit it as he walked, "Let's talk when you're sober."
"I'm awake now..." Jiang Cheng was stunned when he saw the cigarette in his mouth at a glance. He knew that Gu Fei often went to the toilet to smoke between classes, but he didn't expect him to be like this on the playground in broad daylight. Light a cigarette.
"Or?" Gu Fei asked.
"No." Jiang Cheng decisively refused, although he and Pan Zhi sometimes hid in the toilet to smoke, but in general they were serious people.
"What photo?" Wang Xu, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head, "Did someone take our photo... Someone must have taken it, we are so handsome today! Go back to the post at night, there must be various poses... Hey, but maybe it's the two of you..."
"I'll invite someone to come over and take pictures of you specially," Gu Fei said.
"Really?" Wang Xu laughed, "Come on, don't make fun of me..."
"Gu Fei—" someone called out from behind.
"Yo," Wang Xu raised his eyes, "Mr. monitor."
Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw Yi Jing running over with a small bag in her hand.
"Call me?" Gu Fei also turned his head.
"This..." Yi Jing handed the bag in her hand to Jiang Cheng, "I just went to the infirmary to get it, alcohol or something, didn't you fall during the competition? Let's check it later."
"Oh," Jiang Cheng was a little surprised, his elbows were a little hot, but today everyone was wearing T-shirts in their jerseys. When their elbows were rubbing against the ground, they were across the sleeves. It shouldn't be serious. He took it. Bag, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yi Jing smiled.
"Why did you call Gu Fei when you brought something to Jiang Cheng?" Wang Xu had a meaningful smile on his face.
"I didn't remember Jiang Cheng's name for a while." Yi Jing tucked her hair in embarrassment and turned away.
Wang Xu tutted at her back: "Just remember Gu Fei's name?"
"It's just that I can't remember Jiang Cheng's name." Gu Fei said.
Lao Xu and Lao Lu are quite generous. Today's game was probably too unexpected for them, they actually took a few cars and pulled a group of people to eat buffet barbecue.
"Mr. Xu," Gu Fei stopped Lao Xu before entering the door, "it's too expensive, just change to any general store, the main thing is to get together, and it's not for anything."
"What are you gathering," Lao Lu said on the side, "It's a celebration, Gu Fei, you go in, don't worry about it, I still have the money for you, President Xu."
"Good boy," Lao Xu grabbed Gu Fei's arm with a moved face, "good boy! I know how to think about the teacher! I know you..."
"There is still help." Gu Fei helped him finish his words, then turned around and entered the store.
Jiang Cheng kept laughing and followed behind.
There is also an oversized box in the store, which is probably not very useful at ordinary times. It is just right for a group of people to enter.
"Go get the food first," Lao Xu held the table like he was in class, "I'll let you all eat enough today, you can eat enough, you can also get the wine, but I have to agree to how much you drink!"
Everyone crowded out again to get vegetables.
Jiang Cheng took off his jacket and was about to look at his elbow when the phone rang.
He took it out and glanced at it. It was a notice of automatic deduction of this month's call charges, 100 yuan.
I don't usually think how much this hundred is, but now I suddenly feel a little distressed when I look at the notification text message. Do you want to change to a cheaper package? That's not enough traffic, and Li Baoguo doesn't have WIFI... So how about pulling a network cable? Have to spend another money.
He frowned. Although he had money on the card, he was a little uneasy because of the lack of credit. Li Baoguo only provided him with a room and nothing else. Now he has to buy vegetables once a week. Keep it in the fridge and cook it by yourself.
He sighed and walked out of the box to get food.
Gu Fei was in front of him, holding a plate in his hand and staring at the meat in a row of freezers in a daze.
Jiang Cheng walked over and stood beside him. He also picked up a plate. He took the clips, pork belly, fat beef, and sheep. After a few clips, he piled up the plate. Then he stacked the plate on Gu Fei's plate and took it again. One to continue, five flowers, fat cow...
"How did you keep your figure?" Gu Fei looked at him.
"It's getting warmer for a run," Jiang Cheng said, "I don't usually eat like this."
"Oh." Gu Fei responded.
"You just said... that photo," Jiang Cheng looked at the side, there were no classmates, "what's going on?"
"It's Sister Xin," Gu Fei hesitated for a long time with the clip, and then picked up a few shrimps and piled them on the plate, "She has a shop that sells men's clothing, and wants to find someone to take some pictures."
"Ah," Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "Don't these stores have their own fixed models?"
"Only one, the others are all temporary requests. That one has something to do with it," Gu Fei said. "No one has taken photos of the new products in the past two days. Let me help you find the right person."
"Is that so," Jiang Cheng hesitated, "I'm completely inexperienced, okay?"
"No problem, you have a face and figure, and you are very photogenic," Gu Fei said, "Liu Fan has also helped to take pictures before, he can do it, you must be fine."
"What kind of clothes?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I'll show you later," Gu Fei rushed to the dining table and raised his chin, "Please help me pick up some green vegetables, all meat can't stand it."
"En." Jiang Cheng took a small basket and filled it with a basket full of vegetables.
When I returned to the box, most of the people who went out to get the dishes came back, and the room was steaming hot.
As soon as they entered, Lao Xu stood up with a glass of wine: "Quick, the hero sits down, I have something to say."
After Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei sat down, Lao Xu raised his glass: "It's been hard work today, everyone, I've brought you all from the first year of high school, and of course some of them were brought only by the second year of high school... Our Class 8, we can't even win the radio gymnastics competition. To the ranking, today is finally proud! It's not easy! I believe that with your current strength, you will have no problem entering the finals! Come on! Come, have a drink!"
Everyone picked up the cup and slammed it. Just after taking a sip, Lao Xu spoke again: "Today, I would like to thank Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng for their hard work..."
"Lao Xu, Lao Xu," Lao Lu called him twice, "Okay, let them eat first, they're all hungry, you should make yourself cry for a while."
"Drink!" Wang Xu raised his head and drank the wine from the glass.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the cups, and all they poured were beer, and only Lao Xu and Lao Lu were drinking baijiu.
He followed along and drank two sips.
"Tomorrow is the girls' competition," Wang Xu said, "I don't know how."
"No drama, don't we girls always go up and lose a game to complete the task, the ball flies around, and no one likes to play basketball." Guo Xu said.
Everyone sighed for the girls team and began to discuss the next game.
"Look," Gu Fei searched for the phone for a while, and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "It's almost all of this style, it's quite niche."
Jiang Cheng took his mobile phone and flipped through a few of the pictures, all of Liu Fan's, which were quite decent, but after flipping through a few more pictures, it was someone else, probably Ding Zhuxin's usual model, and after a comparison, it was obvious Still can see the difference.
"Steampunk?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"There are other things, all kinds of retro and nostalgic," Gu Fei said. "How about it? The fee can be per piece or per day. At the price of a professional model, she is in a hurry to shoot, and it can be higher than usual."
Jiang Cheng hardly hesitated. After all, it was all money. He nodded, "Okay."
"Then I told her that we didn't have a competition for the past two days, so we can go to shoot in the afternoon and evening." Gu Fei said.
"Well," Jiang Cheng looked at the photo again, "Can someone buy this dress? You'll have to be surrounded by onlookers when you go out, or you'll be beaten up if you jerk..."
Gu Fei smiled: "Are you still worrying about this for others?"
"Yeah, I'm quite kind." Jiang Cheng said.
The management of No. 4 Middle School is quite loose. There is a game in the afternoon, and those who want to watch the game are no longer in class, and they are crowded on the court.
However, Jiang Cheng still called Lao Xu, saying that yesterday he fell and it hurt a little, and he wanted to go to the hospital to see it. Lao Xu approved it, and by the way, he sighed that a good student is a good student.
In fact, Jiang Cheng never went to school before and never asked for leave. It was just that Lao Xu, the head teacher who spread his wings and clucked every day like an old hen, didn't say a word and felt that Lao Xu was a little pitiful.
"The place is a bit far, but it's just right to take the bus there." Gu Fei took Jiang Cheng to the station, "There is a small studio in her studio, warehouse and bedroom."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng nodded.
I'm a little nervous, and he won't be nervous if I ask him to help people take exams to make money, but taking pictures as a model... This kind of thing is a little too far away from him, and he's never thought about it.
When he got into the car, he noticed that Gu Fei was not carrying a schoolbag, but a heavy backpack at first glance. He asked, "What are you carrying?"
"Camera, lens." Gu Fei walked to the last row and sat down.
"You... shoot?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"En." Gu Fei tugged at his sleeve and pulled him to the seat next to him before an uncle squeezed in and sat down.
"You shoot?" Jiang Cheng asked again.
"Yeah yeah," Gu Fei looked at him, "Is it weird that I filmed it? It's not like you haven't been filmed by me."
"I didn't mean it that way, I thought there was a photographer." Jiang Cheng said, in fact, it's not surprising that Gu Fei took pictures. He had seen Gu Fei's pictures, and he often posted pictures in his circle of friends. very professional.
"Ding Zhuxin has his own photographer, and he will come to me when he is too busy," Gu Fei said, "I have been helping people take pictures."
"...Ah." Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei.
After the car started, Jiang Cheng didn't speak any more. He drove the heated bus and swayed slowly. There were people talking and laughing in his ears. Everyone in the car stayed where he was, and the scenery outside the car window kept changing.
At this time, I will feel groggy and especially want to sleep, especially in the afternoon, just looking at the warm sun, my eyelids start to fight.
Gu Fei also remained silent. Jiang Cheng glanced at him and found that he was holding his arms and his eyes were closed.
Sleepy.
He could hold on for a while, but when he saw that Gu Fei was already asleep, he immediately felt that he couldn't open his eyes.
However, if it is sleepy, it is impossible to really fall asleep. It has always been dazed, with vague voices and shadows constantly passing by.
I don't know how long he was confused, Jiang Cheng felt that his shoulders were a little heavy, he took off his hat and glanced at it, and found that Gu Fei's head rested on his shoulder at some point.
Gu Fei's eyelashes are quite long, but not as thick as Gu Miao's.
Although he felt that he had no idea about Gu Fei, especially Ding Zhuxin, who was suspected of being Gu Fei's girlfriend... But at this moment, he still felt a little itchy for no reason.
The itch slowly spread from the shoulders to the whole body like fluff fluffed by the sun.
He closed his eyes again.
The feeling of loneliness, he has always tasted, from the day he discovered that men were more attractive to him than women, and he could only keep this secret strictly for himself.
Feelings of loneliness come up from time to time.
Pan Zhi knew his secret, but he couldn't make him feel less stressed by this incident.
When he had a family, parents and brothers, classmates and friends, although this loneliness existed, the feeling was not profound.
After getting here, it only overlapped and pressed together a little bit.
He doesn't need the same kind, he doesn't need the kind of people who just lean against each other to keep warm, but the attraction exists objectively, Gu Fei, and Gu Fei's current unconscious posture.
It made him feel the warmth of "two people" in a trance.
I can't tell what it's like.
"It's here," Gu Fei raised his head after the radio on the car announced a stop, "Next stop."
After looking at Jiang Cheng's shoulder, he was stunned for another two seconds before saying, "I'm sorry, I'm so sleepy."
"It's alright," Jiang Cheng flexed his shoulders, "You were quite tired from being handsome yesterday."
Gu Fei smiled and stood up: "Let's go."
Jiang Cheng followed behind him and stared at him for a while, his legs felt weak when he walked... I guess it was because he fought too hard yesterday.
After getting out of the car, the wind blew, and the feeling of lack of energy in the whole body slowly subsided.
Ding Zhuxin's studio, warehouse, bedroom, and studio is located on a very literary street, where there are all kinds of graffiti on the street, all kinds of manhole covers, telephone booths, distribution boxes, and the two sides are decorated so that you can't pretend. A small shop that is afraid of showing timidity when entering it.
This street is not long and the scale is not large, but Jiang Cheng was still quite surprised that such a place would still exist in a small, run-down and rustic city.
Gu Fei took him into a building. This building is similar to an ordinary small office building. The outside is quite old. Just look at the floor signs on the wall. Running in an unknown direction.
Jiang Cheng glanced at him while waiting for the elevator, but he couldn't read one of them anyway, he didn't know the country of the alphabet, and the glance in Chinese was not a routine cooperation in the past.
"Where is this place, all of them are installed in the sky, and the steel cables can't be pulled." When they entered the elevator, it was just him and Gu Fei, and he couldn't help but say something.
"This area is called 'Nine Zero Concourse'," Gu Fei leaned against the car and laughed, "I want to make a place for young people to gather, the kind that is very fashionable and fashionable, it's a bit off track, except for pretending Nobody's coming, but the rent is cheap."
Ding Zhuxin was waiting in the studio. As soon as they entered the door, she smiled: "I knew you would call him over."
"Really," Gu Fei threw the backpack on the floor, "I know them all, so I won't introduce them."
"Drink some of this," Ding Zhuxin brought a fruit tea pot over, and poured a cup of tea for Jiang Cheng, "I cooked it myself, and put a bunch of it in a mess, and it tasted pretty good."
"Thank you." Jiang Cheng took the cup and looked at the studio.
It's very messy, there are fabrics and posters everywhere, and there are many large packages that have not been opened. It is estimated that they are clothes, but through the mess, you can still see that the basics are the frigid industrial style of the popular style, cement walls, cement lights , cement worktops, and exposed red brick and staggered plumbing.
"Hurry up," Gu Fei lay down on the sofa, "Let him look at his clothes first."
"Come on," Ding Zhuxin brought Jiang Cheng to a row of hangers, pointing to the clothes hanging on them, "This time, the style is back to basics, it's all knitting..."
"Knitting?" Gu Fei interrupted her, "You asked me to find a 'bad boy' for this style?"
"Knitted material," Ding Zhuxin leaned against the shelf, "the bad boy style of design is a bit difficult for models..."
Ding Zhuxin looked at Jiang Cheng up and down: "But he can."
"You have the final say." Gu Fei sat up, opened his bag, and began to prepare the camera.
"Try to shoot 30 sets today," Ding Zhuxin said, "How is it?"
"...Okay." Jiang Cheng looked at the clothes on the shelf, and they were just hanging in a row. Except for the so-called knitting, Ding Zhuxin said that he couldn't see all the designs, so he felt that it was quite long.
And he had never worn something that he always thought was only worn by old men and middle-aged long-haired artists.
"Change your clothes," Gu Fei walked over and said, "If the interior is ready, just change it."
"You..." Jiang Cheng turned his head, and before he could say anything, Gu Fei raised the camera and pressed the shutter on him, clucking, "Master."
"Let's change it," Gu Fei pointed to a room next to him, "I'll shoot there in a while, she'll tell you what pose you want, and I promise to make you look... handsome."
"Oh," Jiang Cheng responded, looking at the clothes on the shelf, "Any one?"
"Whatever." Gu Fei said.
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng replied again, took off his coat and threw it on the chair beside him. When he was about to take it off again, he was a little embarrassed. Gu Fei would be fine with a camera and stand beside him, Ding Zhuxin was also hugging him. He was staring at him with a cup of tea in his elbow.
If he just changed his coat, he still didn't feel it, but he looked at it, and the frame of this suit basically had to take off only his underwear.
Gu Fei looked back at Ding Zhuxin and waved at her.
Ding Zhuxin smiled, turned around and entered the hut inside: "Come here when you're done changing, you're in good shape, just do whatever you want with your makeup, and then let Da Fei do it for Xiu Xiu."
"Do you still need makeup?" Jiang Cheng asked, taking off his shirt.
"Well," Gu Fei picked up the camera and pointed at him, looking at Jiang Cheng's well-proportioned upper body in the camera, it was indeed a body that had been exercised all the time, and it was very tight, "If you don't do it just a dozen times, your face will darken."
"Can you not hold this thing at me?" Jiang Cheng grabbed the belt and looked at the camera.
"From now on until night," Gu Fei still held up the camera, "this thing will always be facing you."
Jiang Cheng reluctantly took off his trousers, took the clothes while wearing them, and said, "I'm telling you, it's just for the sake of money that I won't smoke you."
Gu Fei smiled.
Jiang Cheng's legs were straight, as tight as his upper body. He looked at Jiang Cheng who was wearing a shirt in the camera: "You are quite suitable for this style."
"I can't," Jiang Cheng looked down suspiciously, "I've lived for almost 18 years, and I've never worn this kind of thing."
Gu Fei didn't say a word, he took the camera and slowly took a few steps back. Ding Zhu's heart was quite accurate in seeing people, but as soon as Jiang Cheng put on his clothes, his whole feeling changed.
He always felt that a long knitted coat, no matter men or women, could take a bowl and knock it on the street, but Jiang Cheng put on the coat and turned to look, his breathing stopped for a moment.
This kind of temperament is really not something you can see in those people around you.