Looking at the white snow-capped mountains, a group of cosplay enthusiasts came, and the villagers crowded to watch the fun if they were free.
It has to be lively, they are next to the snow-capped mountains, let alone how cold the weather is, but it’s not enough for this group of young people to show off their arms, legs, and backs, and even shiver from the cold Still holding the fan and shaking it.
Most of the people staying in the village are older and don't know much about cosplay, but they know how cold the weather is, and they all wear big cotton jackets and carry hand warmers to watch the fun.
Zheng Bao was wearing a beautiful little skirt and was holding an umbrella in his hand. He was so cold that he wanted to ask his mother to ask for long johns, but he kept a sweet smile and looked at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old man wearing a thick military overcoat smiling and looking over with a hand warmer, and his mentality suddenly collapsed.
"Stop shooting, stop shooting!!"
She put down her umbrella and rushed to her good friend, quickly put on the down jacket she handed over, and shouted to the photographer who was chasing him: "Why do you have to come to the snow in the cold weather, find some artificial snow Wouldn’t it be enough to just have a picture! If this goes on like this, I’m going to have something wrong with freezing!!”
"Baomei, don't be angry. We traveled thousands of miles to the snow mountain to take photos. Once the photos are posted and noted, people will say how dedicated you are, and almost half of the awards will be won."
Zheng Bao rolled his eyes: "Brother, look back, there are so many people who have the same idea as you, even if you win half, there are so many people who win half together, don't we still have no winning percentage?"
If she said that there was something wrong with the award this time, wasn't it just a cosplay together? It’s enough to take good-looking photos, and the background must be snow, so a group of people ran to the nearest snow-capped mountain to take pictures.
I don't know who came up with this ghost idea first.
The photographer persuaded with a good temper: "But if we didn't come to the snow mountain to take pictures, half of the others and we don't have the half, wouldn't the fare be for nothing?"
A good friend also cheered her up: "Baomei! Think about the bonus! Five hundred thousand!! Such a grand game is rare!"
half a million...
Baomei's expression paused, and just as she loosened, she shivered immediately when the cold wind blew: "But Zhang Xiangdong has run away, and the request is a man and a woman, now where can I find another man."
Talking about the cameraman, his expression turned ugly: "This guy Zhang Xiangdong really is, he came over and said he wanted to take a picture, but when he got to the ground and saw it was so cold, he withdrew. Who the hell?"
"His family has money, and he doesn't lack hundreds of thousands, so of course he doesn't have to be like us."
Zheng Bao stomped his feet, moving his frozen feet a little: "What should we do now? Why don't you find a villager to replace it?"
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and met the gentle and lively smiles of the onlookers.
"... Forget it, why not buy one from someone else."
"How could it be possible to buy it? People still get money when they shoot at their own place, but they also get money when they shoot at ours. Who wants it."
Several people were tangled, under the snow-capped mountain, slowly came a man wearing a jade crown, wearing a feather coat, very good-looking man.
Zheng Bao and his friends were still in a daze, but the photographer moved closer with his eyes bright.
"He doesn't intend to let others replace him?"
"It's possible, but can his original person agree?"
The two girls were discussing, when the photographer turned his head and waved wildly at them with an ecstatic smile like winning a lottery.
"Come here, come here! The filming has started!!"
Wei Mingyan stood behind the photographer and yawned.
After the photographer called his partner, he turned his head excitedly to say thanks: "Thank you, thank you!! Thank you so much!"
"It doesn't matter."
The good-looking man who looked like a man with his own aperture showed a smile: "Just give me the money."
eight days later
Wei Mingyan earned his first pot of gold in this world.