It was already very late when the shooting ended. I wasted a day yesterday, so I drove out the amount of yesterday's tasks today. After all, there is still tomorrow's task tomorrow. If you delay one more day, you will have to spend more day.

Cong Xin was so tired that she couldn't even lift her hands, so she wanted to go home early to rest, but when she was picking up the car in the underground garage, she found that the car had been repaired and she took a ride in the morning.

I have to go around and take a taxi again. Moreover, this point is very late, and the car may not be easy to fight. Cong Xin is tired and his heart is even more tired. It seems that when I bought a car before, I should have listened to Xiaoyu, spend more money and bought an old car that has good performance and cheap performance. There is something wrong with it every few days. Saving that little money is not enough to be tired.

A car came over behind him, and Cong Xin hurriedly hid on the side of the road.

When passing by, the car suddenly stopped, "Cong Xin?"

"Xiao Yu?" The car window fell, Cong Xin saw Xiao Yu in the driver's seat and Song Jingxing behind the car.

"You guys left?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yu looked at her, "Why are you walking here? Where is the car?"

"I took the car to repair it. I only remembered it when I arrived at the garage." Cong Xin smiled.

"It's not easy to take a taxi at this time. Should I take our car?" Xiao Yu said.

When Cong Xin was about to agree, the person behind the car who was closing his eyes and resting suddenly opened his eyes, "It's not going well."

Xiao Yu looked at Cong Xin with embarrassment.

Cong Xin was stunned for a moment, then looked exhausted and begged, "But it's really hard to take a taxi at this time. It's so late and it's so dark. Just take me all the way."

"Yes, it's windy and dark, I met some terrible person, wouldn't that be..." Xiao Yu said good things to her.

Cong Xin looked at Xiao Yu gratefully and was about to nod and agreed, but when he heard the man say, "Who else is more terrifying than her?"

What is this? Cong Xin almost raised her eyes.

Cong Xin gritted her teeth secretly, and did not move away, but continued to beg, "How about this, you pull me up and find a good place to take a taxi and put me down?"

Song Jingxing didn't say anything.

Without saying a word, Cong Xin thought he had agreed and hurriedly opened the car door and got into the car.

But when he pulled the rear door, the door couldn't be opened. Cong Xin knew that the man didn't want her to sit in the back, so she secretly curled her mouth, opened the passenger door and sat up.

After sitting in, Cong Xin looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "A good car is comfortable."

Xiao Yu smiled at her.

The man snorted coldly, but he didn't want to.

It was cold and hot for a while. Cong Xin was already used to it and did not bother with him, but talked to Xiao Yu next to her.

"You've been following him?"

"yes."

Xiao Yu is trusted by his trust, and he has always been with him?

Cong Xin was so tired that she fell asleep shortly after getting in the car.

When Song Jingxing, a person with severe insomnia, saw that he was envious and jealous. He could fall asleep like this. He was really heartless.

When I arrived at the station, Xiao Yu asked, "It's easier to take a taxi here, do you want it..."

"There is no car, is it easy to take a taxi?" Song Jingxing was not angry.

Okay, then don’t have to call for the moment. Keep walking forward. I passed by several stations, but the man didn’t respond. After asking twice, he stopped asking and drove directly to the community where Cong Xin lives.

The person was still not awake, and Xiao Yu didn't dare to take his own initiative and waited for the boss to wake her up.

But the boss had no sense of awakening, but instead started playing games, he didn't dare to scream, so he had to turn off the fire and take out his cell phone to watch.

When Cong Xin woke up, she was in a daze for a while. Where was she?

When she found herself in the car, she remembered the fact that she got on Song Jing’s driving. She actually fell asleep in the car. What a god, there was nothing ugly, right? She quickly wiped the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, she was dry and didn’t sleep. "I’m sorry, I fell asleep accidentally, so I’ll go down and wait for the car."

Xiao Yu hurriedly reminded, "No need to take a taxi, you have already arrived at the community where you live." Cong Xin whispered and looked outside. It was really his own community. He hurriedly asked, "Have I slept for a long time?"

"If you don't get out of the car quickly, how long do you want to stay here?" The man behind him spoke impatiently.

"Yes." Cong Xin got off the car in a dizzy state.

As soon as he closed the car door, Song Jingxing ordered Xiao Yu to drive.

When Cong Xin wanted to say thank you, the car was gone.

At this time, Song Jingxing in the car was scolding Xiao Yu.

"Look at what time it's already? At this time, I should have rested at home. It's all you, what's the point? Don't you know if she's thick-skinned? Is it difficult to put it aside once it gets touched?"

"Aren't you not able to leave it away?" Xiao Yu murmured in a low voice. He blamed him now? He didn't let him get off the bus early. I won't say these things anymore. After I arrived, I should wake up. You are feeling sorry for not letting him scream. In the end, it's all the blame on him?

"What did you say?"

Xiao Yu was busy with a straight look, "I mean Cong Xin is really not easy. We can't stand it when we work hard for a day, let alone she is a woman."

Song Jingxing was silent for a while and said, "If you want to achieve something, you have to work hard. There is no free lunch in the world."

Xiao Yu said, "It's true, but hard work may not necessarily lead to recognition. Although Cong Xin's works are sought after, I heard that she is not favored by the industry. She thinks that the things she shoots are inappropriate, cannot be ranked, cannot be called art, and can only attract attention."

Song Jingxing was angry, "If it doesn't work, it will be so popular with everyone? Will those famous people ask her to take photos?"

Xiao Yu said, "Suddenly, people will naturally be questioned. Besides, Cong Xin's reputation before her debut was not good. Those people had a preconceived idea of ​​her bad view, saying that she was vulgar and had a stinking appearance, and the things she photographed had no artistic value."

"They don't have the final say on whether there is artistic value or not," said Song Jingxing.

"Who said no, I think a large part of it is because of jealousy, because Cong Xin robbed their resources." Xiao Yu said.

"If they touch their cake, especially women, those who are used to self-esteem will naturally not be indifferent." Song Jingxing said, "These are things she must bear. If she is a person who is not polite, others will not pay attention to her."

This time the shooting is not only the cover, but also the content inside. In addition, the scene conversion will not be completed for a while, and I have to stop halfway through the shooting.

Because a award ceremony invited Cong Xin, saying that her work was named, Cong Xin must attend. Song Jingxing was invited as the award presenter and also attended.

Although she was only nominated, Cong Xin was still very excited. Although she also won some awards, those awards were incomparable to this one. Even if she didn't win the award, she was already very content. Besides, she never thought that she would win the award in the end. She still knew how much she was. Facing the big names in the photography industry, she was nothing.

Xiaoyu heard about this and hurriedly prepared her dress.

Seeing Xiaoyu's big-picture attitude, Cong Xin thought it was exaggerated. She was not a star. She should pay special attention to her image and just find a set of clothes that were polite. The most important thing is that good outfits require money to pile up. Cong Xin felt that it was unnecessary to spend so much to show her face, but Xiaoyu didn't think so.

"You are all day long, you are afraid that others will not say that we are full of stinking, right?" Xiaoyubai, "When you hear you, you will know how conservative your thoughts are? It's an era of advanced information. Development not only depends on solid technology, but also on certain marketing and packaging. If Song Jingxing did not have packaging marketing, would he be so famous? With his bad temper, he had long known how many times he had been beaten and how many rotten eggs he had thrown."

Thinking of the scene where Song Jingxing was thrown into rotten eggs, Cong Xin couldn't help but smile.

"I'm talking about serious things, are you still in the mood to laugh?" Xiaoyu was dissatisfied.

Cong Xin quickly calmed down her smile and said flatteringly, "Boss, tell me."

Xiaoyu glanced at her angrily, and said while trying on her clothes, "You go out to represent the image of our studio. Don't let others think we are sloppy and petty..."

Then there were a bunch of languages ​​such as image management, marketing strategies, fashion art, etc., which made Cong Xin feel hurt and surrendered, "Sister, okay, I understand, this is your management field, I just listen to you, whatever you say is, I won't interrupt anymore."

Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction and began to put her on one by one.

When he came out, Cong Xin was not only tired in body but also in heart. So much money was gone.

Although she felt sorry for her, she didn't dare to show it on her face, otherwise Xiaoyu would scold her for being ignorant of her ability to make things easier, and then she would start instilling her with the words of image investment.

After buying it, Cong Xin still felt distressed. She had to put it on the shelf after wearing it once. It was a pity. So when she changed it, she didn't take off the sign. She hoped that she could return it after it was over. It didn't matter if she had less. It would be money to return it. Wherever she put it, it was nothing and it took up space.

Cong Xin changed her clothes and was about to enter the venue. Suddenly, she wanted to go to the bathroom nervously. Xiaoyu, who came with her, asked her to endure it, but she couldn't bear it, so she hurried to find the bathroom.

In front of the toilet mirror, checked all over his body. There was nothing wrong with it. Then he walked out. Not far away, he met his senior fellow traveler, Zhao Hui photographer.

Cong Xin hurriedly greeted him politely and said respectfully that he had never been able to see Daming for a long time.

But the man didn't look at her with a smile on his face. Not only did he not, but he also had disdain on his face. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes, and he didn't even look at her directly, just like Cong Xin was a flies and mosquito.

Cong Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't know him, so he hurriedly introduced him.

The man sneered, "I know you, you're nominated this time."

So he knows himself?

Cong Xin smiled humbly and said, "I didn't expect that I could nominate with you. It's something I never thought of. You are all masters, which is extremely glorious to me."

"Glory for you, but sad for me."

The smile on Cong Xin's face gradually faded. What did she say? She couldn't believe what she heard in her ears.

The man said disdainfully, "What qualifications do you have to nominate? Just yours is still a work? The things that are only worthy of throwing into the garbage dump are even nominated, and are unified with us. What is not our shame? I really don't know what the organizing committee's mind is thinking? Who doesn't know that you are a bitch and rely on seducing men to gain everything. Could it be that the people on the organizing committee have also been hooked up by you?"

Faced with such an insult, Cong Xin didn't know what to say, but she said this from the mouth of a person she respected. It was really eye-opening. It seemed that people should not behave like a person.

Xiao Yu, not far away, said to Song Jingxing indignantly, "This bastard is insulting Cong Xin."

Seeing everything, Song Jingxing even told him that he was so angry that he wanted to go over and beat that person.

Not only did Zhao Hui insult others, he also poured the cake on the plate in his hand directly on Cong Xin.

"My clothes?" Cong Xin, who was not very good just now, screamed now. She was still thinking about returning it. How could she go back if she did this? A bastard!

"Sorry, I met it accidentally." Zhao Hui didn't mean anything apologizing on his face, but he was proud and clearly did it on purpose.

He was leaving while talking.

Song Jingxing had already clenched his fists and walked towards the man, but heard the woman shouting, "Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Hui said with a slight smile, "What else is there? I don't have time to delay with you, I still have to enter the venue."
To be continued...