Baby’s Breath

chapter22.

"Student..." Tian Ai asked hesitantly, "Isn't it you?"

"I should...not," Xue Youka (touching Mo) (touching Mo) nose, "but I don't have any strange opinions about this. +++ popular Tanmei novel: www.NovelMTL.com"

This schoolboy looks so innocent. He probably has never been in a relationship. Tian Ai is more interested in him, but she has more important things to do at this time.

She bought mew's waiter in advance, and took Xue Youka towards the backstage. The waiter secretly put them in: "Sister Xiaoai, they are in it. Don't say it's me later. )of."

"I know." Tian Ai took her younger brother in. The backstage was not big. It was easy to see the turbo in the room drinking water. She was about to call, when she was blasted out by the security guards: "Two! You can't enter here. Get out now."

There used to be female fans sneaking in, and security is now strengthened.

Lin Shimao just stepped in and saw two people: "It's okay, don't be so fierce." His eyes scanned the two fans, a man and a woman in front of him. He skillfully signed a name and handed them the postcard. Backstage of our rehearsal, don't sneak in next time."

Tian Ai opened her mouth, but glanced at the room behind.

Lin Shimao noticed that there was no surprise at all: "Are you turbo fans?"

Tian Ai nodded: "Yes, I like him very much."

"Turbo won't see fans."

The security asked them out.

"Hey." Tian Ai and Xue Youka went out from mew and sighed, "I didn't expect that they were all blocked here, and I still can't get close to the turbo."

"Isn't he a student of T University?" Xue Youka was a little puzzled, and walked towards the school. "Then he must be in a dormitory. How about looking for his roommate? The school is just such a big one, and you can always find out if you ask a few more questions. Right."

"He doesn't live in school."

"Then he must be in class, can we go to the classroom to stop him?"

"It's useless. Last week we had a female staff member who waited for him to pass class. The turbo went too fast and she couldn't catch up. Moreover, he is now in his junior year and has few classes. There are only a few sessions a week."

"Then that, the publishing house of our school, why don't you go to the interview?"

"They, because this school magazine is a collaboration between us and the publishing house. We take the photos and they publish the content. The profit of the school magazine will be divided into half of us."

Since it wants to make a profit, the content of the school magazine must be the most interesting to the students. In the past, there has been a special issue of goddess, this issue is a special issue of male gods.

Tian Ai is not interested in making a profit. Even if it makes a profit, it must be confiscated. It's just that this task has been accepted, and it has been frustrated that she has been unable to handle it.

"Forget it, Xiaoka, will you be free tomorrow, come out to shoot?"

Huh?

"I'm free!"

"What type do you want to shoot?"

Xue Youka said that she can do it all: "Look at the senior sister, do you have any ideas."

"I have a studio in Mentougou, so we will see you at Nanmen at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will take you there and see what you look best on."

Back to the bedroom, Xue Youka was still a little dizzy. How could it be so easy to find a free photographer? You don’t even have to spend money to rent a studio...

Early the next morning, Xue Youka waited at the school gate for two minutes, and a coupe stopped in front of him.

Although Xue Youka is not interested in cars, he has studied the automobile industry when he researched stocks. Half of his current holdings are tsla.

And the car that Tian Ai-senpai drove, he also recognized that it was a Porsche Palamela.

Tian Ai's face wearing sunglasses came out from the open car window: "Scholar, get in the car."

Along the way, Tian Ai was chatting with him, and he even played a Scorpio song specially and asked him: "What do you like to listen to?"

"I used to listen to animation (cha) songs, Sun Shake, now I listen to some electronic music," he didn't know how to do it, so he said, "It's the kind of leg shaking songs mentioned on the Internet."

"Oh, I know which one you like." Tian Ai used a mobile phone connected to Bluetooth to find him the type he likes, and asked, "Is it this way." Xue Youka said yes, that's it.

After stopping the car in front of the red light, Tian Ai looked at him through her sunglasses.

This junior has a face that can be an idol in his debut. His pink (color) hair has faded (color), revealing a platinum color (color), and the roots have even grown some black (color). This is so, and it does not affect his outstanding appearance.

"I was suddenly curious, what does your black hair look like?"

"When the black hair grows out, I will cut off the bleached hair. Well, I should be able to see it in two months."

"Are there no pictures on your phone?"

"No, I didn't like taking pictures very much before. When I graduated from high school, it was only two months before I went to the comic show cos for the first time..."

He talked very well with his senior sister, and he didn't know if it was because of Tian Qingshang's high school. After more than an hour's drive, the two kept chatting, but she did not let the carriage go cold.

Tian Ai’s photography studio is actually a small courtyard. There is a 70-80-square-meter Japanese-style courtyard. The interior is divided into several sheds. Bopunk style, there is even a studio dedicated to taking underwater photos.

Business here is usually very good, and today is no exception.

Tian Ai said, "I rarely come here except for the creation. I asked someone to take care of it." She showed Xue Youka a few different styles of studio shots, "Which one do you like?"

"This good-looking."

"This is also pretty..."

"What to do with Sister, I can't choose."

Tian Ai cursed Juniang in his heart.

How could he be so cute.

She increasingly suspected that the boy was gay.

"Then you can take a yukata. Normally boys can’t capture the temperament of a yukata, but I think you can. Of course, it’s better if you have black hair, but this is also easy to handle, and it’s done for you later. Up."

This kind of Japanese yukata similar to the skirt style, boys wear a different kind of (color), especially the picture of a leg from the hem (exposed), like this kind of small fresh (肉rou) to wear, Tian Aiguang knew how attractive the shot would be.

Xue Youka was also wearing this kind of clothing for the first time. He changed into the clothes that the studio assistant handed him in the changing room. After putting on clogs and going out, everyone at the front desk of the studio turned to look at him, including renting the studio. Photographers and models.

That yukata was chosen by Tian Ai. It is very common or even old-fashioned when seen alone. It has a navy blue background (color), a white (color) tie-dye vertical stripes similar to denim fabrics. The collar is relatively conservative, and the jade white (color) is faintly visible. )'S collarbone, only a small ankle (exposed) under the skirt.

Tian Ai is almost unable to control her coveting for beauty (color). Everyone loves beauty (color), and she is no exception, but her junior (sexual xing) is too good, and her relationship history is also (gan gan). (Gan gan) Jingjing, smiling and crooked when talking, she can't bear to start.

"Do you want to shoot the exterior or interior first?"

"Anything."

The assistant took a fan for him as a prop.

In the sun, Xue Youka's pink (color) hair completely turned into platinum (color), and under the lens he gave the illusion that the whole person was about to burn to the point of foaming. Tian Ai was amazed by his lens.

Finding such a model didn't cost any money, it's worth it.

"I have taken more than a thousand shots. I will send you the original film at night. You can pick your own. If you like, you can send it to me. Simply adjust the (color) tone with lr."

From the SLR point of view, the quality of this group of photos is really good. Tian Ai’s Japanese-style courtyard is beautifully designed. If you don’t know just looking at the photos, you really think it’s Japan.

"Thank you, senior sister, can I post this photo by myself?"

"Moments of friends, of course."

"Weibo...can you post it?" he asked cautiously.

"It's your picture, you are free," Tian Ai said with a smile, "What is your Weibo name, I will pay you attention."

Probably because he took a photo that suits his heart, Tian Ai was like a chicken blood. After Xue Youka sent the photo to himself, he repaired four or five pictures overnight, and the next day he repaired a few more pictures, and made up a nine picture: " There are also some original films that are also very good. I will adjust (color) for you later."

"Thank you senior sister! Thank you!!!"

Xue Youka sent her a circle of expressions.

"It's okay, I have a great time taking this group of photos myself."

Xue Youka sent the photos to Sun Wenhao to see: "Mouse, how about these pictures?"

"Fuck!"

Sun Wenhao: "Where are you looking for a great god, this technique is amazing!"

The whole set of photos reveals a strong flavor of the Showa era, (color) is cooler, and the saturation is low.

And I don’t know how she did it. I changed Xue Youka’s pink (color) hair to gold (color). At first glance, this group of photos looks like an elf. There are a few photos of Tian Ai deliberately Ask him to open the neckline a bit, only (exposed) the collarbone, revealing a laxity, even a sense of innocence (sexual xing) temperament.

"It's the elder sister of our club. She is the vice president. She seems to be really good... The studio where we took pictures was still run by her."

"You are so lucky! Hugging the thigh of the rich woman, the rich woman is still such a great photographer, and has made a lot of money..."

Sun Wenhao said: "I'll pick a time to post to you later, and I can get more fans again. This set of photos is really eye-catching, really!"

Later, Sun Wenhao came to report on his record: "Just one hour after posting, you can see, these are all praises for you."

Xue Youka read them one by one and felt very happy. She said she would invite her senior sister to dinner. Sun Wenhao said: "Hey? Xiaoka, isn't your rich wife and senior sister beautiful?"

"I didn't pay much attention to it, it seems to be pretty, why..."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"How do I know this."

Sun Wenhao: "I just want to work hard. I will definitely like you. Invite her to dinner. If it is two people, it is not very good. You might as well do her a favor and give her personal affection."

"What can I help..."

"Hey, I thought about it!"

Xue Youka found Tian Aiyi and said, Tian Ai said: "I have a turbo class schedule here. The idea of ​​you go to his class and sit next to him is pretty good...he can't run away in class, for two hours. Class, I should be able to add one, as long as it can be added, we will talk about the rest."

Xue Youka: "Yes! I think this method is good too."

"But, your hair is a problem..."

His pink hair is simply a guide in the night, unless the professor is blind, otherwise it is impossible not to notice him.

Xue Youka immediately replied: "It's okay, Sister, I have fake hair, I'll go find a black (colored) one, you can just give me the timetable, and I promise you will do it!"

Xue Youka saw that he had a macroeconomics class tonight.

This turbo **** is from the same college with him, but from the economics department next door.

Xue Youka quickly called Sun Wenhao: "Mouse, do you have black (color) fake hair? Or dark brown (color), I will wear it after class."

"Are you in a hurry? I'm looking for it, I remember it was..."

"I'll come and get it now."

He swept a bicycle and rode from t to y.

Although they are not far apart, the two colleges and universities in this circle of colleges can be described as one world and one place. T is the top university in the country, and although y is also 211, it is far worse than t.

Xue Youka rode outside their school gate. The mouse held a storage bag in his hand. The bag was filled with a smooth black (color) fake hair.

"What's in such a hurry?"

"Let's talk to you later."

Before Sun Wenhao told him that this wig was the same style as Kotaro Gui, Xue Youka ran away on her bike.

Back to the dormitory, Xue Youka took a shower and came out to open the storage bag, only to see that it was long hair.

"Mouse...you, how come you have long hair."

"You are walking too fast, I haven't had time to tell you that this was bought by Kotaro Otsuka before, and I haven't worn it yet. My head is too big and I wear it like a lady... I was about to tell you about you. If you don’t go to the barbershop to cut it, you will run away."

Of the four roommates, two went out to play and one was in the library.

Xue Youka was in the dormitory alone and put on her wig. I have worn it a few times and have experience, and his head is small, so he doesn't look fake at all when he wears a wig.

Xue Youka looked in the mirror and found it too strange. He had never had such long hair before, and the ends of the hair fell almost to the position of the (chest xiong) mouth. Just as he was looking for scissors everywhere in the dormitory, planning to cut his long hair twice, the dormitory door opened.

The roommate opened the door, saw a girl with long hair in the dormitory, and slammed the door shut.

He looked up at the house number.

511.

That's right, that's right.

Knocked on the door.

Xue Youka opened the door: "...Brother Xiao."

Brother Xiao is the oldest in their dormitory. On the first day after entering the dormitory, the few people are divided into one, two, three and four according to age, and Brother Xiao is the eldest.

Brother Xiao's horrified eyes fixed on his face, then looked at his hair, the word "brother" couldn't be said.

"That...that," he couldn't help but become lighter, "old man, you..."

"Wig." Xue Youka explained freely, "I'm going to go to a class, afraid that the teacher will notice me, so I found a black (color) wig. Isn't it weird?"

"It's not surprising, it's..." He knew that the old man in the dormitory was very handsome, and he also knew that the girl in the back was named Xue Youka as the light of the finance department.

But I didn't expect the old man to put on a wig... I can see this level well.

"Very good, eh." He scratched his head.

"Will you be considered a girl?"

"No... you grow so tall, you still have Adam's apple, you still have leg hair... Oh no, you don't have a few leg hairs, but you don't look like a girl. If you look at it from the back, it looks a bit like it, but you don't on the front."

Xue Youka went out wearing a loose white (color) jersey. He didn't play basketball. He Xiaoyou snapped up his clothes in a float at the mall, with the number 19 printed on the back.

When going out of the dormitory, people kept looking back at him. Xue Youka even heard someone say: "Fuck, how come there is a beautiful woman in our dormitory, how did he come in..."

"Why is this beauty taller than me."

Xue Youka almost wanted to turn back and gruffly reply: "Have you ever seen a beautiful woman 42 yards long? I take it out and believe it or not!"

Finding the lecture hall in advance, Xue Youka sat behind to observe. He just saw Turbo on the spot last week, knowing what he looks like and knowing that he has a **** arm.

The classroom was half full. Most of the students came in. Xue Youka sat behind and looked forward. He quickly noticed a boy with a black (color) tattoo on his arm. He strode over and sat directly with the tattoo. Next to the man.

Fearing that the other party would run away, he waited for two minutes. He pretended to cover his face with a macroeconomics book. It was not until the class bell rang and the professor came in that Xue Youka whispered to him: "Hey, senior."

The tattooed man next to him looked down at this pretty sister.

When did they come to such a beautiful girl.

Ah so exciting.

The girl's low voice was not very sweet, but very gentle: "Hello, senior... can we add one?"

"Cough... okay." The tattooed man quickly took out his cell phone.

Only then did Xue Youka see his appearance clearly.

It doesn't feel right.

Turbo seems to be very handsome. Although this is not ugly, it is not so handsome.

"Are you turbo?"

Tattooed man: "..."

Xue Youka saw his expression and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, senior, I seem to have admitted the wrong person!"

"It's okay...Senior girl, are you specifically chasing turbo to class?"

"Yes, I have an interview to find him."

"Oh, interview...then don’t worry, I’ll help you find him." The tattooed man began to look up in the classroom, and soon found him, quietly saying to this elementary school girl, "He is in the last row, look for him on the left , The one wearing ny's black (color) tiger-head hat."

Xue Youka looked back and found him soon. He could vaguely see the face under the brim of the hat. It was indeed the band drummer I saw that night...but it's not right, why didn't he have a tattoo?

The tattooed man seemed to understand his doubts and explained in the voice of the professor: "His black arms are usually tattoo stickers, which are not as cool as you think. I have all tattoos. I have been tattooed for several years. "

The tattooed man raised his black arm and placed it on the table.

Xue Youka glanced at it and nodded: "Yeah, that's cool."

"Hey, generally..." The tattooed man smiled embarrassedly, picked up his mobile phone and displayed the QR code on it, "Then school girl, this...Shall we add it?"

Xue Youka was stunned for a second, and then said gruffly: "Brother, I'm a male."

The tattooed man was panicked: "..."

He took a closer look. The school girl he thought seemed to be a real man. Except for her hair, she did not hide anything else. She had a "flat as a wash" (chest xiong) chest, very obvious apple knots, jerseys and sneakers...

⺪, it seems that tm is a man.

Xue Youka kept looking back.

Thinking about how to sit inadvertently and sit next to the turbo.

It's just that he is separated by three rows from the Turbo God, which is too far... Xue Youka raised his eyes to look at the respected professor on the podium, and did not dare to act rashly.

But Xue Youka still stared at him, thinking that he would be blocked after class later, and would never give him a chance to escape.

Cheng Yu didn't listen to the class much. He was playing with a pen in his hand, and his eyes fell on the ipad. They recently came up with a new album, but the main single has not yet been determined. He has a melody in his brain.

He could feel the sight from the front, but Cheng Yu got used to it. He just pressed down the brim of his hat and didn't care.

It's just that the line of sight was too clingy, and looking back at him over and over again, Cheng Yu was really annoyed by the look, and raised his head to stare.

It was a girl with long black (color) hair and bangs. The eyes of the two people happened to meet in the air. At that moment, all the blood in Cheng Yu's body began to boil, and the air-conditioning in his eyes was all Evaporated, the pen in his hand fell on the table.

Cheng Yu stared at him so firmly, until the girl seemed a little shy, raised her hand and waved him, saying hi.