Restart the Flying Age

Chapter 37: Planting the Seed of a Cute Culture

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Wu Tao and An Rong held hands and finally left the campus.

At the age of first love, the first batch of strong friends began to leave one after another.

This is the first unforgettable experience in life, until it is replaced by a more painful experience, such as love.

Fortunately, they still have each other.

Walking on the street, no one said a word, let alone the matter of parting.

Until he walked to the gate of the district government as usual, An Rong still held his hand and did not leave him.

Finally, after An Rong tugged a few times, she didn't move. Then she turned around and said mysteriously, "Follow me in..."

"Eh?" Wu Tao glanced at Uncle Lin, who was facing a formidable enemy, and didn't speak.

An Rong had no choice but to explain in a low voice: "Don't worry, my parents promise not to show up suddenly tonight."

That's great! Wu Tao finally moved away, gave Uncle Lin a confident smile, and let An Rong drag him forward.

It seems that in this way, we can try our best to clear up the suspicion and tell old man Lin: I didn't want to go in, but she dragged me in.

The district government compound after get off work is very deserted. There was only the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and it even felt a little desolate.

On such a dark and stormy night, what did she take me home for?

Wu Tao couldn't help but wonder, could it be that she was influenced by today's parting feelings, what would she like to do?

Like KISS? Or more intimate contact or something?

While daydreaming, Wu Tao's eyes fell on An Rong's back.

Although there are gaps between some parts and Zhao Li, there are everything that should be there. Curvy and graceful, the girl next door is just growing up...

No, An Rong is not such a person! I know her too well.

Going upstairs and entering the house, the golden retriever suddenly walked out, cast a disdainful glance at the two of them, and continued walking forward with disdain.

I glanced left and right, but couldn't find Aunt Zhang's shadow.

"Where's Aunt Zhang?"

"Oh, she has something to go home today."

The thoughts I had just suppressed resurfaced again, could it be that night tonight? Secretly thinking about An Rong's age, 15 years old!

There is no longer the risk of "three-year start, maximum death penalty".

"Follow me into the house!"

So impatient? Wu Tao entered the boudoir involuntarily, and when he looked back, the golden retriever's eyes were fixed on him.

"I have something to tell you, but you promise not to get angry!"

How can I be angry? Wu Tao made a promise without saying a word.

An Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a letter from the drawer. The title in the lower right corner was Printed Popular Photography Magazine.

"Do you still remember the photos you took of the golden retriever last time? After I developed them, I felt something special, so I secretly submitted the manuscript. Unexpectedly, the manuscript was really passed, and there was still 300 yuan for the manuscript fee!"

It turned out to be this! For a moment, Wu Tao's inner thoughts disappeared: "I thought it was a big deal, it's so mysterious."

Accustomed to the scale of thousands of dollars in manuscript fees, he doesn't care about such a small amount of money now.

For photography journals, this kind of blind submission itself has a low rate of submission, and it is already a conscience to have such a small manuscript fee.

An Rong changed the subject, and said in a troubled tone: "But the other party wants me to shoot another series of works for them, so as to facilitate a special feature. And this time the manuscript fee is 5,000 yuan, what should I do?"

This is regarded as a directional appointment, and the price is naturally high.

Wu Tao said casually: "Then I'll help you shoot a series and send it to them."

"But I used your name..."

Wu Tao took it over and saw that the photographer was his own name, with a stage name attached: The sound of the waves is still the same.

Seeing his sulky look, An Rong stuck out her tongue playfully, and decisively sacrificed Shang Fang's sword.

"You promised me just now, don't be angry!"

Whether it is a paper or a work, when submitting a manuscript, the most taboo is not to obtain the consent of the signatory. Because if you are not careful, it may bring unexpected troubles.

For example, for the series of works that the other party asked to draft this time, if Wu Tao's mind was not filled with the thoughts of the previous life, it would be really difficult to come up with a series in a short while.

Seeing that he was motionless, An Rong thought he was angry, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry!"

After a while, Wu Tao came back to his senses: "Who said I was angry, I was thinking about how to shoot this series of works."

"real?"

Wu Tao nodded, thinking: "What do you think moved them last time? Is it the theme of animals, or some other element?"

"I remember you told me last time that it was 'cute' and 'cute'. I think this element moved them."

"Heroes see the same thing!" Wu Tao affirmed, with an idea in mind.

"But how can this 'cute' element be used in a series of works? After all, there is only one golden retriever..."

Wu Tao confidently said: "You don't know about this, in fact, the cute department is a very rich two-dimensional culture.

"The so-called cuteness originally means the sprouting of plants and trees, and when it is extended to animals, it expresses a particularly eye-catching and attractive attribute. For example, the arrogance and aloofness of the golden retriever are a particularly attractive attribute of cuteness. When it is extended to humans, it is like It’s the cuteness, natural cuteness, tsundere cuteness, etc. of beautiful girls.”

"It's very characteristic and connotative..."

The cute culture was introduced from the island country after 2000 in the previous life. So it is not surprising that Chinese people do not understand this cultural element these days.

However, in the previous life, the cute culture developed to the later stage, showing huge commercial potential and value, and even reached industrialization!

Wu Tao talked eloquently, this kind of cute style with huge future market potential is no stranger to him. But to An Rong's ears, it was not only fresh, but also interesting.

Speaking of later, Wu Tao's heart moved.

It is said that first-rate photography depends on ideas, second-rate photography depends on technology, and third-rate photography depends on equipment!

This cute style is a very valuable idea, which might give him a place in the art world.

Combined with the accumulation of experience in the literary world, in the future, at least in this literary and art world, he can become a prominent figure.

Thinking of this, Wu Tao lifted his spirits: "Then we will start shooting the work tomorrow, but this time we need to borrow some equipment from Qiu Meiren."

Hater Meiren is not a beauty, but a male artist with beautiful long hair, the young owner of a photography studio in the city, who is said to have studied at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and has a weird temper.

Last time, many of the promotional photos of the vineyard were developed by Wu Tao himself at his place.

Seeing that Wu Tao had made up his mind on this matter, An Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person relaxed, showing a lazy posture.

Very charming.

Wu Tao looked at it and became a little crazy.

Until there was a sound outside the door, Aunt Zhang came back.

A new chapter, and the first recommendation of this book is coming at the same time, book lovers who have tickets feel free to come here!

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