Chapter 7: Summer Vacation Homework

"Hold this." Lin Zheyuan returned from a nearby fruit stall and handed a pale yellow lemon to Miss Luo Quan.

Miss Luo Quan held the lemon with one hand and said with difficulty: "How should I pose? I don't know at all."

Lin Zheyuan thought for a moment and said: "Hold it in the palm of your hand, then close your eyes and smile."

"Like this?" Miss Luo Quan held the lemon with both hands, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Seeing Miss Luo Quan's shoulders hunched too high, Lin Zheyuan corrected: "Don't be too stiff. You don't need to be so nervous. Be natural. You know, with your looks, even if you just stand there, the photos won't be bad."

Miss Luo Quan smiled when she heard this, took a few deep breaths, and let her shoulders down.

"Good, hold that pose!" Lin Zheyuan took out his DSLR camera, squatted in front of Miss Luo Quan, and pressed the shutter rapidly from a low angle.

This angle happened to allow the brilliant sunlight to shine into the lens through the edge of Miss Luo Quan's cheeks. Her golden hair, smile, and the lemon in her hand, together with the sunlight, formed a harmonious and wonderful picture, overflowing with the breath of youth and innocence.

In addition, by finding the angle, Lin Zheyuan cleverly captured the white, bright beams of light produced by the Tyndall effect, adding a few points of dreaminess and hazy beauty to the overall effect of the photo.

"Done." Lin Zheyuan looked at the photo in the camera and said with satisfaction.

"Let me see!" Miss Luo Quan took the camera from Lin Zheyuan's hand. After looking at it, she exclaimed: "The technique is quite good, it's just like those internet pictures!"

Lin Zheyuan showed a proud expression: "To be reasonable, most of those people who take internet pictures are not as professional as me... Alright, hurry up and change clothes, then go to the place to shoot the video."

"Change into which clothes?" Miki gently pulled over the four-wheeled cart full of women's clothing. On the cart were swimsuits, maid outfits, OL outfits, and JK school uniforms. Miss Luo Quan was no stranger to these clothes.

"Just this one." Lin Zheyuan pushed all the clothes to both sides, leaving only a white-based, blue-patterned camisole long dress.

"A dress..." Miss Luo Quan frowned, still feeling resistant to this kind of clothing in the depths of her heart.

Seeing that Miss Luo Quan seemed a bit unwilling, Lin Zheyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Miss Luo Quan shook her head: "Nothing, it's just that I've never worn a dress before."

Lin Zheyuan laughed: "You'll have to try it sooner or later. When you become famous in the future, you'll have to wear evening gowns when attending parties and award ceremonies."

I won't wear it even if I die! Miss Luo Quan secretly swore in her heart, then took the camisole dress off the hanger and walked towards the changing room at the seaside.

After changing, Miss Luo Quan got into Miki's car. Lin Zheyuan put the photography team's camera into the trunk and also got into the car, sitting next to the driver, Miki.

"Where are we going to shoot the short video?" Miss Luo Quan asked curiously.

Lin Zheyuan replied: "Going to Saigo Mountain."

"Saigo Mountain..." Miss Luo Quan's impression of this mountain in her mind was not deep. Compared to Mount Fuji, this mountain didn't seem famous. The only thing worth mentioning was that the former residence of Saigo Takamori was on this mountain, and Saigo Mountain was named after it.

Lin Zheyuan said: "There aren't many mountains with streams in this season. Mount Fuji is too far and has too many tourists. Saigo Mountain is not famous and has few tourists, so it's convenient to do anything."

Indeed, as Lin Zheyuan said, Saigo Mountain was very close. Miki only drove for twenty minutes to arrive. Although this place was considered a scenic spot, they didn't see anyone when they went in.

There was a concrete road at the foot of the mountain that was not too wide. This road led straight to the top of the mountain. On the way up the mountain, Lin Zheyuan kept sticking his head out of the car window as if listening to some sound.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Stop!"

Miki immediately stopped the car on the side of the road.

"There should be a stream nearby. We'll shoot the short video there." After getting out of the car, Lin Zheyuan took the camera from the trunk, while Miki and Miss Luo Quan moved towards the depths of the bushes. They also heard the sound of flowing water coming from inside.

Because there were no tourists, the greenery of Saigo Mountain was basically not damaged at all. The bushes were very dense. Although Miss Luo Quan held her dress and moved forward very slowly and carefully, many white marks were still left on her arms and calves.

And Miki was even worse. His shirt was torn with quite a few holes from clearing the way in front, which was basically ruined.

Fortunately, this road was not long, and the three of them soon drilled out of the bushes, and the gurgling sound of the stream instantly became clear.

In front of the three was a stream about ten feet deep and two meters wide. It gushed out from two giant rocks covered with moss, and the water quality was clear and transparent.

The bottom of the stream was covered with smooth pebbles. At a glance, it seemed as if several small fish were swimming in it. In fact, they were just red spots on the back of the pebbles.

"This is it. Take off your shoes and run and jump in it as you like. Remember to keep smiling." Lin Zheyuan, like a commander, gave orders to Miss Luo Quan.

Miss Luo Quan asked suspiciously: "Smile again? Won't the expression be too monotonous?"

Lin Zheyuan explained with a smile: "Smiling is the most beautiful and easily infectious language of human beings. It can express your inner feelings simply and clearly, bringing warmth to everyone."

"Fine, you're the professional, I'll listen to you." Miss Luo Quan took off her sneakers and walked barefoot into the stream.

The stream water gushing from the underground spring carried a coldness that made the whole person tremble, but after getting used to its temperature, it felt incomparably cool.

Under Lin Zheyuan's command, Miss Luo Quan began to run in the stream.

The stream, which could just submerge Miss Luo Quan's ankles, would splash up strings of water in every lift and fall of her legs. After Miss Luo Quan ran out for ten meters or so, Lin Zheyuan let her run back the same way, running towards the lens all the time.

These were the main shots of the short video. Next, Lin Zheyuan also let Miss Luo Quan shoot some segments, such as scooping up the clear stream water and sprinkling it into the air.

Such a picture must be full of aesthetics in Lin Zheyuan's eyes, but after Miss Luo Quan finished these actions, she became a drowned rat, and her whole body was basically soaked by the stream water.

There was no changing room nearby, so Miss Luo Quan could only wring out the water on her dress and endure it. Fortunately, it was summer, so Miss Luo Quan didn't have to worry too much about catching a cold.

The three returned to the car. Lin Zheyuan said to Miss Luo Quan: "The cover and short video are both shot. I'll take them back to produce, and I can hand them to Director Ishimura tomorrow."

Miss Luo Quan said sincerely: "Then I'll trouble you."

Lin Zheyuan scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "But I have a presumptuous request, I don't know if you can agree."

"Just say it."

Lin Zheyuan said apologetically: "It's just that I came to Tokyo this time partly because it's summer vacation, to learn and mix some qualifications, and partly to collect some material and do my summer vacation homework. I feel your photos and videos are quite good. Can I take them back as summer vacation homework?"

Miss Luo Quan laughed heartily: "I thought it was something else. You've done me such a big favor, just take these photos and videos and use them as you like. No need to be so polite."

Lin Zheyuan said happily: "Then I'm truly grateful. When your record is officially released, I will definitely let my classmates come to support you!"

After Miki sent Miss Luo Quan to her residence, Miss Luo Quan originally wanted to say she would go home, change clothes, and invite them both to dinner, but both refused, the reason being that work time was tight and there was no time.

Miss Luo Quan, whose invitation was rejected, was preparing to go upstairs when the landlord, who had been waiting for a long time, walked over and called her.

"Miss Luo Quan, you seem very busy lately." The landlord's expression was serious. Seeing her attire, which was completely different from when she went out in the morning, his eyes became increasingly solemn.

"I am a bit busy." Miss Luo Quan nodded, then took out her phone and said: "Mr. Landlord, I've already gathered the rent money. I'll transfer it to you right away."

In less than half a minute, Miss Luo Quan transferred the 70,000 yen rent she owed to the landlord's bank card. However, although the landlord showed a smile, he smiled a bit reluctantly: "Miss Luo Quan, actually you don't have to be so urgent about this rent. After all, you are a top student at the University of Tokyo. There are many ways to make money; there's no need to mix with those HD people."

"HD people?" Miss Luo Quan blinked in surprise.

The landlord nodded: "The person who picked you up tonight."

Miss Luo Quan explained: "Oh, that's a staff member from Sony Music. I wrote a few songs to be released, and today he picked me up to shoot the record cover."

"Oh... so that's how it is." The landlord suddenly realized. Even though he had lived to such an old age, he felt his old face burning at this moment. It turned out that it was all his misunderstanding.

"Otherwise, what did you think it was?" Miss Luo Quan asked curiously.

"Nothing!" The landlord waved his hand hurriedly and said: "Well... I wish your record sells well!"

Miss Luo Quan turned and went upstairs, waving her hand lazily with her back to the landlord: "Arigato~~~" ===== CHAPTER 8 =====