Chapter 2114: Feeling This Person Looks Familiar

Qingkong's lips moved, but he did not deny it.

Seeing that he did not object, Su Kexuan continued, "As for you, you shoot the works you like, and I will come to handle the trivial matters for you."

This was also the promise Su Kexuan gave when the two first made contact.

Now, Su Kexuan had fulfilled it.

Yet Qingkong had doubts in his heart: "I have looked into you; you are very good at making money, so are you helping me because I can help you make money?"

"In the future, yes. For now, though, I'm just losing money to build a reputation."

Su Kexuan did not want to talk about hollow things like "sentiments."

Therefore, she stated her thoughts very straightforwardly.

It was just that her thoughts did not please Qingkong.

He felt that in Su Kexuan's eyes, he had become a commodity.

Su Kexuan noticed the change in the emotions in his eyes, so she did not continue speaking.

She took a key and a card out of her bag and handed them over: "You should stay here for this period of time."

"Thank you, the accommodation fees..."

"I have noted them all down, including the money spent on you before; later, it will be deducted from your remuneration."

Su Kexuan's decision made Qingkong feel less pressure.

He did not like owing favors, especially regarding money; it was best to have things calculated clearly.

And Su Kexuan's approach was exactly to his liking.

Come to think of it, Su Kexuan was truly a person who made one feel pleasantly surprised.

When he first met her, Qingkong thought she was just an ordinary, beautiful woman.

Only after getting to know her did he realize that her beauty and her capability were directly proportional.

Not only was she methodical in her work, but she was also very principled.

It was just that, although she was always smiling, her smiles were formulaic.

Yet, just a moment ago while looking at the photos, her smile had held a bit more genuine feeling.

This discovery made Qingkong very curious.

He wanted to know what exactly had happened to make a person like her happy.

Could it be... that she made a lot of money?

Qingkong rarely had the urge to gossip.

Su Kexuan then took out her phone and humbly asked Qingkong for advice: "I also took some photos at my friend's wedding; let a professional give a critique."

Qingkong took the phone and flipped through them one by one.

His expression had no fluctuations, his voice was also calm, and as for the evaluation, it was concise and to the point: "Very amateur."

"Hmm... I am indeed at an amateur level, but the scene was overflowing with happiness at the time, so I couldn't help but want to record it."

"Photos are a form of recording; what you captured can be considered to have grasped the essence."

As Qingkong spoke, his finger sliding across the photos paused for a moment.

Afterwards, he pointed at the photo on the phone and said: "This one is distorted, delete it."

Su Kexuan looked closely, then immediately took the phone back and changed the subject: "By the way, I have arranged an interview for you."

"An interview? I don't like them."

"I guessed as much, so I only accepted one for you. The reporter interviewing you is learned and is also a photography expert; I believe you will have a very pleasant chat."

Qingkong still wanted to refuse.

But after checking the time, Su Kexuan stood up and said: "I have to go to the airport; if there is anything, we will talk when I return."

"Alright, be careful on the road."

Qingkong watched Su Kexuan leave, and then continued drinking his unfinished coffee.

After Qingkong put down his coffee cup, he suddenly felt...

That photo Su Kexuan took that was distorted, why did it look a bit familiar?

The exhibition hall on the weekend was bustling with people.

Most of the people in the exhibition hall had come for the photographer—Qingkong.

They appreciated the works and exchanged ideas with each other; the atmosphere was harmonious.

But among them, there were also those just there to join in the fun.

Jiang Mobai belonged to this type.

He stood in the crowd with a serious expression, staring at a piece of work for a long time.

Seeing this, Wang Zi also looked over.

Then he nodded repeatedly: "These photos are really taken quite well!"

"What's good about them?"

"... Realistic!"

Hearing this evaluation, Jiang Mobai rolled his eyes.

He was not interested in photography exhibitions.

Coming here was also to find some common topics with Su Kexuan.

But he could not see the knack of it, and Wang Zi, who came with him, was even more of a layman.

What could the two of them discuss?

Sigh, if he had known, he would have called Jiang Motian.

Jiang Mobai felt a bit annoyed.

Suddenly, he felt Wang Zi touching his arm.

Looking over, he heard Wang Zi say, "Brother Mobai, look, that old gentleman over there seems to be giving a lecture!"

Giving a lecture?

Jiang Mobai immediately leaned in.

The person currently holding forth was a professor from a university.

He had come here during a break to appreciate the fine works, but had happened to run into some students from his school.

On a whim, he began to explain things to everyone.

The students listened, completely enthralled.

Jiang Mobai also secretly marveled at his own good luck.

Just as he was getting sleepy, someone had come to provide a pillow!

Jiang Mobai began to prick up his ears and listen carefully.

Yet, under the gazes of those filled with admiration, someone let out a cold laugh.

This abrupt laughter immediately drew the professor's attention.

He squinted over and saw a young man with his arms crossed, leaning against a pillar not far away.

The professor lifted his chin slightly and asked, "Young man, do you have some different opinion?"

Qingkong shrugged and said with a mocking smile, "I reckon when the photographer took this picture, they didn't have as much psychological activity as you do."

"You must be an amateur, right? When taking photos, one must not only master technique but also carry emotion."

"But thinking too much will affect your judgment and also affect the capturing of the image; a professional photographer must be calm."

Qingkong's words were completely opposite to what the professor had just said.

This made the professor lose face.

He darkened his expression and reprimanded, "Young man, if you don't understand, you should ask more; only by being down-to-earth can you make progress!"

After speaking, he stopped interacting with Qingkong and instead used him as a negative example to admonish the students.

Qingkong could not listen any longer.

But he was also too lazy to communicate with such an ignorant person, so he shook his head and walked away.

Jiang Mobai had just thought the old professor was learned and worthy of respect.

But the way he was now taking the opportunity to belittle someone else...

It was just too lacking in character!

Jiang Mobai frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction quite bluntly: "Even if you have a different opinion, there's no need to belittle others!"

The old professor was in the middle of rebuilding his positive, professional image.

And now another young man had come to pick a fight?

The old professor suppressed his anger and asked, "Then what is your opinion of this work?"

"It looks good!"

Jiang Mobai's evaluation was simple and direct.

Yet it also caused quite a few people to chuckle.

Especially the old professor, whose gaze toward him was full of disdain.

But Jiang Mobai did not feel there was anything wrong with himself.

He said calmly, "Aren't photographic works meant for people to enjoy? Being pleasing to the eye is enough. Do you really have to use professional jargon to show off how superior you are? True superiority isn't like that!"

"Then is pretending to understand when you don't considered superior!?"

Seeing the other party resort to personal attacks, Wang Zi got fired up and immediately retorted: "You're the one acting arrogant because of your age!"