Chapter 108: Zhang Zifeng: So handsome, I'm stunned! [Please subscribe! 4]

The atmosphere was slightly silent.

After all, they had just been praising him fiercely, only to find out they were praising the wrong person.

This was quite awkward.

"Ahem."

"Speaking of which, I actually should have thought that Brother Qin's culinary skills weren't bad."

"Being able to film food so excellently, his culinary skills must be very good."

Huang Lei smiled and added, "Facts have proven that this is indeed the case."

"I was a bit like showing off in front of an expert."

"Teacher Huang, it's not as serious as you say."

"There's no such thing as high or low; as long as you can cook a good meal, that's enough."

Qin Mu said softly.

"Haha, Brother Qin is right."

"Why distinguish between high and low? As long as you can do things well, that's fine."

"Besides, for those of us who can't cook, wouldn't we be extremely ashamed?"

Zhang Yimou joked.

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Mu and nodded secretly.

Humble, polite, and graceful!

"Teacher Huang, let's keep working hard. Anyway, no matter how bad you cook, I will eat it all."

Peng Peng laughed.

Instantly, Huang Lei's face fell.

Are you encouraging me?

Or are you scolding me?

Even if I don't cook as well as Brother Qin, it's not like it's inedible!

"Uh..."

Seeing Teacher Huang's "I'm going to deal with you" look, Peng Peng shrank his neck.

Seems like I said the wrong thing.

"Hahaha!"

"Peng Peng is truly Teacher Huang's 'intimate little cotton-padded jacket'."

"Peng Peng, run, Teacher Huang is going to hit you!"

"Too funny, how to anger Teacher Huang in one sentence."

Everyone burst into laughter.

By evening.

The time was about right, and Zhang Yimou and Director Chen left after saying goodbye.

As for Qin Mu, he was originally going to leave with them.

But he was held back by Huang Lei and the others with persistent persuasion.

'Something about having more people makes the house livelier.'

'Something about moving into a new house, you must have a powerful person to hold down the fort.'

'Something about...'

Anyway, all sorts of strange reasons.

Qin Mu didn't refuse; for one, it was closer to where he would be filming tomorrow morning, and for another, the accommodation at Mushroom House was always better than setting up a tent at the film set.

The group happily returned to the living room.

Chatting, singing, playing games.

It was very lively.

During the whole process, they were surprised to find that Brother Qin was not only strong at photography but also very strong at games.

Like the counting game, the switch game, the ABC game, the butterfly-catching game, the black magic game.

Anyway, one brain teaser after another that had stumped countless guests at Mushroom House was easily solved by Brother Qin.

It was as if it had no difficulty at all.

Leaving Peng Peng, who was excitedly preparing to make a comeback in games, with a bitter face, feeling extremely depressed.

At twelve o'clock at night.

Because they had to get up early tomorrow to welcome guests, everyone stopped staying up late.

They returned to their rooms to sleep.

There were quite a few rooms in Mushroom House, so Qin Mu picked one at random.

Just finished washing up.

Knock, knock!

He heard a knock at the door.

Qin Mu opened the door, and Zhang Zifeng was standing outside, holding a small booklet in her arms.

"Brother Qin, are you asleep?"

She stood on tiptoe and asked softly.

"Not for a while yet."

"Then can I come in?"

Zhang Zifeng's eyes were full of stars.

"Sure."

Qin Mu invited her with a smile.

The two sat on the edge of the bed.

"Brother Qin, can you help me see how I'm doing with my photography?"

Zhang Zifeng spread out the booklet in her hand; it was a collection of her photographic works.

She had been a photography fan since she was a child, otherwise, she wouldn't have been captivated by Qin Mu's talent.

"Sure."

Qin Mu smiled and flipped through it page by page.

Come to think of it, Little Sister did have some photography standards, but she hadn't undergone professional training.

In some angles and aspects, there were still some flaws.

"This photo."

"Actually, if you had squatted three centimeters lower and moved the camera fifteen degrees to the right, it would have felt better."

Pointing to a photo, Qin Mu said softly.

When Zhang Zifeng heard this, she hurriedly recalled the situation when she took the photo, and then her small, cute body moved slightly according to the angle Brother Qin mentioned.

Click!

Her fingers gently pressed the air.

"Wow, it really is!"

A blurry photo gradually emerged in her mind.

The effect was really much better.

"Your foundation is still okay."

"After you finish your exams, you can consider going for professional training."

Qin Mu smiled.

An interest is born from love.

As long as you can treat it seriously, you will definitely gain something.

"Hmm, I will definitely learn from you!"

Zhang Zifeng was praised by her "idol" and was instantly restless.

She hurriedly clenched her delicate little fist and pouted, cheering herself on.

"Brother Qin, can you teach me anything else?"

"Sure."

"Look at this landscape photo, the angle chosen is quite good, but the focal point wasn't chosen well. You should have mainly photographed that parrot and blurred the background."

"..."

Under the light, the little girl rested her chin on her hands, listening to the very reasonable words, but her gaze couldn't help but look at the handsome profile in front of her.

So handsome!

Gradually, she was stunned!

The next day, early in the morning.

Qin Mu got up and went out for a morning run.

Last night, he and Little Sister talked until nearly two o'clock; Little Sister was yawning hard, but still couldn't bear to leave. In the end, it was only under his helpless persuasion that she returned to her room, looking back every three steps.

Come to think of it, it was also magical.

This girl usually had to sleep at eleven o'clock, but yesterday she was able to stay up without feeling sleepy.

Truly the "power of an idol"!

Just as Qin Mu was running rhythmically, the shouts of Peng Peng and Huang Lei came from behind.

He slowed down slightly, waiting for them to catch up.

"Brother Qin, Teacher Huang, why don't we compare who runs faster?"

Peng Peng's brain had a lapse, and he suggested it on a whim.

"Sure."

"No problem."

Both expressed they had no objections.

"Then let's start!"

Just as Peng Peng and Huang Lei gathered their strength, preparing to exert force.

They found that Qin Mu had already sped away, leaving only a back view, leaving them stunned.

Damn it!

How can we compare?

It's not even the same level at all!

"You're the one who causes trouble!"

Huang Lei was speechless and reached out to slap Peng Peng on the head.

Aren't you looking for trouble?

Can't you just run properly?

You have to look for abuse!

Peng Peng: "..."

You clearly agreed to it yourself!