Chapter 40-Photographer's Skills
After Zhang Fan returned to his dorm room, he began to think about his new skills.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking up. You have obtained the skill, Photographer Master. You have obtained the skill, Medical Saint. Your appearance has increased, and your figure has strengthened.
Sure enough, it was quite a good thing to split the two of them. They could directly obtain two skills.
This was quite good. Then, his brain was filled with a bunch of skills.
The photography industry was a money-making industry. The top photographers could shoot very good works and earn a lot of money.
[Medical Sage: Your hands have magical functions. They can relieve pain and improve your body.]
What was this?
Zhang Fan didn't really understand what was going on, but he had a detailed method of using it.
Zhang Fan massaged the muscles on his arms. He could clearly feel the increase in strength in his body.
Afterwards, Zhang Fan went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He then massaged his face. Zhang Fan could even feel the slight changes on his face.
His skin seemed to have become more delicate. His entire face seemed to have become healthier, and he looked even more handsome.
F * ck, that's awesome. If he massaged girls, the money he earned would skyrocket. This was like a special ability.
Awesome, this skill was awesome.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's phone rang. He picked it up and said,""Hello,"
"Zhang Fan, it's me. Tao Yaoyao, don't be in such a hurry to hang up.”
"Oh, you, what's wrong?"
Zhang Fan didn't hate Tao Yaoyao that much. He only hated Tian Tian.
He instructed, ordered, and even instilled other thoughts into Yaoyao every day, some incorrect views on women's rights.
He was actually quite concerned about Yaoyao looking for him.
"Zhang Fan, are you really not going to contact us?”
"I won't contact you anymore. You're still high school students. Studying is more important.”
"No, no, no... Zhang Fan, I want to know what you think. I want to know if what you said about liking me back then was true.”
"It's fake. I'm just putting on an act with you.”
"Ah, it's true. It's really like Tiantian said. You guys just want girls to put on a show and refuse to admit it?”
Zhang Fan thought about it for a moment. Forget it, he decided to help out.
" Since we've broken up, I'll give you a word of advice. What do you like and what do you do? You have to have your own views and don't listen to others. In the future, if you meet a man who says that he likes you, you have to think about it and judge for yourself. Even if you're wrong, you won't regret it. This is your own choice. Don't listen to others for no reason. It's not worth it. You've already grown up.”
Yaoyao was stunned for a moment. This was the first time she had ever heard Zhang Fan chat like this.
She repeated a few sentences over and over again, asking if she had eaten, if she was hungry, and if she was beautiful today.
"Then you don't want my photos anymore?”
Zhang Fan was so f * cking shallow. Zhang Fan couldn't help but mock himself.
What was there to see in the photo?
"No, don't give others photos casually in the future. Perhaps others will use your photos to deceive people. Remember to be careful.”
Tao Yaoyao said," I know. Zhang Fan, why have you become so talkative like an uncle? I'm calling to see if you're feeling uncomfortable."”
"What's uncomfortable? We just broke up."
Tao Yaoyao had a very kind personality and was not very good at rejecting people. If it was not for Tiantian's help, she would have been scammed long ago. However, her luck was also very good. She always met some especially kind people.
"I feel like you're just being perfunctory. You should be very sad, right? Don't do anything stupid.”
Zhang Fan helplessly smiled. What was so stupid about breaking up?
"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. It's very late.”
The call ended.
Now, he didn't even want to chat with him?
Did we go too far?
Tao Yaoyao was very blank about relationships. How could a sixteen-year-old girl understand those things? As long as she was happy, it was actually very good.
Late at night, many people slept late.
The next morning, Zhang Fan didn't have any classes in the morning. He went to the digital mall in the city and bought a special camera and lenses for the cameras.
One set. A few hundred thousand was the least.
Of course, he got a decent computer along the way and brought it all back.
After Zhang Fan bought the video camera, his roommates became extremely excited.
"F * ck, f * ck, give it to me. I want to act tough.”
"Zhang Fan, tell me honestly. Are you planning to pick up girls with your camera?”
"Playing with Wen Qing? Zhang Fan, you can do it."
Chasing girls, my ass. Zhang Fan was purely planning to take photos.
Zhang Fan didn't bother with his roommates as he strolled around the campus, looking for beautiful scenery.
Thanks to the system's bonus, Zhang Fan could directly use these skills he had obtained, allowing him to instantly find the most beautiful scenery. He could even choose to capture a grass, a tree, a running ant, a bird in the sky, or even a pedestrian walking on the roadside.
Light adjustments, post-production, and so on were all mastered.
"Faith."
Zhang Fan created his own themed photo album for the first issue and placed it in his Qzone.
Soon, the photos were shared by the students in the class.
His classmates also reposted it.
"F * ck, it's so beautiful, so beautiful. Where's the school?”
"Hui Yue Bridge? F * ck, is this still the bridge I know?”
"Unfortunately, I'm uncultured. I'll take the world with one sentence.”
Zhang Fan didn't really care about these things, but he was quite happy that everyone had acknowledged the photo.
However, what surprised Zhang Fan was that night fell.
Hello, Zhang Fan."
"Hello, who are you?"
"I saw your space and asked someone to get your phone number. I want to ask, are you a professional photographer or something?”
"I'm just taking pictures for fun."
"Oh, then can you help me produce a set of photos? I'll give you the market price.”
What was the market price? Zhang Fan really wasn't too sure.""Alright, name a price. I just started playing and don't know much.”
"I'll give you…8,000 yuan per set. This is my limit.”
"Sure, when are we filming?”
"Tomorrow. I'll get a room and you can come.”
What play?
Get a room?
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