Bai Xingjian, male, 22 years old.
He dropped out of college.
Speaking of which, in this life, he and Yang Mi were actually classmates.
They were all students of the Beijing Film Academy.
However, Yang Mi was in the performance department while he was in the photography department.
However, the original body had left Bai Xingjian with a lot of trouble.
One of the problems was dropping out of university.
In the beginning, Bai Xingjian blamed the original body in his heart. He could have just taken a proper photo, but he had to do something fancy.
Although he wasn't expelled by the school directly, his failure to graduate showed the school's attitude.
They didn't fire him because they didn't want to lose their heads.
Of course, if the original body didn't want to look decent, the school would do something to help him.
So transmigration, rebirth, and parallel worlds?
Originally, Bai Xingjian really thought that he had transmigrated and reincarnated into a fellow with the same name.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that something was wrong.
He had always been him, but now he remembered.
A letter came from the tide of Qiantang River. Today I know I am me.
It was not some transmigration or possession, but more like solving the mystery of the fetus.
The original photography department's lecher Bai Xingjian had fused with the memories of Bai Xingjian from the parallel world or the future world, creating the current him.
How could it be such a coincidence that he had been a photographer for two lifetimes?
It was only because he, Bai Xingjian, had always liked to play this game.
In the past twenty years, he had not been able to recall another memory until recently.
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According to the usual practice, there would be a cheat when one was reborn.
Bai Xingjian was no exception.
However, his hack wasn't very smart.
It took him a long time to figure it out.
In the beginning, he found that he could see treasure chests above a very small number of people.
At that time, Bai Xingjian had still foolishly reached out to touch that thing, but naturally, he had touched nothing.
She was almost slapped by that junior at the school gate.
Later on, after careful observation, Bai Xingjian discovered that there was a progress bar at the bottom of those treasure chests.
Hence, he guessed that he would have to find a way to make the progress bar full before he could get the treasure chest.
Careful verification, bold practice, rigorous analysis
After a few days of rubbing, Bai Xingjian also discovered some clues.
Not everyone had this treasure chest.
When he strolled on the streets, he almost couldn't see this thing.
At the entrance of the Northern Film Academy, this thing would occasionally appear.
If it was an ordinary university, it would not be very common.
When he ran to the entrance of the Central Drama Academy to wait, he realized that the frequency of treasure chests appearing had increased again.
What these people with treasure chests had in common was that they were more or less famous.
At the same time, the quality of the treasure chests seemed to be related to their fame.
However, the sample was a little small, so Bai Xingjian wasn't very sure.
The treasure chest with the highest quality he had seen belonged to Huang Lei, the teacher of Bei Ying.
This young man who had become popular in the 1990s was still very famous and influential.
Therefore, it was a golden treasure chest.
At the same time, he also found a way to increase the progress bar of the treasure chest.
That was his old profession, taking photos.
However, the progress was still very slow.
How long would this f * cking take? How many shots would it take?
In the beginning, he had wanted to focus on the yellow lightning until the golden treasure chest was filled to the brim.
In the end, he stared at her for a few days like an idiot and took thousands of photos. In the end, the progress bar was really touching. He might have only gone one percent.
Therefore, Bai Xingjian gave up on the idea of reaching the heavens in one step and turned to find a treasure chest of lower quality.
She was Yang Mi, who had yet to evolve into a big honey.
As a child star, although she was not very popular now, she was still somewhat famous.
There was a Bronze Treasure Chest above her head.
It just so happened that she hadn't been filming recently and had returned to school. Occasionally, she would run around in Yanjing for jobs and so on. Bai Xingjian could also think of a way to secretly follow her.
After following her for more than a week and taking thousands of photos of her, he successfully made the progress bar reach more than 20%.
Looking at the situation, he estimated that it would take nearly two months to succeed.
Therefore, Bai Xingjian chose to take the risk!
He didn't want to secretly take photos anymore. He wanted to take photos openly! He even wanted Yang Mi to pose with him!
Although Bai Xingjian was not sure if he could do it when he first decided to do it, how would he know if he didn't try?
When Yang Mi arrived at the studio for the magazine shoot from school alone, she took advantage of the fact that the other party's photographer hadn't arrived yet and took over the studio.
It was obvious that he had succeeded.
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To be honest, Bai Xingjian was really nervous to death right now.
He was walking on a tightrope.
When he first came in, Yang Mi was very confused and said that the filming wouldn't start after an hour. She came early so that he had enough time to " commit the crime."
But who knew if the real photographer would arrive early.
However, he had no choice.
During the filming process, he realized that the progress bar did increase very quickly even though he had Big Mimi cooperate with him.
However, the progress of obtaining the same type of style seemed to be on the line.
After a period of rapid growth, the speed immediately shrank crazily.
If Bai Xingjian was well prepared, he could get a dozen sets of different styles and take photos of different styles.
But where did he get the preparation?
He could only attack from another angle. It made Yang Miyue transmigrate less.
This was his only choice.
Previously, he was walking on a tightrope. Now, he was walking on a blade.
He felt that he was being tortured!
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