He asked back, and then said: "We, the post-00s generation, should have our own way of getting married, right? Wedding celebrations are okay, and the hotel decoration will look beautiful, but I don't want to hire a master of ceremonies and let others manipulate me."
"..." Zhou Peng had nothing to say.
What are these words?
Do you think I like it?
His opinion doesn't matter at home, where parents are the most important. The powerful father likes things of the old school. What can Zhou Peng do?
He felt that Chen Xing was right. What kind of emcee should be invited would be neither right nor foreign.
But isn’t there something we can do?
In the afternoon of the next day, a group of people, including the bridesmaids Qin Xinlei had found, gathered at the hotel. Several young people sat casually at the front of the banquet hall, listening to the emcee explain the arrangements for tomorrow's wedding, positions, entrance, etc.
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The master of ceremonies is from the county. He looks about thirty, has a good temperament, and his surname is Wang. He has strong professional skills. He went to Chengdu a few years ago to develop his own wedding company. Now he only accepts favor orders.
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The master of ceremonies said a few words, and Chen Xing had to whisper and translate with Hedwig, otherwise it would be boring to sit here.
The best man does not have many tasks, and Chen Xing does not need to hold the wine, help carry things, and always count the small red envelopes, firecrackers, etc., as well as tea, sweet glutinous rice balls, etc. for picking up the bride.
The bridesmaids are a little more troublesome. Every time the bride and groom serve tea, they have to prepare kneeling mats, serve tea and water, and help the bride change her clothes and put on makeup.
Of course, their most important task is to embarrass the groom.
Seeing their eager eyes, Chen Xing could only lament that he would not drink any weird soup tomorrow.
The next day, Chen Xing got up early.
After handing Hedwig to his parents, he went to the place agreed upon by everyone. The street was very long, but now a corner was occupied by twelve Beetles with double flashes.
The wedding car was still being decorated when Chen Xing arrived.
He walked from the beginning of the car to the end, stroking his chin with satisfaction. When he finally met Zhou Peng, he nodded with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, your wedding is a bit interesting. I have never noticed this car before, but after using
It’s so cute to use as a wedding car.”
"This was my wife's idea." Today Zhou Peng is radiant and his face is red even without makeup.
But this hairstyle is so ugly.
It doesn't look as good as when I comb it normally.
"Who did your hair? Do you have to wear your hair back?"
"There seems to be no rules, and where can we men find a stylist? I just did it myself to make my hair look more mature."
"It's so ugly." When Chen Xing heard that he had done it himself, he complained unceremoniously, "I was originally a young man, but with such a hairstyle, I suddenly look seven or eight years older. People who know me think that you have free love.
Those who don’t know better think Qin Xinlei has found a wealthy boss.”
"Ah? I'm not that old, am I?"
Zhou Peng was fine when he didn't gain weight. This year, I don't know if it's because he ate too much food or something else, but his figure has become visibly rounder over the course of a year.
He was already a bit chubby, but with his hair slicked back, he looked like an entrepreneur in his thirties or forties. He had gained weight, and he didn't look like a young man in his early twenties at all.
While there was still time, Chen Xing took Zhou Peng to get a new hairstyle. After only a little modification, the middle-aged and elderly people's slicked-back hair turned into a messy side-back. The whole person felt younger and more active in an instant.
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Chen Xing has his own aesthetic point for men's images. After all, he has shot so many commercials in France and knows as many stylists as he does photographers.
At a wedding, men's clothing matching is very simple. A normal suit will not make any mistakes or stand out, so you can only use a few tricks in matching your hairstyle.
After finalizing the look, Zhou Peng looked at the unfamiliar handsome guy in the mirror, his lips twitching like an AK.
But when he looked at Chen Xing washing his hands in the kitchen, his eyes instantly turned white.
"Why are you dressing up so handsomely when I get married? You will definitely steal the limelight by then. You came with your female companion, so don't mess with the little sister in our small county."
Chen Xing wiped his hands dry before coming out:
"You are getting married, and I have to dress up deliberately to attend it? Isn't this sick? You are my only good friend. Your wedding is also an important moment for me. I can't commemorate it by being more handsome?"
"Hey, forget it, you hold the bouquet of flowers and the satchel with the red envelope, and I will let you, a big internet celebrity, be my bag-carrying boy today."
"Okay."
Because Chen Xing was required to be the best man, there was another photographer for this wedding.
When the two of them walked out, they saw the photographer coming over with a camera. He could tell from his dress that Zhou Peng was the groom, but the camera still subconsciously focused on photographing Chen Xing.
He is tall, handsome and elegant. It would be great if I could ask him to be a model.
He is a photographer who specializes in taking wedding orders, and has cooperated with many surrounding wedding businesses. There is no shortage of orders, but who doesn’t want to have a few good works?
First make an appointment with a handsome guy, then make an appointment with a beautiful woman to take wedding photos, and finally retouch the photos and post them on Moments. This is a top-notch advertisement.
Maybe the income from any job will increase a little in the future.
So after he had taken enough footage of the team's early preparations, he strolled up to Chen Xing who was playing on his mobile phone in the car and asked, "Handsome guy, how old are you this year?"
"What to do?" Chen Xing looked him up and down.
The equipment looks a bit like that. The camera is Canon. This camera has correction for taking portraits. It doesn’t require much post-production to create good videos.
Among professional photographers, there is actually a chain of discrimination.
Independent photographers look down on studios, studios look down on photo studios, photo studios look down on wedding companies, and this photographer is dependent on the wedding company.
Chen Xing cannot be said to be discriminatory towards their views, but he is not that enthusiastic either.
"You seem to have been a model, right? I have a small job here and I wonder if you can take it?"
"Model? There really isn't one."
"Your figure is very suitable for wearing a suit. I have been taking wedding photos for many years. After a while, I will find a more beautiful female model. How about taking wedding photos with you? I can pay a high price."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Chen Xing put away his phone and put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother, you can tell me your high price and I will consider it."
Duan Fei, the other best man who was resting in the car, took a cell phone to record a video of the two of them, and now he suddenly started laughing.
The photographer and Chen Xing both looked at him.
Duan Fei is also Chen Xing's classmate. Although his relationship with Zhou Peng is not as close as that of him, he is still a very familiar person.
He laughed heartily and said:
"But let me see how overestimating one's abilities is in reality. I couldn't help it anymore. I laughed to death. My friend, if you don't know this face, search Chen Xing, Er Dongchen, the star in the starry sky."
"ah?"
The photographer was a little confused as soon as he said this, but he had been around for many years and knew that the man in front of him who looked like a male model must have some background.
So I apologized and prepared to leave.
I took out my phone and checked it, and my face suddenly turned red to the roots of my ears.
Such a young person is an international photographer? His work has been collected by the Louvre Museum? How can such a powerful person be seen in such a small county?
Did I read that correctly?
He read more news and became more and more familiar with Chen Xing.
A less generous photographer would definitely not continue to take this job after making such a big mistake, and would have to leave even if he broke the contract.
But instead he thought this was an opportunity.
No one who uses a camera for a living wants to take wedding orders all the time. He also wants to be like other photographers and earn hundreds or even thousands simply by taking pictures of beautiful women.
If I could build a relationship with this person, then if he throws out a few small resources casually, it would be enough for me to eat until my stomach is round, right?
The photographer immediately turned on his camera and prepared to use his lifelong skills to capture this wedding... If you miss this opportunity, you will probably never see it again.