Men who have taken wedding photos know that it is definitely a hard and physically demanding job.
Of course, many men probably haven't taken pictures yet.
Brother Zhang is also the first time a grown-up girl has boarded a sedan chair.
From the moment he ordered his suit to entering the shooting studio, Zhang Ruo smiled foolishly for a while, slumped for a while, smiled again, and slumped again.
I cried at the end.
With the cooperation of big body movements, Brother Zhang has good physical strength and no pressure.
But the coordination of his facial expressions cost him his life.
During General Zhang's time, he didn't like to take pictures. Today, he took pictures from morning to noon, just grabbing a few bites of rice and taking pictures until late at night.
At one o'clock in the morning, when the photography brother insisted on making Brother Zhang laugh, Brother Zhang, who had a mental breakdown, directly scolded his mother: "If you laugh at your mother, I will die for you!"
Mr. Han, who is usually aloof and reclusive, immediately apologized to the photographer, then grabbed Brother Zhang by the corner of his clothes and said pitifully: "Brother Zhang, hold on a little longer, I am an internationally renowned photographer, don't do this..."
She is also tired.
But looking at those beautiful wedding photos, it was worth it no matter how tired I was.
It's just this once in a lifetime, Xuebao doesn't want to have any regrets.
In some aspects, women are stronger and more durable than men.
Otherwise, how could there be tired cows and unplowed fields?
Women love taking pictures so much. If they weren’t able to make the final decision, they would probably want to participate in the design of the photos…
Half past two in the morning.
Brother Zhang finally finished his filming work.
Because Xuebao was not satisfied with some of the photos, after discussing with the photographer, he took another two and a half hours of shooting...
Sitting aside, Brother Zhang, who was yawning profusely, lit a cigarette and glanced at Brother Lin, who was almost sleepy: "If she has such willpower to enter Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei will have to kneel down for her."
"Brother Zhang, you have knelt down more than once." Brother Lin, who did not want to get married, was a little afraid of marriage.
"You think you are very humorous?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Brother Lin.
"There are some humorous bacteria on my body..." Brother Lin retracted his neck.
"Get the car, I think it's almost ready." Zhang Ruoyu took two puffs and then strangled it.
Brother Lin just left.
Mr. Han came over holding Xiaoman's waist.
That expression could not tell whether he was dying or exhausted, but it made Brother Zhang feel very distressed.
"Hurry up and take a break. I just saw you rolling your eyes from exhaustion." Zhang Ruoyu gave up his chair, stood behind him and squeezed Mr. Han's shoulders and neck.
"My old waist..." Xuebao sat down and held his waist and said, "I will never remarry again to death."
Hearing this, Brother Zhang slapped Xuebao on the waist: "People are not beautiful, but their thoughts are beautiful!"
"Try harder." Xuebao twisted his small waist. "My waist is numb and I can't feel it..."
Zhang Ruoyu used his magical power, massaged Mr. Han's waist and said, "You didn't ask for it."
"The photos are so beautiful." Mr. Han said proudly. "Brother Zhang, you are also on camera. Some of the photos you took are really cool."
"Does that need to be said? I was born with a face suitable for filming movies." Brother Zhang massaged even harder.
After complimenting each other for a while, they arranged a time with the photographer to take the photos, and the couple left.
Brother Lin nearly hit a tree several times while driving. He was so tired that his head was filled with mud. If he was alone in the car, without General Zhang and his wife, he might have closed his eyes and opened his eyes.
When they got home, the couple simply rinsed their bodies and then stood up.
The sky outside the window was also bright.
Xuebao, who was so sleepy that he rolled his eyes at first, was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He discussed with Brother Zhang which photos to hang on the living room wall, which ones to make into a photo album, which ones could be put on the coffee table to be taken out when free, and which ones should be put on the bedside to decorate the bedroom.
Brother Zhang waved his hand and said: "Mr. Han, you make the decision. Do I have the right to say anything about this kind of thing?"
Xuebao's red lips turned up and he said proudly: "That's true, in terms of aesthetics, you are definitely not as good as me."
"Well, if I have an aesthetic sense, I can fall in love with you?" Zhang Ruoyu said with a strange expression.
"Bah." Xuebao raised his eyebrows. "This is the only time in your life when you fall in love with me."
"Sleep." Brother Zhang turned over, his mind completely blank.
But within a few seconds, a soft body pressed against his back, and a wisp of elegant fragrance floated into his nose.
"Brother Zhang."
Xuebao blew the pillow wind very charmingly, and his voice was a little sweet and a little bit cute.
"Hmm..." Brother Zhang was already confused.
At this moment, he was just like Olaf, who was exhausted after spending the second night in happiness.
"When did you fall in love with me?" Xuebao was very sweet and happy in his heart.
She only used some tricks, but Brother Zhang gave in and took her wedding photos.
He is so attentive and takes his own affairs into consideration.
"Who knows..." Brother Zhang didn't want to socialize, he just wanted to sleep.
"How about I tell you about my journey? In fact, it is difficult for a cold and strong woman like me to open up to a man. If I hadn't met you, Brother Zhang, I might never have been able to... Huh? Zhang
Brother? Asleep? Dog man!"
I kicked Brother Zhang on the butt and saw that he was completely unconscious.
Olaf was disappointed and crawled back to his bed dejectedly, admiring some photos he had specially asked for from the photographer.
Logically speaking, the film would not be distributed until it was finished. But unable to withstand Xuebao's money offensive, the photographer gave in completely and wished he could refine it overnight before sending it to her, for fear that the rich woman would not be satisfied.
"It's so beautiful." Xuebao admired each one and said sincerely that he is naturally beautiful. He can control any style and have any temperament with ease.
"What kind of bad luck did this bitch have?" Xuebao rolled his eyes at Brother Zhang, who was sleeping howling. "You can marry such a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a flower and can be licked so well? I really envy you."
