After gender swapping, my best friend and I hardcore BL (Boys' Love) became top influencers.

Of course, all these external disturbances had nothing to do with Jiao Wangshu at this moment.

After a long day of grueling training, he still has to find a secluded spot to secretly edit photos.

Upon opening the compressed file that Uncle Donghai had just sent, Jiao Wangshu's vision went completely black.

He couldn't tell if it was a habit or just numbness, but he skillfully opened one image after another, adjusted the proportions, removed yellow and gray tones, added filters, corrected colors, and then performed high-definition image quality restoration...

Jiao Wangshu's hands kept moving, her fingers tapping so fast they were almost blurry.

As he was fixing it, he suddenly put the phone aside.

No, I still get so angry just thinking about it.

So Jiao Wangshu decisively exited the photo editing software, opened the WeChat chat window, and found that familiar profile picture:

【Uncle, how about we buy some image packs from other fan site admins in the future? I'll pay for it ●︿●】

The dialog box shows that the other person is typing:

【What's wrong? Did I not take enough photos? I'll try to take more next time I pick you up from get off work!】

It's not because of that.

Jiao Wangshu painstakingly typed out these seven large characters:

Uncle, you've sent me a lot of photos already, but these pictures are just so ugly...

Upon seeing the message from Jiao Wangshu, Fu Donghai felt a thousand disagreements:

[Ugly? Really? The comments under your two fan sites are pretty good.]

Everyone said the photos looked great, praising me for taking them quickly and well. They kept thanking me and told me to take more photos.

[It seems like all my fans think I'm a girl, and they all call me "sister," which makes me a little embarrassed, hehe.]

After replying to Jiao Wangshu's message, Fu Donghai casually shared the two posts with him, which were photos of them commuting to and from get off work yesterday.

The first group is a Reuters photo of Ling Tinglan.

The boy in the picture is wearing a gray training uniform with a long black coat over it. The large hood of his sweatshirt covers his entire head, leaving only a small part of his chin showing.

Even though the hat obscures her entire face, the outline of the half-face that is visible is already stunning enough.

The feeling of being handsome is all-encompassing.

When Ling Tinglan's most attractive and admirable features and bone structure were covered up, the rest of his body immediately became clearer.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, upright figure, Ling Tinglan's muscles are firm yet not overly muscular, fitting perfectly against her bones. She embodies the ideal physique that many envy – looking slim in clothes and muscular without them. She's practically a walking clothes hanger.

The boy walked alone on a forest path in late autumn.

When the wind rises, maple leaves fall and fly, the dark blue withered leaves like fluttering butterflies, lingering and following the hem of his clothes. He stands there, reflected in the clear sky and the deep autumn colors.

Six photos in a row form a complete timeline.

This world is his stage.

The number of likes, shares, and comments on this set of photos is well worth the quality of this behind-the-scenes footage, and it's still trending on social media with the hashtag #LingtinglanLinShenQiuSe#.

Similarly, another set of Reuters photos of Kyaukse was also posted below.

The difference is that, in the same commuting photos, Jiao Wangshu was only captured in the instant she entered the base gate.

The little figure in the picture seems to be very cold, wrapped up tightly with his hands and feet tucked in, but his face is fully displayed. So no one pays attention to the bulky, even somewhat comical, coat that Jiao Wangshu is wearing.

Everyone's attention was completely drawn to his face.

He seemed to hear someone calling his name. The person in the picture turned slightly to the side, his expression showing slight surprise, and tilted his head to look at the camera.

How can I describe that glance?

It was as if everything in the world had become his backdrop at that moment.

It was a bleak late autumn, and the world was withering away, but even withered trees can bloom again in spring, and I met you again.

The two sets of pictures have already been forwarded and liked over a million times, and the number of followers on both of their fan sites has also increased. Seeing the data climbing and the little red dots constantly refreshing in the background, Fu Donghai was extremely proud.

He said he had a natural talent for being a fan site administrator, as he could easily generate viral posts.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten that anyone who took a casual photo of Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu would look like a professionally edited person. In fact, all you need to do to be their fan site manager is have hands.

Why did Jiao Wangshu end up operating this account? It's really hard to guess :).

Fu Donghai's photography skills are, in a sense, incredibly good. He can take pictures of two people from every angle, yet his own uncle manages to find the 361st degree angle that looks like a death trap.

Moreover, for some reason, the pictures he takes are always shrouded in a strange light that is either yellow, black, or gray.

Although, thanks to Jiao Wangshu's guidance and Fu Donghai's own exploration and learning, the photos he takes now are much better than before, editing them is still very tiring!

Jiao Wangshu had already paid too high a price for his initial statement that "it can be repaired." Now he had accepted that it could be repaired, but not indefinitely. In order to make things easier for himself in the future, he decided to ask his uncle Donghai to buy some maps.

But Fu Donghai on the other end of the phone was still smugly pleased with himself:

[How about it! These two sets of photos turned out really well, right? I told you your Uncle Donghai is incredibly talented at taking pictures!]

Do you dare look at his huge, dark circles under his eyes and say it again?

Upon seeing this sentence, Jiao Wangshu lost all his strength. How could he not know how beautiful these two sets of pictures were? Because he had edited them himself overnight last night!

Is it possible that it's all because I fixed it well?

Uncle, we should be good and not force ourselves into circles we don't belong in.

I really can't fix it anymore.

[Just buy some image packs. If you can't find a way to buy them through a proxy, I can recommend a few groups to you.]

Fu Donghai rubbed his nose sheepishly:

Is it really that ugly?

[Want to buy image packs? I think I'm in one of those WeChat groups you mentioned.]

Jiao Wangshu was somewhat surprised to see Fu Donghai's reply. Was Uncle Donghai's learning ability really that strong? He had already infiltrated the proxy bidding group. Ordinary fans really couldn't find this kind of thing.

Before he could react, Fu Donghai shared several screenshots with him:

Is this the correct one?

A screenshot shows a group called "AAAdp八方来财（禁）互+广" that catches the eye.

Fu Donghai then sent a message:

【You want me to ask these people in the group to buy the images, right?】

Jiao Wangshu quickly replied:

[Yes, yes, yes! Uncle, just pick a few of the cheaper ones, but don't buy the really cheap ones, the quality is bad.]

Are the more expensive image packs always of better quality?

Upon seeing Fu Donghai's message, Jiao Wangshu was somewhat puzzled, but still honestly replied:

Yes, you get what you pay for, and generally speaking, the more expensive image packs are better.

Upon seeing this sentence, Fu Donghai confidently puffed out his chest:

【Then we don't need to buy it! My picture is the most expensive one in this group!】

【ha?】

Jiao Wangshu was completely bewildered. These days, it's true that all kinds of aesthetic styles can coexist.

Then the next message immediately popped up:

Yes, yes, they said these pictures can be sold to other groups' fans to spread malicious rumors, or they can be sold to our fans for hush money. They're making a killing!

Although I didn't understand what this meant, I guess they were all praising me, hehe (¬◡¬)✧