HuaYu: Starting with Photography to Navigate the Entertainment Industry

Upon hearing Cui Xiuqin's words, those around her were filled with disappointment.

"Didn't this kid take any special photos?"

"You still don't believe Aunt Cui after she told you?"

"I mainly don't believe that guy can resist!"

The person who started this whole thing, Re Yizha, glanced back at Xu Lang, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"That kid's eyes, they were so wicked, he was staring at my chest for ages, how come he didn't notice?!"

Xu Lang, standing at ease, was gesturing with one hand on his chin and the other hand on the hot iron, like an old photographer composing a shot.

He appeared very serious, but inside he was overjoyed.

"Hmph, you think you can outsmart me? You're too green!"

Xu Lang had just been holding up his camera, looking at all the pretty girls from head to toe, left to right, ABAB, but the cunning guy didn't take any pictures!

Everyone knows that the first day of military training is the strictest and has the most leaders.

He was the only one wandering around the whole time. If he were spotted by some leader and called over to check the camera, wouldn't he be in big trouble?

At a time like this, how could a slippery guy like Xu Lang possibly walk right into the line of fire?

To prepare for potential inspections, he took only perfectly straight photos.

Even in close-ups, the focus is always on faces covered in sweat under the scorching sun.

If you want to do "bad things," you have to establish a foothold first. This is the life experience that Xu Lang will gain over the next twenty years.

Reyizha was shown photos by Cui Xiuqin, and soon she was also drawn to one of them.

That was a close-up photo of her. In the photo, she was standing at attention, and the sunlight was captured perfectly, like a sharp sword shining directly into her face.

Sweat streamed down her face, but her eyes showed no sign of complaint or fatigue; instead, they were filled with determination and even contained a hint of anger.

"Hot Zha, this photo is great. It captures your heroic spirit perfectly, especially the wildness in your bones, which is transformed into anger and a fighting spirit. It suits your temperament very well."

How could one not be angry? How could one not have the will to fight?

Reyizha glared at Xu Lang again. At that moment, the guy was patting her chest, his gaze so aggressive, it was as if he wanted to rip her clothes off.

Although she still harbored resentment towards Xu Lang, she had to admit that this was indeed a rare and excellent work, vividly capturing the spirit she desired and expressing it to the fullest extent.

"How about it? If you're willing, I'll recommend this photo to Rayli magazine."

"Okay, I'll do whatever Aunt Cui says."

The two quickly reached an agreement.

Xu Lang, who was standing to the side, watched all of this, his eyes darting around.

"These two are really something. They decided on their own? Did they even ask for my opinion as the creator? The copyright to this photo belongs to me!"

Just then, Cui Xiuqin returned the camera to Xu Lang, her eyes still showing some apology for having wronged him.

"Young man, your photos are of a very high standard. I'm planning to submit a bunch of them to Rayli magazine. Could you make a copy for me later?"

Xu Lang glanced at Re Yizha, then turned to look at Cui Xiuqin.

"Aunt Cui, I'll listen to whatever you say, but this photo, you can't give it to me."

"Um?"

Cui Xiuqin was about to leave when she heard Xu Lang's words and was immediately stunned.

"What? You won't give it to me? Am I having tinnitus?"

She stared at Xu Lang in disbelief. "Do you know how much it benefits you to have your photos published in Rayli magazine?"

Even Reyizha, who was standing to the side, looked at Xu Lang as if he were a fool.

Rayli magazine is considered the "Whampoa Military Academy" of the domestic magazine industry, a leading pioneer in the fashion world, and a trendsetter.

Even some big-name celebrities aspire to be on its cover.

For photographers, it's an unparalleled honor. If someone's photo gets published in "Rayli," it's something to brag about for three to five years, and it's a significant entry in their resume.

Xu Lang actually refused?!

Are you stupid?

Cui Xiuqin looked at Xu Lang, wanting to grab him by the collar and question him.

But because of her status, she held back.

"Young man, what do you mean?"

The crowd, who had just grown bored, suddenly swarmed around again, pointing and whispering about Xu Lang.

"This kid's something else! He even dared to talk back to Dean Cui!"

"If you ask me, he's not a genius, he's just stupid!"

"Absolutely! Such a great opportunity, I'd beg for it if I could."

Xu Lang didn't care about these discussions at all. "I've been reborn, why would I care about being featured in Rayli magazine?"

What value does that thing have for me?

Xu Lang glanced at Re Yizha beside him, his face turning extremely aggrieved.

"Aunt Cui, this classmate just led the way in slandering me. How am I supposed to stay at school after this?"

He pointed to the photo, his face full of heartache, "To prove my innocence, I just made up my mind to delete this photo completely."

At this point, he changed the subject.

"But since you've asked, Aunt Cui, I can't refuse. So, make Reyizha apologize to me in public, and I'll give her this photo unconditionally."

"what?"

No one expected that Xu Lang was still dwelling on this matter.

Cui Xiuqin was also somewhat surprised, but looking back, Re Yizha's actions were indeed a bit reckless.

She looked at Reyizha, but Reyizha's face grew even angrier. She rushed up to Xu Lang and said angrily:

"Kid, don't go too far. You were just taking pictures of me directly."

"Where's the evidence? You can't just use 'baseless accusation' as evidence."

In his previous life, he had seen many news stories about young women who unjustly accused others of taking photos without their consent, first condemning them in the media, then calling the police and issuing moral judgments.

In the end, it wasn't on the phone at all.

The fairies turned around and left without even an apology.

Xu Lang was guarding against this move.

He looked at Reyizha with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Besides, dressed like that, what is there for me to secretly photograph? What could I possibly photograph?"

"you..."

Re Yizha was speechless after being rebuked by Xu Lang. He was panting heavily, and finally, in a fit of pique, he looked at Cui Xiuqin.

"I don't want this photo anymore!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

Oh?!

Watching Re Yizha's huffing and puffing back, Xu Lang was genuinely surprised. "This little girl, she's got quite a temper!"

Cui Xiuqin shook her head helplessly, then pointed at Xu Lang, "You guys...sigh!"

She sighed, shook her head, and walked away.

"Take it or leave it!"

Xu Lang didn't care, and he didn't care at all.

After the military training resumed, he took some more photos before heading towards the school's computer lab.

Once I got to the computer room, I found a computer and sent Su Wan the photos I owed her yesterday.

Soon, the other side replied with a message:

"I like it more and more the more I look at it, thank you."

Xu Lang then obtained her permission to publish the information, thus concluding their first transaction.

Subsequently, Xu Lang added Qin Feifei's QQ number.

Weiyang!

This is Qin Feifei's online name.

"How long is the night? The night is not yet over!"

Xu Lang muttered this line from the Book of Songs, still pondering it in his mind:

This means: It's not over yet, but we don't know where the end is.

This Fei-jie is really confused!

Soon, the QQ application was approved, and Qin Feifei's message followed:

"Xu Lang, you're really bold! You even dared to talk back to Dean Cui. You're something else!"

"Sister Fei, I was sent by you. I don't care if I'm falsely accused, but it would look bad on you. I can't let you down!"

"You're always right, kid."

Qin Feifei quickly sent a second message:

"But aren't you disappointed about missing the chance to be featured in Rayli magazine?"

"What's a pity? I'm not bragging, but if you let me shoot freely, Rayli magazine would definitely be begging to publish your photos."

This time, Xu Lang's words seemed to have touched Qin Feifei.

Next to Qin Feifei's profile picture, it would sometimes show "typing in", sometimes not, and sometimes "typing in".

After several back-and-forth exchanges, Qin Feifei finally replied with three words:

"You're talking nonsense again!"

Then it went offline.

"Hmph, tempted now, aren't you!"

Xu Lang was also trying to figure out Qin Feifei's thoughts, feeling that there was a story behind her.

He, too, was fascinated by uncovering the stories behind beautiful women.

"That's all the fun I have, sigh!"

Xu Lang paused for a moment, feigning emotion, and then started working on the photos he had taken that morning.

On the school's BBS, a special section titled "Women Are Just as Good As Men" was created, and the selected photos were uploaded one by one.

The moment the transfer was complete, a system notification sounded in my mind:

[Host has published a work; task issued]

[Task Requirements: In the evaluation of works, for every 1000 "Negative Sensory Experience," "Indifference," "Pleasing to the Eye," "Empathic Touch," or "Healing and Comforting" evaluations, corresponding attribute points will be rewarded or deducted; for every 100 "Violent Negation," "Imperial," or "Godlike" evaluations, corresponding attribute points will be rewarded or deducted.]

After uploading, Xu Lang printed out the photos, A5 size, added his name and class, and hung them in the school's publicity area.

He was busy with something when his phone rang.

A call from an unknown number, from Chengdu.

"Hello, who is this?"

A woman's voice came from the other end:

"Xu Lang, is this? I'm Zhou Man, the planning manager at Tianzhong Culture. It was Mr. Chen Di, the owner of Music House, who gave me your phone number."

"Mr. Chen? Oh, what can I do for you?"

As Xu Lang spoke, a hint of anticipation flickered in his heart. Last time at the music house, Chen Di had taken his phone number and said he would introduce him to clients.

"I guess we've got some business coming in!"