HuaYu: Starting with Photography to Navigate the Entertainment Industry

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of Reyizha's room.

A set of "ID photos" took two and a half hours to take.

Thinking about the process of "taking photos," Xu Lang couldn't help but smile, and even pursed his lips with his tongue.

"It smells so good!"

However, touching his empty pockets, Xu Lang couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

Six thousand yuan!

Although he had accepted it before, he returned it when he left.

Although Reyizha insisted on giving it to him, how could Xu Lang possibly accept it?

We want money, not people; we want people, not money!

Xu Lang still possesses the most basic professional ethics.

However, this time, he didn't come away empty-handed. From the moment he finished filming, the system's voice echoed in his mind:

[The initial experience of the "Heart of Composition" task is complete.]

The subject described the work as: healing and comforting.

[Task Reward: 1 Free Attribute Point]

Looking at the reward, Xu Lang analyzed in his mind:

"It seems that photos without emotion and a story can only offer solace and comfort at best."

Thinking about it, he could understand. After all, if it's just for demonstration purposes, this level is already a very high evaluation.

Besides the evaluation, what made Xu Lang happiest was this "free attribute point".

From his recent "battle" with Reyizha, Xu Lang gained another insight:

Compared to his photographic skills, this attribute is his greatest asset.

Physical attribute points are not difficult to obtain; they can be reliably acquired through missions or exposure and evaluation of works.

He hadn't paid attention to it before, but after his "battle" with Reyizha, Xu Lang discovered the power of attribute points.

Since his rebirth, he has gained 6 attribute points and still has 5 attribute points left to allocate. His physical attributes have also increased from 62% to 64%.

After battling with the hot guy for two hours, I came out of the room feeling great, but physically exhausted.

He then added one attribute point to his body.

Instantly, a warm current flowed through my body, and my physical condition returned to its best.

Xu Lang felt that he could fight for another two hours.

The ability to eliminate the "wise man's time" attribute points is simply outrageous!

After looking at the remaining 3 free attribute points, Xu Lang dared not add them randomly.

While adding it anywhere would be beneficial, figuring out how to maximize its effectiveness is what requires him to put some thought into it.

"I need to think carefully about where I should allocate these free attribute points."

He was walking towards his dormitory when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Picking it up, Xu Lang saw it was a hot jug. A slight twitch appeared on his lips as he thought to himself...

"You'd better keep arguing, because I think I can keep going for another two hours!"

When the call connected, Xu Lang didn't get the content he expected. Instead, Re Yizha introduced him to a client:

"Xu Lang, I have a best friend who's going to audition for 'The Long Ballad of Zhenguan' with me in a few days. I just showed her the mocha photos you took of me, and she's really envious. She wants you to take some for her too. Could you help her out?"

help?

Xu Lang then thought of the six thousand yuan he had just received.

"Taking photos is fine, but is she planning to pay money, or pay with her body?"

"Pooh!"

Re Yizha spat at Xu Lang and said seriously:

"Don't talk nonsense. She's a pure young girl. Don't scare her. Just take a proper photo. As for the price, I already told her 1,000 per photo. But from what I can tell, she wants to bargain with you."

"Bargaining? That's impossible. Even if you bid, this is the price; no one else can offer a lower price!"

Hearing Xu Lang say that, Re Yizha felt a surge of satisfaction and balance. Otherwise, if Xu Lang had really given someone else a good deal, she would have felt uncomfortable.

"What's your friend's name? Which role is he auditioning for?" Xu Lang asked casually.

"Her name is Tang Yan. She is definitely beautiful. She auditioned for a supporting role in 'The Long Ballad of Zhenguan,' with the character named Caiji."

"Tang Yan? Holy crap!"

Upon hearing this name, Xu Lang, who had been somewhat impatient, immediately perked up, and even the dragon beneath him saluted in response, indicating its sexual interest in Tang Yan.

Recalling Tang Yan's appearance, Xu Lang asked softly:

"You're not talking about Tang Yan from the Central Academy of Drama, are you?"

"Uh... how did you know Tangtang is from the Central Academy of Drama?"

Reza's statement is tantamount to an admission.

"It really was her!"

Xu Lang racked his brains for information about Tang Yan.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a fan of celebrities, and his knowledge of Tang Yan was limited to just three words:

"Naive and innocent," "the richest female celebrity," and also:

Amazing legs!

Actually, it was her great legs that truly attracted Xu Lang; otherwise, he wouldn't have known about Tang Yan's other two labels.

After all, as a private photographer, beautiful legs are an important subject for Xu Lang.

Well...

In other words, what man doesn't enjoy "legs for years"?

I never imagined that the object of my fantasies, whom I could only see through photos in my previous life, would now have the opportunity to take photos of myself.

Even though he had lost his allure to women, Xu Lang still couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of attraction.

"Okay, I admit it, it's not just a tiny bit."

Xu Lang pulled himself out of his thoughts, took a deep breath, and said to Re Yizha:

"She can take the photos, but you should tell her the price can't be lowered."

After the initial excitement subsided, Xu Lang reverted to his true nature as a "ruthless and unscrupulous businessman."

"Celebrities? So what if they're celebrities? Do they have extra legs or extra quirks?"

Even the King of Heaven himself has to pay to take a picture!

Of course, you can give it to someone else.

Hearing Xu Lang's words, Re Yizha smiled instead.

"I don't care about the price, let her negotiate with you herself. I'll give her your phone number then."

"Okay, here you go."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Lang was still a little excited, after all, Tang Yan was also a representative of the post-85 generation of actresses.

In particular, what man doesn't like "leggy beauties"?

Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang again.

Looking at the number, it was an unfamiliar local Beijing number.

The call connected, and a soft, sweet voice came from the other end:

"Is this Brother Xu Lang? I'm Tang Yan."

Upon hearing the voice, Xu Lang confirmed that it was Tang Yan, the actress from the 85 generation, whom he remembered.

Although he was a little excited, Xu Lang didn't show it at all in his words, and at the same time, he was a little pretentious.

"It's me, what's up?"

"I saw the photos you took of Reyizha, they were really great. I'd like to have some professional photos taken by you too. When is a convenient time for you? I'll come over and ask you for some pointers."

Tang Yan spoke very politely, calling him "brother" before, and now she was giving him pointers. It has to be said that Xu Lang was quite pleased with what she said.

Suddenly, a piece of gossip from her previous life came to mind: Tang Yan always called Wang Jing "Dad, Dad".

Suddenly, the "older brother" image from before no longer seemed appealing.

But whatever her name is, Tang Yan's voice is undeniably sweet.

"As expected of a representative of sweet girls among the '85 Flowers,' her sweetness is absolutely irresistible."

Xu Lang thought about it and planned out the time.

"How about tomorrow at noon? A model is coming over to discuss a photoshoot. You can come along too, and we can have lunch together."

"Okay, okay!"

Tang Yan's soft, sweet voice sent another tingling sensation through Xu Lang's heart.

"This sweetness is at least six plus signs!"

After hanging up the phone, Xu Lang was in a good mood and hummed the song that had suddenly come to mind last night:

Darling, open your mouth and go through the jungle to see the stream!

Humming a song, Xu Lang exclaimed in admiration.

"This lyrics are truly talented!"

Humming a song, Xu Lang returned to his dormitory. As soon as he entered, he sensed that something was off.

Mao Jian, Jiang Wei, and Zhang Yanbin lay on their beds, each looking utterly hopeless.

"What's going on? Why are you three so quiet all of a sudden?"

Xu Lang put down his photography equipment and asked the three of them curiously.

"Ugh!"

Mao Jian sighed and remained silent.

"My one and only goddess is gone just like that. God, how could you do this to me?"

"That's it?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Lang became even more curious and looked at the honest and kind-hearted Zhang Yanbin.

"Fourth brother, what's wrong with them? What's wrong with them?"

Zhang Yanbin stared at Xu Lang, somewhat incredulous. "You really didn't know?"

"What do you know? Tell me quickly!" Xu Lang's appetite was whetted.

"Sister Faye is gone!"

"What?"

Upon hearing those four words, Xu Lang felt his head explode, and he jumped to his feet.

"Gone? When did that happen? Was it an accident or a sudden illness?"

In the Chinese dictionary, saying someone is gone or has passed away is never meant literally.

How could it just disappear like that?

Seeing that Xu Lang's eyes were red and his face was full of anxiety, Zhang Yanbin was a little confused.

"What accident or illness? I mean, Sister Fei is gone, she quit, she resigned."

Holy crap!

Xu Lang, who had been holding his breath, immediately relaxed and slapped Zhang Yanbin on the head.

"You little brat, can't you just speak more clearly?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Lang turned and walked out.

I jogged all the way to the administration building, to office 201.

The door was half open. Xu Lang pushed it open and saw Qin Feifei quietly tidying up the things on her desk.

"Sister Fei?"

Xu Lang went in and called out softly.

Qin Feifei turned her head, saw it was Xu Lang, then turned her head back and continued packing her things. "Why are you here?"

Xu Lang observed Qin Feifei's every move and analyzed her tone of voice, "She doesn't seem to have anything special about her."

He leaned closer and said with a grin:

"Sister Fei, why didn't you tell me you resigned?"

Why should I tell you? Do I need your approval?

Qin Feifei's words still carried a hint of hostility, indicating that she hadn't recovered from the emotions of last night.

Whether I approve it or not is not important; it's only right that I see you off.

Seeing several neatly packed boxes on the ground, Xu Lang picked them up without asking any questions. "Should we put them in the car outside?"

Qin Feifei didn't say anything, and Xu Lang ignored her, carrying her out.

At the entrance of the administration building, Qin Feifei's red Mazda 6 was parked to the side. As soon as Xu Lang approached the car, the sound of unlocking came from the car.

Without needing to ask, Qin Feifei unlocked the car upstairs right on time.

"Hmph, your expression looks unwilling, but your body language tells a different story."

Woman, how can you pretend like that!

After putting the items in the trunk, Xu Lang went back upstairs, still ignoring everything, and walked out with the box on the ground in his arms.

It took Qin Feifei four trips to finally finish getting her things sorted out.

Finally, Qin Feifei came upstairs, carrying her handbag and locking the door.

Without saying a word, Xu Lang went up and took the handbag from Qin Feifei's hand.

Qin Feifei frowned and glared at Xu Lang.

"No need for this, I'll take it myself!"

"Hey, I was just worried you'd get tired."

Xu Lang continued with a grin, "If I wasn't afraid of being arrested as a hooligan, I would have just carried you downstairs."

"You...you're so annoying!"

Qin Feifei glanced at Xu Lang, her eyes filled with a hint of anger, and... a touch of coquettishness.

Then, ignoring Xu Lang, she slung her bag over her shoulder and quickly walked downstairs.

Xu Lang followed behind without saying a word.

Once downstairs, Qin Feifei got into the car, and Xu Lang opened the passenger door and got in.

Qin Feifei rolled her eyes and glared at Xu Lang. "Who told you to come up here? Get down."

Seeing that Qin Feifei was about to push him, Xu Lang pulled the seatbelt and fastened it with a "click," his hand still on the seatbelt buckle, giving Qin Feifei no chance at all.

"You...you're a complete scoundrel!"

Qin Feifei really couldn't do anything about Xu Lang.

The two of them just sat there in the car, waiting it out.

After a long while, Qin Feifei couldn't hold on any longer and turned to ask Xu Lang,

"What exactly do you want?"