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After Wang Ye and his two companions arrived, they went directly to Huashilou.

There are many people around Huashilou, and the old buildings, green trees, and sea breeze make it a great spot for taking photos.

Wang Ye, holding a camera, instantly switched gears.

"Qingyan, stand by the steps."

"Tuck your chin in a little."

"Put your hands on your waist."

"Don't use too much force."

Su Qingyan did as instructed.

Click.

Wang Ye was satisfied with the photos.

Wearing a light blue cheongsam against an old building backdrop, Su Qingyan stood sideways, her waist and legs clearly defined.

Not exaggerated, not vulgar, clean and captivating.

Xu An'an leaned closer to take a look, and her defenses were immediately broken.

"Qingyan, if you post this, all the boys at school will be unable to sleep tonight."

Su Qingyan glanced at it, her ears turning red: "Send me the photos later."

Wang Ye smiled and said, "Don't rush, we still have a lot to shoot."

When it was Xu An'an's turn, she stood in front of the Huashi Building and initially wanted to make a peace sign.

Wang Ye immediately stopped him.

"Don't compare."

Why?

"Wearing a cheongsam and making a peace sign instantly transforms one's style from that of a refined lady from the Republican era to an eye-catching bag in a tourist area."

Xu An'an angrily withdrew her hand.

"Then how should I arrange it?"

"Hold onto the railing, turn your body slightly to the side, and step your legs forward."

Xu An'an did as instructed.

Wang Ye pressed the shutter.

Click.

The pink cheongsam was photographed with a sweet and spicy vibe; her face is youthful, but her figure is voluptuous—the contrast is striking.

After seeing the photo, Xu An'an instantly revived: "Wang Ye, I take back what you said."

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow: "Are you going to praise me again?"

He's a smart aleck, but a master at taking photos.

"Okay, even a half-praise counts as a praise."

The two women spent the whole morning taking photos in Badaguan.

Huashi Building, Princess Building, roadside tree shadows, old walls, all of them are included.

Wang Ye's shooting went more and more smoothly, but the system never indicated that the task was complete.

He realized in his heart that this set was not enough; it was just a regular photo shoot.

The system wants the elegance of cheongsams, and probably also private photos.

Wang Ye found a moment of respite, took out his phone to search for nearby photography studios, and quickly found a private one.

The boss's price isn't low, 300 per hour, including set design and lighting.

Wang Ye booked the entire evening and reserved the whole venue.

Xu An'an leaned closer: "What are you doing sneaking around like that?"

Wang Ye put away his phone: "Arrange the evening's activities."

Xu An'an asked warily, "What project?"

Studio shooting.

"Still filming?"

"Today's shoot is outdoors; we'll move to the studio tonight."

Xu An'an narrowed her eyes: "Are you planning to film something... really indecent?"

Wang Ye immediately became serious: "Director Xu, please respect the art of photography."

Su Qingyan looked at him and said, "The more serious you are, the more suspicious you seem."

Wang Ye shrugged: "I'm a legitimate photographer, completely innocent."

Xu An'an scoffed, "Innocence my foot! Don't you know what's in your encrypted folder?"

Goodness, how did this girl guess so accurately?

He immediately changed the subject: "Let's have lunch and go to Zhanqiao Pier in the afternoon."

Upon hearing the word "eat," Xu An'an immediately let him off the hook: "What are we eating?"

Su Qingyan opened the recipe: "Mackerel dumplings, seafood hot pot".

Xu An'an gave the approval: "Passed!"

Before leaving, Wang Ye asked the system to be turned on.

[Host detected arriving at tourist attraction: Badaguan Scenic Area.]

[System rating: 4A-level scenic spot.]

[Check-in successful.]

[Reward: 2000000 yuan.]

……

After enjoying delicious and juicy mackerel dumplings and a steaming hot seafood hot pot at a time-honored restaurant at noon, the three of them returned to their RV to rest, completely satisfied.

To make their afternoon outing more convenient, Su Qingyan and Xu An'an changed out of their eye-catching cheongsams and back into their everyday clothes.

Su Qingyan wore a simple white T-shirt with light blue denim shorts, her long, straight legs were dazzlingly white. Xu An'an, on the other hand, remained true to her hot girl nature, wearing a tight-fitting short knitted vest with a high-waisted pleated skirt. Her stunning big breasts still exuded an unreasonable sense of oppression, and her walk was full of waves.

At 3 p.m., the RV was parked in the parking lot near the pier.

As soon as you step onto the boardwalk, a slightly cool sea breeze hits you.

Wang Ye was in high spirits and instantly transformed into a top-notch tour guide, pointing to the more than 400-meter-long bridge ahead and the buildings at its end, clearing his throat:

"Look ahead, ladies. This bridge was built in 1892 and is the oldest sea-based structure in Qingdao. The two-story octagonal pavilion at the end is called Huilan Pavilion. The first of the ten scenic spots in Qingdao, 'Feige Huilan,' is located here. Even the iconic building on their local beer label is modeled after it."

Xu An'an listened, stunned, and gripped the bridge railing with both hands, looking around: "You know quite a lot, don't you? But, in the videos I saw online, the sky was full of seagulls, wasn't it? How come I haven't seen a single one today?"

Wang Ye stepped forward and casually flicked her hair in a bun: "Director Xu, you didn't do any research before you went out, did you? Red-billed gulls are migratory birds. If you want to see a sky full of seagulls, you have to wait until November. If you come in June, all you'll see are waves and tourists."

"Hey! Don't touch my hair!" Xu An'an covered her forehead, glaring at him angrily, then pouted with some regret, "What a pity, if there were seagulls flying in the sky as a background, the photos would definitely be even better."

"Even without seagulls, I can still take amazing photos for you." Wang Ye raised his DSLR camera and skillfully switched to working mode.

He led the two to the beach and bridge railings on the west side of the pier, where there were no dangers outside the railings, making it an excellent spot for taking photos.

Without the constraints of the cheongsam, the two appeared more relaxed and natural in front of the camera. Su Qingyan leaned against the white marble railing, her white T-shirt clinging slightly to her body in the sea breeze, outlining her slender waist. When she turned her head, a hint of languor shone through her cool demeanor.

Xu An'an ran along the beach, her skirt fluttering, exuding a youthful and sweet vibe that practically overflowed the screen, making hearts race with every frame.

"Snap! Snap!"

An afternoon slipped away quietly amidst the sea breeze and the sound of camera shutters.

As the sun sets, the sea glistens with light.

Xu An'an moved closer to Wang Ye, flipping through the photos on the camera while gently nudging him with her shoulder, her eyes filled with a hint of probing: "Wang Ye, the photos are pretty good."

"But... how exactly do you plan for us to shoot in that private studio tonight? Won't it be... something?"

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over her impressive upper body, and said seriously, "Director Xu, you have to trust the professional ethics of a reputable photographer. Of course, for the sake of ultimate art, a proper sense of atmosphere is necessary."

Su Qingyan, standing beside her, gently brushed a stray strand of hair that had been ruffled by the sea breeze from her ear and added casually, "You'd better really be doing this for art."

Wang Ye smiled and put away his camera: "Let's go, let's have dinner first to replenish our energy. The highlight of today is the boudoir photoshoot in cheongsams tonight!"