A Photographer and a Photographer
Bai Hui returned to her dormitory and hurriedly pulled up her skirt to adjust her underwear and pantyhose.
Very few men realize that when their female partner shows an awkward and indescribable expression, it's often not because she has a problem with him. It might just be that her pantyhose has slipped down, pulling tightly against her buttocks and thighs, making her feel particularly uncomfortable. Also, the wings of sanitary napkins are usually turned inside out to fit snugly against the underwear, but sometimes they don't, and they rub against the inner thighs, which is also extremely uncomfortable.
Bai Hui tidied herself up and finally felt comfortable.
The other three girls in the dormitory were all there. Zhao Yu looked a little unwell. Bai Hui checked her makeup while asking what was wrong.
"I saw a bitch's Weibo post today, with pictures of two movie tickets. I checked with some of my friends who I often play games with, and while this bitch was watching the movie, they were all playing League of Legends, and my boyfriend usually plays games with them..." Zhao Yu said with a sneer.
"And then?" Bai Hui asked nervously.
"I know this bitch's League of Legends ID too. I found out that after she watched the movie, she duo-queued with a smurf account for a few games. I went through more than ten pages of her game history and found that she often duo-queued with this smurf account. And coincidentally, when she duo-queued with this smurf account, my boyfriend's team would always be missing my boyfriend." Zhao Yu opened her phone and showed Bai Hui the game history.
"The evidence is conclusive!" Bai Hui exclaimed indignantly.
"It's confirmed." Yan Xiang and Li Hongman nodded in agreement.
"What should we do now?" Bai Hui had no experience in dating either, and looked at Zhao Yu with a mixture of curiosity and worry.
"I'll wait for his explanation. I want to see what kind of nonsense he can come up with." Zhao Yu was still sneering. "I was mentally prepared. Long-distance relationships... it's really hard and exhausting to last four years. Breaking up is a relief."
"That's true. I think the school is too big. We have to take the bus to see each other, which is kind of a long-distance relationship." Bai Hui habitually thinks the worst about some people's situations.
"What kind of long-distance relationship is this?" Zhao Yu laughed. "You found a boyfriend from another college?"
"No way! I don't date in college." Bai Hui lifted her skirt. She was rich and pretty, why should she let those men have her way?
"I really want to be in a relationship. It's too exhausting not to be in a relationship in college," Yan Xiang said with a yawn.
"Agreed... but I want to find a part-time job first to earn some money to buy a new phone. My phone lags too much when playing King of Glory," Li Hongman said.
"I have something to do today, so I'll head out first. If you need anything, remember to call us to come keep you company," Bai Hui said to Zhao Yu before preparing to leave.
"I've seen it all. If you want to make a living, you have to wear a green hat a little... haha..." Zhao Yu waved his hand dismissively.
Bai Hui then opened the cabinet with peace of mind, took out the camera, and looked at herself in the mirror again. She was indeed beautiful.
Arriving at the grove, Bai Hui looked back and saw no classmates she recognized. She looked around for Liu Chang'an, called out a couple of times, and saw him talking to two elderly professors sitting on a stone bench in the distance. She quickly sent him a message saying she would wait for him on the road opposite the Red Building.
Bai Hui went ahead by herself. After a while, Liu Chang'an arrived, and Bai Hui hailed a taxi and got inside.
"I just saw you talking to someone. Was it someone you know?" Bai Hui asked, pressing her hand to her chest.
"No, those two terrible chess players were having a lively game, but their skill level was unbearable to watch. I'm just giving them some pointers." Liu Chang'an could understand that in some games, chess, and similar competitive sports, the worse you are at it, the more enthusiastic you are, and your interest has never waned over the years.
"It's good that they're not acquaintances." Bai Hui breathed a sigh of relief. "Today... I won't post any social media messages today, and neither will you."
"I don't usually post." Liu Chang'an isn't the type of person who feels like they haven't gone out if they don't post on WeChat Moments when they go on a trip, or who feels particularly bad if they don't post about eating a big meal.
"You can't even imagine, with just the slightest bit of information leaked, others can guess what you did today, who you were with, and what you did," Bai Hui remarked, explaining Zhao Yu's analytical approach to discovering her boyfriend's infidelity.
After Bai Hui finished speaking, she noticed that Liu Chang'an was looking at her with a strange expression.
"Of course we're fine, but we can't stop people from thinking nonsense!" Bai Hui quickly clarified. For example, some people in her dorm thought she liked Liu Chang'an, even though she didn't think so herself. She didn't know what these people were thinking.
"When I finish making the dress, I'll tell An Nuan that I traded my job taking photos for your party for the help you provided when you made the dress for her. It's such an upright thing to do, you're really overthinking things." Liu Chang'an said dismissively.
"It seems... it seems so... hehe..." Bai Hui breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.
"Besides, usually it's only when your boyfriend is with a girl who's prettier and has a better figure than you..."
"Liu Chang'an, if you provoke me again, I'm quitting!"
"You're a fairy." Liu Chang'an never minded admitting defeat.
Bai Hui snorted, slightly smug. She should enjoy the opportunity to suppress Liu Chang'an while she could, since such opportunities were rare.
The gathering was held at an English-style teahouse that Liu Chang'an often passes by while jogging, so it seems that this Lolita fashion gathering was relatively high-end, with the Lolita fashion enthusiasts who attended mainly collecting Japanese brand dresses.
After all, such English tea houses are not cheap. A 450cc cup of Rossini Darjeeling tea often costs between 100 and 200 yuan, and a bite-sized cake costs 30 to 50 yuan, while a domestic brand Lolita dress only costs between 200 and 300 yuan.
A set of Japanese brand dresses costs around two to three thousand yuan, while more popular styles cost five to six thousand, or even seven thousand. Some tea party dresses, anniversary dresses, and wedding dresses can cost tens of thousands of yuan. Some rare dresses can be resold for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan. The legend of a certain lady in the Lolita fashion circle offering 100,000 yuan for a dress by Nakamura Cross is also a popular topic of conversation. Of course, this dress was later re-released, and its value plummeted. Many Lolita fashion enthusiasts only realized how ordinary the dress was after they had acquired it.
"Cosplay!" A girl passing by exclaimed as Bai Hui and Liu Chang'an got out of the car and walked away.
Bai Hui frowned and said to Liu Chang'an, "Actually, Lolita girls hate being mistaken for cosplayers, but they're more willing to be compared to Hanfu girls, JK girls, and the like... because most Lolita girls are also Hanfu girls or JK girls. At the same time, we also hate people who wear knock-off styles the most... we call them pangolins."
Arriving at a place with a strong sense of community, Bai Hui shared some insider knowledge with Liu Chang'an.
"Pangolin, interesting." Liu Chang'an laughed heartily.
Bai Hui tugged at his sleeve, gesturing for him to follow her inside. She then led him to what looked like a family storage area, where another photographer with an artsy vibe was sitting.
Upon seeing Bai Hui, the photographer's eyes lit up, then he looked at Liu Chang'an had sat down.
"I'll call you over to take pictures once we're all here," Bai Hui said to Liu Chang'an, then ran to order tea and snacks for Liu Chang'an.
Liu Chang'an nodded and began to fiddle with the camera. In fact, the imaging principle and basic photography of cameras have always been the same. Compared to the film SLR camera that Professor Liu used, the current digital SLR camera is more convenient. The results are immediately visible after shooting, which greatly reduces the threshold and cost of photography.
In the era of digital cameras, composition, timing, and post-processing are the key factors, and Liu Chang'an is not worried that his skills are not good enough for Bai Hui.
"Dude, you're new to photography, huh?" The photographer next to him noticed Liu Chang'an fiddling with the camera, pressing almost every button and adjusting it, and concluded that Liu was someone who hadn't been using cameras for long.
"Hmm... I've only been learning from Daguerre for less than two hundred years since I first met him," Liu Chang'an recalled.
"You're really funny." The photographer laughed heartily. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Wentian; people in the industry here in Junsha call me Young Master Tian."
"Liu Chang'an." Liu Chang'an nodded.
"Is that Bai Hui, your girlfriend?" Wang Wentian asked tentatively.
"No. I just came to take pictures."
"Bai Hui is very famous and wealthy in the Lolita fashion community. She has a lot of cute designs. Most people can't afford to support a girlfriend like that. I can't even keep up with my girlfriend getting three dresses every month," Wang Wentian sighed.
Bai Hui doesn't need anyone to support her; she has her own money.
"How could that be?" Wang Wentian smiled without saying a word. It was clear that Liu Chang'an and Bai Hui were not familiar with each other. In fact, many Lolita fashion enthusiasts would hire photographers to take private photos of themselves. Coming together did not necessarily mean that they were close.
Liu Chang'an looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"You haven't known Bai Hui for long, have you? I noticed her when she first became popular in the Junsha circle. I looked through her old photos, and before this summer vacation, her best dress was just an old-style Little White Cloud dress. But now she has every popular style, it feels like she bought dozens of dresses overnight." Wang Wentian didn't say much more, knowing when to stop. Being too explicit would just offend people directly, and Liu Chang'an, unless he had extremely low emotional intelligence, would naturally understand.
"Actually, the one Bai Hui's old photos was your girlfriend, right?" Liu Chang'an thought of what Bai Hui had said today about Zhao Yu looking through other people's game records.
Wang Wentian was slightly embarrassed. "Girls... it's normal to want to see if someone's popularity suddenly skyrockets and want to dig up any dirt on them."
Liu Chang'an glanced at the Lolita girls sitting together happily and shook his head slightly. Women, ah, they're all so scheming and dramatic... If a man has girlfriends like that, spending too much time with them will inevitably influence him.
Thankfully, it was his girlfriend... Liu Chang'an paused, took a sip of tea, and ate a piece of cake.
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