Zhuang Linhu returned to the room, thinking about the two sentences Xiao Jue said——

"When you truly enter the world and experience the various situations in the world, instead of being forced to help others because of your fate, you will know why I do what I do."

"It's not that I don't want to turn a blind eye, it's just that I can't."

When Zhuang Linhu was about to fall asleep, he still thought vaguely: How could it be impossible?

With his status, he can get whatever he wants. Why should he silently protect her and help her change her life for an unrelated person?

Zhuang Linhu muttered: "Perhaps it is a common problem of the Guardian family to eat carrots and worry less. They want to get involved in everything they encounter, in the name of maintaining the order of heaven."

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After He Huanxi composed the script for the theme song of the Pastoral series, he approached Zhuang Xinhui with the script and asked her if she could film it.

Zhuang Xinhui first read the script, thought carefully for a while, and finally gave a cautious answer.

"I can shoot, but I can't shoot well. This is not the type I'm good at."

Zhuang Xinhui said: "What I am better at is character creation. The more exciting the characters in the script, the more enjoyable I will be filming. During the filming process, I like the feeling of filming even more."

She changed her words: "But your pastoral script is not like that. It is more about shooting a documentary than shooting you as a person, and the details of the items need to be very exquisite. This is very difficult for me."

Her family knows her own business. She has studied photography for 4 years. During this period, she has photographed countless works, including landscapes and characters, so she knows where her shortcomings are.

If I didn't understand my own photography style before and was unhappy with the comments the teacher left every time he graded his homework, then Zhuang Xinhui, who has been out of school for a while now, is now able to analyze himself very maturely and rationally.

Everyone has things they are good at doing and things they are not good at doing. It is not difficult to admit your shortcomings.

He Huanxi frowned and asked, "Do you have any recommendations for suitable candidates for this style of shooting?"

Zhuang Xinhui was about to say no. In her impression, in the four-year photography class where she stayed, all the students focused on photographing people, not scenery.

Because the employment prospects of portrait photography are broader, it will be easier to change after graduation.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of a person in her mind.

Zhuang Xinhui said uncertainly: "Yes, there is. There is a senior who is one year older than me. He specializes in landscape photography. After graduation, it is said that he was specially recruited by a TV station to shoot documentaries."

"Some time ago, I heard that he resigned from the TV station and was worried about finding a job. However, the direction of his study was too narrow and it was difficult to find a job. I think he should be qualified for the filming of this pastoral series."

He Huanxi asked hesitantly: "He came from a TV station, can he appreciate a small workshop like mine?"

Regarding this, Zhuang Xinhui said with certainty: "No, the price you proposed is as high as mine, and it will be difficult for him to refuse."

He Huanxi: "...Is it so realistic? I thought that this kind of person has a promising job, but resigns resolutely because he wants to talk about his ideals."

Zhuang Xinhui smiled and said: "We need to talk about ideals and dreams, but we need to have bread to eat!"

"Short videos have suddenly emerged. Now people are not only focusing on film and television dramas. It's okay for people like you who just make a short video. You don't know that there are many short TV series popular on the platform now.

The income is very gratifying, how many meals can I make?"

Zhuang Xinhui added: "Don't worry, if my senior was such a noble person, I wouldn't recommend him to you."

Zhuang Xinhui strongly recommended it, and He Huanxi quickly met her senior.

Zhuang Xinhui accompanied He Huanxi to the dinner.

Based on Zhuang Xinhui's previous description, He Huanxi roughly sketched the image of the character named "Ke Fu" in his mind.

He must be a very rigorous, diligent, and serious worker.

But when he met Ke Fu, He Huanxi realized that stereotypes can kill people.

Ke Fu was completely different from what she had imagined. In appearance, he didn't look like a documentary filmmaker at all, but more like a literary and artistic person.

He has medium-long hair tied into a small ponytail.

If you look closely, you can see that the hair is very soft and even when it is let down, it is darker, longer and straighter than most girls' hair.

The edges and corners of his face are not strong, but round, and he has a very beautiful appearance.

Yes, beautiful.

He Huanxi felt that this word could be used to describe him.

His appearance is more feminine than heroic, and if he walks on the street with long hair, he might be immediately considered a beauty.

Ke Fu's dress is more neutral. Just looking at his back (because he is taller and thinner), it is very likely that someone will mistake him for a woman.

But when the customer service opened his mouth, He Huanxi's impression of him when they first met was overturned.

Stereotyped impressions kill people!

Ke Fu's voice is extremely inconsistent with his appearance...man.

The speaking style is also like that of Northeastern men, and they are cheerful and cheerful.

This way of speaking, regardless of appearance, will make people think that this person is very forthright, easy to deal with, and upright.

Ke Fu said: "Sister, you are the uploader recommended by my elementary school girl, right? I heard that your videos are dedicated to promoting the inheritance of ancient cultural styles?"

He Huanxi was stunned for several seconds, unable to keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

What's more, I was shocked by the fact that his voice was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

After a while, He Huanxi said: "Yes, I plan to specialize in this category."

Ke Fu nodded appreciatively, "This is an interesting direction for you. We can't throw away things belonging to our ancestors. I'm very optimistic about you!"

Zhuang Xinhui asked impatiently: "What about you, senior?"

Ke Fu waved his hand: "Don't worry, wait until I know more about it."

He Huanxi:......

No, the food hasn't even been served in the hotel yet. The progress has already advanced to the point where you want to switch jobs?

Is the world changing too much, or is she getting old and can't keep up?

At this dinner with Ke Fu, both parties could be described as guests and hosts having a great time.

Putting aside talking about work, Ke Fu is a good chatterer in real life, and his straightforward Northeastern man character plays a lot of role in this.

It was only after talking with him that He Huanxin found out the reason for his resignation from the TV station.

Ke Fu said in annoyance: "Those old fritters on the TV station all look at people in a vulgar way! Not only are men blind, but even women are not much better!"

"I am a man, men, you know, right? It's not my problem that I look like this. I can only blame my parents for why I was born like this. But they only looked at my appearance and completely rejected me as a person."

"Those men said that I looked like I couldn't lift it with my shoulders or carry it with my hands, and they wanted to exclude me from the quota of documentary film directors."

"Those women also said that I was charming, handsome, considerate and sensible. They wanted to have a romantic night with me several times, and some of them were married!"

Ke Fu slammed the table and said with angry eyes and gritted teeth: "How can they look at me like this? Am I this kind of person?"

He Huanxi and Zhuang Xinhui were both startled by his sudden slap on the table. Not only were they frightened, but also the people eating at the other tables were frightened and they all looked over.

Zhuang Xinhui said quickly: "Yes, senior, you are not such a person at all. They misjudged you!"

After Zhuang Xinhui finished speaking, he looked at He Huanxi.

He Huanxi received the hint, pondered for a while, and nodded: "You are indeed not such a person. As long as I communicate with you for a few words, I will know that you can no longer be a man."

Ke Fu was delighted and said, "What you said makes sense. Just what you said, I can help you with this shooting!"

Maybe it's because his temperament and appearance have been extremely inconsistent since he was a child. Ke Fu has a very deep obsession with "men".

If it hadn't been for his family's insistence, Ke Fu would have had the word "man" tattooed on his arm when he was in high school.

"Man" is his life's creed!

Zhuang Xinhui: "I just helped you once, senior. We give you a very high salary, and we are very picky about the quality of the video. The color must also be perfect. We are not just trying to make a quick-selling product and then be done with it. One time is really not enough."

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Ke Fu was about to say something when He Huanxi suddenly said: "No, Brother Ke Fu just helps me once. In the process of helping, you can understand what concepts and ideas I want to convey, and you can also know what I want to shoot."

Pastoral series style determination.”

"If after the filming, you feel that it is different from what you imagined, then leave, forceful melons are not sweet."

After a pause, He Huanxi smiled slightly and said jokingly: "But when you leave, remember to recommend a few directors to me. I don't want my pastoral series to be empty once you leave."

Ke Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said cheerfully: "No problem!"

"I worked in the TV station for a year, and it was not in vain. I made several good friends. What I got in the TV station were dead wages, and the basic salary was not high. They were all still very young, and it was the time to work hard.

, I have long been interested in changing jobs, but I am not so willing to do so."

"If it's as you said, even if I leave, I can still bring you another one!"

After the dinner with Ke Fu, He Huanxi and Zhuang Xinhui chatted alone again.

He Huanxi glanced at Zhuang Xinhui, whose smile had not faded, and said clearly: "You like him, right?"

A positive tone, without even a question mark.

Zhuang Xinhui's face changed slightly, her expression became solemn, she pondered for a while, and chose to tell the truth frankly.

There is nothing to hide about her relationship with He Huanxi.

"Yes, I like him, but I don't recommend him because I like him. He has excellent abilities. I think it's not going well for him to find a job, so I recommend him."

He Huanxi: "I know that those who can be recruited by TV stations have two skills. I asked someone about Ke Fu's grades in school, and they were all outstanding. His photos of people are mediocre, but he can always capture the objects he shoots.

Get a hint of spirituality.”
Chapter completed!