305. Real world (1)
Looking at the white snow-capped mountains, a group of cosplay enthusiasts came, and the villagers crowded in to watch the fun.
It couldn't be less lively. They were next to the snow-capped mountains. Not to mention how cold the weather was. However, these young people were all dressed up to show their arms, legs, and backs. Some of them were even shivering from the cold. He was still shaking his fan.
Most of the people staying in the village are older and don't know much about cosplay, but they know how cold the weather is. They all wear big cotton-padded jackets and carry hand warmers to watch the fun.
Zheng Bao was wearing a beautiful little skirt and holding an umbrella in her hand. She was so cold that she wanted to call her mother for autumn pants, but she still kept a sweet smile and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
At this moment, from the corner of my eye, I saw an old man wearing a thick military coat looking over with a smile, holding a hand warmer, and his mentality suddenly collapsed.
"No more pictures, no more pictures!!"
She put down her umbrella and rushed to her good friend. She quickly put on the down jacket she was handed and shouted to the photographer who was chasing her: "Why do you have to come to the snow in the cold weather to find some artificial snow?" Just a picture will do! If this continues, something will happen to me!"
"Bao sister, please don't be angry. We came all the way to the snowy mountains to take photos. Once the photos are posted and marked, people will say how dedicated you are, and you will win almost half of the award."
Zheng Bao rolled his eyes: "Brother, look back, there are so many people who have the same idea as you. Even if we win half, so many people will win half together. Don't we still have no winning rate?"
If you want her to say that there is something wrong with the award this time, isn't it just a cosplay together? It was enough to make the photo look good, but the background was also required to be snow, which caused a group of people to rush to the nearest snow mountain to take pictures.
I don’t know who came up with this ghost idea first.
The photographer advised in a good-tempered way: "But if we hadn't come to the snow-capped mountains to take pictures, we wouldn't have half of what they had, so wouldn't the fare be in vain?"
A good friend also cheered her up: "Sister Bao! Think about the prize money! Five hundred thousand! Such a grand competition is rare!"
Five hundred thousand...
Baomei's expression paused, and just as she relaxed, she immediately shivered when the cold wind blew: "But Zhang Xiangdong has run away, and the request is for a man and a woman. Where can I find another man now?"
Speaking of the cameraman, his expression was not good: "Zhang Xiangdong really came over and said he wanted to take a picture, but then he retreated when he saw how cold it was. Who is he?"
"His family has money, and he doesn't lack hundreds of thousands. Of course he doesn't have to be like us."
Zheng Bao stamped his feet to let his frozen feet move a little: "What should we do now? How about you find a villager to take over?"
After saying that, she looked back and met the kind and amusing smiles of the onlookers.
"...Forget it, it's better to buy one from someone else."
"How is it possible to bribe it? It's money for people to shoot at my place, but we still get a share of the money for shooting at our place. Who would be willing?"
A few people were struggling, and at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, a handsome-looking man wearing a jade crown and a feathered coat slowly walked up.
Zheng Bao and his friend were still stunned, but the photographer approached them with bright eyes.
"Isn't he planning to let someone else take his place?"
"It's possible, but can his original person agree?"
The two girls were discussing when the photographer turned his head and waved wildly at them with an ecstatic smile as if he had won a lottery.
"Come here, come here! Shooting starts!!"
Wei Mingyan stood behind the photographer and yawned.
After calling his partner, the photographer turned his head excitedly and said thank you: "Thank you, thank you! Thank you so much!"
"It doesn't matter."
The good-looking man with his own aperture smiled and said, "Just give me the money."
eight days later
Wei Mingyan made his first pot of gold in this world.
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How should the ending be correct? As I wrote it, I wanted Lao Wei to continue wearing it.