Chapter 33: Being Haunted 2 (1/2)
Chapter 33: Being Haunted (2)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
In the last life, He Bai had reached the peak of photography by taking photos of landscapes, and now, after his rebirth, there was another way ahead.
Excitement stirred inside him, while he still kept a straight face.
He Bai browsed through the file, and then strolled along the castle, tracery walls and swings in the dreamy studio, where he even found several cute rabbits in the corner.
The studio was well matched with the theme of princess series. It must have cost a bomb, he guessed.
Imagining that models in delicate longuette stood in this scene, He Bai stopped at the castle gate, opened the document again and examined carefully the sketches of the princess series.
Lin Xia came in a quarter of an hour. He Bai returned the document to her immediately, let a shallow breath out and smiled at her, “Please start. I'm ready.”
At midnight, Di Qiuhe turned on the mobile phone secretly. After some hesitation he gave up ringing He Bai up and checked WeChat with a rather sour face.
A Bird Born in Autumn: Are you asleep?
He received a reply within seconds.
White and Whiter: No.
Di Qiuhe wasn’t pleased with the reply. Instead, he looked more ghastly.
A Bird Born in Autumn: Is the summer vacation busy?
White and Whiter: Yeah.
The words choked in Di Qiuhe’s throat. Deleting the half-edited sentence “Are you too busy to send me a message when I show no initiative”, he continued to type as his expression changed.
A Bird Born in Autumn: Have you found a new part-time job? Is the work tiring?
When chatting with Xiuwen last time, Di Qiuhe learned that He Bai had quitted Saint Elephant. There was no reason for him to be on the go recently. After all, the photo-taking job Di Qiuhe had introduced to him was quite easy, which could be completed in a few days. Also, the pay was pretty good.
White and Whiter: I’ve found another job. My life is quite full now.
A Bird Born in Autumn: Which kind of job? Photo taking?
White and Whiter: No, my task is to take first publicity photos of the mainstay costumes for a new brand that has yet to be launched. I was originally asked to shoot the costumes, but the person in charge made the final decision to let me take the publicity photographs, which kept me fully occupied recently.
Di Qiuhe sat up from the bed with a frown. He Bai was taking costumes’ publicity photos? Why did he have no appointment? It was close to mid-July, and the birthday celebrations of Mr. Jia Sheng’s granddaughter would be held on July 23rd. Given that birthday photographs were arranged to be displayed during the banquet, the shooting must begin at least a week in advance. However, He Bai said he received no appointment. Was anything wrong? After all, Mr. Jia Sheng tended to fit everything into his schedule. If it continued to drag on, the screens were likely to go blank at the party.
Thinking of this, Diu Qiuhe typed hurriedly to confirm it.
A Bird Born in Autumn: Why do you turn off appointments of shooting? Such a cushy job will get you highly paid. You’ve won favor on the Internet just now. There must be a lot of people who would like you to photograph them.
White and Whiter: 【embarrassed】 You living abroad should be informed what happened on the Internet, fancy that! In fact, it’s a sheer exaggeration. I once worked on part-time basis at Saint Elephant, and the shooting appointment must be made through the company. Now I quit, so people who need me to take photographs have nowhere to arrange an appointment.
White and Whiter: What’s more, the job I'm doing now is in my eyes better and more promising than shooting by appointment. I like it very much. ^-^
White and Whiter: So you see, opportunity could be found everywhere. Keep a good state of mind and work harder, things will get better little by little.
White and Whiter: It’s quite late. Why are you still up? Staying up can damage you girls’ skin.
Di Qiuhe looked sullen, his eyes fixating on the line “the shooting appointment must be made through the company”. The Little Puppy was really vulnerable to bullying, which made him angry. Unaware that his former company had cheated him of a golden opportunity, he also tried to enlighten him, an unacquainted netizen, as to the philosophy of life.
“How stupid you are!” Diu Qiuhe felt like giving He Bai a scolding. He even hoped to drag him over and poke him in the dimple, asking why he was too silly to realize that he had been unfairly treated.
The clock struck twelve when his mobile phone automatically rang the bell “Good night, Dear Autumn. Kiss you”, which was set to remind him to go to sleep.
Affected, he continued to type smoldering with anger.