The leader of the club is a tall and thin young man as if he was a bamboo pole with long legs. His old face and deliberately pretended to be young are like a college student who had been reunited n times.

He was carrying a SLR on his neck, and saw Zhang Zi'an and Zhuang Xiaodie with sharp eyes. He gave a wink at the boys under his hands. They let go of the girls who were working hard to pose and surrounded them.

"Why are you here? Everyone is waiting for you!" the leader said loudly, and looked at Zhuang Xiaodie up and down. "But the clothing and makeup are quite good, so you should be late if you are late. Everyone won't blame you, go and pose for a look!"

Zhang Zian was stunned when he heard this.

He looked at the young man carefully and felt that his appearance looked familiar, but he still couldn't name it.

However, in the past, no one who seemed familiar to him seemed familiar to him, but when he heard the tone of this young man, he knew him?

Not only was he confused, but Zhuang Xiaodie was also confused. She knew that Zhang Zi'an knew the president of the photography club named Luo Qingyu in reality, but he shouldn't know it in the dream world. Could it be that there was another loophole?

Zhang Zian stepped forward, grabbed Luo Qingyu's arm, and asked excitedly: "You know..."

Luo Qingyu quickly covered his mouth, pretended to be affectionate and hugged his shoulder and pulled him aside, whispering: "Friend, let's cooperate. Our club is producing films, but the quality of the Oser invited is not very good. The only one with good quality is not very professional. If this continues, it will affect the prestige of me, the president... So do a favor, I will pay hard money!"

Zhang Zi'an: "...How much does it cost to work hard?"

Luo Qingyu stretched out a slap, "50."

"Which dreams?"

Even if Zhang Zian doesn't understand the market, he knows that Zhuang Xiaodie's level of beauty and a stunning Hanfu, the appearance fee for friendly appearance is more than 50 yuan.

Is it a beggar for 50 yuan?

Is it enough for people to do hair, make-up, skin care, prepare clothes, and take a taxi?

"Then how much do you think you want?" Luo Qingyu spread his hands helplessly, "I am still a poor student, and I don't have much money..."

"I don't have any interest, so I won't be with you."

Zhang Zian waved his hand to refuse.

"Don't... do a favor, brother..." Luo Qingyu's disappointment was beyond words. Osers of the level like Zhuang Xiaodie are rarely seen at leisure, and even if they are not, they are rare. How can they be easily let go?

Luo Qingyu was disappointed, and Zhang Zian was even more disappointed. He finally met someone he suspected of knowing, but the other party was familiar with. Who would he reason with?

Although they deliberately avoided others when they spoke, Zhuang Xiaodie gave herself extraordinary hearing ability, and still heard their conversation, she couldn't help but feel speechless, which made her worry in vain.

Luo Qingyu was still waiting to continue to entangle. A priest-like man walked out of the church, coughed lightly, and said, "Children, your vibrant voice makes God deeply relieved, but there is a group of church members gathering in this church. Can you please move elsewhere temporarily?"

The priest was about forty years old, wearing a black robe, with a gentle and polite attitude and a smile on his face.

Luo Qingyu immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction. He finally organized a filming event and happened to meet a beauty of Zhuang Xiaodie. Of course, he didn't want to give up the church door that was used as a free background board.

Zhang Zi'an looked sideways into the church and saw many men, women and young men, in their fifties and sixties, even younger, sitting in the church, looking back at Luo Qingyu and the others with dissatisfaction.

Other church members walked into the church one after another, and the priests smiled and greeted them one by one.

"Why let us go? This piece of land belongs to you?" Luo Qingyu asked with his neck stammering.

Zhang Zian felt embarrassed for him. They stood on the stone steps at the entrance of the church, and they even had the face to ask if this land belongs to the church?

"It is indeed under the jurisdiction of this church." The priest smiled and nodded.

Luo Qingyu was not convinced and wanted to make another quibble. But one of his boys quietly pulled his clothes and whispered: "The girls seem to have a lot of opinions and don't want to take pictures..."

It turned out that boys such as Luo Qingyu and others originally praised the girls in charge of Os, praised them for their beauty and professional Os. As a result, when Zhuang Xiaodie arrived, they were left aside. Isn't this too realistic?

The turning point of the world and the cold and warm people made them feel that they had been greatly insulted. Even if they wanted to deceive themselves, they could not deceive them, and they all quit.

Zhang Zi'an's lion spoke up, but he couldn't handle Zhuang Xiaodie. The fire broke out on the backyard. Luo Qingyu felt very worried and didn't bother to argue with the priest, so he quickly went to stop the girls.

"Don't leave first! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" He shouted while running, his heavy SLR camera swaying back and forth around his thin neck.

Zhang Zi'an had long since wanted to continue to get entangled with such a person. As soon as he left, Zhang Zi'an gave Zhuang Xiaodie a wink, meaning that we should continue to move forward.

Zhuang Xiaodie nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, the priest suddenly took a step forward and blocked the way.

"We are not with them."

Zhang Zian quickly explained that Father Zhang quickly misunderstood that the two of them were birds of a feather with Luo Qingyu and others.

The priest did not look at him or Zhuang Xiaodie, but stared at the black and white kitten not far behind them, and said with concern: "Is this kitten your pet?"

The black and white kittens have been following them, sometimes far and sometimes near, but they keep catching butterflies, including when they are on the beach. However, at this time, Zhuang Xiaodie has become the center of attention and often makes people ignore its existence.

As if he was a little tired, the black and white kitten stopped catching butterflies, squatted a dozen steps away, and looked at the priest with a bright look.

"Uh...just so."

Zhang Zian wanted to explain his relationship with the kitten, but thought it was too troublesome to explain, so he simply admitted it.

"What a cute kitten... If so, please take it or hold it so that it won't get lost." The priest withdrew his gaze and suggested seemingly inadvertently.

"What's wrong with getting lost?" Zhang Zian heard the priest's tone a bit strange, wondering if the priests are kind, they are too broad-minded. Even if a kitten may be lost, they have to worry about it?

The priest's eyes shook and pondered for a moment and said, "...In fact, cat abuse has occurred frequently nearby. I can't bear to see such a cute kitten being poisoned, which is contrary to God's kindness, so I specially reminded you two."

"oh."

Zhang Zian suddenly realized that this was the case.

Zhuang Xiaodie frowned and suddenly interrupted, "Is the cat abuse incident very serious?"

The priest smiled slightly, "Child, don't worry, I have reported the incident to the church members in the United States, and I believe they will come to resolve such incidents soon."
Chapter completed!