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Chapter 563 The ruffian man is a model

When I walked out of Li's gate, I saw that it was still early. So I started walking around the streets. There were a lot of people on the streets, and because it was close to the scenic spot, the surrounding greenery was very good.

good.

It is clearly spring, and at a glance, everything that catches the eye is green. There are even many budding roses in the flower bed, with their heads lowered one by one, like beauties showing off their beauty.

In general shy.

The scenery is very good, and it matches my mood.

Wandering around unknowingly, I walked into a park. There were not many people in the park. After all, it was not a weekend rest day. The only people staying here at noon were grandfathers who liked to play chess and grandma who took a walk.

They are.

As a young man walking in the park, I couldn't help but attract some attention. "Hey, young man over there, can you do us a favor?"

Suddenly, someone shouted. Subconsciously, I looked towards the source of the sound and saw a bunch of people standing there. Many of them were dressed in fashionable clothes. Everyone was wearing clothes that kept up with the trend of the times, and their trousers were all very fashionable.

Popular beggar pants.

In fact, when beggar pants first became popular, I couldn’t help but complain once. It would be okay to wear them like that in the summer, after all, they reveal so much of the legs. But in spring, autumn, and even winter, some people still wear them. Do they look like sarongs?

ah?

"Uh," I looked around, and then I was sure that the person standing among them was calling me.

Helpless, since everyone had called me, and I obviously heard it, it would be rude if I didn't respond. So I walked over slowly, and the man with the gun in his hand took a look at my obedient past.

Already.

He immediately showed a big smile and said: "Young man, can you please go outside the park to buy us a few drinks? I won't let you run away in vain, I can give you travel expenses."

I twitched my eyes. There were seven or eight people in this crowd, right? Why didn't anyone run out to buy something? Maybe they were tired.

"Hey, how many times do I have to tell you that you can't buy it yourself?" Unexpectedly, before I could reply, a man got out of the extended van parked on the other side and shouted to the photographer.

road.

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied that the photographer was replaced by someone else.

I frowned, why did this voice sound familiar? Confused, I looked towards the man. When I saw the tall man's face, I subconsciously averted my eyes, why was it him?

"Oh, don't tease us, big name. We don't have the manpower to go out and buy it. It's all divided work. Isn't it because the logistics guy didn't come today? Why don't you bother this young man? After all, we will give him money.

Yes." The photographer bowed slightly, nodded and bowed to the ruffian.

I also understood a lot in my heart. I had long known that this ruffian man had an extraordinary identity. It turned out that he was a model. Judging from the posture of the outdoor shooting and the photographer's attitude towards him, he should be a big-name model.

"Ha, that's what you said last time." The ruffian grabbed the photographer's collar in displeasure and said angrily, "You'd better find another support person quickly."

"Yes, yes, definitely." The photographer was also a little afraid of him, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead. After he answered several times, the ruffian let go of his collar.

He turned around and walked to the edge of the flower bed, shouting as he walked: "If you want to take a photo, come over here quickly!" With a swipe, the photography assistants quickly followed him.

"Then it's my fault, young man. I want..." The photographer took out six red bills and gave them to me, and gave me several names of expensive drinks.

I took the money and walked out of the park, smacking my lips as I walked. Sure enough, rich people drink high-end products. I know the drinks the photographer mentioned, but since a drink costs more than 70, so

I have never bought it to drink.

Unexpectedly, after I walked out, I still couldn't find the brand of drink they wanted in the nearby stores. I had no choice but to walk farther away. I finally understood why the photographer didn't let one of his people come out and buy it.

.

Because I couldn't find it anywhere for sale at once, so I had to run and look for it.

By the time I finally bought a drink and went back, nearly fifteen minutes had passed. Except for the photographer who politely thanked me, the rest of the people looked at me very dissatisfied.

"Tch, this guy is too slow. If I had known better, I wouldn't have let him buy it."

"He is a young man, but he is so useless."

Well, listening to the gossip of those assistants, I got a little angry. I'm not your errand boy. If the big brother, the photographer, hadn't asked me, I wouldn't have gone.

"Shut up, I can't even stop your mouths with a drink!" The ruffian seemed to be thirsty too. After swallowing a sip, he spoke for me angrily: "Next time if you want to drink, go buy it yourself.

Beep here."

The ruffian was rude to his words. I had seen this before that night.

Fortunately, the photographer and his assistants can tolerate him. If it were me, I would have ignored him long ago and would have found another model at worst.

After noticing that I had been looking at him, the ruffian man walked over with a stern figure. He looked down at me from top to bottom, with a frivolous smile in his eyes: "Why are you staring at me? You want me.

How about a photo or an autograph?”

"..." Is this person a bit narcissistic?

I shook my head repeatedly, took the travel money from the photographer, and turned around to leave. Before leaving, purely out of curiosity, I turned on the camera in my phone and secretly took a picture of the ruffian.

Because it was a candid photo, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. After the camera vibration on my phone stopped, I quickly brought the phone to my face to look at it.

The ruffian in the photo was staring intently at the photographer's camera and didn't notice me. I was lucky enough to take a photo of the ruffian's full body.

I directly uploaded this photo and searched for it at night, and the results came out within a few seconds. The first search result I saw on the browser was the profile introduction of this ruffian man.

The ruffian's name is: Gu Yu. He is a graphic model active in various fashion magazines and has also done many advertising endorsements. As for the situation at home, the description on the Internet is very vague.

But I know this very well. Gu Yu's home must be extraordinary.

"Oh my, this ruffian is also a super star. He's really awesome." I smiled and turned off the phone screen. As expected, he and I are not on the same trajectory. For such an upright public figure, I'm afraid I'll never see him again for the rest of my life.

It can't be.
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