Coming of the Villain Boss! Chapter 741 - Master Of Photography (18)

Chapter 741: Master Of Photography (18)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The man looked at Ji Jin with very weird eyes after listening to Ming Shu’s nonsense.

Ji Jin felt his chest aching.

She was actually starting a rumor!

When did he get a room with other women and ask her to pay?

Was she living in a dream?

Ji Jin clenched his fists. “You won’t feel comfortable without ruining my reputation, will you?”

“No, I won’t.” Ming Shu nodded her head. “I aim to be your number one hater.”

Ming No. 1 Hater Shu was online now.

The peer beside Ji Jin sensed something unusual from their conversation, though. “You know each other? Movie King Ji, have you have done something terrible to her so now she comes at you?”

What could he do to her?

When they were shooting in the peach blossom valley, she almost tortured him to death.

She did it on purpose!

“I’ll be grateful if she won’t do something to me.” Ji Jin was so wronged that he spat out blood.

The peer’s gaze between the two became even more meaningful.

Fortunately, the show was about to begin. Ji Jin and his peer both turned their heads and looked at the stage.

The foreigner also came back at this moment.

After the show began, the foreigner watched it very conscientiously. Ming Shu thought he was here to be a good student.

Ming Shu only needed to take pictures for Wen Xiaqing, so she wouldn’t press the shutter until Wen Xiaqing came onto the stage.

Ji Jin looked back and glanced at her twice. “What’s your relationship with Wen Xiaqing?”

Ming Shu looked at her camera with her head lowered, and she answered casually, “An improper one.”

“…”

Ji Jin tried to talk to Ming Shu several times, but was shocked speechless.

When the show was over, stars like Ji Jin left first. Ming Shu was taken backstage by the manager. That foreigner, before leaving, asked for Ming Shu’s WeChat ID.

Wen Xiaqing was still removing the makeup, and he waved to Ming Shu. “How was it? Show me the pictures.”

Ming Shu pa.s.sed the camera to him. “With such a perfect face, even ordinary people can take great pictures.”

The good-looking people were just so willful.

“That’s different,” Wen Xiaqing said. “Later I’ll post these photos officially.”

Ming Shu raised her eyebrows slightly. “Aren’t you afraid that you might steal your peers’ limelight and they will cause trouble for you?”

“…You’re right. I’ll just keep them for myself then.”

Wen Xiaqing was very tender and gentle. He could reach his present position because he had a great manager and good luck.

Wen Xiaqing returned the camera to Ming Shu, then wiped his face conveniently and put on his coat. “Let’s go, I’ll take you to have some good food. Oh right… Have you signed up for this year’s international photography compet.i.tion?”

“Xiaqing, there will be an interview later,” the manager roared from behind them.

“I’m not going.” Wen Xiaqing waved his hand. “Let the others do it.”

The manager: “…” How will he become famous with this att.i.tude?

Ming Shu didn’t intend to interfere in Wen Xiaqing’s decision. After walking out of the venue, she answered, “Not yet.”

“I heard that there are some changes in the compet.i.tion system this year, and post-production is not allowed.”

“Right, the theme is also limited,” Ming Shu said. “It’s a little difficult this year.”

The international photography compet.i.tion opened its application since the beginning of the year, and the deadline was almost at the end of the year. It lasted for a long period.

The fake female protagonist would also partic.i.p.ate in this compet.i.tion, and she used the Host’s works. It was right in this compet.i.tion that the Host found out the fake female protagonist’s secret.

“But the bonuses have also gone up,” Wen Xiaqing said. “The first prize for the category will get one million yuan. It’ll be enough for you to last a long time.”

Most of the prize money for photography compet.i.tions was not too great. But this year set one million for the prize, which was really rare and generous.

“How do you know it’ll be me? What if it is someone else?” Don’t forget the covetous fake female protagonist.

“I believe in you.” Wen Xiaqing patted Ming Shu on the shoulder. “You’ll be the best photographer in the world and take the best pictures.”

“You’re so supportive of me, so I need to give you half of the prize money then.”

“Hahaha, you said that, and I’ll remember it.”

Wen Xiaqing was about to take his car. But suddenly, a group of journalists flooded over and surrounded them.

Wen Xiaqing thought they came at him. He subconsciously protected Ming Shu and was ready to speak, but then he saw the journalists aim at Ming Shu all at once.

“Miss Jiang Qiao, are you and Mr. Ji seeing each other now?”

“Miss Jiang Qiao, is it true what Mr. Ji said?”

“Mr. Ji didn’t get involved in any scandals recently, was it because of you, Miss Jiang Qiao?”

“Miss Jiang Qiao, what’s your relationship with Mr. Wen Xiaqing and Ji Jin? Are you seeing two men at the same time? Miss Jiang Qiao, please answer this question directly.” This was an unkind journalist.

Listening to these questions, Ming Shu knew that Ji Jin must have talked nonsense to the media.

Ming Shu pushed Wen Xiaqing and signaled him to move aside.

Wen Xiaqing knew these journalists were vicious and looked at Ming Shu while frowning. “Qiaoqiao, don’t say anything. I’ll take you out of here first.”

This was a totally unexpected problem.

“If I don’t speak, they’ll think that I’m afraid.” Ming Shu directly grabbed a microphone from a journalist. “What did Ji Jin tell you?”

Ming Shu was not panicked at all facing such a tense situation, and she even asked them this calmly.

Some of the journalists were suspicious. “Don’t you know, Miss Jiang Qiao?”

“I’ll know if you just tell me.” Ming Shu had guessed something, but it’d be better to confirm.

One of the journalists was probably a newbie and had a loose tongue. “Mr. Ji Jin said he is dating you, Miss Jiang Qiao, is it true?”

Other journalists who originally intended to make Ming Shu speak by herself showed the whites of their eyes to that newbie journalist. How could he just tell her at this moment?

Ming Shu swept her gaze over the faces of these journalists, and she curled up the corners of her mouth slowly.

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#Movie King Ji is coming out the closet#

This search soared to the trending list within minutes and squeezed out the former items.

It was so quick that Ji Jin didn’t react.

Before, he was rumored to have many girlfriends, but it turned out he deliberately leaked the news only to cover the fact that he was gay. Ji Jin made all those lies up to protect the man he loved.

Just imagine, was it possible for a star to change girlfriends so frequently?

He was just trying to protect the man he liked. The public was led to focus on his past “girlfriends,” so naturally they wouldn’t pay attention to other information.

Ji Jin: ??? What the h.e.l.l is this operation?

The peer who was innocent: “…” I am a straight man!

“I told you not to provoke her!” the manager roared as soon as he stepped into the room. “She’s not from the circle, what does she not dare to say? Ji Jin, are you trying to anger me to death?”

“Don’t yell at me. Let me think.” Ji Jin rubbed between his eyebrows.

The present situation was far from what he expected.

He was caught off guard every time.

“Think what?” The manager was crazy with anger. “What else do you think? Do you know how many people want to take you down from the stage? How many people out there are waiting to mock you and step on your sore spot!”

Ji Jin looked up suddenly. “How about, I go out and tell them that we had a quarrel so she was just talking nonsense to p.i.s.s me off, would that be okay?”

The manager was angered to laugh. “Do you think the entertainment business is your home? It’s something you can tease? Do you think others are just stupid monkeys? I was wondering why you became so obedient recently, it turns out you were just planning this!”

Ji Jin: “…” I’m just saying it. There’s no need to be so angry!