The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Just after the winter vacation, when school started, Wen Qiu received a big business, which was introduced to him by a photographer he had taken photos for before. It was said to be a very famous studio in the industry, and many of the models photographed by it became popular.

Wen Qiu didn't want to get angry, he just wanted to know that they paid him a lot of money. Before he left that Saturday, he told Zhao Ma that she didn't need to prepare dinner, and he would take her and Xiao Zhiliao out to eat in the evening.

When he arrived at Mingqi's studio, he found it was indeed different from the small workshops he usually went to. The equipment was extremely high-end, and the busy staff were all very professional. Wen Qiu also saw a famous catwalk model.

He stood there hesitantly for a while before he found someone who didn't look busy. He gave the name of the introducer and was taken to the photographer.

The photographer was an Alpha with long hair in a wolf-tail style, who looked a bit cool. When she saw him, she made an exaggerated gesture of brightening her eyes and came up to shake hands with him. "Hello, you are Wen Qiu, right? Nice to meet you. You are as beautiful as Old Song said. My name is Zhang Mingqi."

"Hello, I'm Wen Qiu." Wen Qiu shook his hand enthusiastically. "From the name, you are the owner of this studio?"

"Haha, actually I just opened the studio for fun. I mainly like photography." Zhang Mingqi winked at him and raised his chin towards the woman next to him, "Xiao Lan, take him to familiarize himself with the process."

The job this time was to take a photo shoot for a certain magazine. Wen Qiu signed the contract and was taken to put on makeup and change clothes. After changing four sets, Zhang Mingqi was not satisfied with any of them. He sat on the chair like a big shot and ordered the staff around.

Wen Qiu was already feeling a little uncomfortable because the clothes Zhang Mingqi chose for him were more and more revealing, and the way he looked at him was becoming more and more fiery.

Finally, what was handed to him was a piece of very cool cloth. Wen Qiu hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but ask: "Isn't this dress... a little too revealing?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone around him laughed and looked at him as if he were an idiot. The photography assistant said, "Take a look at the label and see who designed the clothes. What parts of your body cannot be exposed on the catwalk? You have come to this circle, but don't you have any dedication to fashion?"

"The big-name models who came this morning didn't have as much to do as you. They were shooting in bikinis." Zhang Mingqi looked up from his phone and lectured with a stern face, "I heard from Lao Song that we asked you to come here and try because you have experience. It's no fun if you do this."

Wen Qiu was pushed into the changing room by them, and for the sake of the huge sum of money, he tried hard to put the cloth on his body.

It was a thin long shirt with many inexplicable slits on it, and the hem barely reached the thighs. As for trousers, there were no trousers at all.

Wen Qiu tugged at the hem of his clothes. He felt uncomfortable with the thought of posing in front of the camera wearing such clothes. If he really wanted to make this kind of money, he could do something else. It would be much faster than taking pictures.

The makeup artist was right, he still lacked dedication. Wen Qiu sighed, forced himself not to think about the money, and decided to turn down the job.

Just as he was about to go out, he caught something out of the corner of his eye. His instinct for danger made him alert and he immediately turned his head.

He saw a tiny pinhole camera hidden in the animal head relief on the wall. It was as quiet as an eye prying in the middle of the night, staring at him coldly.

Wen Qiu instinctively trembled, both out of fear and anger. He immediately realized that the scenes of him changing clothes several times before should have been recorded.

How many people were photographed before him? Even a formal studio like this had this kind of stuff hidden in it, so where else could he work?
Thinking of Zhang Mingqi's malicious eyes, Wen Qiu quietly raised his phone and took a picture of the camera's location, preparing to call the police after he got out. After turning off his phone, he walked out as if nothing had happened, intending to ask the staff for the clothes he had worn.

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhang Mingqi standing there with his arms folded and said with a smile: "Oh, you are quite smart."

Wen Qiu's head buzzed, he didn't expect that there was someone monitoring the camera in real time... No, Zhang Mingqi had been looking down at his phone with a lewd smile, he must have been peeking at him changing clothes!

"Boss Zhang, you should know that secretly taking photos is illegal." Wen Qiu glanced around. This was the largest studio in the studio. As long as he could run to the door where there were people coming and going, he should be safe.

"Really? You still want to call the police." Zhang Mingqi said fearlessly, "Do you know how many years my studio has been open? Guess how many young models have done stupid things in these years, and what happened to them in the end?"

Wen Qiu was a little scared because everyone in the studio surrounded him and stood behind Zhang Mingqi like a wall, staring at him with ill intentions. Even if he could call the police after he got out, Zhang Mingqi might have destroyed the evidence long ago. Could he really convict Zhang Mingqi based on the photo he took?

Besides, he still has the video of himself changing clothes. It's not a big deal if he can't stay in the circle afterwards. What if he wants to take revenge...

Seeing his ugly face, Zhang Mingqi became even more proud: "It seems that you have thought it through. As the saying goes, a man who knows the times is a hero. I don't want to embarrass you. Sleep with me. If you serve me well, I might forgive you."

As expected, in the end, it was all about the pants. Wen Qiu despised it in his heart, thinking of agreeing on the surface first, and then looking for a chance to escape. He just brewed a flattering smile, and saw Zhang Mingqi raised his chin, and the two assistants behind him suddenly rushed forward, one restrained his hands, and the other snatched the phone from him.

"What are you doing!" Wen Qiu wanted to take back the phone, but the tall and strong ALPHA held him tightly.

Zhang Mingqi took his phone and looked at it, then he sneered, turned off the recording button on the phone, deleted the entire recording, opened his photo album, and deleted the photos taken with the pinhole camera.

"Look, you have delayed the work of our entire team. According to the contract, you have to pay a penalty of 10. You either pay the money now or pay the debt with your body, otherwise this matter will not be resolved."

Wen Qiu's hands were tied behind his back, his head was lowered, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. 10 yuan, all his savings, he could spend it to avoid disaster; or sleep with someone, sell his body to pay off the debt. It seemed that he could afford either, but it would only mean skinning and cramping, not killing him immediately, but he could still survive.

But he didn't want to live like this.

He just wanted to earn some money with his own efforts to support the people he cared about. He didn't know why it was always like this.

"Have you thought it through? Hurry up--" Zhang Mingqi was not in a hurry. He liked to appreciate other people's despair, especially when a beautiful woman was pushed to the point of collapse. It tasted even better.

Wen Qiu suddenly looked up at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with sharp glass, "It's not that I don't want to sleep with you, but I'm afraid that if I sleep with you, it will make my sponsor unhappy."

"Yo yo yo~" Zhang Mingqi laughed, and the people around him also started to make a noise, "Who is your sponsor?"

Wen Qiu stammered, and for the first time in three months he uttered the name: "Pei Du." He had no idea, maybe these people didn't know who Pei Du was, and Pei Du had already drawn a line between him and him. It's not that hard to use a tiger's power to bully a fox. He was going to use a paper tiger to scare a cunning wolf.

As soon as the name came out, everyone present was stunned. Zhang Mingqi's eyes widened, obviously knowing him. Wen Qiu felt a little hope in his heart, and he straightened his back deliberately, pretending to be fearless: "If Master Pei knew that you treated me like that, do you think he would let you go?"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Zhang Mingqi suddenly burst into laughter, holding his stomach and bending over with laughter, and said to the assistant beside him, "Did you hear that? He said he is Pei Du's man? That Pei Du? Hahahaha..."

The photography assistant was also laughing, and said to Wen Qiu sarcastically, "You should be careful about who you are lying to. Don't you know that our boss is Pei Shao's friend?"

Wen Qiu's Adam's apple rolled, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, go through my phone. I have Pei Du's WeChat, and his home address is in my taxi app. You can verify it yourself and you'll know..."

Zhang Mingqi wiped away the tears from his laughter, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "For so many years, Master Pei has never brought anyone with him. How many powerful and wealthy OMEGAs have tried to get close to him, but when has he ever taken a liking to them? If you had said she was Master An's girlfriend, I might have believed it."

"That's right," the assistant agreed, "If you were following Master Pei, you wouldn't have to come out and take photos like this."

This sentence seemed to give Zhang Mingqi some inspiration. He suddenly showed an eager look, "Old Huang, hold on to him tightly, yes, pull his arms a little wider, don't block his chest."

Wen Qiu's heart was pounding and he struggled desperately. He saw Zhang Mingqi took out his mobile phone and took several photos of him. Then, as if it was not enough, he asked his assistant to bring a bottle of mineral water, poured it on his shirt, and took more photos.

"What a magnificent view," he exclaimed, then waved his phone in front of Wen Qiu, "I'll send it to Master Pei for you, and let him appreciate it. Maybe he will really like you."

“No…” Wen Qiu opened his eyes wide in horror and struggled desperately, “Wait… don’t send it!”

He just wanted to use Pei Du's name to scare people, and never thought of letting him know all this. He would rather die here than let Pei Du see this shameful scene.

However, Zhang Mingqi had carefully selected a few and sent them out, with a smile on his face that expanded to the extreme - in fact, he had not spoken to Pei Du for many words, and his level was not high enough. He usually did not dare to disturb others presumptuously, and finally there was something funny here, which was a good opportunity to talk to Pei Shao.

The next second, a voice call came in. Zhang Mingqi turned around and answered the phone: "Hello? Oh, hello, Mr. Pei, long time no see..."

"Uh-what?"

Others couldn’t hear what was being said on the phone, but they could see that Zhang Mingqi’s smile instantly froze, as if he was frightened.

After a while, Zhang Mingqi hung up the phone, winked at his assistant tremblingly, and pointed his finger towards the utility room.

The assistant didn't understand what was going on, but still obediently dragged Wen Qiu and pushed him into the utility room, closing the door and locking it, "You stay here!"

The door closed with a bang, and Wen Qiu's heart was pounding, drowning out all the sounds around him. He wasn't sure if he had heard Pei Du's voice on the other end of the phone, but Zhang Mingqi's reaction at least explained something - Pei Du had definitely seen those photos.

Would he get angry? Or sneer? Or be indifferent? Why did he call? What did he say to Zhang Mingqi?
Wen Qiu closed his eyes and took a breath for a while before he felt his thoughts slowly returning to his head. There was no air conditioning in the utility room, and he was shivering from the cold. He tried to open the door, but it was locked tightly. He knocked on the door again and called for help, but only heard a dull echo.

After a few minutes, the door suddenly opened, and the makeup artist who had been quite friendly to him before walked in with a shy smile. She first handed him a blanket, and then said cautiously: "Well, can we talk about it? There must be some misunderstanding here..."

"Let me out." Wen Qiu picked up a vase from the cabinet and walked towards the door. The woman stepped back repeatedly, "Calm down first...Calm down!"

The vase came straight at her face, and she screamed and ran back behind the door. The vase hit the closed door and broke into pieces.

Wen Qiu picked up the broken porcelain pieces and stood by the door, waiting for the next person to come in. The stress made him unable to feel the cold, and he walked back and forth at the door shivering with red eyes.

He may indeed be more sensitive and stronger than ordinary OMEGAs. He once thought that he was invincible and could solve all problems with courage. However, this is not the case. There are too many difficulties in the world that he cannot solve. Just like now, he is isolated and helpless and can only protect himself by reporting the name of his ex-lover.

Not long after, the door opened again and Zhang Mingqi came in with a nervous look on his face. His tall body shrank very small, and he even looked like he was bowing and nodding.

In the previous ten minutes, he had made countless calls for help, but the responses he got made his heart sink little by little.

He realized that he was in great trouble.

"This, that..." Zhang Mingqi hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here to apologize. It's true that I didn't recognize you and didn't understand your identity, which led to these misunderstandings..."

"Delete the secret photos." Wen Qiu interrupted him.

"Of course! I will definitely delete it completely!" Zhang Mingqi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Tell me, how can you forgive me? Everything I can do is just a matter of one word!"

Seeing him like that, Wen Qiu suddenly stopped being nervous and felt like laughing. He thought it was all really interesting. He suddenly became curious about what the name Pei Du could do for an ALPHA who was so high up.

He sat down on the sofa and stared at the sweaty Zhang Mingqi with a half-smile:

"Okay, then kneel down and apologize."

(End of this chapter)