Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Before she could finish speaking, Hua Qing's smile froze on her face.

Behind Ding Heng, three heads popped out at once.

Zhao Yanxi peeked out from the left and waved at her with a grin: "Sister Hua Qing! Long time no see!"

Lin Man peeked out from the right and added with a smile, "Sister Qing, did you miss us?"

Wenjing stood at the back and nodded shyly to her, "Hello, Sister Huaqing."

Hua Qing's expression was indescribable. Finally, she stared straight at Ding Heng with an unfriendly look.

Ding Heng shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Sister Qing, what's wrong with you..."

Lin Man teased, "It seems like you're not very welcoming to us."

Hua Qing took a deep breath, stepped aside to make way for the doorway, feeling helpless and resigned to her fate.

"Come in!"

The four filed in.

Lin Man walked last, closing the door behind her.

She stood in the entryway and looked around, clicking her tongue twice: "Sister Qing, your house is still a bit small. Why don't you ask the boss to get you a bigger one?"

Hua Qing bent down and took out a few pairs of guest slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them beside their feet: "I'm just doing a master's degree, it's only three years, why would I need a big house?"

"And what about three years from now?"

Lin Man changed her shoes and walked into the living room, casually stroking Hei Dou, who was dozing on the sofa: "Sister Qing, after you graduated from Beijing Dance Academy, don't you plan to stay in the capital to develop your career?"

For dancers across the country, the capital city offers more resources and more opportunities.

Hua Qing raised her head and unconsciously glanced at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng was squatting by the sofa, reaching out to scratch Hei Dou's chin. Hei Dou purred and snorted as he stroked it, looking very pleased with himself.

"It's still early..."

Hua Qing lowered her eyes and said indifferently, "We'll talk about it later."

Compared to developing her dance career, she now hopes that Ding Heng can spend more time with her instead of only visiting once every ten days or half a month.

Zhao Yanxi came up from behind and affectionately took Hua Qing's arm: "Sister Hua Qing, where are you planning to take us these next few days?"

Hua Qing pondered, "The capital only has so many tourist attractions, where do you want to go?"

Zhao Yanxi suggested, "How about we go visit your school?"

"No."

Hua Qing refused outright, her tone resolute.

"why?"

"There's no reason why, it just doesn't work."

Zhao Yanxi was taken aback by Hua Qing's words. Just as she was about to ask another question, Hua Qing leaned close to her ear and whispered something in a low voice.

After listening, Zhao Yanxi suddenly realized: "Sister Hua Qing, you're right. You still can't bring men to those kinds of places."

Ding Heng was petting his cat when he heard this and looked completely bewildered: "I didn't say I was going."

You better be!

Zhao Yanxi snorted and turned back, "Then let's go sightseeing instead, how about the Forbidden City?"

Lin Man chimed in, "It's autumn, perfect for taking pictures."

With everyone contributing their opinions, the matter was temporarily settled.

The girls then went into the dressing room together, and Hua Qing took out the autumn Hanfu that she had prepared in advance and helped them match them one by one.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to come out, her pomegranate red cross-collar long coat making her look bright and flamboyant.

Lin Man followed behind her, wearing a dark green round-necked robe with an extremely slender waist, and a matching jacket over it, her clothes fluttering as she walked. She was already alluring, but now she had an even more captivating charm.

Wenjing wore a Tang-style pale yellow high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a light apricot-colored wide-sleeved blouse over it, looking simple and gentle. The dress was perfectly fitted at the waist, accentuating her slender figure, but the fabric at her chest was stretched into a full curve, creating a sense of being fully covered yet about to burst out, which was captivating.

Hua Qing was dressed as usual in a light gray-white stand-up collar long shirt with a diagonal placket, paired with a dark blue horse-face skirt, looking as cold and aloof as frost.

Ding Heng sat on the sofa, holding Hei Dou in his arms. His gaze swept over the four women one by one, finally settling on Wen Jing for a second longer.

Wenjing met Ding Heng's gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head to straighten her cuffs.

"Let's go."

Hua Qing picked up the car keys.

The square outside the Meridian Gate was teeming with people. Zhao Yanxi stood on tiptoe to look inside and sighed, "The capital is still so crowded..."

"Compared to National Day, this is less."

Lin Man reminded him, "Be careful, don't get separated."

The group passed through the Meridian Gate and walked along the central axis.

Ding Heng raised his camera and looked at the girls through the viewfinder.

"Yan hope, stand next to that pillar. Yes, put your hands on the railing and tilt your head a little to the left... Okay."

The shutter clicked away as Ding Heng not only acted as a photographer but also as a tour guide.

They walked and stopped frequently, exchanging a few words at each stop, focusing on interesting anecdotes and historical tales, with Wenjing listening most attentively.

The little white rabbit doesn't talk much, and it's nothing like Zhao Yanxi who runs around taking pictures everywhere.

Wherever Ding Heng went, she followed, gentle and obedient.

Finally, she looked up and asked curiously, "Ding Heng, how come you know everything?"

Ding Heng said seriously, "Ask Doubao."

"Bean bag?"

Wenjing was skeptical.

She felt that even if she asked an AI, it would be difficult to speak as fluently as Ding Heng.

Clear expression is a skill, but being able to express oneself wittily and humorously is even more rare.

Thinking of this, a small sense of vanity suddenly welled up in Wenjing's heart.

Handsome, good at making money, eloquent, and with high emotional intelligence...

Such an outstanding man is her boyfriend!

Wenjing quietly tightened her grip on Ding Heng's arm, imagining that in the eyes of outsiders, they should be a very ordinary couple.

"Little Jingjing! Come over here for a picture!"

Zhao Yanxi shouted loudly.

"Ugh……"

Wenjing reluctantly let go of her hand and jogged over.

Zhao Yanxi put her arm around her shoulder and flashed a V-sign at the camera. Lin Man leaned over from the side, while Hua Qing stood on the far edge.

Ding Heng raised his camera, and the four faces in the viewfinder were all beautiful in their own way.

Click.

…………

Bai Ma swaggered out of the airport. The autumn wind in the capital was drier than in Changsha, and it felt cool on his face.

She was standing in the taxi waiting area at the airport entrance, about to reach out to hail a cab, when she suddenly realized a very serious problem.

She took out her phone, opened her WeChat Wallet, and glanced at her balance.

Uh……

I just spent several hundred yuan on plane tickets, and now the money I have left will probably be gone after taking a taxi into the city.

She opened her WeChat Moments again and scrolled through it.

Just three minutes ago, Zhao Yanxi posted an update, geotagged at the Forbidden City, showing four people standing side by side in front of the Jinshui Bridge, smiling brightly.

Lin Man also updated her status with the caption "Autumn Day, Forbidden City, Old Friends," along with the same picture.

Bai Ma pouted, and that awkward feeling welled up inside her again.

She now has two choices.

First, take the Airport Express and then transfer to the subway; it takes about an hour to get to the Forbidden City.

Secondly, call Ding Heng or any of the older women directly and ask them to wait for you.

The second option is obviously wiser and easier, avoiding any hassle.

But Baima just wouldn't accept it!

Why!

They went out to play without me, and only told me when they were about to leave!

Baima shoved her phone into her pocket and strode toward the airport express rail sign.

It's just taking the subway, right? Anyone can do that.

An hour later, Baima walked out of the subway station and, after much hesitation, arrived at the Shenwu Gate, the north gate of the Forbidden City.

Logically speaking, the Forbidden City usually has two exits, and most tourists will choose the North Gate, Shenwu Gate, so there is a high probability that they can ambush Ding Heng and his group there.

But as Baima waited and waited, she gradually became impatient and took out her phone to refresh her WeChat Moments again.

Hua Qing updated her photos two minutes ago, with the location set to Wangfujing Street.

Bai Ma's eyes widened, and her lips twitched.

.....................

Wangfujing Street was teeming with people.

To some extent, Wangfujing is just an ordinary commercial street, and similar commercial streets are now springing up everywhere in most first- and second-tier cities.