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

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Her schedule is relatively relaxed; she plans to spend a weekend in Changsha before flying back to the capital.

In her own words, there are too many things to deal with after becoming famous, so a few more days of peace and quiet are good.

The girls rarely get together after the New Year, and even Zhao Yanxi put aside her long-cherished dream of going to a coffee shop and took the initiative to suggest it.

"Let's go camping."

"Yeah!"

Baima immediately chimed in: "I'll just practice drone filming and see if I can shoot a decent vlog."

The others also expressed no objection, and Lin Man immediately began making arrangements.

No need to travel far, Lin Man easily resolved the matter with a single phone call.

Two hours later, the group set off lightly for Dayong City.

It was supposed to be a wilderness camping trip, but when we got there we realized it wasn't about setting up tents and making campfires for survival at all. Instead, it was a villa hidden in the woods halfway up the mountain.

White walls and gray tiles, with tables, chairs, barbecue grills, and even a helipad in the front and back courtyards.

After enjoying the fresh air of nature, the girls went back to their rooms to change clothes and pack their things, except for Baima, who struggled to carry a black hard-shell suitcase to the open space in the backyard.

She opened the box, and inside was a brand new drone, with a silver-white body and four folding wings.

Ding Heng walked over to her and quietly watched her operate the machine.

Bai Ma turned on the device, connected it to the remote control, and brought up the map calibration. Although her movements were slightly clumsy, she made no mistakes, clearly having done a lot of preparation beforehand.

Ding Heng commented, "It's quite presentable."

Baima smiled smugly at him and continued to adjust the parameters.

The drone slowly rose up, hovered in mid-air, and began filming the distant mountains with its camera pointed at them.

Ding Heng asked, "When will you return to Tibet?"

Baima replied, "Around mid-May. After filming the footage, I'll edit it and release the video around early June, which will coincide with the end of the college entrance exams. There should be quite a few high school students who want to travel during that time."

"What did Auntie say?"

“My mother was quite happy.”

Baima sighed, "She said she would find someone to help me, probably because she felt that I had finally found something worthwhile to do instead of pestering you, my brother, all day long."

Ding Heng smiled and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Be careful, call me if anything happens."

"Don't worry, my mom will definitely arrange professional security for me."

Bai Ma spoke casually, clearly not taking it to heart.

"You need to let me know too!"

"What?"

"For no reason other than, who can be as reliable as your brother in terms of security?"

"Eh..."

Bai Ma took Ding Heng's words as a joke and teased, "Without security, if something happens to me, do you think you can fly over to find me, Brother?"

Ding Heng's tone left no room for doubt: "Don't worry, no matter where you are, I can find you anytime."

"real or fake?"

Bai Ma looked incredulous.

Ding Heng did not answer, his gaze passing over the drone and looking at the layered mountain shadows in the distance.

From inside the villa came Zhao Yanxi's shout: "Ding Heng! Come and see how to light this oven!"

Ding Heng turned around and walked back.

Baima remained where she was, turning the drone's camera back to focus on Ding Heng's receding figure.

Gradually, the initial excitement seemed to be diluted by something, and a feeling of tightness in the chest remained, neither rising nor falling.

Should I really leave my brother's side?

After Ding Heng disappeared, Baima turned the camera back to the distant mountains, her heart filled with melancholy...

Chapter 315: Sentimental Little Girls

After the camping trip, everyone's lives returned to normal.

Baima locked herself in her room and began editing videos using her rudimentary, newly acquired skills.

That afternoon, she was worrying about the vlog she had been editing for three days and still hadn't finished when there was a knock on her door.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Wenshu placed a plate of cut fruit on the empty seat next to Baima.

"I cut it for you."

"Thank you."

Bai Ma's gaze never left the screen.

Wen Shu sat down and quietly observed Bai Ma's "work".

"You did a pretty good job cutting it?"

"Let's practice first."

Baima asked curiously, "Why are you back?"

"My older sister is having a baby, so I came back to visit. I have to leave again tomorrow morning."

"Your eldest sister has already had a baby!?"

Is it strange for a married person to have a child?

Baima realized that she had indeed asked a rather silly question, so she shut her mouth again.

Unable to bear the excessive silence, Baima had no choice but to continue making conversation.

"Has your sister-in-law said what we're having for dinner tonight?"

"My sister and I are going to visit my older sister and her newborn niece later. You can order takeout yourself."

Wen Shu jokingly asked, "Besides, didn't you say you were going to skip dinner to lose weight?"

Baima was speechless for a moment, so she simply picked up a piece of fruit and put it in her mouth.

Wen Shu asked directly, "Bai Ma, have you been very anxious lately?"

"No way."

Baima hurriedly denied it, but it seemed like she was burying her head in the sand.

Wen Shu comforted her, "You'll only be gone for a short time, and transportation is convenient now. It'll only take two or three days for you to come back. It's not like we'll never see each other again in this lifetime."

Baima put down the mouse and keyboard and turned to face Wenshu.

"I'm not anxious about leaving."

"Then what are you anxious about?"

"Well..."

Baima stroked his chin, muttering to himself with a troubled expression: "When I was a child in Tibet, I did some farm work, but ever since my mother became wealthy, I've just been living a life of leisure, completely dependent on others for everything, and I've never accomplished anything. Even when my brother occasionally arranges for me to do some work, it's only a temporary solution and always ends abruptly."

I thought I could handle this myself, but once I actually started, I realized I couldn't even edit a simple video. If I were to do it independently, I'm afraid it would be another complete mess. I guess Lin Man will be managing the account for me from now on, and my mom will arrange for someone to accompany me for safety. My only responsibility will probably be appearing on camera and reading from a script?

Wen Shu continued to comfort him: "Don't worry too much. Even if you fail, your mother and Ding Heng will be there to support you."

"But……"

Baima stammered, which made Wenshu sigh and smile bitterly.

She finally understood that Bai Ma's long-winded and roundabout explanation was actually for only one reason.

Baima tacitly acknowledges that he is a good-for-nothing who just loafs around and waits to die, but he also wants to prove that he is not just someone who can only loaf around and wait to die. He is even more afraid that if he fails to prove himself, he will still be a good-for-nothing who loafs around and waits to die.

This leads to inner conflict and anxiety!

To put it bluntly, it's just being pretentious.

But no way.

She has a loving mother and a doting brother, so she has plenty of reason to be pretentious.

As good friends and sisters, you certainly can't say things like that directly.

After thinking it over and over again, Wen Shu decided to use a different set of nice words to coax the girl who was a year older than her.

"What are you afraid of? Just start doing it. We'll talk about it after we're done... Whether the internet becomes popular or not depends on capital and luck. You don't lack capital, and you don't lack luck either."

"Too."

Wen Shujian's simple words touched Baima's heart.

Upon closer reflection, it's true. I have money and connections, so I should have a great chance!

She immediately promised with a smile, "Okay, after your sister Baima becomes a sensation, I'll take you to new heights!"

Wen Shu smiled and didn't continue the conversation.

This psychological counseling is exhausting!

She stood up and casually picked up Baima's Porsche keys.

"Can I borrow your car?"

"random."

Baima turned back to the computer screen and waved his hand.

Wen Shu put the keys in her pocket, went downstairs, and drove all the way to Hubei University.

Ten minutes later, she parked her car on the street outside the East Gate, turned off the engine, and took out her phone.