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

The curtains were drawn back, and the morning sunlight illuminated the absurdity that filled the bed.

It also illuminates their predetermined future.

……

capital.

The last class of the afternoon ended before the National Day holiday.

Wen Shu packed up her materials and prepared to leave the classroom. Just as she stood up, two classmates stopped her and asked her about her holiday plans.

She patiently explained for a few minutes and politely declined the invitation.

During this time, Zhou Kai, who had previously wanted to invite her to see the exhibition, stayed at the door. After everyone else left, he came in again to invite Wen Shu to have dinner near the school.

"I really have something to do."

Wen Shu smiled apologetically: "Besides... I think I made myself quite clear last time, so don't keep wasting your time here."

Zhou Kai looked embarrassed and nodded reluctantly.

"Well...we'll talk about it later."

"It's best if there's no future."

Wen Shu gave no hope, said goodbye to her roommates one by one, and left the teaching building alone.

She never lacked "friends" at school.

As long as Wen Shu is willing, her free time every day can be filled with various gatherings and activities.

But lately she has become increasingly reluctant to participate, because after the excitement, she always has to return to her rented room alone.

On her way home, Wen Shu bought some fruit.

By the time she opened the door, it was already completely dark outside.

The move is basically over. The living room is spotless, and the daily necessities my sister brought have been neatly categorized. The 90-square-meter apartment finally feels truly alive.

It's too quiet for just one person to live here.

Wen Shu took off her coat, changed into slippers, and put the fruit she had just bought into the refrigerator.

Aside from yogurt and a few drinks, there's nothing else to fill my stomach.

She was hesitating about whether to order takeout when her phone suddenly vibrated.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: The gifts have all been given out. Thank you for your guidance, Xiao Shu.

Wen Shu hesitated for a moment, then typed a reply.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Sister Long, how are you two getting along?

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: Excellent!

Next came a photograph.

The Southeast Asian sun was shining brightly, and girls wearing different styles of swimsuits stood on the yacht.

Longhe has been completely integrated.

For some reason, Wen Shu felt inexplicably lost.

[Lucky Little Shu]: That's good.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: I'll treat you to dinner when I get back.

[Lucky Little Lady]: No need to be so polite.

Longhe did not reply further.

Wen Shu inexplicably saved the photo. Just as she was about to log out of WeChat, she saw a message from her landlord.

The other party indicated that they were planning to sell the house recently, but it would not affect her living there during the contract period. If anyone came to view the house later, they would communicate with them in advance.

Wen Shu didn't react much to this.

The house is rented anyway; no matter how comfortable you get to live there, it ultimately doesn't belong to you.

After leaving the kitchen, Wen Shu sat on the living room sofa, lay there aimlessly for a long time, and then got up and went back to the bedroom.

The items originally prepared for the comic convention are still piled up against the wall.

She opened the top cardboard box and took out one of the Kaisa Star Guardian cosplay outfits.

The pink and white combat dress, the matching over-the-knee socks, as well as the wig and wing-shaped props, were all prepared in advance by her.

Wen Shu held the clothes up in front of her and tried them on in front of the mirror.

My sister went on a trip with Ding Heng and the others at the last minute, so the filming plan that was originally scheduled was put on hold.

But the clothes have already been sent, so I have to try them out.

Wen Shu drew the bedroom curtains, took off her everyday clothes, and changed into her cosplay outfit.

The pink and white tight-fitting top accentuated her slender waist, and the short skirt revealed her long and shapely legs. Paired with over-the-knee socks and a purple-pink wig, the originally lively college student suddenly exuded a cool and aloof air reminiscent of a game character.

Wen Shu stood in front of the full-length mirror, observing herself from all sides for a while, and the effect was indeed quite good.

She picked up her phone and took more than a dozen photos, comparing them one by one, and finally chose the one she was most satisfied with.

Wen Shu clicked on Ding Heng's profile picture directly, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to send it.

【Lucky Little Lady】: [Image]

After sending the message, Wen Shu immediately became nervous.

The other end quickly displayed "typing in".

Ding Heng: It's great!

Two words, concise and clear.

Wen Shu, who had just been nervous, unconsciously began to smile.

[Lucky Little Shu]: What does my brother-in-law think of my composition?

hypocritical!

Wen Shu felt incredibly hypocritical!

Did she really want to ask Ding Heng about the composition when she sent him the photos?

Ding Heng: That's good.

Again, just three simple words.

This time, Wen Shu was no longer excited, because the other party seemed to be just going through the motions.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, Ding Heng's message popped up again.

[Ding Heng]: Are you still going to the comic convention?

[Lucky Xiaoshu]: I'm not going. It's inconvenient to go alone, and there's no one to take pictures.

[Ding Heng]: Don't you have your own camera?

[Lucky Little Lady]: I can't be both a model and a photographer, can I?

Wen Shu was practically making it clear that she was just waiting for Ding Heng's reaction; if he pretended not to understand, she could go along with it.

[Ding Heng]: How about I come back and take a picture for you?

Wen Shu chuckled to herself.

My brother-in-law is still my brother-in-law; he's decisive when necessary and doesn't beat around the bush at all.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, will you be able to come back?

A group of women accompanied him on a vacation in Southeast Asia; would he really be willing to come back early?

[Ding Heng]: Coming back is not a problem.

[Lucky Little Lady]: So the question is?

【Lucky Little Lady】: [Little Rabbit Puzzled.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: The problem is that I have always been very strict with my models.

[Ding Heng]: If I come back specifically for this purpose, the models must obediently cooperate.

Wen Shu's smile faded, and her heart began to race.

She was not surprised by Ding Heng's reply.

She posted the photos herself, and she also intentionally steered the conversation towards them.

Based on her understanding of her brother-in-law, Ding Hengruo was always very proper, unlike him.

But it was still more direct than she had expected.

And so-called strict obedience is definitely not just about adjusting movements in front of the camera...

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law...

【Lucky Little Lady】: How well-behaved and obedient do you have to be when you're a model?

The message was sent successfully.

Wen Shu subconsciously bit her lip, nervously waiting for Ding Heng to give her an answer.

A moment later.

[Ding Heng]: Not difficult.

[Ding Heng]: Just as well-behaved as your sister!

The excitement that had just risen in Wen Shu's heart was suddenly mixed with a bit of indescribable guilt.

She put down her phone, lay face down on the bed, and buried her head in the pillow.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, she couldn't control herself and picked up her phone again.

[Lucky Little Lady]: I can be even more well-behaved than my older sister!

【Lucky Little Shu】: [Cute little bunny.jpg]