Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 127 - 128: The Second Condition

When he called her, the two other big names who had participated in the support activity remembered too, staring at Su Xingyu with a look like they’d seen a ghost: "You, you really are the Star Goddess?"

"Authentic as can be." Su Xingyu sighed, she had known she shouldn’t have used that name, look at them, all slack-jawed and astonished...

"Oh my god, Star, Star, you’re really my goddess!" one big name exclaimed, "I was blind not to recognize a great person like you, treating you as just some ordinary little girl? I’m so stupid, I should have realized earlier, who else but the Star Goddess could use a broken camera to capture the runway scene so brilliantly?!"

"It’s not a broken camera!" Su Xingyu was angry. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

This camera, though a common product, was still a bestselling item from the popular Blade Group, and it was the first camera she earned through her own efforts, still the only one she owned. If firearms are a soldier’s weapon, then a camera is a photographer’s weapon. Which photographer would be happy to hear their camera called junk?

Even though she herself had many complaints about this camera...

"Yes, yes, I misspoke," the seasoned photographer quickly shifted gears, smiling obsequiously, "Star Goddess, how about I gift you a camera? Blade’s Flying Eagle, top models from various brands, just name it!"

"Yes, Goddess, whatever you need, we’ll pool together for you! To tolerate this broken camera simply isn’t possible!" The photographers who just a moment ago thought of Su Xingyu as a novice were now all fired up upon discovering her identity, eager to transform into protectors and gift a good camera to the goddess they had long admired on the forums.

Su Xingyu was about to cry: "I’ve already said it’s not a broken camera!"

"Alright, alright, it’s not, it’s not..." The photographers didn’t pay much attention, clearly in a dismissive tone.

Su Xingyu: "..."

Amidst the liveliness, Ouyang Yi finally managed to squeeze into the crowd: "Xingyu, why are you still here? Jason and I have been waiting for you backstage for ages."

She suddenly remembered she had business to attend to and quickly bid farewell to the group of photographers.

The photographers, seeing that Ouyang Yi himself came to fetch her, didn’t block her way, humorously sending her off.

Ouyang Yi led her towards the backstage, speaking half-jokingly as they walked: "Xingyu, little beauty, your charm hasn’t diminished at all. In just a short while, the best group of photographers in the show all flocked to you."

Su Xingyu smiled: "I’m quite capable."

Ouyang Yi looked expectant: "Did you photograph me looking handsome?"

Su Xingyu smiled again, reaching the backstage with him and handing the camera to Jason.

In the bustling makeup room, Jason leaned casually against a narrow door, looking at the photos, initially with a somewhat aloof expression, but as he looked, he became more focused, clearly enraptured by the photos.

"How is it, how is it?" Ouyang Yi squeezed over for a look, "Wow, I look really handsome in this one, wow, this one is handsome too!" he chattered on non-stop, "Jason, I told you Xingyu is amazing, quickly ditch the previous photographer, I want her!"

Jason closed the camera, the focused expression vanished, replaced by an inscrutable look.

"The photos are quite something," he handed the camera back to Su Xingyu, "You’ve met my first requirement."

Su Xingyu was delighted, asking: "What about the second one?"

"The second requirement is also simple," Jason looked at her and said, "Your photography skills are fine, but M.J is a very high-end luxury brand that never chooses unknown photographers. Miss Su, do you have any representative works, or have you gained fame in influential brands, competitions, exhibitions?"

This left Su Xingyu a bit troubled: "Does the street photography competition by Blade Group some days ago count?"

"Heh." Jason chuckled, shaking his head.

Su Xingyu felt a bit embarrassed, in the face of a big brand like M.J, regional folk competitions were hardly presentable. However, she’d just started working, the diamonds she photographed for Cloud Magazine last time were credited under Ling Weilong, leaving her with nothing substantial to boast about.

Ouyang Yi spoke up: "Jason, do you frequent DCD? That’s the most popular domestic photography forum, Xingyu is quite famous there, her ID is Star Goddess."

Su Xingyu glanced at Ouyang Yi, surprised that he even knew this.

Ouyang Yi smiled at her with a touch of mischief, as if saying, what don’t I know about you?

But Jason didn’t visit photography forums: "Star Goddess? Never heard of it. I’ll reiterate once more, I need serious, high-level, professionally reputable fame, not some casual nickname in the community. Miss Su," he turned to Su Xingyu, "I quite admire you, but to work for M.J, you must make yourself more like a professional renowned photographer. I’ll give you three months, if you meet my requirements after three months, then you can come and shoot portraits for Ouyang."

Otherwise, she would miss out on this job opportunity.

"Jason!" Ouyang Yi was displeased.

Jason looked at Ouyang Yi with a formal smile: "Ouyang, after being in the elite for so many years, you still don’t understand? Only the best photographers can match you—the best in professional level as well as fame and status."

Ouyang Yi wanted to speak again.

But Su Xingyu had already lifted her head: "Alright, I accept."

Isn’t it just about gaining fame? She would reach Jason’s set goal, her path as a photographer would be paved by herself, not granted by anyone!

Jason casually clapped twice: "Very good, good luck." He turned and left.

Once he left, Ouyang Yi became anxious: "Becoming famous in three months? Xingyu, are you crazy? It’s not that easy!"

In turn, Su Xingyu revealed a smile: "Never underestimate me." She paused, squinting slightly to look at Ouyang Yi, "You seem even more anxious than me. Is it really that important for me to be your photographer?"

"I said I liked your photography style." Ouyang Yi replied smoothly, "Furthermore, I enjoy working with beautiful women."

Su Xingyu chuckled softly: "Is that so."

She bade him farewell and left.

Ouyang Yi watched as her petite figure, weighed down by the heavy gear bag, gradually disappeared beyond the door, the mischievous and alluring smile at the corners of his lips slowly fading, the dim backstage lighting casting a hazy glow over him, giving his slightly open shirt collar a touch of mysterious decadence.

"Young master." A voice sounded from the shadows, respectfully calling him.

"Did you find out?" Ouyang Yi continued to gaze in the direction Su Xingyu left, speaking.