Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 327: As long as the person is in the photo, they remain

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: As long as the person is in the photo, they remain

Yue Jiannan pieced together the cause and effect, and immediately his gaze fell on Gong Qiming with a look of disapproval.

Look at you with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, pulling off such shenanigans.

Gong Qiming was puzzled by his stare, feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

"Come on, your niece named Yue Qingqing, is she like what I described?"

Yue Jiannan snorted, "I don’t know who fed you that story, but my niece has nothing to do with what you’re talking about."

"Her skin is a bit dark, not particularly beautiful, but she’s quite cute. She only has one crown whirl on her head, and her appetite is a little small, always giving the family a headache when trying to feed her, having to chase her for two miles before she’ll take a bite."

Gong Qiming: "..."

Do you take me for a fool?

Seeing Gong Qiming’s speechless face, Yue Jiannan even went so far as to lower his head and pat the boy on the shoulder.

"Don’t believe me, huh? I’ve got a photo tucked in my book; should I bring it down for you to see?"

As Yue Jiannan was utterly convinced, Gong Qiming started to doubt himself as well, considering that many people share the same name.

"Then show me," Gong Qiming said, casting a skeptical glance at Yue Jiannan. "You’re not going to sneak off, are you?"

Yue Jiannan pointed at the dorm behind him, "Even if I run away, the temple can’t run with me. If you really have to, come find me later."

Seeing his sincerity, Gong Qiming let him go upstairs.

As soon as Yue Jiannan left, a few female college students gathered around, looking starry-eyed at Gong Qiming.

"Handsome guy, you’re really good-looking. Can we take a picture together?"

As they said it, they gestured toward a friend’s camera.

"Sure, but be careful when you take the photo. Try to have your friend shoot from a low angle so I appear taller. Whether I’m tall or not is just a matter of age; when I grow up, I’m sure to be a tall, handsome guy over one meter eighty. Oh, and you also need to pay attention to your photography skills. Do you know the rule of thirds in portraits?"

Gong Qiming, always careful about his image, instructed them, "You can’t just take a casual snap of two shadows and call it done. This is how you do it; let me show you."

A few girls: "..."

Can this kid talk or what? What if we change our minds about taking the photo?

Yue Jiannan ran upstairs and dove into his dorm.

"Boss, lend me your daughter’s photo."

In the dorm, seniors were determined by age, and this man Yue Jiannan called "Boss" was already in his early thirties.

He had not had the opportunity to study when he was younger, but once married with children and the family’s finances improved, he took up studying again and sat for the college entrance exams.

As the only married one, the Boss coincidentally had a five-year-old daughter back in his hometown.

Whenever he had some free time, he’d proudly show off her photo to Yue Jiannan, the perpetual bachelor.

"What do you need the photo for?"

Making up a lie needed no preparation for Yue Jiannan, "Well, there’s a girl who’s been chasing after me, but as you know I’m focused on my studies. To avoid breaking her heart, I had to say I was already married with kids. But she won’t believe me, thinking someone as charming as I am doesn’t look married. She insists on seeing a photo to get over me."

The Boss couldn’t help but laugh, "Who are you kidding? Who’d be that desperate to be with you?"

"It’s true, truer than true gold and silver. Hurry up and give me the photo, I’m in dire straits!"

A perfectly flat photo was carefully handed over, with the Boss advising cautiously.

"Look all you want, but don’t damage it, or you’ll be washing my socks for months."

The thought of the sour thrill of the Boss’s sweaty feet sent a chill down Yue Jiannan’s spine, prompting him to quickly assure, "As long as the person in the photo exists, it can’t be harmed by me!"

Upon returning downstairs, he saw the boy with the peach blossom eyes non-stop chatting up a group of girls, leaving those he addressed looking like they’d rather be anywhere else.

Wishing they could slap themselves from ten minutes ago.

Serves you right for being a face dog and running your mouth. Why did you even start hitting on him?

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