Chapter 124: Second more

The YY fans who have been paying attention to the Internet and even continually spurting this ‘Old Iron Art’ have never thought of a turning point so quickly.
The speed of this trumpet for the style of painting is really too fast.
Don't be three days, when you look at each other.
Contacting the previous article, isn’t it just talking about the trainee five years ago, is this filming a hard shot against it?
The fans quickly reacted, all excited, and brushed up the comments!
[Oh my God, old iron, you are too fast~]
[I wanted to come over and swear, but... old iron, you are in this position, OK, I forgive you. 】
[Rain your dog! But, let me say, is it your sister, we are against a secret number! 】
[Upstairs, the speed of this face is my big husband, did not run! 】
[Oh, I don’t even say it, sit on the magazine cover! Waiting for the sister's studio to send photos! 】
[face pain is not painful? Ah! 】
YY powder was very entangled, this sultry guy, they don't want to pay, help the staff of this unscrupulous magazine to rush sales, but now, the fans are in the heart, do not hesitate to support Yu Yaoyao, hate magazine Release now!
[Expect, my sister's face! 】
[Hey, I saw the real fragrance scene of Da Yao Yao, I have to buy a support! 】
[I don't know what my sister's face is like this time? Is it beautiful to break the sky! 】
Just in the Yuyao Yao fan carnival, the official beauty of "Liren" magazine also released her intensive hard photo.
A total of two.
One is standing in the indifferent steel city. She is like a beast, and she has to break through the cage.
The other one is a pure elf like a deer in the forest. She hides behind the tree and is discovered by people. It only reveals the delicate face of the delicate side of the half.
Soon, this article was forwarded by many fashion V and photographer V. These high-profile experts on the week also blew Yu Yaoyao's fancy rainbow fart.
[Baba Fashion V: She is the most fascinating lighting darling. Just a stop, it seems to be still, but every part of her seems to make me feel the time-flowing story, let me feel her personality with charm and tension. 】
[Deep pack teacher V: her face, the beauty makes me feel suffocated. The lens magnified the details of her face, but the outline was sharp and the lines were strong. There was no trace of excess meat. When the light and shadow came, she moved with the light, and every subtle expression made me feel good. 】
[Collison V: One person has thousands of faces and faces differently. 】
[Mr. Chen D: Fashion is not something that everyone can control, but obviously - she can! 】
This pile of praise, almost let YY powder are hooked.
Even this very beautiful rainbow fart makes them have no space to praise.
YY powders can only stop building, ask when the magazines will be on sale, or just praise the Weibo of Yuyaoya one by one, and they are very busy.
And they are looking forward to Yu Yaoyao himself, but still not on Weibo.
Only Yu Yaoyao’s agent sent a thank you to the studio staff today.
Although everyone is still not satisfied, but they can barely have two photos to solve the problem.
And the small owner of the 'Old Iron Art', Hu Yiwei also apologized to Yu Yaoyao personally after the scene ended.
"Mr. Yu, I am sorry."
"I apologize for the act of ignoring you and dissatisfied with you earlier."
"I am self-righteous, just conceited, thinking that you are still the standard five years ago, so all kinds of disrespect for you, and even hurt you, I am really sorry."
He even blushes to delete his trumpet.
Solemnly toward Yuyao Yao.
Yu Yaoyao took the little buns and Shen Yichong with both hands, and they could only pull their hands and wave at him.
"Well... old iron, you are really bad."
"That is, my strength is superior, natural beauty, courage is too big, in order to make you not angry, not sad."
"If you change a little girl, maybe you will be hit, and the emotions of follow-up shooting will inevitably be low. How can you shoot a two-meter-eight photo of the gas field you want?"
Hu Yiwei nodded again and again. "Yes, I am a photographer, too unprofessional, I reflect!"
"Yeah, you are a professional old iron, others will not take pictures, you have to guide a lot."
"If everyone is like me, standing is perfect, casual shooting is a beautiful photo, then the old photographer you professional photographer must be unemployed."
Yu Yaoyao said, narcissism.
"Yes, I am shooting for Mommy. It’s also beautiful."
Shen Rui's little steamed buns couldn't help but smile and squint, and attached to his mommy.
Hu Yiwei’s mouth is slightly open, but he can’t refute it.
"Okay, I forgive you, I will be friendly to other beautiful women in the future~ Bye~"
Yu Yaoyao listened to his son's rainbow fart, and he was happy to say goodbye to him.
On the way out of the studio, Yu Yaoyao's otter flashed, and he shook his hand and took Shen Yichong's hand.
Looking at the big eyes, he looked at him with water.
Shen Yi Chong looked down and couldn't help but open his mouth.
She looks at her face...
"It's done well, and it has grown."
He flew up at the corner of his mouth.
Stretching her other furry head, she took another hand that didn't hold her.
Yu Yaoyao satisfactorily set off the beauty.
But there are still some intentions to pout.
"Husband, are you not good at essays when you were young?"
"Ok?"
Shen Yichong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face flashed a trace of confusion.
The little buns that were held by Yu Yaoyao, at the moment, curiously raised the small face of the pink toot.
"Dad language is not good?"
"The writing is not good, the teacher of the net class said that it is less reading."
Shen Yi Chong felt a bit of heart on the spot.
Again……
He looked down and looked at Shen Rui's little buns. He was a little deep. "Children don't know the situation, don't interrupt."
The little buns pouted and suddenly became dissatisfied.
It’s the same as Yu Yaoyao’s mouth.
He has been in the online class, after reading the math class, he is already watching the language class!
"I know!"
The little buns don't follow.
"Dad, your composition is not good, I know!"
Shen Yi Chong's mouth twitched. "Then you talk about it, can't say it, go back and give me practice writing!"
The little buns were not afraid of Dad's punishment. After a moment, they grabbed Yu Yaoyao's hand and shook it.
"Mummy, Dad threatens me."
Shen Yi Chong blinked.
The little buns suddenly shrank their necks and muttered in the small mouth. "Dad gave me a story when I was young..."
He licked his fingers.
"Probably only two or three, gold axe silver axe, three little monks, and a long time ago..."
Speaking of this, his little face is drumming.
"Gone."
Yu Yaoyao snorted and laughed.
Shen Yi Chong’s forehead beats.
That’s later, Dad bought you a fairy tale book that will make a sound, and bought a tablet that tells the story.

The little buns spread their hands. "Well, because Dad can't say it himself."
He looked up in an instant and excitedly complained with Yu Yaoyao.
"Mummy, really, Dad really doesn't write well!"
Shen Yichong: "..."
Yu Yaoyao has already laughed and bent his waist, and haha ​​can't stop.
When she was helped by Shen Yi Chong, she wiped the tears of laughter.
"Husband, my son did not say anything wrong, I also saw it."
"Every time you praise me..."
She suddenly stood up straight to the soft body and put on a cheeky face.
The hands were temporarily back behind.
"Well, not bad."
"Well, there is progress."
"Yes, I have grown up."
"Well... ah hahaha, sorry, husband, I really can't edit it! Hahahaha, you really haven't said anything else!"
Yu Yaoyao said, he laughed and swayed!
Now, even the little buns are also stunned. "Yes, my father always praises me."
His little face immediately looked up and looked at Shen Yichong, and poked his trouser legs with his little finger.
"Dad, this is not the case. I have grown up with Mommy and will learn the language myself."
"But in the future, if you have a younger brother or a younger sister, Dad, you have too little vocabulary and will teach them to break."
"Dad, you really have to read more books."
The little buns look serious.
Yu Yaoyao couldn’t say a word with a smile, only to nod and desperately.
Until she got on the bus, she was in the last row, blowing in the dark face of Shen Yi Chong.
"Husband, baby is right?"
"Now netizens praise me, can say a long essay? You are... every time you have five or six words, cold and faint, you sent people out..."
"You also praise me with your heart~"
Shen Yi Chong was deep and deep, and the temple jumped directly into the hand and pinched her little hand!
The thin lips came to her ear.
"Night... boast you..."
"You cry, I won't stop."
The little buns haven't noticed the abnormality of Mom and Dad, and they poked their small tablet in a while.
"Dad, um, I have chosen a composition class for you and sent it to your button."
Shen Yichong: "...!"

The other side is still in the studio, Chen Hao, but the various shootings are not smooth, he has something in his heart, always facing the camera.
The poster that was originally planned to be completed in two hours was completed in more than three hours.
When he got on the nanny car, he immediately took out his mobile phone and found the phone of Yu Xinjie.
He did not hesitate to call him.
"Where?"
"I have a question, I want to ask you."
"I am coming now."
Didn't figure it out, he was upset all day.