Looking around, a group of cosplay enthusiasts came to the white snow-capped mountains, and the villagers would squeeze to watch the fun if they had time.

It's lively. They are next to the snow-capped mountains. Don't say how cold the weather is. But these young people dressed up with arms, legs and backs, and they even shivered from the cold and shook their fans.

Most of the people who stayed in the village were older and didn’t know how to cosplay, but they knew how cold the weather was, so they all wore big cotton jackets and hand-warmer treasures to watch the fun.

Zheng Bao was wearing a beautiful little skirt and holding an umbrella in his hand. He was so cold that he wanted to call his mother for her long-lasting pants, but he still had to keep a sweet smile and look at the sky at forty-five degrees.

At this moment, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw an old man wearing a thick military coat holding a hand warmer and smiling at him, and his mentality suddenly collapsed.

"I won't take pictures anymore, I won't take pictures anymore!"

She put down her umbrella and rushed to her good friend in front of her good friend. She quickly put on the down jacket she handed over, and shouted at the photographer who was chasing him: "What do you have to come to the snow in the cold weather? Isn't it enough to find some artificial snow to read a picture? If this continues, I will have to get a problem with the cold!!"

"Baomei, don't be angry. We have traveled thousands of miles to take pictures. Once the photos are put on, they will say how dedicated you are, and you will almost win half of the award."

Zheng Bao rolled his eyes: "Brother, look back and see that so many people have the same idea as you. Even if they win half of it, so many people will win half of it together. Don't we still have no winning rate?"

She asked her to say that the award this time is a problem, isn't it just a cosplay together? It's okay to take a good look, but she also insisted on the background being snow, which made a group of people run to the nearest snow mountain to take pictures.

I don't know who came up with this idea first.

The photographer advised with a good temper: "But if we didn't come to the snow mountain to take pictures, we didn't have half of them, so wouldn't the fare be paid in vain?"

My good friend also cheered her up: "Bao sister! Think about the prize money! 500,000!! Such a generous competition is rare!"

Five hundred thousand...

Baomei's expression paused. As soon as it was loose, the cold wind blew and immediately shivered: "But Zhang Xiangdong ran away and asked for a man and a woman. Where can I find another man now."

Speaking of the cameraman, his face looked bad: "Zhang Xiangdong is really here. He came over and said he wanted to take a photo, but when he saw that he was so cold, he retreated. Who is that person?"

"He has money at home and does not lack these hundreds of thousands, so of course he doesn't have to be the same as us."

Zheng Bao stomped his feet and let his frozen feet move a little: "What should I do now? Why don't you go find a villager to replace him?"

After saying that, she looked back and met the onlookers' smiles that were kind to watch the fun.

"...Forget it, it's better to go to someone else to buy one."

"How can I buy it? It's also money to shoot it on our own. I still have to pay for it on our own. Who wants it?"

Several people were struggling, and a man wearing a jade crown and feathered clothes slowly walked up to the snow-capped mountain.

Zheng Bao and his friends were still standing there, but the photographer's eyes were already shining.

"Isn't he going to let others take over?"

"It's possible, but can his original person agree?"

The two girls were discussing, but the photographer turned his head and waved at them with an ecstatic smile like a winning prize on his face.

"Come here soon! Shooting starts!"

Wei Mingyan stood behind the photographer and yawned.

After calling his partner, the photographer turned his head excitedly and thanked: "Thank you!! Thank you so much!"

"It doesn't matter."

The handsome man looks like a man with his own aperture smiles: "Just give money."

Eight days later

Wei Mingyan earned his first pot of gold in his current life.

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