CHAPTER 624: CHAPTER 276: TO HER DORMITORY... (LARGE CHAPTER, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)_2

Before, every time she took photos, she felt that she didn’t look as pretty in the pictures as she did in person, including the time she spent a great deal of her saved-up New Year’s money to go to a professional photo studio for a portrait when she graduated from high school.

At this moment, she felt that the pictures Zhang Jingdong took were simply prettier and more professional than those taken by those so-called professional photographers, and she even thought the composition of the photos was very attractive, just like the album covers of singers!

She couldn’t help but exclaim with an admiring face, "Jingdong, you... you’ve made me look so good! Who would’ve thought you’d be so amazing at taking photos!"

Zhang Jingdong said nonchalantly, "60% of the credit goes to your natural beauty, and 40% to my skills, but without any exaggeration, my photography skills could at least beat 98% of the professional photographers in the country!"

"That was how I made my first bucket of gold when I started my business!"

"Did you earn it by taking pictures of those beauties? Were any of them prettier than me?"

Zhang Jingdong immediately gave himself two mental slaps: can’t you prepare a draft before you brag next time? Isn’t this just digging your own grave?

Then he quickly thought and responded, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course, the truth!"

"The truth is... there were two, but one is 48 and the other 52."

"Hmm?" Zhou Zhou’s face showed disbelief instantly, "Are you sure they were really prettier than me?"

Zhang Jingdong paused for a full five seconds before replying, "Mainly because one is my mom and the other is my aunt, I really can’t afford to offend them!"

Zhou Zhou immediately burst out laughing: "Pfft... Alright then."

Seeing that she was thoroughly interested in taking photos by now, Zhang Jingdong immediately said, "Come on, today I’m going to take all the photos you haven’t taken in the past ten-plus years and properly document your... how old are you, by the way?"

"24."

"I wasn’t asking for your age."

Zhou Zhou gave him a fierce glare right away, "Are you trying to be naughty again? Do you believe that I will still use that trick you just taught me on you?"

Zhang Jingdong pursed his lips, "Zhou Zhou, student, aren’t you being a bit too serious? Isn’t this just a little fun between couples?"

Zhou Zhou seemed touched by his phrase "between couples," and grudgingly said, "Fine... it should be... C."

"Believe me, in less than half a year, you will definitely achieve a C+!"

Although Zhou Zhou had never been in a relationship, she was, after all, not a naive schoolgirl. Many of her colleagues were in relationships, so she naturally understood what Zhang Jingdong meant.

She rolled her peach-blossom eyes fiercely, "Pfft... Dream on!"

Zhang Jingdong thought to himself, "There will be a time when you’ll beg me," and shook his head with a smile, then raised his hand, "Let’s go!"

In the following two hours, Zhang Jingdong sincerely took twenty to thirty photos of Zhou Zhou.

To Zhou Zhou’s disbelief and continuous admiration, Zhang Jingdong managed to make every single photo look so beautiful!

At one point, a photo taken on a bridge made Zhou Zhou so happy that she couldn’t help but give Zhang Jingdong a peck on the cheek right away.

Helpless, no woman dislikes taking photos. Some women who love taking photos, when they meet a photographer who can take super good-looking pictures of them, might even reward them with something.

Besides, there is another kind of very popular photographer, like the extremely handsome Mr. Chen!

Now, not only is this photographer Zhang Jingdong skilled, but he’s also got looks, so how can he not make Zhou Zhou bloom with happiness.

At noon, Zhou Zhou was still enthusiastic about taking photos.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingdong exaggeratedly patted his stomach, "Zhou Zhou, student, my stomach just told me that if you don’t feed it something soon, it will immediately get unruly with me!"

Zhou Zhou immediately laughed, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? Alright, what would you like to eat?"

Zhang Jingdong shamelessly swallowed, "I want the most authentic spicy stir-fried pork!"

Zhou Zhou teased, "But the most authentic spicy stir-fried pork is really spicy!"

"No problem, I’ll just eat the meat, not the chili peppers."

"Okay then, follow me!"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Zhou took Zhang Jingdong to a roadside diner.

The two ordered a spicy stir-fried pork, a steamed fish head with chopped chili, a small stir-fried beef, and a sauce-smothered duck.

While waiting for the dishes, Zhou Zhou said complacently, "Don’t look at this restaurant as unassuming, but their food is really authentic and delicious."

Although Zhang Jingdong hadn’t tasted it yet, he agreed, "The tastiest foods are often found in these unpretentious diners, and the older they are, the better they usually taste because they earn money purely on skill. If the food isn’t good, people really won’t support the business!"

Zhou Zhou nodded in agreement, "Exactly."

Soon, the dishes were served one after another.

After just one bite of the steamed fish head with chopped chili, Zhang Jingdong knew the chef here was a master.

Because if a Hunan cuisine chef can make the steamed fish head taste good, then the rest of the dishes are usually no problem.

He had some credentials to say this, as he owned a Hunan cuisine restaurant himself.

Then Zhang Jingdong began boasting mode, devouring four bowls of rice in a row.

At first, Zhou Zhou was surprised by his appetite, but by the time he was on his fourth bowl, she simply started to egg him on, helping him with all kinds of dishes.

When the two finally settled the bill, the owner couldn’t help but comment, "Young man, you’ve got a good appetite, no wonder you’re so tall and handsome!"

Zhang Jingdong immediately returned the compliment, "To be honest, it’s mainly because your food is truly delicious. Normally, I only eat two bowls of rice, but I just couldn’t resist eating more this time!"