The junior schoolmate sent by the photography club being tall and handsome was something none of them had expected.
The sleeves of his light blue long-sleeved shirt were rolled up to his forearms, the hem tucked into his trousers. An expensive-looking watch adorned his wrist, and a silver necklace peeked out from his half-open collar. He had a clean, refreshing handsomeness that made a great first impression.
Outside, the sun was blazing, but unlike the other freshmen, who were tanned like black potatoes, he didn’t have a trace of sweat on him. Instead, he carried the faint, fresh scent of sea salt.
At this moment, however, his eyes seemed glued to Lin Linya’s face, his gaze so intense that others noticed.
Soon, a girl recognized him and called out, “Lu Qingyuan?”
Lu Qingyuan snapped back to his senses. A little embarrassed, he averted his eyes and frowned slightly at the girl who had called his name.
But without letting any oddness show, he quickly nodded and said, “Hello, Senior Sister.”
Seeing it was really him, the girl was overjoyed. Grinning from ear to ear, she introduced him to the other girls, “You might not know him, he’s the new school heartthrob from our Finance Department. We met at the department mixer. Do you remember me?”
Lu Qingyuan’s gaze swept over the senior sister’s face. Even though he had absolutely no recollection of her, he offered a polite, insincere smile. “Of course I remember.”
He turned naturally, meeting Lin Linya’s eyes. In a gentle tone, he said, “Hello, Senior Brother Lin. I saw you at the club recruitment last time and thought your guitar playing was amazing. I’ve admired you ever since. I didn’t expect to run into you again.”
There was no trace of the frustrated stomping from behind the door earlier.
Lin Linya felt a bit embarrassed by the praise. “Really? Thank you.”
It must have been his imagination; when he opened the door, he clearly saw the junior schoolmate looking impatient.
Little Mei, seeing the handsome new arrival, offered some pleasantries. “Sorry to make you run over in this heat.”
Lu Qingyuan smiled at him and said to Little Mei beside him, “It’s no problem. I rushed over without even having lunch, worried I’d hold you up. Just tell me how you want it shot, I’ll do my best to cooperate. It’s an honor to contribute to the school.”
“Ah?” Lin Linya hadn’t expected someone who looked so aloof to be such a good guy. Deeply touched, he said, “Why don’t you discuss it, and I’ll go buy you something to eat? It’ll be an afternoon of shooting, don’t go hungry.”
“No need,” Lu Qingyuan said, catching his wrist in time. He looked at him with smiling eyes. “Let’s just start shooting.”
So slender. His wrist fits perfectly in my one hand.
Lin Linya’s gaze dropped to Lu Qingyuan’s hand holding his own, ignoring the strange feeling creeping up on him. “Okay.”
…
Photography had always been Lu Qingyuan’s hobby, and he had learned under renowned teachers for years, making his skills superior to the average hobbyist student.
Once he entered work mode, he was intensely focused and serious, as professional as a career photographer.
Standing straight, looking down at his camera, his posture was like a tall, straight white poplar, drawing frequent glances from the finance senior sister in the same department.
Little Mei looked at a few of the negatives and videos he’d shot and was very pleased, entrusting the entire shoot to him. She only directed Lin Linya on how to pose.
Holding a parasol and looking up at the sky for a moment, she had a sudden idea. “Yaya, take off your shoes and sit on the edge of the rooftop. Let’s get a few photos. The weather’s beautiful today, the sky looks gorgeous.”
Little Mei’s aesthetic sense was always on point. The photos turned out brilliantly—the azure sky, the white shirt, the teaching building’s rooftop, all creating a feeling brimming with youth and first love.
Lin Linya was a bit afraid of heights and didn’t dare look down. After the shoot, as he was carefully trying to climb down from the edge, he realized his shoes had been moved a bit too far away during the process.
Not wanting to dirty his socks, he glanced around. They were all girls, and he felt too embarrassed to ask one to grab his shoes.
Lu Qingyuan noticed immediately. He set his camera down and walked over to Lin Linya. “What’s wrong, Senior Brother? Need any help?”
Lin Linya gave him a grateful look. “Could you grab my shoes for me? Thanks, Junior Schoolmate.”
Lu Qingyuan placed his white sneakers beside him. Lin Linya smiled at him, hooking the shoes onto his feet with his fingers.
Standing so close, Lu Qingyuan could smell a faint, subtle fragrance on Lin Linya. He raised an eyebrow; he couldn’t see Lin Linya as a straight man at all.
His bent waist was like a drawn bow, the lines elegant and smooth, disappearing into his suit trousers. His pale fingers pulled the heel of the shoe, and his foot slipped right in.
After finishing the promotional video, Lin Linya changed back into the black and white butler outfit. Luckily, it was an indoor shoot, sparing him some public embarrassment.
He stood in front of a full-length mirror, turning left and right, finally understanding why girls loved wearing little dresses so much.
He pinched the hem of the skirt and lifted it slightly, revealing his fair calves. The air conditioning draft crept up the skirt, much cooler than wearing pants.
A flash sparkled behind him. He turned his head to see Lu Qingyuan aiming his camera his way.
Having been caught taking a candid shot, Lu Qingyuan didn’t look flustered. He walked openly to Lin Linya and showed him the photo on his camera screen. “Sorry, Senior Brother, I couldn’t help but take a few pictures of you. Do you like them? I’ll send them to you if you do.”
Unlike other male photographers, Lu Qingyuan really had a knack for capturing people, perfectly reproducing Lin Linya’s beauty.
The little male servant, curiously assessing himself in the mirror, had exquisite features. The fingers pinching the skirt were delicate and fair, not looking like they belonged to someone who did chores, but more like a canary carefully kept by some wealthy young master, maliciously dressed in a butler’s outfit to fulfill his strange role-playing fetish.
Just revealing his calves made one want to flip the entire skirt up, to see if his thighs were also covered in that soft, fair skin, to properly feel them with one’s hands.
It felt too ungrateful to accuse someone of being a creep when they were just taking photos for him.
Lin Linya knew he was good-looking; after all, he’d been praised for it his whole life. But seeing how much better Lu Qingyuan’s photos were than the ones he took himself, he was genuinely delighted. “You’re amazing, Qingyuan!”
Thinking about his Weibo, which he hadn’t updated in so long it was practically a fan message board, he nodded. “Sorry to trouble you, but can I use your photos for my Weibo?”
“Of course you can,” Lu Qingyuan said, his smile deepening.
The two added each other on WeChat. Seeing the new contact in his previously empty list, Lu Qingyuan transferred all the photos to Lin Linya via data cable.
After getting Little Mei’s permission, Lin Linya logged straight into Weibo and posted a set of nine photos taken by Lu Qingyuan.
[Wolf Fang Little Yaya V: Whoa, so freaking handsome. [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]
With the shoot over, Lin Linya returned the clothes to Little Mei. Little Mei suddenly mentioned that the clothes were borrowed from a friend, and after seeing the final results, the friend wanted to give them to him.
Lin Linya felt too embarrassed to accept a whole outfit for free, but the girl offering it was incredibly enthusiastic. He had no choice but to carefully place the expensive-looking clothes into a paper bag.
Lu Qingyuan had thoroughly enjoyed the afternoon shoot as well. Once Lin Linya left, he lost all interest and was about to depart when a girl suddenly called out to him.
It was the senior sister from his major who had recognized him at noon. “Junior Schoolmate, can we exchange contacts?”
The girl was quite pretty and popular among the guys in the male-dominated Finance Department.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, a smile playing on her lips as she gestured with her phone. “You left the mixer early a few days ago, so I didn’t get the chance.”
But Lu Qingyuan refused without a second thought. Politely and formally, he said, “Sorry, Senior Sister, I don’t usually add contacts for people I’m not familiar with.”
…
The last time Lin Linya posted on Weibo was a week ago, a reposted public service announcement. Suddenly dropping a nine-photo set out of nowhere, his Weibo-lurking fans went absolutely wild.
The first photo was Lin Linya lifting the hem of his skirt in the mirror, then lifting it as he went down the stairs, bending over the desk in a graceful arc, resting his head on his hand as he listened to someone across from him.
[Baby, can you give a heads-up before the next visual beauty attack? Mom’s poor little heart can barely take it.]
[Press 1 if you like my baby, go to the urologist if you don’t.]
[A flurry of risqué fanfic scenarios just flashed through my mind, this really hits the spot for me.]
[A little butler lifting his skirt, this is too lewd. Baby, how are you so good at this? It’s like a eunuch visiting a brothel… I feel like my wife’s target audience isn’t us.]
[Is anyone close by? Go suck the streamer for me. (crying)]
[These calves look like you could just grip them during that kind of thing… Which guy is dating this top-tier omega anyway?]
[Really loving this contrast. Such a lewd action, yet his expression is so pure. I’m swooning. Not on purpose, are you? You’re hooking me to death.]
[30k followers, 60k reposts, that’s insane. Our Yaya always has popular photos but isn’t personally famous. I’m crying.]
[Why are half the reposts from guys…]
[Yo, who submitted my baby to that top-tier bottom bot?]
After posting on Weibo, Lin Linya went back on stream. As expected, it was a minor peak in viewer heat. He greeted the camera as usual, “Good evening, Sisters! Should we play Glory or Fight the Landlord tonight?”
[Only hello to Sisters, not to Brothers?]
[Weibo tourist checking in. Originally thought it was photoshopped, came to the stream and sure enough, it is—I was photoshopped right out of my embrace with him.]
[Posting hot photos on Weibo, then acting all proper on stream?]
The bullet comments scrolled so fast that Lin Linya had to focus intently just to catch a few of them.
After reading them, he wished he hadn’t. His vision went dark, and he started cursing, “Are you guys sick? When did I ever do thirst traps? Don’t you get art? If you can’t appreciate it, please leave.”
Frowning, he was incredibly annoyed by the new wave of male fans. Girls were so much better; the male fans were all spouting crude jokes and trying to be witty in his stream. “And what’s with people asking where the streamer is broadcasting?”
His rosy lips moved nonstop, rattling off a barrage, “You’re asking me that in Wolf Fang? I’m streaming on Pinduoduo, on Ape Tutoring, on 4399. Go watch. You guys are pretty annoying to listen to.”
[Rocket x1, Seaview House x1, Wolf Fang x100. Followed.]
[Seaview House x10. Wait, why do I need to follow first before sending gifts? So annoying. Bro only follows skilled streamers, okay? Turn this feature off.]
[You want us to leave?]
The long-time female fans who quietly admired his looks were startled. [No, you guy fans are so overbearing, throwing money around at the drop of a hat… Usually, Yaya doesn’t even let us send gifts.]
The special effects from the gifts exploded across the stream one after another. Because they were sent so fast, some were quickly pushed to the top.
Lin Linya changed his expression in a flash, putting on a sweet, honeyed smile. His eyes curved into crescent moons. “Thank you~ Thank you, Brothers, for the gifts. Thanks for the follow~”
