Echoes from Tomorrow: A Rebirth Saga Novel Chapter 24

By: Cassian Vale
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When they arrived at the entrance of the community, Zachary Cheng and Wang Ping'an, who lived in the same community, said goodbye to each other.

After returning home, Zachary Cheng immediately hid the "local specialties" he brought back from Guanyun.

If this thing was discovered by the family, there would be no explanation.

Yes, Zachary Cheng has no plans to tell his parents for the time being that he wants to be an e-commerce business and sell QQ supplies.

This will save you a few beatings.

"I worked so hard to be raised by Old Cheng, how can I still not understand him?" Zachary Cheng thought to himself.

At night, after the Cloud Restaurant closed, Lao Cheng and Yuna Xu took Little Pomelo home.

After not seeing his brother for a few days, Yolanda Cheng became even more clingy.

Today, she didn't tie her hair up, and her hair was all loose and hanging casually.

Zachary Cheng took his big hand and rubbed it casually twice. After messing up his hair, the little girl immediately tidied her hair by herself. It was already a bit stinky.

"It's time to brush your teeth and wash your face." Zachary Cheng looked at the time and said to her.

"Brother, can you tell me a bedtime story today?" Yolanda Cheng raised his head and stared at Zachary Cheng with his big round eyes, a bit like a little pet begging for snacks, with "Please, please" written all over his eyes. ".

"It's hard to refuse." Zachary Cheng thought to himself, and then said: "Okay."

"Yeah!" Little Yuzi stood up, raised her hands above her head and cheered, and then she was about to run to the bathroom.

"Wear slippers." Cheng Zhudao.

"Oh!" She turned back obediently, put on her cartoon slippers on her little feet, and walked quickly to the bathroom.

"I can't handle brushing my teeth!" Zachary Cheng didn't forget to warn him loudly.

After washing up, Xiao Youzi jumped on the small bed in the room, turned the desk lamp to the darkest level, covered herself with an air-conditioned quilt, and then lay down obediently, looking at Zachary Cheng with expectant eyes, ready All the preparations before listening to bedtime stories.

"You are almost six years old, and you still need to listen to bedtime stories." Zachary Cheng pinched her little face and then started to tell.

The story he tells is an adapted version of a parody.

"A king wanted to choose a princess for his highness, but he had a very strange request. The princess must weigh no more than a hundred pounds.

Then a princess went there, but when she was measured, her weight was just a little off.

On the way home, she met an elf who gave her a trick, saying that he could hide it in her ear and cast a spell, so that she could weigh exactly one hundred pounds.

The princess went to the king again with great expectations and weighed herself. Sure enough, it was a hundred pounds. In the end, I was so excited that I shook the elf out. "

Hearing this, Little Yuzi was so nervous that her long eyelashes trembled, and she clutched the quilt tightly with her little hands.

"The king immediately became furious and asked: Who are you? What are you doing hiding in her ears?" Zachary Cheng spoke vividly.

"The elf said to the king..." He paused deliberately, then leaned into the nervous little Yuzi's ear and whispered softly: "I am telling a story to the little princess!"

Little Yuzi laughed very happily when she understood. Little did she know that the original version of this story was about little shrimp and little turtle.

Zachary Cheng once told John Jiang a story about how the Dragon King picked a son-in-law, but a turtle came and the weight was not up to standard, and then the little shrimps hid in the turtle's body to gain weight for him.

The last sentence of the story naturally became: "I am telling a story to the little bastard."

After John Jiang heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger, raised his orchid finger, and pointed at Zachary Cheng: "Say it again! Say it again if you have the ability!"

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After putting his sister to sleep, Zachary Cheng tiptoed back to his room.

He booked the hotel where he would take photos online.

At the appointed time, he took the samples and went out in the afternoon.

Well, he really didn’t take Wang Ping An with him.

"He is still young and a scholar. Let me take care of such social matters alone."

I said I won’t take you with me, so I really won’t take you with me. You don’t think I’m joking with you, do you?

Since Yvette Ye had to go to work at Michael Shen's bar in the evening, the shooting time could only be between 2 pm and 7 pm.

But five hours is enough.

In order to have enough shooting scenes, Zachary Cheng even specially booked a suite, which was considered a huge investment.

As soon as Yvette Ye entered the room, he couldn't help but said: "So luxurious? Just use it to take pictures. Why don't you sleep here at night?"

She had obviously dressed up carefully today, and her makeup was even more refined than when she went to work on weekdays. And he also brought a big bag, and he didn’t know what was in it.

"What's the point of staying outside alone? I still prefer a bed at home." Zachary Cheng shrugged and said, "If you want to sleep here, you can take the room card away after the photo is taken."

"Okay." Yvette Ye was quite happy, so she could take some selfies and post them on her WeChat Moments at night.

People like her who work in nightclubs usually go to work in places far away from their hometown. Some people even have two WeChat IDs.

One of them is a work account, which is used to achieve performance. In the circle of friends, he does everything possible and finds enemies to spend money on.

The other is the life account, which is used to show your beautiful and exquisite life, focusing on a peaceful and peaceful life.

Zachary Cheng understood this very well and just smiled and said, "Can I get a discount on the model fee?"

Ye Zili ignored him and opened the bag he brought. He took out various lipsticks, makeup powder, shadows, highlights, curling irons and other tools.

"Tsk, as expected of someone who has worked as a model before. The grooming is quite professional." Zachary Cheng praised.

Then, he saw some other things in the bag and couldn't help but said: "Why did you bring makeup remover oil and facial cleanser, skin care products too, oh, there is also a mobile phone charger? What do you mean?"

These are typical gear for a night out.

Listening to his teasing, Yvette Ye was not shy at all. Instead, he retorted: "You are worthy of being a model before. You are quite observant and know a lot. Boss, what do you mean by me?"

After saying that, she increased the firepower and said: "Little handsome guy, help my sister get something to drink. I don't want mineral water, but cold drinks from the small refrigerator in the room."

When she said the word "cold drink", she even blinked deliberately.

I brought the equipment for an overnight stay and my body can drink ice, so I came prepared.

It's a pity that Zachary Cheng's performance disappointed her. She didn't see the slightest bit of boyish shame on his face. Instead, she urged: "Hurry up. Although we have agreed to charge by the hour, the time spent chatting does not count." ha."

Yvette Ye put on a speechless expression on his face, picked up the sample brought by Zachary Cheng, and asked, "Which one should I shoot first?"

"Secretary." Zachary Cheng said the formula.

Shooting requires getting used to, so it’s best to start with shooting that uses more materials and work your way up.

Yvette Ye nodded, and just as he was about to get up and go to the bathroom to change, he couldn't help but gently lift a product with two fingers.

Rather than saying it is a piece of clothing, it is just a few ropes.

"No, I didn't say there would be this kind of thing before. I don't want to take pictures of this kind." Yvette Ye said.

Zachary Cheng sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, then crossed his legs and said, "I always keep my word. I didn't shoot this one."

"Then you still bring it?" Yvette Ye felt that he was telling the truth.

He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, grinning: "It's our first time working together, I'll give you this as a meeting gift."

"A small gift is not disrespectful." Zachary Cheng brought it here on purpose, used it to test Yvette Ye's shooting baseline, and then said.

Yvette Ye held it gently with two fingers, then gently put it down, curled his lips, and muttered: "Is it quite thin?"

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