Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right? Chapter 316 - 171 Take Artistic Photos for Her (Long - , Sub

Zhang Jingdong saw her regain her usual composure and confidence, and imdiately said, "Since you’ve said so, how about this: if you can give the photos I take of you later more than 95 points, then you must let take another 10 photos of you."

"And if you think they don’t even deserve 95 points, then you can punish any way you want, hit , scold , or even stab !"

"Of course, when you score later, you must be objective and fair. I believe in your character in this regard."

"What do you say, Miss Yan Ning, do you dare to play another round with ?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ning was slightly startled at first.

Mainly because she didn’t expect Zhang Jingdong to be so self-assured, even daring to make such a bet with her.

But she didn’t believe that Zhang Jingdong could have such a high level of photography skill at his young age.

She then said, "Are you sure? Even if I am fair and just, my appreciation level is quite good, so if you haven’t studied professionally, you definitely won’t pass in my eyes!"

Zhang Jingdong laughed casually: "As long as you can ensure fairness, I will absolutely accept the outco of the bet!"

Yan Ning couldn’t help being surprised, "Don’t tell you’re purposely choosing an area you’re not good at, intentionally losing to , then through letting punish you, ultimately getting to forgive you?"

Zhang Jingdong smiled and shook his head: "Miss Yan Ning, you’re thinking too much! I can let things slide in other aspects, but when it cos to betting, sorry, I have never lost, and I definitely won’t lose to you in the future!"

"Enough talk, just tell if you dare or not?"

This completely piqued Yan Ning’s interest, mainly because she truly didn’t believe Zhang Jingdong could be that skilled.

"Fine, since you’re so confident, I’ll take another bet with you!"

Seeing her take the bait, a smug smile appeared on Zhang Jingdong’s face.

"Since you’ve agreed, I need to clarify sothing in advance. After all, I will be taking photos of you, and your cooperation level will directly affect the final score of my photos, so you must cooperate with fully!"

"I can fully cooperate with you, but the premise is that your requests can’t cross the line."

Yan Ning noticed Zhang Jingdong’s smug smile; she wasn’t going to be fooled.

Zhang Jingdong pursed his lips: "Indeed, Miss Yan Ning, Chairman of the Board, you’re really not easy to fool, but rest assured, playing with superficial boundaries is what those third-rate photographers do. As a top-notch player like , I always play with emotions. What I want is your emotion."

"Alright, let’s begin, you go stand by the window first..."

Yan Ning didn’t hesitate this ti and did as told.

Zhang Jingdong adjusted his cara while saying, "To take a perfect portrait photo, in my opinion, there are three points essential. First, the model herself must have inner beauty, and if she’s also physically beautiful, that’s even more perfect. And if it’s you, that’s simply perfection itself, so we’ve already t this condition."

"The second point is the photographer’s skill, which I have no problem with."

"The third point is the person’s emotion, which may sound abstract, but in simple terms, it’s a person’s most genuine emotion at a particular mont."

"To evoke a person’s most genuine emotion, the photographer must engage in a very deep emotional exchange with the model, so I’m going to ask you so questions later, and I hope you can answer truthfully. Any problem with that?"

Yan Ning hesitated briefly, then said, "Alright, but the premise is also that you can’t cross the line."

"How about this, the questions I ask you later, if you think you can answer, just answer directly, if you think you can’t answer, just say ’over’, okay?"

"Okay."

Zhang Jingdong thought to himself that this was just an enhanced version of Truth or Dare, and he could even ask unlimited questions. Just by this alone, he was already gaining, and even if he lost later, he wouldn’t be at a loss at all.

Zhang Jingdong forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, then said, "First question... When you’re alone, what do you like to do the most?"

"Play golf, or... go shooting."

"Shooting?" Zhang Jingdong gave Yan Ning a second look, then couldn’t help but express his curiosity: "Well, that’s really not sothing you can tell at a glance."

Seeing that Zhang Jingdong actually dared to question her, Yan Ning rarelly showed a bit of pride: "If you dare to bet on this with , I’m ready to accompany you anyti!"

Zhang Jingdong did not expect such a pleasant surprise, and imdiately said, "Alright, it’s a deal!"

"Let’s continue, if tomorrow were the end of the world, aside from being able to save your family, you could also save one type of animal. Which of the following four would you choose, 1. monkey, 2. lion, 3. giraffe, 4. snake."

Yan Ning paused, then replied, "Lion."

"If you had one day’s ti to beco any animal, which of the following would you hope to be, 1. pigeon, 2. horse, 3. lion, 4. cat."

"Pigeon."

"Did you ever have a near-death experience when you were young?"

"Let talk about myself first. I’ve had two tis. The first was when I was 5 years old. I couldn’t swim back then. My mother took to my grandmother’s place in the countryside, and I went out to play by myself. I ended up falling into a river, but luckily, there was an uncle working nearby who saved ."

"The second ti was when I was in middle school. Once after school, a few classmates and I raced our bikes. I rode so fast to win that I ran into a car crossing at an intersection."

"At that ti, if the car had been going any faster, or if the driver had been a bit less skilled, I would have been hit and sent flying!"

"But that ti, both physically and emotionally, I was badly hurt, not by the car, but by my mother’s beating..."

Maybe Zhang Jingdong’s expression was too exaggerated at the ti; Yan Ning couldn’t help but smile: "Looks like you’ve got a tough life!"

Zhang Jingdong had fixed the cara by then and looked up at Yan Ning: "What about you? Have you had a similar experience?"

Yan Ning’s gaze dimd slightly and she was silent for about five seconds before slowly saying, "... Just once, when I was born..."

"At that ti, my mother was already quite old when she was pregnant with , and her health wasn’t very good after the pregnancy. The doctor even suggested she abort, but she refused."

"When she was three months pregnant, her condition improved a bit. Coincidentally, there was a task assigned to go to southern Yunnan."

"She could have chosen not to go, given she would have to stay there for at least two years. But she was the best in her unit in terms of professional skills, and she wanted to go herself, so in the end, my family agreed."

"Then, one month before she was due, she could have co back to Jiangdu early, but couldn’t because of work."

"As a result, my birth was... extrely difficult... and because the local dical conditions were poor, my mother bled heavily after giving birth to ... and eventually, she passed away..."

Yan Ning choked up a bit while talking, but she forcefully didn’t let the tears fall.

Zhang Jingdong was firstly surprised but quickly thought of her brother, and he realized that at this mont she wasn’t heartless but was subconsciously suppressing her sorrow due to the successive loss of loved ones, otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to live normally.

Zhang Jingdong knew it was aningless to say sorry at this mont, so he imdiately said, "I think if your mother has a spirit in the sky, seeing the achievents you have now, and how well you take care of Zifeng and the rest, she would be very gratified, and she would definitely be glad that she took such a big risk to have you back then."

"You are a part of your mother, and on the day she died, you were reborn, so in a way, you are the continuation of your mother’s life."

"It can also be said that you are now living for both yourself and your mother, so you must double your happiness and enjoy life twice as much, so that you and your mother can make the most of this life!"

Upon hearing these words, Yan Ning’s originally sorrowful eyes suddenly emitted a strange glimr.