Unfortunately, the photographer didn't seem to notice Herta meowing behind him, or perhaps he chose to ignore her, continuing to take pictures with Mo Yu as he pleased. He then picked up his camera and snapped several shots.
"Tsk tsk, Teacher is too beautiful, truly worthy of being a top-tier Ruan Mei cosplayer! Teacher, Teacher! Can I post these on my account to gain some traction? I can add a standard description or tag you in the comments, or maybe we can co-create?"
"No problem, but I don't really use Little Red Book."
Mo Yu's face showed a hint of difficulty. He indeed didn't use RED much; for him, RED was more like a shopping app. Of course, he didn't watch live streams from sales hosts.
"Is that so... But I think, Teacher, you should really consider it. There are already many marketing accounts online reposting some of your clips, and there might be some stolen pictures, though relatively fewer."
"Oh, by the way, my name is Feng Zhiyu, and my alias name is Huanyu. Huanyu who does photography on RED."
As he spoke, the photographer seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly added.
"Huanyu... I thought it was Aha."
Mo Yu chuckled softly.
The photographer also laughed along.
"I did want to change it to Aha, and I also feel I'm very much in line with the Path of Aha. However, Honkai: Star Rail hadn't even had its internal test when I started photography, so I didn't think about it that way."
"Teacher, what should I call you?"
"Hmm... just call me Mulan."
Mo Yu thought for a moment and decided on the alias he had used at the Anime Convention earlier.
"Alright! Teacher Mulan, let's follow each other on RED."
As he spoke, Huanyu took out his phone to follow Mo Yu on RED. Meanwhile, Xing Qinglan on the other side finally couldn't hold back anymore.
What the! I asked you to take proper photos of me, so why have you been constantly photographing my Little Junior Brother? I wouldn't mind if you just took some pretty pictures, but now you're even following each other on RED! Hey, hey, hey! I haven't even followed Little Junior Brother on RED yet—of course, the reason they hadn't followed each other was indeed because Mo Yu didn't use RED.
However, she was also a bit conscious of her image in front of Mo Yu, so she could only suppress her temper.
"Hey, I said, can you please start working? If you keep slacking off like this, I'm going to complain about you to the club president."
That's right, Xing Qinglan's method of finding a photographer was simple and direct. She happened to know the current president of the Anime Club, so the shooting and the photo studio were completely arranged by him.
"Ahaha, sorry, Senior Sister. I was just too excited to see Teacher Mulan and couldn't help myself."
Hearing the voice behind him, Huanyu's body stiffened. He then turned his head, a fawning smile on his face.
"Haha, my bad, Senior Sister, I beg for mercy!"
As he spoke, he even made a gesture of begging for mercy. After all, he was indeed in the wrong, and he was also a bit afraid of the club president. The Anime Club's current orderliness was naturally due to the president's efforts, and if the president hadn't taken the lead, he wouldn't have gotten this photography opportunity.
Does anyone really think high-quality cosplayers are easy to book? Especially without any connections.
"Hmph."
Xing Qinglan snorted, not bothering to argue much. She just strode to Mo Yu's front and shielded him behind her. Xing Qinglan's boots had a slight heel, and combined with the pointed hat and skirt, she could just about shield Mo Yu behind her.
Looking at Madam Herta in front of him, Mo Yu couldn't help but find it a little amusing.
Thinking this, a playful thought arose in his heart. He then leaned into Xing Qinglan's ear and whispered, his voice tinged with teasing.
"Are you jealous?"
"Hmph, of course not... I just don't want you to be too tired."
Xing Qinglan's pretty face flushed slightly, but she still held her head high and said haughtily. However, she completely dared not look back at Mo Yu.
"Is that so."
"That's right, that's exactly how it is."
Mo Yu smiled without a word, not exposing her.
"Alright, alright, you're the best."
"Hmph hmph, so, from now on, you can rely on me as much as you want!"
"That does sound good..."
Mo Yu said softly.
"But... shouldn't you be the one living off Ruan Mei?"
"Tch."
However, this time Xing Qinglan only 'tched' and didn't retort. It was just—visibly, her cheeks were completely red.
As for the photographer Huanyu on the side, well, he could only say that he enjoyed the show, and even secretly took pictures.
Indeed, Mo Yu and Xing Qinglan had both lowered their voices, but at that distance, it was no problem at all. And—this wasn't a script, but a very natural, real daily occurrence.
It's worth mentioning that, if she slightly pinched her voice, Xing Qinglan's voice was somewhat similar to Herta's, and... the 'flavor' was right.
"Holy crap, that's too sweet, it's already a bit cloying."
Huanyu said, his eyes filled with excitement. As a photographer, what he liked most was girls being affectionate! Unfortunately, for him, such photography opportunities were rare and hard to come by.
It's not like there are only a few people who do photography, so why would they choose you? This is where the club president's influence comes in.
"So sweet it's cloying? Hmph, it can get even sweeter!"
Huanyu's words were like fanning the flames. In fact, his previous actions had also been a form of provocation for Xing Qinglan, and thus—
Xing Qinglan turned her head, gave Huanyu a glare, and then turned back. In Mo Yu's gaze, her face rapidly enlarged, and then—something soft lightly touched his lips.
Huh? No... In an instant, even his normally tranquil emotions surged rapidly. However, his absolutely rational talent still functioned, helping him cool down, but only preventing him from reaching a peak.
Moreover... the event had actually happened, it wasn't just his imagination.
Senior Sister... she... kissed me?
Mo Yu's gaze was a little hazy, his eyes somewhat blank... No... what kind of development was this? He inexplicably just came out of a goblin cave and was captured by a saintess, then directly ambushed and had his first blood taken?
Huh?
And, logically speaking, he should have been able to react just now, but he... why didn't he?
"How was that, kid?"
After doing all this, Xing Qinglan, her face slightly red, turned around. Ignoring the two stunned men behind and in front of her, she directly questioned Huanyu.
"..."
Huanyu's eyelid twitched. He knew that Mo Yu had tutored Xing Qinglan and that their relationship must be very good, but he hadn't expected it to be... "Awesome! Madam Herta is awesome!"
And then—
"Detecting special conditions, activating remote puppet automatic praise mode."
"Madam Herta is peerless gem.
Madam Herta is an unrivalled genius.
Madam herta is an inimitable beauty."
A familiar voice suddenly came from Huanyu's phone.
T/N: RED/Little Red Book is like Instagram