145: Snapshot

Seeing that everyone could still maintain their composure, Yu Zhenzhong finally relaxed.

To enjoy the delicious food in peace, he immediately pointed to the flowerbed in the northeast corner and said, "The beggar's chicken stall is in the flowerbed over there. If you want to buy some, you'll need to hurry, there are already quite a few people lining up!"

The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this. After thanking Yu Zhenzhong, he was about to turn and rush over.

He was surprised to find that no one was behind him anymore.

Looking closer, he saw that everyone was rushing towards the flowerbed.

You group of rascals! Wait for me!

The young man chased after them, both angry and anxious. He was genuinely afraid that if he went too late, there would be nothing left to buy.

Seeing that most people had left, Yue Yifei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Given the situation just now, he was genuinely afraid that those people would just start snatching the food!

Fortunately, life is prosperous now, so people wouldn't actually do something like that just for food.

However, with so many people rushing over at once, wouldn't it inconvenience the Little Boss?

As if sensing Yue Yifei's thoughts, Yu Zhenzhong tore at the chicken meat, wolfing it down, and mumbled indistinctly, "Chew, chew, chew, hiss, don't worry, haochi, the Little Boss, gulp (swallowing sound), has so many Regular Customers there, chew, chew, chew, they'll help maintain order..."

Hearing Yu Zhenzhong's words, Yue Yifei thought about it and felt it made sense.

By now, the Regular Customers had long reached a consensus to spontaneously maintain order at the stall, ensuring that irrelevant matters wouldn't disturb the Little Boss's normal business.

After all, it concerned the vital interests of every customer, so no one would choose to stand by idly.

Besides, so many people going over could also help the Little Boss's business even more.

Thinking of this, Yue Yifei also began to enjoy the beggar's chicken with a clear conscience.

The fragrant chicken meat entered his mouth, and the full, delicious juices burst out as he chewed, making Yue Yifei's eyes narrow in pure delight.

A whole beggar's chicken was a substantial amount, easily enough to satisfy an adult's appetite.

But Yue Yifei felt that even if he had two more beggar's chickens, he could still eat them.

No other reason, it was simply too delicious!

This deliciousness reached his soul, making Yue Yifei feel his entire body and mind tremble.

To avoid wasting any dripping juices, as Yue Yifei ate, he mimicked Yu Zhenzhong, placing the beggar's chicken on the stone stool and half-squatting to eat.

His posture was very undignified, and in broad daylight, he would never do this normally.

But at this moment, Yue Yifei no longer cared about such things.

After all, no one knew anyone else, and once they left here, this matter would be over.

Chew, chew, chew.

Gulp (swallowing).

Chew, chew, chew.

The two grown men, completely oblivious to the passersby, continued to feast in their half-squatting positions.

At this moment, Zheng Hanyang, a street photographer passing by, caught a whiff of an unusual fragrance and couldn't help but follow the scent.

He then witnessed this scene.

...

Instinct took over thought, and by the time he came to his senses, his finger was already on the shutter.

Click.

With a series of clicks, a series of candid shots were saved in his camera.

Hearing the camera clicks, Yue Yifei, his mouth full, looked up, saw nothing unusual, and continued to wolf down his food.

Zheng Hanyang wiped his sweat, brought the camera he had hidden behind his back to the front, then flipped through the photos, preparing to delete them.

He managed a short video platform account, primarily focusing on candid shots of passersby.

Photos of such undignified eating, even if edited into a video, probably wouldn't get much traffic.

However, when he brought up the photos and looked at them, his eyebrows twitched, and he was surprised to find they were quite good.

No, not just good.

They were excellent.

The photos clearly displayed a scene combining movement and stillness, full of artistic conception:

In a corner of the square, two well-dressed young men, oblivious to the stares of others, squatted in front of stone stools, feasting on the delicious food before them, shaking their heads and with oil dripping from their mouths.

Around the two men, some passersby weaved through but frequently looked back, while others stopped to watch, drooling with envy.

Just by looking at the photos, it was as if one had arrived at the scene, curiously watching the two men enjoying their food with the other passersby, even able to smell the food.

Zheng Hanyang looked at the photos, trembling with excitement.

He no longer had the heart to wander further. He found a random spot and began editing a short video.

Perhaps the lingering aroma in his nose sparked his inspiration, or perhaps he anticipated the astonishing profits from a viral video. He had never felt editing a video flow so smoothly.

In just a few minutes, photos of passersby enjoying food, candidly captured at the food exhibition and in the square, were edited into the video.

The photos of Yu Zhenzhong and Yue Yifei were highlighted, placed as the video's cover and at the end.

"Done!"

After checking it several times and confirming there were no issues, Zheng Hanyang chose to upload.

A few minutes later, platform users who followed Zheng Hanyang gradually received push notifications from the platform.

At the same time, according to the push algorithm mechanism and content distribution logic, platform users whose phone location showed them at Citizen Center Square, or who followed this food exhibition, also mostly received this short video.

Neng Tong, who was accompanying her family at the food exhibition, had long lost interest in browsing, seeing the endless array of identical snacks.

But seeing her family's high spirits, she couldn't bring herself to say anything to dampen their mood, so she could only walk and scroll through short videos.

Just then, she saw that a short video UP master she followed had updated, and she clicked on it without thinking.

Gentle, melodious music began to play.

Candid photos of smiling passersby flashed by.

Neng Tong looked at the familiar background in the photos, first startled, then feeling it was quite a coincidence.

The UP master she followed was actually nearby, and she couldn't help but want to meet them offline to discuss filming techniques and short video production ideas.

As a newly emerging food UP master, cooking delicious food was no problem for her. Her only frustration was being unable to capture the unique characteristics of the food, failing to attract the attention of platform users, which resulted in low view counts for each video.

Zheng Hanyang's short video was, as always, high quality.

Against the backdrop of the background music, Neng Tong watched the spontaneous smiles on the faces of the people in the photos as they enjoyed their food, and her mood also became pleasant.

The three-minute short video quickly came to an end.

As usual, Zheng Hanyang would always attach his most satisfying photo at the end of the video.

Thinking of this, Neng Tong became expectant.

Generally speaking, a photographer's proud work often contains a wealth of ideas and techniques, as well as a strong personal style.

Observing these works can both broaden one's perspective and improve one's skill, making it an excellent way to learn.

A few seconds later, at the end of the video, the final photo popped up.