This is Su Xingyu's first close appreciation of the sword duel.

She couldn't understand the skills and skills. She only knew that the two people in the scene were so pleasant. Each move seemed to imply some strange rhythm, just like a beautiful dance.

Around the open space, many people who were also wearing white swordsmanship clothes sat around quietly, quietly, solemnly and attentively.

Su Xingyu unconsciously raised the camera in her hand. The competition was too eye-catching for her to shoot. At this moment, she has long forgotten the dispute with Ouyang Yi. What rules and what prohibitions are, let's put these things aside. The most urgent task is to capture all the beautiful pictures.

Her hand is very stable, the shutter even press, every one is just right.

Ouyang Yi moves forward and backward like a huge white eagle. In the light of the sword, one side of his head sees her, and a smile suddenly appears on her handsome face, which makes the world lose its color.

"Watch it!" He suddenly gave a loud drink and stopped fighting with his opponent. With a shake of his wrist, his sword was as thin as autumn water. It was so cold that people could hardly see it clearly. Between several ups and downs, he forced his opponent to retreat. He retreated into a corner full of Ziyang flowers from the center of the open space.

Ziyang flowers are in full bloom in midsummer.

The opponent was embarrassed to parry, and was lurking in the flowers.

Ouyang Yi's long sword turned into a streamer, blocking all his opponent's retreat. The slender blade suddenly passed through the flowers. In an instant, time seemed to slow down. The blade tore the petals with a thin cold air. Clusters of Ziyang flowers were broken in the cold air, and the petals burst open in great numbers, just like a woman in heaven.

Ouyang Yi, on the other hand, stood steadily in the broken flowers, dressed as white as snow, with his long sword slanting down, pointing straight at his opponent's throat!

His opponent, however, fell into a piece of clay, and his sword flew a few meters away. He could not fight back.

Su Xingyu saw this scene through the viewfinder of the camera.

She forgot to breathe, forget everything, as if the world is only the lens of the flowers scattered all over the sky, time static, years solidification.

I don't know how long later, she put down the camera and heard thunderous applause. It's the group of swordsmen in white sitting around the open space clapping and paying the highest respect to Ouyang Yi's superb swordsmanship.

Ouyang Yi collected his sword gracefully and held out his hand to the people he defeated on the ground.

The other side stood up with his hand and clasped his fist: "Mr. Ouyang's swordsmanship is superb. I'm willing to bow down."

Ouyang Yi smile: "you have been very good."

The other side mocked himself: "yes, it's said that the people who have been able to stick to 30 moves under Mr. Ouyang's hands are very good. I seem to have managed to do it. However, this is not my goal -- "the other side said, his eyes suddenly became firm, staring straight at Ouyang Yi, and seriously said," one day, I will defeat you. "

"We'll see." Ouyang Yi is still smiling.

He turned and walked towards the edge of the court. He put his sword into the scabbard and handed it to a middle-aged man in a Ge cloth gown: "I'm sorry, I broke your flowers here, Mr. Ge."

The man named Mr. Ge said with a smile: "if you have flowers that can be folded, you must fold them. It's a great honor for us to get Mr. Ouyang's advice. What's the point of just a few flowers?"

With a few words of modesty, Ouyang Yi said goodbye to Mr. Ge and walked to Su Xingyu along the edge of the open space.

Su Xingyu stood on the edge of the court, looking up at him: "I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is so good."

Ouyang Yi regained his usual lazy and frivolous look and looked at her with a smile: "do you worship me and fall in love with me?"

It was su Xingyu's indifferent face that answered him.

She lowered her head, opened the screen of the camera in her hand and scanned the pictures she had just captured.

Ouyang Yi put her head close to her and looked at it together. She was 1.9 meters tall and had to squeeze into Jiao. She looked very tired, but he didn't seem to like it.

"This one looks good.

"This one looks good too

"I'm so handsome from this angle.

"Xingyu, your capture technique is good. If you can make this master so beautiful, you will be fascinated by a large number of girls."

Su Xingyu finally couldn't stand his noise. He snapped off the camera screen and said, "I'll go home and choose another film and send it to you. Yes, you are the most handsome, all right? "

Ouyang Yi looked at her with an innocent smile on her face: "little beauty Xingyu, you really throw it after you use it. It makes me sad. When I go back home in broad daylight, I've done you such a big favor. Why don't you go to dinner and have a cup of tea with me, and thank you very much? ""Who just told me to wait for him and stood me up?"

Ouyang Yi blinked innocently and laughed again: "don't you really think it's an accident to capture this set of photos?"

"... what do you say?" Su Xingyu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Ouyang Yi's slender body leans against a clump of green bamboo beside the low wall and puts on a sultry posture: "little beauty Xingyu, don't you see it? I didn't mean to stand you up. In fact, when you refused to enter the martial arts school for shooting by text message, I started to arrange for the owner of the martial arts school to move the competition venue to the open space outside the martial arts school, a public area, which can be watched without any membership. I came out to look for you and said a lot of nonsense, including what I asked you to wait for later... It was just a procrastination. "

Delay until they are ready for a new venue, you can let her go along the road alone.

Su Xingyu suddenly realized: "you..."

You read a word, but you can't say anything else.

Her heart is full of mixed feelings. Although Ouyang Yi is a little frivolous from time to time, she has been careful and considerate since she met him. Even when she helped others, she never let out a drop of water. "Thank you," she sighed

"Thank you." The sun was shining in his eyes through the bamboo forest. He was happy again and showed his white teeth with a smile. "It's ok now. The martial arts school often held some activities in this open space to attract the public. It's not illegal for me to move the competition venue here, and you're also a real snapshot, no posing. There's no problem in taking this set of photos to the finals. Besides, the supermodel is so handsome that it will help you to be the first

Su Xingyu nodded this time: "well, this set of photos has a great chance of winning the championship."

It's true. It's the right time, the right place and the right people.

Ouyang Yi not only has superb swordsmanship, perfect figure and appearance, but also has amazing performance when facing the camera. He is worthy of being the most expensive male model in the world. To participate in a small regional street shooting competition at his level is absolutely like a huge crocodile entering a small fish school, which is overwhelming.