[BromanceFanFic] Blew Into the World on a Leaf Chapter 26

Title: Blew Into the World on a Leaf

Author: WinterBubbleTea

Notes: I know that the support character of Bromance isn't as well developed. However, I felt to prove to myself that I can write them. I simply just did it. Note I do not own any copyrights of Bromance. Instead I am just using the characters and scenarios to create fan fiction. All works written is credited to me. This is a nonprofit adventure so no lawsuits. Thanks.

Chapter 26

The day was blending well and Na Na stood in a well-lit area. Ming the make-up artist for all the models lean over to apply the foundation onto Na Na’s skin. She focus whilst Na Na had her eyes closed letting her do what she needed for the next shot. 

Qing Yang didn’t say anything about her job. She knew that her boyfriend wasn’t a cantankerous man. Rather, he was quite considers of her needs and wants. 

She was quite fortunate of how supportive he has been, but there was this abnormal wall when it came to her job that seem to rear up, when she tries to tell about her day.

 

In reality there were plenty of cameras and Qing Yang would find himself in the study watch Na Na stand in front of sheets of white with flashes of light and the photographer calling her to pose a certain way. 

Qing Yang found, one day, a paper on his table that contained the code and an URL link that directed him to being able to access the video recordings. He made sure to memorize the code and URL and burn the paper, since he didn’t want anyone finding it.

He knew the cunning bastard that had given him this access was Zi Feng.

Qing Yang might enjoy certain style of clothing, but he could say that he didn’t know how photographers are thinking when they pose models with these very strange props. He didn’t want to be a ultracrepidarian critic, since it wasn’t his job to find fault with small little nitty gritty details of how the photographer does his job. 

But honestly, having Na Na sit on a large phone, it mind boggle him to the extent that he was tempted to call Zi Feng and ask him to find someone else. 

At least the man wasn’t having her pose on risky and dangerous places, like for instance an abandon big rig. Unfortunately, in the future that would happen though it was later known that the photographer was under investigation for purloining funding that originally was intent for a set in a candy shop, but instead was used for expensive parties, whilst the models were sitting on dangerous props that were in a junk yard. 

Qing Yang was simply worried, because he did not want Na Na to be injured anyway. In the world of fashion, he didn’t want her to become ill from the pressures. Granted there were certain actions that celebrities have taken to bring along social or political changes. The ice bucket challenge was an example of the slacktivism for people to feel they were doing something even though they weren’t doing much. Just dumping water of ice on top of themselves to motivate others into action.

In Qing Yang opinion it ended up with lots of people wasting water and falling sick, especially if they did it during winter. He simply hopes that Na Na would never have to go along with the flow of the masses and instead remain her one true self. 

Petting Guo Lai in his lap, while doing his paperwork and keeping an eye on the laptop. He sat up straight when he notices Na Na coming out of the dressing room. 

Dressed all in white, he was speechless by how short her skirt was the display of the long legs made his mouth dry. The scar on her leg was conceal somehow, her hair was all doll up in waves. 

He wanted to scream in fury, when they had her prop over a desk and lifted her bum at a certain angle. He quickly set Guo Lai into her basket and stood up and bent over to stare at the laptop.

“What the hell did they put you in?” Qing Yang hisses out. She was so sexy, but that wasn’t how he pictures his Na Na, being raised up like a sex symbol. He loosen is tie and tug out his cellphone to call Zi Feng. 

His girlfriend would not be displayed this way for the world to see, all those men drooling over his innocent Na Na.

	Wei Qing Yang: Zi Feng. You better fire that photographer!
	Du Zi Feng: What is wrong?
	Wei Qing Yang: Mr. Zhang is dressing my girlfriend in revealing clothing and having her bend over like she is in a playboy magazine.
	Du Zi Feng: Bro. you know what playboy is?
	Wei Qing Yang: That’s all you got from my text message?
	Du Zi Feng: Don’t worry too much Miss Ping will take care of everything and besides don’t you see me waving at you?
	Wei Qing Yang: How would you feel if that was your wife being display like a piece of meat?

Qing Yang glances down to see Zi Feng standing facing the camera and gesturing. He was positive that everyone was looking at him like he was insane, since he notice some employees glancing to their eccentric boss.

Qing Yang narrow his eyes at the way Zi Feng was gesturing at him and crossing his arms into an x position. 

	Du Zi Feng: The clothing she is wearing is not showing her chest. Also you are hitting below the belt on my wife.
	Wei Qing Yang: Like I said. Imagine my position, those photos of her in anything racy will not be show.
	Du Zi Feng: I got it. Don’t over stress over it. After all I am here today right? Besides, Mr. Zhang will only be doing this magazine, until I manage to a contract with Miss Wang from Taipei University.
	Wei Qing Yang: Also I want the negatives to any flash drive images that are being taken.
	Du Zi Feng: I got it. I got it, bro. Don’t lose your temper over this. Sheesh. I will take care of it.
	Wei Qing Yang: Just make sure this stops happening.

Glancing back to the monitor he watches Zi Feng salute to him, and went off to talk to the woman, Miss Ping. He assumed that was who she was, the editor of a magazine. 

Unable to stand it, Qing Yang pack away the papers he was working on, unable to focus. He curses inwardly noticing that the cars were all gone. One was in the shop to be fixed and Uncle Tian had taken the other to go check up on the other businesses.

Sighing he grab the items he needed and went out of the door down the hall to the kitchen. He felt he might as well make a lunch. A quick sandwich place together into bento boxes and some fruit for dessert, he knew that Na Na probably forgotten to at again.

Snagging his backpack and sliding everything he prepared in no time, he slip in some cola into the other pockets of the backpack. Checking for keys and wallet he called out to Mei Fang.

 

“I am going out, look after the store until I am back.” Qing Yang said casually.

“EH! When will that be?” Mei Fang was cleaning the counters surprised her boss would be leaving.

“Five hours probably, I will call if something happens on the bus and train.” Qing Yang said simply and went through the door.

Mei Fang shakes her head, “Always on the go…”

The train wasn’t as crowded which Qing Yang was thankful. He found a seat and had easy view of where the station names would come up, when the train started to move. 

The train arrived in about one hour, after weaving back and forth through different stations and stops. It would be only a short walk to the studios that belong to the Du family. 

The building wasn’t modernized like many other building, but it also wasn’t small by standard. He pulled out his identification card and waves it at the front desk. The magnetic chip inside beeped and allowed him through the turnstiles for workers and employees. 

The signals beeped and he went through easily, earning odd looks from the security and front desk. He wasn’t dressed in his normal suits, before leaving he had changed into a white t-shirt and black jeans. 

Wearing a suit would be inconspicuous on the train, and he did not want that.

Entering the studio he noted that Zi Feng was still standing and watching what was going on. He walked forward and called out, “Zi Feng.”

Zi Feng's normal head of gel hair turned and look at him, “Qing Yang, so you came after all?”

Qing Yang set his backpack down and smack Zi Feng shoulder. “You! You have been bringing me tons of problems. Why did you let her do this?”

“Oh come on, you need pretty photos of Na Na.” Zi Feng teases, “It’s not as graphic like those playboy magazines that I now discover you could have been peaking at.”

“I am a man too, you bastard.” Qing Yang cheek turns red, he was going to hit Zi Feng again, but the door opened and out came out Na Na. His throat dried out.

 

Zi Feng knew he was simply dead meat after all of this. He could see the way Qing Yang stare at his love, and at the same time wanted to cover her up. The scene would be a shot that would require Na Na to lay on a bunch of clothes like she was in bed.

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