"What model?" Fu Yang frowned, not following Shu Wan's train of thought.
"Photo models." Shu Wan lifted the camera in her hand, "I want to learn photography, and I've seen online that photographers all have models."
In her previous life, Shu Wan had liked drawing. Whenever she was in a place and had some spare time, she would invite a few friends over, bring alcohol and paper, and start drawing enthusiastically when the mood struck.
After coming to the modern world and encountering cameras that could perfectly capture, even magnify, every moment, Shu Wan definitely wanted to learn this art.
Moreover, there was another reason: Shu Wan wanted to leave as many marks of herself in this world as possible.
Her arrival was so unreal, if one day she disappeared or returned to her original place, at least those recorded moments would prove that she had been here.
"Why are you looking for me? There are plenty of models outside."
