The other day, my wife, after being begged by a friend from junior college, reluctantly went to do a part-time job as a helper at what seemed like a photo event model. As her husband, I also went to take a quick look at this so-called event venue. There, I saw my wife, surrounded by a group of people known as "camera boys" who exude a sour smell, outnumbered and being photographed repeatedly from a low angle focusing on her crotch, all the while blushing and forcing a bitter smile.
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