If possible, put the book in the bookshelf, which will make it convenient for you and support me. Thank you very much!

Feng Yiping lived in school like a fish. He asked for four and a half days off and missed classes for one and a half days. After he returned to school, no one mentioned it again.

There is no way. In this era, you may not be willful if you have money, but in school, as long as you have good grades, you can be willful if you are completely willful.

After spending two or three days keeping up with the learning progress, Feng Yiping began to tinker with the newly brought camera.

Later, those who were playing photography were either professional needs or rich people. Feng Yiping was not bothered. He just bought some DVDs and cameras with the flow, and most of them were Japanese products. However, as the phone’s photography function became better and better, those things were spent most of their time in the drawer.

As for high-end products like Leica, he has only heard of them, never seen them, or maybe they have seen them, but he has no impression. Now he knows that there are some reasons why it is expensive.

We don’t talk about the weaknesses of our country, nor do we mention the knowledge that has not yet emerged in China, just compared with the processing of metal parts, the gap is also very far.

In a remote mountainous area like them, taking photos is still a matter of taking photos. There is only one photo studio in the whole town, and even fewer cameras. The entire school, the principal, has a Phoenix camera.

Therefore, Feng Yiping's show-off journey soon turned into a financial loss journey. From teachers to classmates, he rushed to take photos. In just a few days, three of the five films he brought back were used up, and the class teacher's family of three took more than a dozen photos.

What our ancestors said was right, things always have two sides.

What this camera does is really good, for example, when the shutter is pressed, it doesn't even sound, which brings a bad result. Those people don't hear the familiar "click" sound, and keep posing in front of the camera.

While directing them to shoot, Feng Yiping pressed the silent shutter with heartache - the film is not cheap now!

After he found out the price of the photo washing, he even thought that he wanted to buy something to come back and rinse it himself. There is no way, and it is expensive to wash photos now!

But it seems that in the photography industry, there are some awesome masters who can sell a lot of money for a photo. This is also a way. Can they develop in this direction?

In addition to taking pictures, learning is still boring and tense. Now, every morning and evening self-study, many students have lit candles to study in the classroom. They really get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs.

The same is true for Wang Changning. At half past five every day, the lights in his room would light up. He would first go to the kitchen to cook the porridge, then recite Chinese, politics, and English. Sometimes he was angry that Feng Yiping would still get up on time, and would deliberately go to his room to read loudly to harass him.

One morning, they both got up at 5:30 and rushed to school directly.

It was still dark, and their eyes were 1.5 on average, and they could only see a few meters ahead. However, not to mention other people on the road now, there was not even a dog. The whole road belonged to them. They could ride cross-border on the road with confidence and boldness.

Now it is on the tail of late autumn, it is a bit cool, the leaves on the trees are almost falling, the branches on them are clean and refreshing, but they are inevitably a little lonely. In the dead grass on the roadside, there are occasionally autumn insects that seem to scream in a clear voice to declare their existence.

The light in the teacher building did not light up, and it looked dark. In the classrooms of the second and third grades, there were already bright and dark candlelight flashing on the window glass.

Feng Yiping took a look at it. At least two-thirds of the seats in the third grade were in the two classes. Nearly half of them were already in the classroom in the second grade, and there were only three classes in the first grade. They are now relatively free and are still sleeping, and there is no one in the classroom.

Under the swaying candlelight, everyone lowered their heads and read in a low voice, and some of them simply recited silently without making any sound. In several classrooms, there was no loud cough. Three meters away from the classroom, you could not hear any sound at all. Only when you walked in could you hear a low buzzing sound.

This buzzing sound is very similar to Feng Yiping's sound of the lamas' morning and evening classes across several streets when he was traveling in Tibet. Feng Yiping felt that, like the lamas' chanting scriptures, the sound was almost pious, exuding a kind of aura and a kind of power.

He suddenly wanted to take a picture of this scene.

No matter how many people are in the classroom now, they really feel that they don’t have enough time, so they get up early and follow the trend. Some may also probably have an occasional whim and get up early.

What is certain is that in a few years, most of them will join the tide of going south to work, and from then on, they will be called "migrant workers", just like migrant birds, rushing between their hometown and the south every year.

Most girls will marry into other women in a few years, or work with their husbands in the south, or become left-behind women, stay in their hometown to take care of the elderly and children, and grow old year after year. When they send their children to school, they probably regret not working hard enough when they were studying.

Therefore, if we only judge heroes by achievements, most of them will definitely not be as good as those of the city people of the same age in the future, but at least now, these teenagers in the mountain are worthy of the admiration of most of the peers in the city.

Although the weather is getting colder, Feng Yiping and the other three are eating now, both in the classroom, either in the corridor or in places with few people around the kitchen. They are not stingy, except for Feng Wen, who is thick-skinned, who often comes to pick up a few chopsticks, no other students will come to disturb him.

There was no way, the other students just took pickles, and the three of them were fresh vegetables poured out of the insulation bucket, which was so annoying.

They are actually quite embarrassed about their own specialness. Sometimes they seem to be ashamed of eating, but they are afraid that the contents in their bowl will stimulate other students.

This situation cannot be improved at the moment, and Feng Yiping cannot change it either. He cannot provide so many resources at present. It seems that many years later, the society launched a free lunch project, and students at that time did not have to eat pickles all the time.

Feng Yiping was very uncomfortable with himself as a small group independent of most classmates. He often took the excuse to go to Wang Yumin's house and had dinner with them.

We all like to communicate during meals. He and Teacher Zhu are more concerned about it. Teacher Zhu also likes to communicate with students like him, who often have strange words.

However, it has been difficult to go there these two days. During the chat the day before yesterday, Teacher Zhu asked him, "What do you think are the common things about photos and paintings?"

He said casually at the time, "It's just fiddling with light, shadow and lines."

That kind of careless attitude that felt really nothing happened suddenly made Teacher Zhu hate him.

After that, Feng Yiping learned that it would be sadder to offend a seemingly generous man than offend a woman who is famous for being stingy. Not to mention going to his house, even if he met him on the road, Teacher Zhu always had to sarcastically.

So, men in menopause must not offend them!

Before the meal was finished, Zhang Qiuling jumped over from the distance. He and Xiao Zhijie blocked her. Looking at the smiles piled on Feng Yiping's face, Zhang Qiuling was inexplicably tight and leaned against Xiao Zhijie consciously, "Feng Yiping, what are you going to do?"

"Please ask me something, let's discuss with the principal. Now there are so many students who work hard every morning and evening, and they have to light a candle to read. It hurts their eyes. Can they turn on the lights directly?"

I don’t know what Zhang Qiuling told his father. Two days later, the school announced that before and after morning and evening self-study, if the students who went to the classroom to study for more than half of the class, the lights would be allowed to be turned on.

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