"Give this folder a name, and you will put your photos here in the future." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi thought it was quite difficult to name a folder. He didn't want it to be too ordinary, and he couldn't think of a good person. He stared at the screen for a long time, and finally said inexplicably: "A little piece of refreshing the mind...

"That's fine," Cheng Boyan said seriously, "but to prevent confusion, you have to be called Xiaopian No. 2."

"What are the small pieces, what are the small pieces..." Xiang Xi took a photo, "It's called a photo! I can't type the complicated words!"

"Little Xixi's small pieces," said Cheng Boyan.

"Hey, can you, a doctor who saves life and helps the wounded, still look a little serious?" Xiang Xi turned his face and looked at him.

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, laughed for a long time, pointed to the screen and said, "Type the photo of Xiang Xi, can you type?"

"Yes, just slower," Xiang Xi looked down at the keyboard, too lazy to talk to Cheng Boyannu anymore. "I used to type a word or two when I was playing games."

"What words do you mean?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"You will pick up words from the car window when you say it." Xiang Xi said.

He always plays games with steamed buns, and basically doesn't communicate much with other players. He wants to type except join the team, but he is just swearing. He is very skillful in typing the words that curse...

Photos of Xiang Xi.

He used his two index fingers to type the words up.

Then, according to Cheng Boyan's command, he saved the photos from the camera into this folder.

"You can sort these photos in detail, which is easier to find, by time, content, or by satisfaction and dissatisfaction." Cheng Boyan said.

"That's so troublesome, just throw it in." Xiang Xi never thought that he would do something so meticulously, and that only doctors like Cheng Boyan would be so careful.

"Let's talk about it then," Cheng Boyan took the mouse from his hand and clicked on the photo, "I'll look at the photo first."

The first photo is white.

"Oh, this was taken at the light, I forgot to delete it," Xiang Xi felt a little embarrassed, "I deleted all the other unshot."

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything and clicked the next one.

When this photo appeared on the screen, Cheng Boyan took advantage of the situation and stopped by clicking the next finger.

The photo is taken of a window, which is very old and not very clean, and there are broken curtains hanging on both sides of which are not very visible in color.

The sunlight that shone in from the curtains was divided into several pieces due to the railings on the windows and fell on the untied floor.

The composition is not good, and you can see the toilet door at the corners, the gray table, the foot of the bed with pants thrown away and the wall with water stains, but the bright golden sunshine in the middle is still eye-catching.

"This one is really good," said Cheng Boyan.

"I also think," Xiang Xi was waiting for Cheng Boyan's evaluation nervously, but he immediately laughed as soon as he heard this, with a smug voice, "But I took pictures about fifty times, and I took pictures for several days. In the afternoon, the dilapidated house was sunny. I rushed back to the cat bed every day after work. This photo was taken at the break that afternoon, and the sun was very bright."

"Just cut the things around here." Cheng Boyan scratched the screen with his fingers.

"How to cut it?" Xiang Xi looked at him, "I was careful not to take pictures of the next one when I first took pictures, but I forgot later."

"I'll help you with it," Cheng Boyan looked at the photo, "Does this one have a name?"

"Name?" Xiang Xi leaned on the back of the chair and thought for a while, and said with a smile, "I woke up in the afternoon and opened my eyes. I saw the light... Is this a name?"

"...I still know the question, that's it." Cheng Boyan nodded and opened the next photo.

This photo was probably taken by standing under the tree and holding her head up with her camera. The leaves were dense and dark. The light shone through the gap between the leaves and a star flashed out.

"This one is called... The leaves are still gray after the rainstorm, but I see the light," Xiang Xi bounced his finger on the table, "How is it?"

"Okay," said Cheng Boyan, "very great."

The next few photos were all dusk, and they should have been taken after get off work. They were all light spots, light spots on the wall, light spots on the ground, and light spots on Xiang Xi’s own legs.

"Stop reading this picture," Xiang Xi poked Cheng Boyan's hand holding the mouse with embarrassment, "I want to pat the scar on my legs this picture."

"I have scars on my legs, but I see the light?" Cheng Boyan asked with a smile.

"No," Xiang Xi said, "from that day on, I saw the light."

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, raised his hand and grabbed it on his head.

Xiang Xi's hair was quite hard, and he stood stubbornly on his head. When he grabbed it, he swept it in his palm and tied it a little, just like him.

"Where are you touching the puppy?" Xiang Xi smiled, "There is something else behind it. The blockbuster I made for Liu Yuanping and Zhao Tong... It's not a blockbuster. This is considered a practice, a blockbuster trailer."

"Let's take a look." Cheng Boyan clicked on the next one.

There are several pictures in the back that are all night, and the characters are all the little couple. One is a girl standing in the door, and the boy standing outside the door, holding the girl's hand. This picture is handled very well. The corridor, which I imagined should be dirty and messy, was hidden in the dark. The door with lights in the picture and the girl smiling in the door look very warm.

"If you hold your hand, I can see the light," Xiang Xi kept watching. "They like this one very much, and asked me to give it to them."

"Put it on the U disk and give it to them." Cheng Boyan opened the drawer and took out an idle U disk.

"Yeah," Xiang Xi was very happy, "Hey, I really can't see anything on the camera. I enlarged it on the computer and thought it was pretty good!"

"It's very good. I didn't expect you to learn so quickly." Cheng Boyan really didn't expect it.

"It's not too fast anymore. You don't know how much I've photographed. I've taken it with me at work. I took it during rest and also took it after get off work. I charged it every day, and deleted it hundreds of times more than these... dozens of times... Anyway, it's so many of them that have been photographed."

"You can take this back and take a look, it should be helpful," Cheng Boyan took the information on the table to him, "If you don't know the words, ask me."

"So many," Xiang Xi lowered his head and flipped through it. "I can probably understand one-tenth of it. I think I can't keep up with my words. I've read all the stories I've been to with my dad...mother's shopping in the supermarket. I've been reading the storybook in English these two days, "Grimm's Fairy Tales."

"Are you tired?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"I'm sure I'm lying to you if I'm not tired," Xiang Xi looked at the information. "I haven't learned anything like this since I grew up. I'm tired and annoyed and I dare not stop."
Chapter completed!