Chapter 3: Emperor

On the weekend, the administrative building was empty. He Bai followed the memory to Xu Rongrong's office. When the door was open, the probe went in and looked.
"The probe looks like a brain." The serious old man sitting behind the window at the desk took off his glasses, put down the washed photos in his hand, and waved at him. "Come here, sit there." Front chair.
He Bai’s mouth curled up, blinked and smiled at him. He ran in the past and sat down. He leaned over his arm and placed it on the table. The rounded eyes were slightly enlarged, and the dimples on his left face were looming.
Good morning, teacher. Have you had breakfast yet?"
Xu Rongrong glanced at his eyelids and glanced at him. He pressed the photo under his arm and snorted. "Less sell it, I saw the mail you sent yesterday, and the remake job is good."
The smile on He Bai’s face increased.
"So you give me a good explanation. Since you have the ability to take a photo, why did you make a set of photos that deviated from the theme, poorly imaged, and overshadowed."
The smile on He Bai’s face was stiff, and the teacher was waiting here.
"Don't talk? OK, you slowly want to excuse, I am not in a hurry."
"..."
He was sighed at the age of thirty-three, and his memory was not very good. He recalled the feeling of a blue sky and the amount of deposits in the card when he got the zero score in the same year. He looked at the eyebrows and was very honest. "I am not right, I am poor, I am stupid."
Xu Yurong leaned back into the back of the chair and watched him perform quietly.
"The weather was bad on the day of the homework. The camera I borrowed had a little problem... Of course! This is not the reason for my perfunctory homework! The mistake is wrong, the teacher is sorry, I have failed your teaching!" After bowing his head, he was a little pitiful.
Xu Rongrong waited, waited for his following, looked at his head and asked, "Is this finished?"
He Bai looked up, blinked, and looked away from the plastic flower inserted in the vase. He carefully asked, "Would you like me to sin?"
The atmosphere is a bit stagnate.
Xu Rongrong put on the reading glasses and looked down at the photo under his arm. He loosened his mouth and said, "Give you the grade, you can."
There was a flash of money in the eyes of He Bai.
"Take another set of homework again." Xu Rongrong took a photo and put it in front of him. He gently clicked. "This level, five sets, two sets of ten, sent to me next weekend." Mailbox."
He Bai looked down at the photo and then widened his eyes.
Di, autumn, crane!
This is not the photo he took when he accidentally pressed the shutter! When did you put it in your homework? ! However, this photo is really good, from the bottom up view, the lower part of the composition, the full light of the sun, the handsome model standing on the side of the lens... perfect!
"Do you know where this photo is?"
He returned to God, some guilty, "is... composition?"
Xu Rongrong glanced at him and shook his head. He spread out the other photos pressed under his arm and put them all in front of him. They clicked one by one. "This is the homework you made up. The theme is 'people'. You took pictures of children, girls, couples, old people, scavengers, and this young man. From the composition point of view, the child is the best shot of you. From the perspective of light and shadow processing, the scavenger should get the full score. From the point of view, the old man is very bright. In short, this young man is the worst in technical processing."
The photo that was pressed was of course bad. He Bai seriously expressed his feelings. "Please ask the teacher to solve it." In the photography, he had already achieved a little achievement before he was born again, but he is good at geographical scenery. People can't do it. Contrary to him, before becoming a teacher, Teacher Xu Rongrong was a very good journalist and documentary master. He was good at capturing the joys and sorrows of small people. His style was self-contained and he had a high status in photography.
There are still many things he needs to learn in front of the older generation of masters.
Xu Rongrong saw that he finally got up the spirit, nodded secretly in his heart, and took a stack of washed photos from the drawer sideways and laid them on top of the previous set of photos. "This is the week you paid. Homework, the theme is 'Jing'. When I first saw this set of photos, I was amazing. Skills, composition, light and shadow processing, and intention... All aspects are perfect, and the collision of visual effects is almost instantaneous. He Bai, I don’t know where your sudden progress came from, but from this set of photos, you have your own style and skills in the scenery, I can’t teach. What are you doing?"
"Teacher..." He Bai is a little embarrassed.
"So I decided that in the future, your photography assignments will be separated from other students. The main character is the person. My private sponsored equipment will give you two sets of homework a week. I will give you the approval."
"……what?"
Xu Yurong frowned. "How, I will open a small stove for you, are you not happy?"
The photography master's small stove, photography and video professional students can't ask for money. He has a photography result only used by the journalism students who can barely work and can work normally. And also privately sponsored equipment... the sky is falling!
"Happy!" He excitedly held the table, his mouth could not control his cock, and squeezed out the small dimple on his left face. "Thank you teacher! I will study hard!"
Private sponsored equipment = no need to go to school to borrow = save money = tuition can be done as soon as possible = can eat meat! Teacher Xu is simply his reborn parents!
"Yeah." Compared to his excitement, Xu Rongrong nodded only and insisted on a camera bag placed on the door of the door. He waved his hand. "Well, take the camera and take it away." Remember, five sets and two sets of ten. If I am not satisfied, I need to retake it. Go."
He Bai nodded and nodded and picked up the camera bag and left.
Xu Yurong waited for him to take off his reading glasses, carefully collected the photos on the table, and showed a light smile on his serious face. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of his old friend. "Ginger, I Found a good seedling..."
On the streets where people come and go, He Bai holds the camera and knows that he has fallen into the pit.
During this office trip, he got the following three results: First, the results have not changed; Second, the homework changed from one week to two sets a week, or the person who is least good at himself; Third, Teacher Xu lost him. A question, and did not tell him the answer, when he remembered to call and ask in the past, he only got an inscrutable "self-understanding".
It’s too pitted, so where is the photo of Di Qiuhe?
He wiped his face, picked up the camera, and pointed the camera at the crowd.
Another week passed, the old comrade He Bai, who approved the tender skin, gradually adapted to college life, because he couldn’t remember what part-time he had done in the past. He simply turned over the mobile phone address book and found all the phones that were suspected to be part-time units. I played it again and quit all the work.
On Saturday, he frowned from the office and took a camera and took a school bus.
Skills are enough, but I didn't catch the soul, remake - this is the comment given by Teacher Xu after he showed his homework this week.
Didn't catch the soul... He frowned and stared at the photo of Di Qiuhe, whose color was somewhat distorted on the screen of his mobile phone, and almost looked at his eyes as a cross-eyed eye.
Did this photo capture the soul of Di Qiuhe? Isn't it a handsome point, the legs are a little longer, and the neck line that is slightly lowered when looking down is better than others? But this guy's hand seems to look good, and the eyelashes are long...
The brain flashed through the eyes of the other party without any emotions. He looked up and looked at the side face of Di Qiuhe in the photo. It’s a strange person, obviously has a pair of gentle eyes, but when you look at people, it’s so indifferent, too contradictory... Wait, contradictory?
Suddenly, the bus suddenly stopped, and he hugged the front seat back to stabilize the body that was rushing forward, and looked up in the exclamation of the passengers.
"Sorry, a puppy suddenly rushed out." The chunky middle-aged driver raised his voice and apologized, nervous explanation. The passengers stopped complaining and said that they were all right, and the car gradually recovered its previous state.
He Bai sat in a position just to see the driver's half face from the rearview mirror. He looked at the other wrinkled but full of warm eyes, raised the camera conditionedly, and did not care about the composition of the light and shadow. I felt the shutter pressed.
Rubbing.
He longed out the gas, put the camera back in the bag, got up and walked to the back door, and waited for the bus to stop at the next stop.
...and then look up.
"Di, autumn, crane!"
It’s really a narrow road, although the other person wears a mask and a hat, and covers his face with a strict, but this figure, this big leg, he looked at the photo of this person for a few days before he was born again, if Admitted to his live broadcast!
Di Qiuhe, who took the supermarket bag and passed the bus stop, stopped and looked over.
The two met with each other, paused for two seconds, and then ran tacitly and ran away - shouting an actor's name in a crowded place, it was a big death!
Turning one after the other into an alley, after confirming that no one was behind, the two stopped and leaned against the wall to gasp.
"True, really exciting..." He Bai wiped his sweat, and his heart was full of sorrow. "You, you not only took two works, although you got the movie, but the nationality is not high, how, how many fans, so on the road Just a bunch of scorpions ran a group..."
Di Qiuhe leaned his head against the wall, took off his mask and took a steady breath, bowed his head and took a bottle of mineral water from the supermarket bag and handed it over, "Give."
The low voice of the microsports after exercise, and terrible.
He Bai rubbed his ears, glanced at the slender fingers he held the water bottle, thanked him and took it, unscrewed and drank a big mouth.
"I have just moved in here for two days." Di Qiuhe stood up straight and suddenly opened his mouth.
He Bai wondered to see him.
"Your business is good."
"?"
"I found my new place so quickly."
"??"
"Don't follow me, I have been refrigerated by the emperor, and you can't send out my news."
"..."
Di Qiuhe was facing him sideways. He stepped forward and looked at him slightly. He suddenly smiled. "Are you adult? Go back to school. The paparazzi is not a good job. If you want to be a reporter, you can try it. After taking the university, I will open my own studio and welcome you to apply.
He said that he took out a business card and handed it to him.
He Bai was stunned.
This person... seems to be a little different from what he imagined.
In the last life, he didn't pay much attention to the news of the entertainment industry. He could know that the name of Di Qiuhe was because Tai Qiuhe was too famous. The classic TV dramas and movies played in the summer program accounted for more than half of them. He had seen an interview with the other party by chance. Now, I only remember that this person is very intimate, and many of the big men in the circle are his friends, and he is highly respected. But who will take it seriously, maybe it's a routine, the essence of the entertainment circle, but the people who set up the gorgeous idols.
Until the moment when he photographed the other party’s photo, his impression of this person was only on the level of
very successful actor
. But now, because of a smile, the stereotype of this person in his mind suddenly became alive.
"Why don't you talk?" Di Qiuhe saw that he didn't pick up the business card, his fingers moved, and he slowly retracted and hung his eyes. "Is it that I can't open the studio in the future? Also, I am now refrigerated and I look at it." I am going to finish..."
The tone of self-discipline, the gentle smile in the eyes is obscured, and seems to have restored the appearance of the first sight.
He Bai returned to God, frowned, and his mind flashed over the blurred figure of the other party when he fell down. He hesitated, bowed his pocket from his pocket and handed it over seriously. "I am not a paparazzi, it is a big Q news department. The second student, and your two encounters are just accidental. In addition, you will not be finished, in the future, you will take back more than a dozen movie trophies, set up your own company, stand in the top position of the entertainment circle, overlook all Those who have once despised you. Di Qiuhe, you will succeed."
This time, Di Qiuhe was stunned. In a few days, he was in a bad mood. The unscrupulous stepmother and the two stupid children she had made him very bored, so he took the initiative to cut off the relationship with his father, gave up his inheritance, and let his stepmother refrigerate himself. I picked my father’s heart to the extreme.
The plan was very successful, he gained a brief silence and freedom, but the imaginary peace of mind did not come.
The road has been cut off, but the road ahead is lost. Sometimes he also doubts whether he will succeed in such a desperate attempt. Except for the two younger siblings, stepmother and half-brother, all who saw him praised him, and the gentle skin he wore seduce goodwill. But that's all. In the face of interests, goodwill can only let those people not fall into the limelight when they are in the doldrums. As for the charity in the snow? It doesn't exist at all.
When I first saw this puppy, he thought that the other person was the trap that his stupid sister had arranged, so he habitually hangs the harmless camouflage, does not give the other party any chance to catch his own handle, and then The limited contact touched the other side's good feelings and shaken the other's position.
He is a natural actor, and all his performance is impeccable. However, this time he is miscalculated. The audience watching his performance is really just an accidental passing audience. He also generously gave his best response to his performance. .
"Do you think I will succeed?" He took the card handed over from the other side, glanced at the student information above, and raised his eyebrows. The gentle eyebrows suddenly shed a sigh of evil. "Are you a fan of me? Or a fan?"
He Bai blinked, seeing the other party or the gentle look, doubting for two seconds, then smashing the heart of the sense of violation in the heart, and returning, "Yes, you will succeed." As for the fans This kind of question that will make both sides embarrassed is still not answered.
When Di Qiuhe looked at his delicate eyebrows and the small dimples that were looming on his left face when he spoke, his mood suddenly improved. He put the card in his pocket and waved at him. "Thank you for your encouragement. Goodbye."
"There is a chance to wait... Wait." He Bai shouted and yelled at each other, and thought about it, "Is it a movie, fortune teller?"