God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 240 A Piao’s Adventure 2
In today's society with advanced technology, the SLR camera she bought uses internal storage, and the photos she takes can be exported for storage, and there is no need to specially develop them into photos.

Therefore, her aunts and colleagues have become her models, and they will also say a few words about whether the shots are good or not, and Yuan Zhenzhen will improve.

Over time, not only has her shooting skills improved, but her communication with people seems to have improved a lot.She is no longer so lonely, and she will smile when she meets people. She really doesn't know what to say, so she tries to be a listener.

Gradually, she stopped taking pictures of people all the time, and she began to learn to take pictures of landscapes. On the day of the weekend, she would take the bus on the back of the camera and go to the suburban park for several hours.

One shot lasts most of the day, however, the current social pollution is very serious, especially in winter, the sky is full of smog, and the blue sky rarely appears.

The photos taken were all gray and looked very lifeless.

She started to learn PS, but she was still holding on to the book and gnawed madly. The second-hand computer she bought in college to hand in homework was also dug out from under the bottom box.

It can still be used when connected to the power supply, but it is a bit difficult to install PS.

After a lot of effort, she installed a cracked version, but as soon as she turned on the whole computer, it started to buzz, and the chassis was so hot that she dared not touch it.

In this way, she is familiar with all the above functions, and can use some simple numerical adjustments to turn a gray-looking landscape into a vibrant one.

In this way, she has been working in that supermarket for almost a year, and she finally plucked up the courage to find a job as a photographer from the Internet.

On the day of the interview, she was still carrying the SLR that had been with her for almost a year.

As soon as she took it out, she was ridiculed. She didn't say a word, and randomly ordered a waiter to be a model. The simplest white set, but she took a tall and artistic portrait.

In her photography angle, there seems to be no concept of flaws, whether it is a side face or a front face, it is just right.

Moreover, her SLR does not have a beauty function, and purely relies on lighting effects and zooming to produce a hazy skin smoothing effect.

She didn't say a word, but made the shopkeeper make a decision on the spot and asked her to be a photographer.

Her salary also rose from less than [-] to [-] in an instant, which was a qualitative leap.

When she had enough money to pay off her student loans and meals, she bought another high-end computer, re-downloaded the genuine PS, and began to formally learn photo editing techniques.

Not only that, but she also learned hand-painting, bought a stack of paper and pens, and practiced every day. Three years later, her hand-painted works created with PS attracted a large number of fans on the Internet as soon as they were released.

She became an Internet celebrity, and even opened her own hand-painting studio. Her life seemed to be on the right track at last. When things started going smoothly, she had a car accident.

Yuan Zhenzhen didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, she drifted aimlessly, occasionally curious, since there are ghosts in this world, why is there no impermanence in black and white?

Isn't there someone who is responsible for seducing souls?

On this day, when she drifted past a mental hospital and passed through a room, she was suddenly stopped.

"Hey, how did you do it?"

She paused, and looked at the source of the sound. It was a seven or eight-year-old boy.

He's good-looking, with long eyelashes and a slightly baby-fat face, but he's wearing an inappropriate psychiatric suit.

"Ask you something, why don't you speak?"

"Hey, I'm sick again." As soon as the little boy finished speaking, a nurse in a white hat came in with a syringe.

The little boy seemed very afraid, and quickly got into the quilt to cover himself tightly.

She was a little curious, could this little boy see her?Also because of this curiosity, she didn't leave, but still stood where she was.

Seeing the little boy being lifted out of the quilt by the nurse and giving him a severe injection, he cried, wow, and couldn't care about her anymore.

The nurse left again, and she couldn't help but walk to the little boy's bed, "Don't cry."

The little boy didn't listen to her, and was still crying. His half of his buttocks was still exposed. She glanced at it casually, and it was already bruised and purple, and there were more than ten needle holes on it. Obviously, he had been hit like this more than once. .

After waiting for a while, he finally cried enough, and began to look at her curiously again, "How did you do it?"

"what?"

"Fly up from the ground, and you can get out without pushing the door." The little boy wiped away his tears and asked her.

She seemed to understand why this child was locked up in a mental hospital.

"I'm a ghost, not a human being," she replied.

"What are ghosts? What are people?"

She didn't want to explain at first, but seeing his wide-eyed look of eagerness to learn, she still explained to him.

"You are a human being, and the person who gave you the injection just now is also a human being, and ghosts are the souls of people after death, which cannot be seen or touched by ordinary people. Ghosts have no substance, just like this."

She reached out and touched his hair, and she was able to touch him. She couldn't help being stunned, it's unscientific.

"What are you doing? Ghost."

She shook her head, "I'm not called a ghost, I'm Yuan Zhenzhen."

"Oh, my name is Cheng Linyu." The little boy introduced himself.

She nodded, "If you don't want to get an injection, you can pretend that you can't see me in the future, and you should also pretend that you can't see other ghosts that can float like me."

"But I can clearly see it. The teacher clearly said that lying is wrong."

The little boy's retort made her sneer, "You were locked up in this place because you saw things that others couldn't see."

"If you don't pretend you can't see, you could be locked up here for the rest of your life."

I don't know if the little boy listened to what she said, but he didn't say a word to her. Even if she passed by again, he would not see her.

Yuan Zhenzhen glanced at him, it was rare to find someone who could communicate normally, and she floated out along the wall again.

I don't know how long it has passed, anyway, Yuan Zhenzhen feels that it has been a long time, she is like a lonely ghost floating in this world, no one remembers her, and no one can see her.

She once tried to find those who could do fortune-telling to have a look, even if she was taken away, it would be fine, as it would be boring to float like this.

However, no one could see her. Except for the little boy, she didn't know whether it was bad luck, all the people she met were poor and poor, or those people had not cultivated their skills well.

When she floated past a commercial building again, she suddenly felt something fall, and she was wondering, but she recognized at a glance that the person who fell was the little boy she had seen.

Now he has grown up a lot, about twelve or thirteen years old, so much time has passed?Her action was faster than her reaction, and she rushed directly into the air to catch him who was falling down.

(End of this chapter)