Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 181 Token
When she walked out of the cubicle, Zhong Xilu felt a little weak, and her face was still flushed.

“Is taking a photo booth so exciting?”

Although this idea was proposed by her, and I heard that this is very suitable for couples to do together, but... they are too close!

The boss came over to print and cut, looked at the whole set of pictures, and said with a smile: "This set you took is the best set I have taken since I opened the shop."

"Can you leave one for me to use as a template? I won't charge you any money."

"No!" Zhong Xilu said without hesitation.

Each one is very precious!
"Okay." The boss was a little disappointed.

Zhong Xilu called Bai Yang over to share the photos: "There are nine in total. I'll take five and you take four."

"Why not just print two sets? And why do you have one more than me?" Bai Yang was dissatisfied.

"Two sets are not unique!" Zhong Xilu said stubbornly: "This is an odd number, you can't just cut one in half, right?"

"I think it's feasible." Bai Yang chuckled, "Just like a keepsake, half for each of us."

Zhong Xilu: "Is it childish?"

Despite her complaints, she still chose carefully: "Which one should I cut? They all look good."

"This is it." Bai Yang pointed to the photo that was closest to the two of them.

The girl's face was full of shyness, while the boy had a faint smile on his lips, which looked a bit naughty.

Even Bai Yang, as the person involved, couldn't help but sigh that this photo was too youthful.

"This is the best one!" Zhong Xilu's eyes widened: "How dare you destroy it?"

"Just because it's the best one, it's worth half as much as one person." Bai Yang picked out the photo and picked up the scissors.

"Wait..." Zhong Xilu asked, "How are you going to cut it? Left to right or up and down?"

"There's no difference, right?" Bai Yang asked casually.

"Of course there is a difference!" Zhong Xilu said seriously: "If you cut it vertically, wouldn't it become a single person photo?"

Also, there is a feeling of being separated.

It was obviously so hard to take these photos, they are the most intimate ones.

"Then cut it horizontally." Bai Yang quickly and neatly cut it with the scissors.

Then he was stunned for a moment.

The upper part shows the boy and girl face to face, looking very youthful, while the lower part is just half of the body with unclear meaning.

Zhong Xilu quickly grabbed the top half and said with a grin, "This half belongs to me."

Bai Yang: "Comrade Xiao Zhong, you are the childish one, right?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

After so much trouble, it was almost time for evening self-study. The two returned home with a full load. Zhong Xilu was in a good mood and hummed a little tune along the way.

"Xiaobai, you must keep that half of the photo." She walked lightly, turned her head and looked at Bai Yang, smiling: "You said that it was a keepsake."

"Since it's a keepsake, it must symbolize something, right?" Bai Yang said with a smile, "For example, when the two halves of the photo are put together, the treasure can be revealed."

"What treasure?" Zhong Xilu was stunned.

I couldn't help but think of a description Bai Yang had given himself before.

Treasure girl.

His eyes suddenly wandered.

Bai Yang didn't notice Zhong Xilu's strange behavior, and said expectantly, "For example, can I exchange a golden alliance with you?"

Zhong Xilu: “.”

I was so naive to expect this guy to say something good. "The Silver Alliance is fine too." Bai Yang persisted.

"You wish!" Zhong Xilu quickened his pace, "Go to your Cultural Building! I have to go to evening self-study!"

The little girl ran quite fast and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yang stood there and smiled, took out the half of the photo of unknown meaning, thought about it, and put it in the deepest part of his wallet.

The first painting practice class in the second semester of high school.

"Good evening, Fishball."

Bai Yang sat next to Chun Yuwan skillfully.

"Where's Mr. Luo? He didn't come to the first class?"

Chun Yuwan raised her head and said softly, "It seems like a friend is coming to visit. Please come slowly."

"Friend?" Bai Yang nodded, opened the paint box, and then said with a bitter expression: "It's all done!"

"I haven't painted for a whole winter vacation, so it must be dry." Chun Yuwan smiled slightly: "Maybe it can be used after soaking it in some water."

"It's almost as good as watercolor if it's usable." Bai Yang closed the paint box: "Forget it, let's just do a sketch today."

"I still owe you a promise to be a model." Chun Yuwan said suddenly.

"How could I forget that?" Bai Yang chuckled, "But it would be a bit of a waste to use it in the studio."

Chun Yuwan was stunned for a moment: "If you don't use it in the studio, then how do you want to use it?"

"Let's wait until the weather warms up."

Bai Yang leaned over and lowered his voice: "When the time comes, I will draw you wearing ancient costume."

He also emphasized: "I want that wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress."

Chun Yuwan blushed slightly and glared at him in feigned anger: "Bai Yang, you are asking for too much!"

"My greatest strength is that I will grab opportunities as soon as they come!" Bai Yang clenched his fists: "You promised me anyway."

Chun Yuwan opened her mouth, unable to refute for a moment, and finally could only squeeze out a sentence: "Then you owe me one too."

"You can draw me however you want. I'm at your mercy." Bai Yang looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Chun Yuwan: ".Let's talk about it later."

She is rather thin-skinned and really can't do anything to Bai Yang in this regard.

Bai Yang pasted the sketch paper again and took the rare opportunity to sketch a still life with everyone.

Although his basic skills are solid, the practice of sketching still life is not without effect. When it comes to painting, even famous painters cannot avoid painting still life occasionally.

The three-dimensional sense gradually appears on the paper, and time passes quickly.

It was more than halfway through the evening when Teacher Luo finally arrived.

In addition to her, there was also a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.

His hair is very long and curly, and his clothes are a bit gray. He looks very artistic, if you use a high EQ, but sloppy, if you use a low EQ, too.

"This is Teacher Zeng."

Facing everyone's curious gazes, Mr. Luo introduced: "He happened to be returning to Xiangdong County and came to see you by the way."

Then he added, "His studio is in the imperial capital, and is mainly responsible for the training of art students."

Bai Yang understood immediately, so this was the teacher he would follow when he went to the capital?

Art students are of course free to choose the studio for training. It does not mean they have to follow the teacher's arrangements. However, if there is no problem with their level, they will of course prefer to choose a relatively familiar studio and stay with familiar classmates.

The key point is, is the level of this sloppy, long-haired man in front of us worth traveling thousands of miles to the capital to join him?
(End of this chapter)