After rebirth, I want to stay away from bamboo horses

Woohoo~ Zhen Xin, who used to only take photos of herself, clearly said she wanted to be her own photographer, how could she take photos of others now?

Qin Shuo felt depressed and felt so angry that he wanted to throw away the telescope in his hand.

What did you see with this broken telescope? It’s so unlucky!

Qin Shuo casually threw the telescope into the boy's arms. Seeing that Qin Shuo's face was getting worse, the boy took aim and quickly reached out to pick it up. Only then did he not lose an "antique" telescope that had been used for almost three years.

Qin Shuo directly picked up his schoolbag and returned home without looking back.

As soon as Meng Liang finished the game, he wiped his sweat, ran straight to Zhen Xin, and said slightly apologetically: "Long wait."

"No, it's okay." Zhen Xin said, taking a bottle of mineral water from her schoolbag and handing it to him.

"Thank you." Meng Liang took it, opened it, and took a few sips.

"Return your mobile phone to you." Zhen Xin handed him the mobile phone and opened the photo album to show the photos he just took. "These are the photos I just took, but the people standing next to you are all people. I’m always blocking you. A mobile phone is not as good as a camera, and it can’t blur the background, so the pictures aren’t particularly good. I don’t know if I got a picture that you’re satisfied with?”

"As long as it's taken by you, I'm satisfied. I believe in your skills!" Meng Liang took the phone and flipped through the photos with his fingers. "Well, the photos are indeed very good. Zhen Xin, thank you!"

Meng Liang selfishly wanted to ask Zhen Xin to watch his game, but he didn't know how to ask, so he found an excuse to ask Zhen Xin to help take pictures. He thought Zhen Xin would not agree, but he not only agreed ...The shots were pretty good.

"You're welcome. It's rare to participate in a sports meeting, so you should take photos as a souvenir! Looking back at the photos in the future, I will remember my youth!"

"Hey, yes." Looking at the photo, you will not only remember whose hand it is from, but also remember this moment and this scene.

"I should take some more pictures of you receiving awards, but when you compete in the finals tomorrow, I might be in the long-distance running inspection, so I won't be able to take pictures for you."

"It doesn't matter, these photos are enough." Meng Liang said with a smile, "If I finish the final early tomorrow, I can take some pictures for you, but my photography skills are really bad, I hope you don't dislike it."

"It doesn't matter, I don't actually need it." People have already died once, and it doesn't matter whether they take photos or not. Bearish.

In the last life, Zhen Xin took many photos of Qin Shuo, some of him crossing the pole with his back, some of him sprinting across the finish line in a relay race, some of him standing on the podium with a smile to accept the award, and there was something about him at the sports meeting Zhen Xin captured almost all of his wonderful moments.

It's a pity that these photos were later thrown away by Qin Shuo or were buried in a corner collecting dust. Zhen Xin has never seen them and has no idea.

"By the way, when I was looking through the photos I just took, I accidentally came across a photo of me. The photo was pretty good. In fact, your photography skills are pretty good."

Meng Liang thought of the photo he saved from Qin Shuo's circle of friends at noon and was pointed out by Zhen Xin. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Ah... I didn't take that one. When you were dancing in the morning, I sent Kong Xiuzhu to the infirmary." Sorry, I didn’t get to see you dance live. This photo was transferred from Qin Shuo’s circle of friends. Originally, this was your photo, so I should have asked you, but I was outside the school at that time, so when I got back I forgot to ask, sorry."

"Qin Shuo's circle of friends? Did you post my photo? What kind of circle of friends is it?" Zhen Xin caught the keyword "Qin Shuo" and asked curiously.

Meng Liang remembered that Zhen Xin didn't bring his mobile phone, so he turned over his mobile phone and searched for a long time but couldn't find Qin Shuo's status. Then he clicked on the avatar and found out tragically that he seemed to have been blocked...

Qin Shuo didn't play in the afternoon, didn't ask for leave from the teacher, and went home directly. As soon as he returned to the house, he threw his schoolbag on the ground and opened the computer that he hadn't touched for a long time.

These days, he is very busy studying, scrambling against every second, and he doesn't even play his favorite game!

Just so that I can do better in the midterm exam, have more choices, and sit closer to Zhen Xin.

But Zhen Xin was sitting very close to Meng Liang, and now they were getting closer and closer.

Even if you take pictures for Meng Liang, you won’t even take pictures for him! He, who has been growing up for many years, seems to be a dispensable existence. Qin Shuo is furious!

Especially, today he inexplicably discovered that he might actually like Zhen Xin a little bit?

The kind of love that makes you want to hold him in your arms and never let go!

She wants to monopolize his dance moves, take them home and hide them secretly from others!

I don’t want to see him getting close to other boys or girls!

Realizing that the brotherly love he had always upheld in the past seemed to have gone bad today, Qin Shuo himself was also shocked. The more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became!

The lingering figure of Zhen Xin always pops up in his mind. After several games in a row, he was killed several times in a row. Teammates who used to play games together saw the support's successive defeats today and sent messages one after another. greeting.

"Qin Shimingyue, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"Qin Shimingyue, is it you? Or are the children at home logging into your account and playing?"

Qin Shuo was speechless. Unexpectedly, his mood was bad, and his gaming skills had also declined!

Before going to bed at night, Qin Yuan, who had not been in contact for a long time, suddenly sent a message to Qin Shuo.

Old Man: Son, what are you doing?

Qin Shuo's heart tightened. He had been quite peaceful at school recently and asked himself whether he had caused any trouble. Today at the school sports meeting, I participated in several competitions and all advanced to the finals. I just went home without taking a leave note in the afternoon. It doesn’t make sense. Why did the teacher call me to complain about this issue?

Since the children grew up and their consumption increased, and they had bank cards at the age of sixteen, Qin Yuan would have a headache every time the teacher called to complain.

Usually if he couldn't control Qin Shuo, he would stop Qin Shuo's card. The suspension lasted for less than half a month. The New Year's money that Qin Shuo had saved since childhood was basically wiped out by every card suspension operation in the past two years.

Sometimes life is hard and I want to buy a game console, so I can only go to the old house to pretend to be pitiful and ask for comfort, and then collect some wool and come back to spend money.

Qin Shuo typed tentatively and asked.

Qin Shiye: Getting ready to go to bed. What does your boss want from me at night?

Old man: Is the photo you posted on Moments today Xin Xin?

Qin Shuo was depressed, alas...why did he forget to block his old man? It was really...

Qin Shiye: Yes, what's wrong?

Old man: I didn’t expect that this child Xin Xin, who usually looks quiet and quiet, is quite energetic when dancing. This photo was taken very well and is very photogenic!