Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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　　 The train started slowly, and the conductor came to deliver hot water once, and the compartment became quiet.

　　 Yang Rui took two more pictures, and then handed the camera to Vance to play with.

As a newspaper editor, VanceInfo likes photography, but I don’t have much contact with good cameras, especially the high-end rangefinder camera such as the Hongqi 20. The photographers who finally get it take good care of themselves, and can only lend it to them. He played for a few minutes, and it was impossible to change a lens.

　　 Yang Rui took out all three lenses, even took out a film, and used Vance randomly.

Although he has a desire to collect, the value-added speed of things like cameras is far behind inflation. Therefore, collecting is only an explanation of consumer desire. Since he has taken it apart and used it, he actually has no hope. Collect it to make money.

　　 Vance was obviously reluctant to think about it. After a while, he sat down with Yang Rui and discussed with him the difference between a wide-angle lens and a standard lens.

　　 Yang Rui replied without a word. Quan is a pastime on the road.

　　 Wen Xiaoman took this opportunity to look at Yang Rui's appearance carefully, and the more he looked, the more attractive he became, and the little heart was beating bang.

　　 She was so satisfied with this journey.

　　 "Why don't you eat the grilled fish?" Ma Lihua gently pushed her daughter.

　　 Wen Xiaoman's face blushed for a moment, and she covered it with her hand, and said, "I don't want to eat anymore."

　　 "I didn't think you liked it just now? What's wrong?"

　　 "It's just... I'm full." Wen Xiaoman actually didn't want to be seen by the beautiful boy on the opposite side as if he didn't want to gobble it up.

　　 Although the grilled fish is delicious, although Wen Xiaoman often ignores his image, Yang Rui, who is dressed in yellow and blue sportswear, is indeed a bit too pretty, far exceeding the deliciousness of grilled fish.

　　 Ma Lihua looked at the remaining half of the grilled fish and shook his head: "You can usually eat two or three bowls of rice. Why do you eat so little today? Are you sick?"

　　 "No...Where is it? Didn't the teacher say that we should keep in shape? We have to prepare for next year's exam." Wen Xiaoman lowered his head deeply, as if repenting for the rice that had been digested over the years.

　　 "This kid..." Ma Lihua looked at the remaining one and a half of the grilled fish, and said: "Old Wen, stop playing, eat the grilled fish while it's hot. This, Xiao Yang, you have one too."

　　 "No, I ate it when I came out." Yang Ruiqian gave in.

　　Ma Lihua really stopped persuading him, and pushed half of the grilled fish to Vance.

　　 "I'll eat later." Vance was too busy playing with the camera.

　　 Ma Lihua had to pick it up and eat it herself. On her right, her husband stared at Yang Rui’s camera, and on her left, her daughter stared at Yang Rui...

　　 Ma Lihua suddenly became vigilant, and knocked her daughter down with her elbow, and said, "You go to www.wuxiaspot.com~, you didn't do your homework."

　　 "I did." Wen Xiaoman was unhappy.

　　 "Read the book when you have done it, have you memorized the score?"

　　 "I'm back."

　　 "Carry the new one."

　　 "Oh." Wen Xiaoman lowered his head, glanced at Yang Rui again, pulled out the music textbook, and hummed silently.

　　 The little girl's tone is very good, and she succeeded in attracting Yang Rui's attention.

　　 This is a very cute little girl. She has very aura of eyes and two pigtails on her head. She is mobile and smart.

　　 To describe it in words that exceed the times, this is simply a cute two-dimensional girl.

　　 "It's not easy to meet such a cute girl in the 1980s." Yang Rui commented secretly, but did not stare at them, and instead opened the wooden box Yao Yue gave him.

　　 The wooden box is quite big, tall and wide. When the first layer is opened, the tenderloin and meatballs are fried into browned yellow, and it smells fragrant.

　　 The second layer is the classic Kung Pao Chicken. The chicken is well-proportioned in size and bright in color.

　　 The third layer uses a small iron lunch box with a note attached to it: pour hot water into the bottom layer to keep the temperature of the food.

The slender handwriting on the 　　 note is exactly the brushwork of Yao Yue that Yang Rui is familiar with.

　　 Yang Rui opened the iron lunch box, which was full of grains of crystal rice.

　　 "Did your partner just give it away?" Ma Lihua asked suddenly.

　　 Yang Rui looked up as if awake, smiled and said nothing.

　　 Wen Xiaoman pouted and asked: "Brother Yang, you are in Peking University, where is she?"

　　 "She is in Hedong University."

　　 "Then it will be hard to meet the two of you in the future?"

　　 Yang Rui smiled noncommittal.

　　 Ma Lihua dragged her daughter and said, "Endorse well and be nosy."

　　 "Didn't you ask first?"

　　 "I can ask, you can't ask."

　　 "dictatorship."

"Yep?"

　　 "Oh, I see." Wen Xiaoman pouted again and lowered his head, but his eyes were shining at Yang Rui.

　　 Yang Rui also felt that she could not ask her any more questions, so he closed the wooden box with a smile, took out the walkman Guan Shen bought for him, put on the headphones, closed his eyes and listened.

　　 Soft music streaming out of the earphones, Vance and Ma Lihua were dumbfounded.

　　 Wen Xiaoman said cheerfully: "It's a Walkman, and Satsuki uses this."

　　 "I remember you said that Xiaoyue's Walkman was brought by her father from abroad?" Vance asked her daughter thoughtfully when she saw that Yang Rui couldn't hear it.

　　 "Yes, put a tape in and you can listen to it while walking, so it's called Walkman." Wen Xiaoman reads music. The conditions of his classmates are all good, and he has seen this new product.

"It's not the same at home. Why do you want to listen while walking? Besides, I don't know if there is a car behind, how dangerous it is." Ma Lihua shook her head dissatisfied and said, "You said foreigners are also interesting, so good. Technology, what is bad, do these things."

　　 "Foreigners think differently from ours." Vance said, and then turned his eyes to the camera.

　　 This kind of opportunity is rare, he wants to see more, ponder, anyway, on the train, idle is also idle.

　　 Yang Rui closed his eyes and listened to Cantonese songs that seemed to be familiar but never heard before, experiencing the wonders of time and space and the quietness of his own.

　　 The train rushed forward bangingly, black smoke billowing out into the blue sky. The snow-white clouds floated gracefully in the sky, seeming to be careless about everything on the ground.

　　 The green trees outside the window appeared and disappeared. The green hills and streams flashed by and appeared again and again. They made the picture monotonous and also made Yang Rui drowsy.

　　 After a short while, the magnetic "Flashing Watermark" tape that had been changed twice automatically stopped. Yang Rui didn't change it again. He turned over and made a uniform and small snoring sound.

　　 "Hey, what do you say about this young man?" Ma Lihua pulled her husband and talked about gossip.

　　 Comrade Wensi gestured to the camera, and said impatiently: "What do you do in charge of people, Hedong is so big, how do I know."

　　 "This is not for you to guess."

　　 "I can't guess."

　　 "Hey, let me ask you, how much is the camera in your hand worth?" Ma Lihua asked in a different way.

　　 Vance had a little interest in chatting, he smiled, and said: "Don't ask how much money, this is Hongqi 20, you can't buy it if you have money."

"How to say?"

　　 "This camera was made in 1970, and it was discontinued in 1979. Do you know why?"

　　 "Why?" Ma Lihua asked cooperatively.

Vance smiled and said, "It's too difficult to do. Look at this lens, this body is all German-like cameras, and they are made better than Germans. These optical glasses are all polished one by one by the master. After it comes out, there will be not many produced in total, and all will be given to the central media."

　　 "Then your company has one more?"

　　 "Aren't we the Beijing Daily? Nearshuiloutai first get the month~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old boy is coming, so he is reluctant to show it. I'm going back this time and I have to talk to him.

　　 "If you can't buy it, how did this guy get it?" Ma Lihua asked the key question.

　　 Wen thought for a while, then shook his head, and said, "Maybe his family lent it to him? Or..."

　　 "I'm anxious when I finish speaking."

　　 "Otherwise, I didn't buy it from Hong Kong." Vance said, shook his head, and said, "No, that's too expensive."

　　 "How expensive?" Ma Lihua was curious about this kind of question.

　　 Vance raised three fingers and said: "More than three thousand Hong Kong dollars, I participated in several exhibitions, but did not sell a few units. Foreigners think it is expensive."

　　 "Three thousand Hong Kong dollars?" Ma Lihua repeated, and quickly grabbed Vance's arm, and said: "You still play with such an expensive thing? Can you afford it if it breaks it? Hurry up and put it back."

　　 "Hey, why do you talk like a photojournalist in our agency..."

　　 "Will you let it go?" Ma Lihua raised the grilled fish on the table.

　　 "Put it, I can't put it." Vance thought aggrieved, put the camera away and put it on the table.

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