I can't get enough to feed you

Ou Shanren was so startled by Ji Xuanyuan's words that he was not full, he slipped and fell under the table. The young man who was counting was named Xie Changqing. Kind of a good old man.

Xie Changqing bluffed and pulled Ou Shanren out from under the table. Ou Shanren knocked his head off the table midway, and a small bag came out.

Ou Shanren touched the bag with hot tears in his eyes. Ji Xuanyuan's eyes were sticking to Meng Xiaojiang's dream, so he only gave a little peripheral vision to Ou Shanren, and asked Ou Shanren perfunctorily and mockingly: "Taoist , why are you crying, yo yo yo, there are tears in your eyes!"

"Crying for your mother's head!" Ou Shanren's eyes were full of tears, "I didn't see that Daoist chief hit a bump on his head, it hurts so much!"

Xie Changqing did not appear here for no reason. He is also a member of the monks' alliance office. He is not very capable, but better than Wang Baobao. His family assets include a street shop - a photo studio.

He has two roles in the Monks Union, one is responsible for organizing files, and the other is that when the organization needs to take pictures, he is the photographer.

The forms filled by Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang required a two-inch photo without hat. Ou Shanren directly approached Xie Changqing. Xie Changqing has a good temper, and Daoist Ou also has a good temper. Naturally, he will not shirk.

Ji Xuanyuan ate a meal for an hour, ate 10 bowls of food in 48 minutes, drank a bowl of soup slowly in 10 minutes, and finally ended with a sentence that filled a gap between his teeth, which shocked Ou Shanren to make an oath immediately—— If you invite Ji Xuanyuan to dinner again, he will write his name upside down.

The place to take pictures is in the small garden behind the Chinese and Western Building of the Monks Alliance. The garden is sunny at noon and there are several benches. Ask him to take a few more photos of his life.

Xie Changqing took a tripod, a Leica camera, and was very serious. In front of the camera, Xie Changqing shouted: "Come on, one, two, three eggplants!"

There was a pop, a burst of sparks and a flashing light. Meng Xiaojiang was wearing a three-piece suit with a dignified expression on his face. Xie Changqing poked his head out from behind the camera and shouted: "Brother Jiang, don't be nervous. Just smile and laugh." , look at your dignified expression, this is a posthumous photo!"

This is the first time Meng Xiaojiang has been photographed. It is very strange. He heard that the facial muscles swayed around, and finally fixed on a fake smile with a fake smile. After a burst of sparks, Meng Xiaojiang took Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan's mouthful of white teeth was very beautiful. After the shooting, Meng Xiaojiang ran to Xie Changqing's side and waited for Ou Shanren to look at the camera with his big head.

"What's the reason?" Meng Xiaojiang was really curious. He had seen photos with Zhang Mingyuan before, and thought it was amazing. How could he print people?

Xie Changqing cheerfully explained the principle of imaging to Meng Xiaojiang. Meng Xiaojiang tilted his head and was confused. Ji Xuanyuan was basking in the sun with his legs crossed not far from the tripod. Ou Shanren is also willing to pay for a photo of himself.

Ji Xuanyuan spread out on the chair, Ou Shanren changed clothes like a woman, Ji Xuanyuan wondered if the old man was putting on makeup by the way, he squinted, the sun's sunlight was exactly the same as it was thousands of years ago, the world of the world was under the cycle of the sun and the moon , to be able to turn upside down like this.

Ji Xuanyuan thinks that this era is good, cars, photos, and cream cake biscuit soda are all good things, but this world is not good.

As soon as he put his foot down, he stepped on the ground with a crunch, and a puff of black smoke made a soundless scream, and the smoke dispersed in the sun.

Ji Xuanyuan looked down quietly, silently, there were too many dead people in this world, and the world could no longer absorb so much resentment.

This is the best era, this is the worst world, the reincarnation of a thousand years, this time he has bumped into another troubled world.

Ou Shanren came late, not only came alone, but Su Daji and Bai Zhu followed, Baobao Wang had disappeared, and no one cared where he went.

Meng Xiaojiang stared at Ou Shanren, left and right, Ou Shanren smiled and showed off his new Taoist robe kindly: "Little friend, do you think my Taoist robe looks good?"

Meng Xiaojiang looked up and down, but didn't realize that Daoist Ou's Taoist robe was changed by his mother?This is exactly the same as the previous one!

Ji Xuanyuan strolled over from the bench, grinned his white teeth, and gave a thumbs up: "Looks good, Taoist priest's Taoist robe is really energetic!"

"Brother Xuanyuan knows the goods!" Ou Shanren smiled and his eyes became slits, Xie Changqing scratched his head and urged: "Ou Daoist, let's start shooting when we are ready, I have been waiting for you for a long time, Daoist, you Have you really changed your clothes? I can’t see it!”

Ou Shanren was not angry either, he dragged Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang to stand in front of the camera, straightened the collar of his robe, stroked his beard, and then conjured up his own whisk, put it in the crook of his arm, and directed Ji Xuanyuan with a smile He and Meng Xiaojiang stood on both sides of him.

Xie Changqing buried his head behind the camera, and felt more and more that Ou Shanren had the confidence to take pictures with Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang. His old face was really set off to make him look even older!

Su Daji was also very curious about what this photo was, stood aside and watched in a murmur, communicated with Bai Zhu, and was willing to pay to thank Chang Qing for taking some photos of her.

Xie Changqing simply asked these five people to stand up and take a group photo of the big reunion, and after the photo, he started to take personal photos of these procrastinating chicken feathers.

At the end of the photo, everyone formed freely. Ji Xuanyuan grabbed Meng Xiaojiang with sharp eyes and quick hands. Two people, one tall and one short, stood in front of the camera.

Meng Xiaojiang turned his eyes to the camera, and Ji Xuanyuan's hand on his shoulder was not only a hand, but also made his heart slam like a deer. Eyes closed, a little tear was flashed.