The day after returning from taking snow scenes on the Badaling Great Wall, Shen Bao washed out the photos and sent a sample book along with the previous one, asking Niu Liang to come over and see it. Niu Liang drove to the very visual photography studio, saw the sample book, read it, and praised it repeatedly: "Good shooting! Good shooting! It's exactly the same as I imagined! It's just that there is no album!"

Shen Bao smiled and said: "You take it back first and take a closer look at what else is wrong, what needs to be modified, I will change it again, and then send a formal report and contact Brother Ren to publish the album." ”

"Okay!" Niu Liang said with a smile, and then took out a wad of hundred-dollar bills from his money bag, "I paid the money too." ”

Shen Bao: "It's not over yet, don't you pay." ”

Niu Liang: "This is basically over, it's time to pay!"

Shen Bao: "Our rule is that when the official delivery is made, one hand will deliver the goods and the other hand will pay. ”

Niu Liang smiled and said: "You are still so regular! But I have already brought the money, as a good friend, I know that you need capital turnover, so take it first!"

Shen Bao Zhengse said: "As a good friend, I understand your kindness! However, the bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, friends return to friends, and business belongs to business, I can't break my rules and break my credit! You better take it back first, okay?"

Niu Liang didn't expect Shen Bao to say such a thing, his heart was suddenly full of respect, and he said excitedly: "It's really a pleasure to make you a friend! I only now understand what a gentleman's friendship is! A clear friend is down-to-earth and kind! Okay, I'll take it back first!"

When he came back from the car in the evening, Niu Liang picked up the sample set and looked at it again. He felt that every photo was exactly what he wanted, and his heart was full of happiness, and he couldn't fault it. Gradually, he became even more whimsical, and looking at these photos, there seemed to be an idea surging in his heart. I couldn't help but pick up the pen and notebook, and wrote the text while looking at the photos, and began to create the accompanying text of "Haosang's Brother Photo Album".

He looked at the picture of his birth, chubby little ball of meat, ugly and cute, and couldn't help but write:

"The ugly duckling is born!"

Flipping to the photo when he was sixteen years old, it was standing next to a spring flower tree, climbing the flower branch with one hand, the ugly duckling has become history, and the handsome young man has revealed a kind of manhood. He thought about it for a while, and then put pen to paper and wrote:

"Who's growing up at the beginning of the year?"

Flipping to the "Car Viewing Pavilion", after a little thought, he wrote:

"Housang's Brother Parking Lot"

Turning to "Advertisement", after thinking about it, a sadness arose from his chest, and he wrote:

"If you can't know it, where can you find a bosom friend in the world?"

Turning to the news photo "Brother Niu Liang and His Haosang Complex", staring at it for a long time, the images of Liu Kun, Lin Xuan, and Zhou Hui flashed in their minds, the group photo at the school gate, the party in the old place of the Old Summer Palace, and the little unhappiness of that autumn day all came to mind, and then thought of my mother, thought of Li Ningxiang, and finally wrote a sentence:

"My Haosang!

I flipped over to the car to enjoy the flowers, looked at it for a while, and wrote:

"Spring everywhere"

I flipped to the car and read the newspaper, thought about it, and wrote:

"Always have news"

Flipping to the picture of the Tang costume tea, I thought of the scene during the shooting, I couldn't help but smile, and wrote:

"If you are at home, it will be delicious!"

flipped into the car and called the phone in a suit, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and wrote:

"You can work at any time and be the boss freely!"

Turning to the "Green Wilderness", I saw that I and Haosang seemed to be in the boundless nutrients, I pondered for a while, and wrote excitedly:

Several wildfires......

As long as there is a root of life

The spring breeze of freedom is coming

The world is still our ......

Flipping to the "Desert at Dusk", I thought about it for a while and wrote:

"Dust also has glory, ordinary people also have the golden ...... of life"

Turning to the one where he and Houssan were looking up at the bottom of the cliff, he wrote:

"Mighty, the mountains look up, be a real man......"

Flipping to the "green top" one, he wrote:

"A true hero will be the top of the mountain, and the universe is like a mustard seed......"

Turning to the "Deep Stream" sheet, he wrote:

"The clear stream hides the valley, and the flying beads splash the jade with the ice heart....."

Turning to the "Thick Shade" sheet, he wrote:

"Only diamonds can stand out among the jadeite bushes......"

Flipping to the "White Clouds" one, he wrote:

"As long as we still have dreams, we can fly to the sky without wings......"

Flipping to the "Waves" sheet, he wrote:

"Strange yachts, from the ...... of the world"

Flipping to the "Spring Flowers" sheet, he wrote:

"Spring flowers, hold up the dreams of teenagers and let go of ideal ......"

Flipping to the "Autumn Leaves Road" sheet, he wrote:

"Autumn leaves, pave the way of poets, enter the fairy tale ......"

Flipping to the photo of "Blood Day", he wrote:

"The round and huge blood sun stirs up the fire of life......

Flipping to the "Enchanting History" series, he began to write some words, but later felt that it was inappropriate and deleted it again. He only chose a name for each of the three photographs, and he felt that each of the three photographs had an associative and interrelated name, which was sufficient! The other words were all illustrative, but they were not beautiful, and even self-defeating, restricting people's thinking! The names of these three photographs were: "The Enchanting Destruction of History," and "The Enchanting Destruction," and "The Reflection of Destruction."