If you can, put the book on the shelf, it is convenient for you and supports me, thank you very much!

Feng Yiping's classmates had a good time in school, and he took four and a half days off and was absent from school for one and a half days, and no one mentioned it again after he returned to school.

No way, in this era, you may not be able to be willful if you have money, but in school, as long as you have good grades, you can be willful.

After spending two or three days keeping up with the progress of his studies, Feng Yiping began to tinker with the camera he had brought back.

Later, those who play photography are either professional needs or rich people, Feng Yiping is neither, he just bought some DVDs and cameras with the crowd, and most of them are Japanese products, but as the camera function of mobile phones gets better and better, those things stay in drawers most of the time.

As for high-end goods like Leica, he has only heard of it, but he has not seen it, and he may have seen it but he has no impression, and now he knows that there are some reasons why it is expensive.

Not to mention the weaknesses of our country, such as optical lenses, nor to mention the knowledge of industrial design, which has not yet risen in China, is simply compared with the processing of metal parts, the gap is also extremely far.

In a remote mountainous area like theirs, taking pictures is quite a thing, there is only one photo studio in the whole town, and even fewer cameras, and the whole school, and the principal has a phoenix camera.

Therefore, Feng Yiping's show off journey soon turned into a trip to break the fortune, from teachers to classmates, competing to ask him to take pictures, in just a few days, three of the five films he brought back were used, and the head teacher's family of three took more than a dozen photos.

The ancestors are right, there are always two sides to things.

The camera is really good, for example, it doesn't even make a sound when you press the shutter, which brings a bad result, those people don't hear the familiar "click" sound, and they just pose in front of the camera.

Feng Yiping commanded them to shoot the pose, and at the same time pressed this silent shutter painfully - the current film is not cheap!

When he inquired about the price of developing photos, he had the idea of buying something to come back and develop it himself.

However, it seems that in the photography industry, there are some masters of bull breaking, and a photo can be sold for a lot of money, which is also a way, is it possible to develop in this direction?

In addition to the amateur leisure of taking pictures, studying is still just as boring and intense. conAd1(); Now, before and after self-study in the morning and evening, many students have lit candles to study in the classroom, and they really get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs.

Wang Changning is the same, every day at half past five, the light in his room will be turned on, first go to the kitchen to cook porridge, and then memorize Chinese, politics, and English, sometimes not angry Feng Yiping still gets up on time, and will deliberately go to his room to read aloud to harass him.

One morning, the two of them got up at half past five and rushed straight to school.

The sky is still dark, their average eyes are 1.5, and they can only see a few meters ahead, but now on the road, don't talk about other people, not even a dog, the whole road belongs to the two of them, and they can rest assured that they can cross and ride on the road boldly.

Now it is at the tail of late autumn, it is a little cool, the leaves on the trees are almost falling, and the branches on it are clean and refreshing, but it is inevitable that there is some loneliness. In the dead grass on the side of the road, there are occasional autumn insects that seem to be screaming in order to declare their existence.

There was not a single light in the teacher's building, and it looked dark, but in the second- and third-grade classrooms, there were already bright and dim candles flickering on the window panes.

Feng Yiping took a general look, the two classes of the third grade, at least two-thirds of the seats were occupied, and nearly half of them in the second grade were already in the classroom, and only the three classes of the first grade were now relatively leisurely, all of them were still sleeping, and the classroom was empty.

In the flickering candlelight, everyone lowered their heads and read quietly, some simply chanted, did not make a sound at all, in several classrooms, there was not even a loud cough, three meters away from the classroom, you could not hear any sound at all, only when you walked in, you could hear a low buzz. conAd2();

This humming sound is very similar to when Feng Yiping was traveling in Tibet, across a few streets, he heard the sound of the lamas' morning and evening classes, Feng Yiping felt that like the lamas' chanting, this sound was also almost pious, exuding an aura, but also a kind of power.

He suddenly wanted to film this scene.

No matter how many of them are in the classroom now, they really feel that they don't have enough time, so they get up early and work hard, and how many of them follow the crowd, and some of them are estimated to be once in a whim once in a while, and they also get up early.

What is certain is that in a few years, most of them will join the tide of migrant workers in the south, and from then on, they will be called "migrant workers", like migratory birds, and migrate between their hometown and the south every year.

Most of the girls, in a few years, will marry other women, or go to the south to work together with their husbands, or become left-behind women, staying in their hometown to take care of the elderly and children, and so on year by year. When I send my children to school, I probably regret that I didn't work hard enough when I was studying.

Therefore, if heroes are judged only by achievements, most of them will definitely not be as good as city people of the same age in the future, but at least for now, these teenage mountain boys are worthy of the admiration of most of their peers in the city.

Although the weather is getting cooler, Feng Yiping and the three of them are eating now, and they are not in the classroom, either in the corridor or in a place where there are few people around the kitchen. It's not stingy, except for Feng Wen, a thick-skinned person who often comes to clip a few chopsticks, other classmates won't come over to disturb him.

There's no way, the other students are just pickles, just the three of them, fresh vegetables poured out of the thermos bucket and still hot, which is too hateful.

They are actually quite embarrassed about their own specialness, and sometimes they make it seem like they can't see anyone when they eat, for fear that the content in their bowl will stimulate other students.

This situation can't be improved by the current school, and Feng Yiping can't change it, and he can't provide so many resources at present. It seems that it will not be until many years later, when the free lunch project was launched in the society, and the students in school at that time did not have to eat pickles all the time. conAd3();

Feng Yiping was very uncomfortable with inadvertently becoming a small group independent of most of his classmates, and he used the excuse to go to Wang Yumin's house and eat with them many times.

We all like to communicate during meals, and he compares with Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu also likes to communicate with students like him, who often have some strange words.

The day before yesterday, when we were chatting, Mr. Zhu asked him, "What do you think photos and paintings have in common?"

He said casually at the time, "It's just a matter of fiddling with light and lines." ”

That kind of carelessness and feeling that those really nothing attitudes suddenly disgusted Mr. Zhu.

After that, Feng Yiping learned that it is sadder to offend a seemingly generous man than to offend a woman who is famous for her stinginess, not to mention going to his house, even if you meet him on the road, Teacher Zhu always has to sneer.

Therefore, menopausal men, you must not offend!

Before the meal was finished, he saw Zhang Qiuling jumping over from there from a distance, he and Xiao Zhijie blocked her, looking at the smile on Feng Yiping's face, Zhang Qiuling was inexplicably a little tight, and consciously leaned towards Xiao Zhijie, "Feng Yiping, what are you going to do?"

"Please, discuss it with the principal, now so many students who work hard every morning and evening have to light candles to read, how much it hurts their eyes, can you just turn on the lights?"

I don't know what Zhang Qiuling told his father, but two days later, the school announced that if the students who came to the classroom to study in the morning and evening before and after self-study, more than half of the class, they were allowed to turn on the lights.

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