"I can't see it, Yingshanhong has reached the world of flowers, and it has become poor and loves rich. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wang Qiu'e handed the bag and plastic bag that Li Meilian handed her to Xu Fang.

"This has something to do with the dislike of poverty and love for rich wool. Xu Fang's QQ nickname is Jiangnan Yingshanhong, so in private, the sisters call her Yingshanhong. Yingshan red, also known as azalea, is the city flower of Changsha City.

-- In the south of the Yangtze River, every spring season when the flowers bloom, the most eye-catching thing is the red mountain that spreads all over the mountains.

Xu Fang likes others to call her Yingshanhong, "I look down on these so-called little fresh meat the most, what kind of little fresh meat, disgusting or not? In the words of our hometown, a person like him is an embroidered pillow - it is useless." ”

"You're too arbitrary, aren't you? How can you see that he's an embroidered pillow and not a potential stock?" Wang Qiu'e felt strange. Ying Shanhong is usually not an extreme person, why is her words so extreme today? Sister Lian is just the opposite, she is the dream lover of many boys in the school, but the boys basically stay away from her, how can she have a bodhisattva heart today?

"Do you say that it is difficult to get into college now? Now it is much more difficult to get into high school than to take the university exam, and he can't even get into an ordinary university, isn't it an embroidered pillow? Although he is dressed ordinary, do you see it, he is more proficient in playing with cameras than us, which means that he can't study seriously at all, but it's a pity. Xu Fang felt sorry for herself from disgust, jumping too fast.

"What are you sorry for, he is not your person?" Wang Qiu'e said as she handed Li Meilian's bag and plastic bag to Xu Fang, and she had to get ready to go up and take a few photos of one person.

"It's a pity that he wasted resources, if I am a talent scout, I must let him enter the film and television industry. Ying Shanhong looked at the young man's back and regretted it.

"What are you kidding, didn't you say that embroidered pillows are flooding the film and television industry now?" Wang Qiu'e glanced up and down at Xu Fang, this girl ate the wrong thing in the morning? Isn't she contradicting herself?

"What are you looking at? I'm not a nymphomaniac, I mean his eyes are very good at talking, he is suitable for being an actor, he is not a part-time worker, he comes out to work to embroider pillows. Ying Shanhong glanced at E'e.

Wang Qiu'e didn't care what Xu Fang said, she raised her hand and motioned to Li Meilian, it's almost time, it's my turn.

Can't wait? Yes. It's not that Wang Qiu'e can't wait to take pictures, she wants to stand opposite the young man and take a serious look at this young man. She felt that there must be something wrong with Sister Lian and Yingshanhong, what did they see, and what unexpected gains did they have?

Li Meilian nodded and smiled at Gao Shenghan, twisted her waist, and took a slight step, and the young girl's reserve and charm came with the wind of the Huangpu River. Gao Shenghan suddenly felt a lot of pressure, his right eye did not leave the frame, and his left eye did not open at all.

When Wang Qiu'e jumped and ran to the edge of the causeway, she found that the young man was holding the camera in a daze, so she waved her hand at Gao Shenghan, "Look here, here, get closer." ”

For Gao Shenghan, it's the same from far and near, as long as you don't put pressure on him. This girl named E'e is okay, she is lively and cheerful, her eyes are not staring at you, I want to tell you, she is very deep.

The first girl, that is, Yingshanhong, Gao Shenghan found that her eyes were like X-ray machines, and she was a little hairy when she saw her. What does she see?

The second woman is Li Meilian who has just passed, Gao Shenghan originally felt relaxed and natural, but when she smiled just now, there seemed to be unusual content in her eyes. Does she know me?

No matter what, Gao Shenghan began to concentrate on taking pictures. This girl has a lot of tricks, she is constantly changing her position, two little golden pigtails, she holds one side for a while, and then another for that.

If Wang Qiu'e was just holding her pigtails, Gao Shenghan wouldn't care about her. She also ran over and took a sun umbrella out of her bag. There are more girls wearing umbrellas to take pictures, Gao Shenghan is not strange or embarrassed.

What embarrassed Gao Shenghan was that Wang Qiu'e actually asked Sister Lian to come over to take pictures and asked him to hold a sun umbrella for her.

"Don't be so nervous, okay? We look at our backs as if we were walking in a rainy alley full of lilacs. Sister Lian, Yingshanhong, what do you think?" Wang Qiu'e danced at her creativity.

"No, it's not raining here, it's sun. Gao Shenghan thinks girls are really funny, is this the same thing? College students don't understand this?

"I know, isn't it raining in the sun here? The sun is raining, how sunny, how romantic!" Wang Qiu'e looked at the two best friends, she thought, the young man is a little sample, right?

"People should be holding oil-paper umbrellas, right? And they are wandering alone in the rain alley!" Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley", Gao Shenghan has long memorized it, he doesn't want to show off in front of college students, but he doesn't want to be looked down upon by these girls. What do you see, don't part-time workers know "Rain Alley"?

This time, Wang Qiu'e was choked by Gao Shenghan, Wang Qiu'e looked at Li Meilian incredulously, hoping that she would turn the tide.

Li Meilian was looking at the two of them, she didn't have time to answer, and Xu Fang, who was on the side, spoke flatly.

"That's right, there were only oil-paper umbrellas at that time, if there was a sun umbrella, Dai Wangshu must have written a sun umbrella, you played a sun umbrella and met this lilac-like girl, isn't this what you hope to meet?"

"Even if it is, she has the same color as cloves, the same fragrance as cloves, but it is me who has the same sorrow as cloves, take it, take it, what do you say, how do I cooperate, is it okay?"

So, Gao Shenghan played the role of the man holding the oil-paper umbrella, and he took several photos with Wang Qiu'e. He was standing there with an oil-paper umbrella, and Wang Qiu'e was walking towards him; from another angle, he was standing there with an oil-paper umbrella, and Wang Qiu'e was standing in front of him confused but very happy; from another angle, he was standing there with an oil-paper umbrella, and Wang Qiu'e was next to him, looking back and smiling------

finally cooperated with Wang Qiu'e to take a good picture, and she was satisfied with the photo.

Ying Shanhong suddenly said lightly to Li Meilian, "Sister Lian, help us take a group of photos, fix the background on the Bund, and shoot these European-style buildings into it, using the bell tower as the benchmark, and use black and white to shoot in black and white, so that no idle people appear in the picture." ”

In addition to these differences from Wang Qiu'e, Yingshanhong's expression is also completely different. She tried to get herself into poetry.

Grievance, sorrow, grief and hesitation, silent, indifferent, bleak, and melancholy, Yingshanhong Xu Fang is basically, according to the expressions of the characters described in Dai Wangshu, shoot one by one, take a picture, she will take a look, and she will take a look at it, and she will be dissatisfied with it and reshoot.

In the last one, Ying Shanhong said, "This one is my back, you can give a back front, or the side one, okay?"

Gao Shenghan nodded in agreement, he was indeed a little confused. He doesn't need to be reminded of what kind of expression he gives, his current expression is similar to that of a person holding an oil-paper umbrella, no smile, only bitter sorrow.

Gao Shenghan felt sad that his heart was too soft, he was worried that there was no place to work, there was no place to live at night, how did you say he was happy? and he was still hungry.

What made Gao Shenghan unclear and unclear was that the girl who was fine just now could get in from the poet's poem all at once, but couldn't get out?

Fortunately, Gao Shenghan cooperated with Yingshan Hong's photos, and there are few reshoots. However, Wang Qiu'e saw that her best friend was very emotional, and she asked for a reshoot.

What's the solution? Remake, remake, remake! That's no way.

Although it is said that they are all the same background and the same characters, Wang Qiu'e's mood is comfortable, and the artistic conception in the poetry and painting is very different. Is there any difference, Gao Shenghan will not talk more and more, otherwise he will not know when to shoot.

The problem is that Wang Qiu'e filmed well, and she insisted that Li Meilian also shoot a group.

Li Meilian said, "Can't we change to a new one?"

"No, this one makes a lot of sense. Wang Qiu'e had a vague feeling that among the three of them, in the near future, there would definitely be one person who had a story with this special boy. This story may be the real-life version of "Rain Alley"!

Wang Qiu'e, she relied on complete intuition. If that's the case, then today's photo shoot has an extraordinary significance. Whether this person is Li Meilian, or Yingshanhong, or himself.

Looking at the past, Li Meilian didn't want to shoot anymore, in fact, she knew that she wanted to shoot very much, but Yingshanhong walked in front, and she didn't want to repeat other people's stories.

Li Meilian completed the shooting with half pushing and half doing.

Overall, Yingshanhong is the closest to the artistic conception of poetry, and she photographed the word "sorrow".

Wang Qiu'e filmed a "joy" that was beyond expectations.

And Li Meilian filmed a "heavy" with a lot of thoughts.

Li Meilian filmed it, and she suggested that everyone go down, take the ferry, and go to Lujiazui to see the Oriental Pearl.

Before getting on the ferry, Li Meilian said, "Let's eat something, I'm a little hungry." ”

Ying Shanhong suddenly looked at Sister Lian strangely, and Wang Qiu'e said with a big grin, "Sister Lian, didn't we have breakfast?"