Don't think everything is safe anymore!

The so-called geese have left a voice, and people have left traces. If you don't know what to do, this is for you Yuan Man.

On this day, the children slept and a large group of colleagues gathered around to see the photos taken by the bride Maomao in her husband's hometown of Chongqing.

"Ouch, your husband is so handsome!" everyone praised.

"Handsome," Mao Mao said, "It's not the first time you've seen each other." Do you want to be so exaggerated?!"

"This is their hometown? The rural villas are so luxurious! The environment is also good, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. ”

"Well, they're okay there, they're all building like that. Mao Mao said, "Do you want me to find you one over there?" ”

The same accident was melancholy, "Then how do I deal with this?"

Hahaha, everyone laughed so happily.

"Your sister-in-law is so beautiful!" a colleague praised.

"Well, they have good genes. Mao Mao chuckled, not without pride.

"My brother-in-law is handsome, too!" said another colleague.

"Yo, do you have a crush on my brother-in-law?" Mao Mao quipped, "Do you want me to introduce you to each other?"

"Get out!" said the colleague, "Beware of your husband beating you!"

"If I say that your father-in-law is handsome, do you also want to introduce us to the principal? Zhou Xiaolan also came to joke, and looked around again after speaking, "The head of the garden didn't come!"

"Then I don't dare, the director won't beat me to death," Mao Mao pretended to be frightened, "My husband will beat me to death!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The photos are flipped through one by one, and Maomao's footprints come from the countryside to the city.

In front of the light rail, the cableway across the river, and the bullet train, the two of them are sweetly sprinkling dog food. Nanbin Road, Foreigner Street, Guanyin Bridge, Liberation Monument, Chaotianmen...... There are two figures everywhere.

"This is the most fashionable place in Chongqing, the Liberation Monument?" everyone praised, "so beautiful!"

What women pay attention to is not the Liberation Monument, but the luxurious high-rise buildings next to the Liberation Monument and the top fashion shopping malls around.

The two sweetly compared hearts in front of the Liberation Monument.

The sharp-eyed Zhou Xiaolan seemed to see a familiar figure.

Yuan Man's photo-taking posture is very rare, always standing so wooden, looking at the camera with a stiff expression.

Yuan Man once said that he was not suitable for photography and was afraid to look at the camera. Zhou Xiaolan said that he had no sense of camera.

However, colleagues chattered through the photos, and Zhou Xiaolan was not sure whether it was Yuan Man or not.

Maybe it's because I'm too worried. Zhou Xiaolan comforted herself.

Everyone was still giggling and laughing, but Zhou Xiaolan was not happy at all. I kept thinking about the comparison in my mind, saying that it was Yuan Man for a while, and then saying that it was not Yuan Man, and the mood was really chaotic.

I really want Maomao to take the phone and take a closer look at her innocence. However, it is not easy to open your mouth.

"You think that one is good-looking?" Mao Mao said, "I made it a cover of Moments." ”

Damn, God help me! Zhou Xiaolan secretly thanked God.

Everyone chattered for a while, expressing their opinions.

"I think it's better to be in the Liberation Monument. Zhou Xiaolan said, "You two are so sweet!"

"Isn't it?" said Mao Mao.

Everyone flipped through it again, and sure enough, it was still the one on the Liberation Monument.

Mao Mao also set that photo as the cover of the circle of friends.

Zhou Xiaolan ducked to the side and looked at the photo repeatedly. Helplessly, Yuan Man, as a background, has been blurred. If you zoom in on the photo, there are not enough pixels, it's all noise and mosaics.

Is there any way to increase the pixels and increase the resolution of the photo?

Zhou Xiaolan hurried Baidu, but she wanted to use the magic PS!

This is completely fantastical for Zhou Xiaolan, who is studying early childhood education.

What is usually said to P the picture,It's not really using the professional graphics processing software photoshop,That is, what everyone calls PS.。 Instead, I have used all kinds of beauty apps installed on my mobile phone to whiten and whiten, and I do something like a sharp chin.

Zhou Xiaolan looked at the methods she had learned about increasing the resolution of photos, and her head was big. It's so professional! I can't understand it at all.

This kind of thing, it is estimated that my father and his public security system can easily do it. However, how can such a boundless thing be publicized in front of your parents, isn't that looking for scolding?

Zhou Xiaolan sat there depressedly.

She told herself in her heart to believe in Yuan Man, 100% believed. But another voice told her to find out. If she didn't get things out of the way, she wanted to stuff a mess of grass in her heart, which was frizzy and very uncomfortable.

On this day, she was bored and wandering the streets with her son.

"Sister Xiaolan. She heard someone calling her.

Oh, it's Bai Zijun's cousin Bai Xueying.

"Xue Ying, what are you doing? Zhou Xiaolan asked.

"Wait for my classmates. Bai Xueying said.

"Male classmate?" Zhou Xiaolan asked with a smile. Bai Xueying blushed.

"Brother Yuan Man didn't go shopping with you?" Bai Xueying diverted the topic.

"He's at work. Zhou Xiaolan said resentfully, "How can you have time to accompany me." ”

The two passed by the square and saw that there were many people gathered in the square, and they didn't know what they were doing.

The two of them came to the crowd with a boat. Oh, and I'm doing a propaganda display of safety knowledge.

"Such a bad picture can also be used?!" Bai Xueying complained, "This is too scummy!"

"What?" Zhou Xiaolan didn't understand what she was talking about.

"The pixels of this picture are too low," Bai Xueying explained, "and if the pixels are not enough, if they are bigger, they will be mosaics." You can't use a picture like this. ”

"How do you understand this?" Zhou Xiaolan was curious.

"I'm a designer. Bai Xueying said, "This is the most basic thing. ”

"Then the picture you said, can you make the pixels higher?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

"If we can, we usually replace them with similar, high-resolution images. Bai Xueying said, "If it is a simple picture, we generally choose to redraw. ”

"Like a blurred background, can you deal with it?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

"Do you blur the background?" asked Bai Xueying.

"No, the blurred background is clear. Zhou Xiaolan corrected.

"Generally, it is difficult to make the blurred picture clearer. Bai Xueying said, "You can only try it by sharpening, and it depends on the specific situation of the photo." ”

Zhou Xiaolan flipped out the photo of Mao Mao, "For example, what about this one?"

Bai Xueying looked at the photo, "Well, the background blur function of this mobile phone is not very powerful, let's deal with it." ”

"By the way, sister, what are you doing with this?" Bai Xueying asked puzzled.

"No, it didn't work. Zhou Xiaolan was secretive, "I think this man who has been blurred is a little familiar." Let's see if it's the one who should be full of thousands of dollars. We've been looking for him to pay back the money, but we won't pay it back, you say it's not angry!"

"Oh, then I'll try. Bai Xueying put the laptop she was carrying on her lap and turned it on.

Zhou Zhou saw that there was a computer to play, so he lay on Bai Xueying's lap and pressed the keyboard randomly.

Zhou Xiaolan controlled Zhouzhou and handed the phone to Bai Xueying.

Bai Xueying skillfully imported the photos into the computer, opened Photoshop, and processed them skillfully.

"This, this person is so familiar. Bai Xueying looked at the photo that slowly became clearer and said, "How do you look a little like Brother Yuan Man." ”

Grandma is a bear! Sure enough, it's this turtle grandson! Zhou Xiaolan's face turned pale. But the mouth is still pretending to be relaxed.

"How could it be Yuan Man. Zhou Xiaolan said, "This was taken at the Liberation Monument in Chongqing, but Yuan Man was in Yichang." ”

Bai Xueying sharpened it a few more times, and then enlarged the photo to fill in and repair it, and she could roughly tell that it was Yuan Man.

"It's Brother Yuan Man!" Bai Xueying said with certainty.

"How is that possible!" Zhou Xiaolan retorted, "He has never been to Chongqing. ”

"And he...... Or maybe not. Bai Xueying said, "After all, it's not 100% clear, just a rough look." ”

Yuan Man of the dog day, you still have this with Lao Tzu?!

"Can you give me the pictures you have processed?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

Bai Xueying suddenly remembered that Yuan Man and his uncle went to Chongqing a few days ago to inspect and study. Could it be that Yuan Man has a situation in Chongqing?

It's over, if I give her the photo, she will use this picture as evidence to mess with Yuan Man. If I get divorced, then I'm not a sinner? Bai Xueying really regrets getting this picture for her.

I was thinking about how to delete the picture unconsciously, and Zhou Zhou did me a favor.

Zhou Zhou watched the two of them make pictures of each other, and their little hands were also playing around on the keyboard.

Bai Xueying pretended to block his hand, moved the cursor to the × in the upper right corner, and then pressed, and the system prompted that the file was not saved, whether to close. Bai Xueying decisively pressed the button marked Y, biu, the picture is gone.

Seeing that Zhou Zhou deleted the picture, Zhou Xiaolan was angry, put Zhou Zhou on his lap, and spanked his ass hard.

sins and sins, causing Xiao Zhouzhou to suffer on her behalf. However, it also avoids the evidence of the quarrel between the two of them, which can be regarded as a great good.

I already know how to get it. If you don't give it to me, I'll go find a typing shop and get it myself! Zhou Xiaolan thought to herself, Yuan Man, your turtle grandson is dead!

After saying goodbye to Bai Xueying, Zhou Xiaolan immediately ran to the typing shop by the square and told the typist her requirements.

But, however, the typist said she wouldn't do it.

Why are you sitting there if you can't get it?!? Zhou Xiaolan thought angrily.

"You can go to the kind of place where you do advertising design. "Typist friendly tips.

Originally, Zhou Xiaolan wanted to find an advertising company to repair the photos and give herself a result, so as not to be suspicious and nervous every day.

But Zhouzhou was clamoring to go back.

That's it, I'll clean you up when the old lady is free!" Zhou Xiaolan thought fiercely.

On this day, Zhou Xiaolan took Zhouzhou to wander around the street after dinner.

Suddenly, a few words caught her in – "photo restoration".

Photo restoration?

It's a very small storefront. It is a conversion of a balcony of the ground floor dwelling. There are a lot of portrait photos hanging inside, some in black and white, some in white, and there is a wall full of them. There are some porcelain paintings on the counter facing the street, that is, pictures of people are printed on porcelain plates, some are black and white, some are colored, and there are also "color photos" made of black and white photos, which are just a little red on the mouth and a little blush. There are also mugs with star images printed with heat transfer. There are still some *** images in the glass counter, a group photo of myself *** and ***, and all kinds of gadgets.

At the counter sat a young man in his 20s, intently playing with "pesticides" on his computer.

The young man had long hair, but he wore it in a bun. The silk was not too finely curled, and it was piled up on the head in a mess.

The young man had thin cheeks, a scruffy beard, and glasses that appeared to be very high-power. There was a shiny stud on the ear, I don't know if it was a real diamond or glass. I don't know if the denim clothes on my body are blue and yellow, or because I haven't washed them for a long time, they show a disgusting color, and there is still a slight luster.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the smoke filled his eyes narrowed, but it still didn't affect him to play the game. Slender fingers move and click at a rapid pace on the keyboard. The index and middle fingers of the right hand were smoky and blackened. Words such as "I rely on", "fak", "grass mud horse", and "paralysis" burst out of his mouth.

Can such a shop have business? Zhou Xiaolan shook her head. What a pity for those pianists!

I wanted to leave, but I thought that there were still important things to be done, so I waited patiently.