When Jiang Chen took out his notebook, He Xintian was slightly stunned.

The cover is the Eiffel Tower in Paris, you can see the style of the city at a glance, the delicate notebook is filled with a faint fragrance of paper, looking at some years, but there is no damage in the slightest, it is perfectly preserved, but it gives the notebook a special taste.

"What is this?"

He Xintian raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen.

"See for yourself." Jiang Chen snorted, looking sleepy.

He Xintian couldn't help pouting when he saw Jiang Chen's lack of energy, and then opened the notebook with questions, but suddenly, his eyes widened slightly, and what caught his eye was a photo full of years of paper.

A group photo of the eight children in "First Grade", a photo of two people singing birthday songs at the birthday bonfire party, and a photo of eating snacks in the field on a spring outing in elementary school...... Paste them all in a notebook.

It turned out to be a photo notebook.

Many of the photos she sent to Jiang Chen from a foreign country were also pasted in her notebook. The photos in the notebook are full of memories, and looking at it, a smile flashed in her eyes.

"For you." Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at the girl and said, "I only selected the best two hundred pieces about you in this notebook, pasted them in chronological order, and gave them to you as a gift." ”

He Xintian turned his head, put the notebook in Jiang Chen's hand, and said, "I don't want it, you didn't take the photo, and you gave it away, it's really shameless." You see, a lot of the photos I sent you. ”

Jiang Chen looked at the returned notebook, and was speechless for a while, it took him a lot of time to make this notebook album, and the black-bellied girl didn't want it, was there a mistake?

Jiang Chen said angrily: "Forget it, you don't want me to throw it away." ”

He Xintian didn't say a word.

After a while. She caught a glimpse of Jiang Chen, who didn't speak, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "Post more good-looking photos, I'll ask for it." ”

Jiang Chen didn't speak, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at He Xintian a few times. It wasn't until the girl's face turned red that she said lightly: "I brought a single-lens reflex, and you will be my free model today." ”

Then, without waiting for He Xintian to answer, Jiang Chen picked up the SLR camera, pressed the shutter, and took a picture of the girl.

In the photo, the girl covered her face with her hands.

Jiang Chen was speechless, and found that this little girl was uncooperative. Dislike this, dislike that.

"I don't want you to shoot, you are not professional at all, and the shooting must be ugly." He Xintian looked at him through his fingers and said lightly, "My mother looks better than you when you shoot casually, and I will shoot it when you surpass my mother." ”

"A white cover a hundred ugliness, are you still afraid of being photographed?"

Jiang Chen sighed lightly.

Of course, he is not a photographer. But he likes to take pictures, and his photography may not be professional. But use photos and light and shadow to record the scroll of time, see the trajectory of self-growth, see the beautiful scenery of the world, and remember the most unforgettable moment of your life.

Literary and artistic life is nothing more than this.

He Xintian frowned, what is called a white covering a hundred ugliness. Then he smiled slightly and said casually, "In foreign countries, many boys like me......"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and also said, "Eh." There should be a lot of girls in the country who like me. ”

So, He Xintian was choked by Jiang Chen.

Both began to fall silent.

Sitting on a park chair for a long time is a big no-no for dating. Especially when you can't find a topic, it's best to walk around. Jiang Chen put away the SLR camera, went to a nearby supermarket to buy two bottles of drinks, and prepared to take He Xintian for a walk.

"Let's go." Jiang Chen handed the drink to He Xintian.

This time, He Xintian just smiled.

The scenery of the forest park is very nice. Many trees are the wealth left over from a hundred years ago, Jiang Chen took He Xintian along the plank road, and saw that when he entered the woods, the temperature plummeted, so he simply put his coat on the girl's body.

There are a lot of pedestrians walking on the plank road, Jiang Chen is walking in front, occasionally looking back at the girl, I always feel that although the girl has a straight face, the corners of her mouth are floating with a smile, I don't know if it is an illusion.

Why did the girl go behind?

That's right, she was worried that Jiang Chen would secretly photograph her back.

Jiang Chen felt that his IQ and personality had been double-insulted, so he deliberately brought a SLR, ready to shoot a beautiful girl, but now he can only shoot the scenery, which is really a little depressed, so he turned around and said, "Xin Tian, take a picture of me." ”

The girl just showed an innocent expression.

"Well, I'm actually pretty good at photography." Jiang Chen said, "Xin Tian, you are really beautiful, suitable for being a model." ”

Hearing this, the girl's face turned red, and then she waved her hand, with a hint of wisdom in her eyes: "You sing me a song first, and then I'll think about ......"

Singing again?

Jiang Chen was speechless for a while, and found that his cultivation was too unsuccessful.

However, the failure was not Baiyi Baishun, the mixed-race girl in front of her was not disabled, but due to the dissipation of baby fat, the melon seed face was more exquisite.

At the age of fifteen, it is a flower that has just bloomed, and it is beautiful and moving. Jiang Chen peeked and found that the girl's chest had a raised arc, and her pretty face also had a moving smile.

In other words, the girl has reached an exciting age.

In other words, the girl's current situation is enough for him to think about it.

Jiang Chen has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years and has sung about the taste of women, but for the girl behind him, Jiang Chen does not have such a strong and straightforward desire to possess **, on the contrary, a very pure idea of love rose in his heart.

Maybe it's really affected by simplicity.

Jiang Chen listened to the occasional chuckle of the girl behind him, and a trace of warmth floated on the corner of his mouth.

"There's a band singing!"

Suddenly, He Xintian pointed to the three-way intersection in front of him.

"Band?" Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, he found that under the tree at the three-way intersection, a band was "performing", looking at the appearance and dress, it was very likely that it was a college student, and the lead singer was singing emotionally, and it was really presentable.

In front of the four people, dozens of dollars were scattered in the guitar bags, apparently thrown by passers-by.

"It's not good." He Xintian listened for a moment, but shook his head and smiled, "It's not as good as I sing." ”

What a tsundere......

Jiang Chen shook his head, didn't continue to walk forward, sat on a chair on the park plank road, and carefully admired the songs sung by this band. This band has guitarists, drummers, vocals, and bassists.

He Xintian also sat next to Jiang Chen with a smile, holding his cheeks, and listened quietly.

In less than a moment, Jiang Chen found out that this band was singing his own songs, but according to his eyes, this band should have been formed temporarily, and there were many problems in coordination......

Although passers-by stopped, they didn't feel it, and in this case, it was naturally impossible to give the band too much money.

After thinking about it, Jiang Chen got up and walked over.

"What are you doing?" He Xintian screamed.

"Singing to you, of course."

When Jiang Chen saw the rock band, he suddenly had the idea of having fun. (To be continued.) )