The excuse that Xia Zhi finally came up with was that she had found a few very good books, which were very relevant to the one she was working on now, and she wanted to go to the book fair to find a book to see.

This excuse is rotten, but Guo Shufeng doesn't care, who is going or not, he asked Xia Zhi to contact Zhou Zhe himself - the colleague who was going to replace Xia Zhi to go to the book fair. Although Zhou Zhe thought it was strange, he still agreed to exchange it with Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Zhe had such a big mouth, others would see it, and he, even if he didn't see that the photo was Xia Solstice, he would definitely come back and talk about it.

She prepared a pair of sunglasses, and was still wondering if she was exaggerating, until she arrived at the book fair site of the Expo Center, found the photography exhibition area, and saw that the photo was enlarged as a poster tree at the entrance of the venue, and she almost fainted on the spot.

She quickly took out her sunglasses from her backpack and put them on. This situation, even if she says it's not that she just looks like it, it doesn't work.

A college student volunteer wearing a fluorescent green vest with the words "The 12th Southern Book Festival" printed on her back gave her a stack of postcards:

"Hello! The photo exhibition sharing session will start in 10 minutes, and there will be photographers who will share their stories about shooting these exhibits, and those who have time can participate. There will also be a signing event after the meeting, where you can choose your favorite postcard and get the photographer to sign it. ”

The postcards are all on display, a total of 10 photos, the first of which is the ugly photo of her munching on noodles.

"Hell......" she muttered under her breath.

"Huh?" The volunteer responded in surprise.

"Nothing, where is the sharing?"

"It's in the atrium of the photo exhibition."

She followed the volunteers' instructions around a display board and into the atrium, where several rows of rubber chairs had been neatly arranged, and six high stools were lined under the backdrop of the photography exhibition at the front, and a man in a suit and leather shoes was debugging the audio equipment with the sound engineer.

The photo exhibition is still relatively niche, with only forty or fifty seats in the audience, and the attendance rate is only more than half.

Xia Zhi chose the corner position of the last row and sat down, and not long after, a row of people walked in from outside the display board, they talked as they walked, Xia Zhi heard one of the familiar male voices, quickly lowered his head, and kept pulling his long hair to his head, so as to block half of his face.

Han Junxi passed by her and sat on a high stool on stage with five other photographers.

After everyone was seated, the master of ceremonies walked to the front of the stage, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth with a professional bright smile:

"Good morning, friends! Thank you for coming to the "People for Food" photo exhibition sharing session! Today is the first day of the 12th Southern China Book Festival, and all the people gathered at the scene are friends who love reading and sharing.

"Photography is also one of the sharing languages, our photographers use their lenses to focus on the most popular element of life in ancient and modern China and foreign countries - food, to show us the various states of the world.

"Some of these works are taken on a journey, some are taken at a banquet, some are taken on the street, some are very ordinary family photos, people are faced with food that is not necessarily very rich, some people are satisfied, some people are sad, and behind different eating scenes, there are different stories. Today, we're honored to have five of these photographers share the stories behind their work. Everyone's applause welcome! "90 look

After the passionate opening remarks, the master of ceremonies introduced the photographers on the stage one by one, and when Han Junxi stood up to greet the audience, he nodded in the direction of Xia Zhi, who looked at him from above his sunglasses with his head down, wondering if he saw her.

The first person to be named by the master of ceremonies was Han Junxi: "Han Ji, as far as I know, you are a text reporter in Nanzhou Daily, but you are also keen on photography, and many news photos were taken by yourself, can you tell us how you took this photo at that time?" ”

A projector hits a picture of the summer solstice on the curtain on the side of the stage. Xia Solstice gasped, propped his elbows on the armrests of his chair and kept rubbing his head.

- It's okay, it's okay, no one knows me here. She kept emphasizing in her heart.

Han Junxi coughed lightly and said, "This photo was taken on the train from Zhouzhen back to Nanzhou. It was just dawn, and many people woke up eating instant noodles. I think instant noodles are a very special food, and once you get on the train, it feels like magic, and many people feel that eating instant noodles on the train is very delicious. ”

Han Junxi's words were agreed by the host, and he continued: "I think that during the journey, this is not just a bowl of instant noodles, it is a symbol of hope for the traveler's yearning for the destination."

"Just like the protagonist in my photo, her name is Chen Dajiao, and she went out to work in order to raise a pair of children. Her destination is Nanzhou, where she hopes to earn enough money to get her family out of trouble......"

"Eating a bowl of instant noodles was said to be a flower, why don't you go to heaven?" Xia Solstice muttered under the sparse applause of the audience.

After several photographers took turns to introduce, the sharing session ended in about half an hour. As for the autograph event, it was a fictitious one, none of them were well-known photographers, and they were not enthusiasts, and no one asked them for autographs.

Six photographers and emcees took a group photo on the stage, and Xia Zhi followed the other audiences around the exhibition hall at random and went out. It's not that the exhibits are bad, it's that she doesn't want to linger so as not to be recognized. This thing...... It's a shame.

When she got out of the photography exhibition area, she walked to the book purchase area, and after walking a few steps, she heard hurried footsteps behind her, and Han Junxi chased after her: "Summer solstice!" ”

She twitched the corner of her mouth, why didn't he call her Chen Dajiao today? Hmph, I'm still afraid that people will know that I'm fake.

She stopped and turned, and through her sunglasses, he could feel her fierce eyes.

He was cynical again: "You're really here." What do you think? Is my sharing exciting? ”

"It's amazing, it's the best of mental illness." Xia Zhi threw him a word and continued to move forward.

"Ah, why do you have such a poisonous mouth? And you worshipped me when I wrote that report, right? Is it well written? I saw the newspaper on Tuesday, so remember to buy a few more copies of the collection. ”

Xia Zhi pushed his sunglasses down, and two eyes shot out from the sunglasses: "Can you please not follow me?" I'm out on business, and I'm still waiting to get to work. Thank you. ”

Finally he didn't come with him again. Xia Zhi threw himself into the sea of books, pushed the trolley and selected a bunch of books, estimated that it was almost six hundred, and pushed it to settle the settlement.

"Miss, did you come by car? There are a bit of books and we have staff who can help you get to the car. The cashier behind the counter kindly reminded her.

"It's fine. Fill me with two more paper bags. Xia Zhi can only smile, now that she has to eat the consequences, she should practice her arm strength.