After dinner, the afternoon is time for singing and playing cards.

A few teachers knew that the students would be uncomfortable staying here, so they left after eating, and the remaining dozens of students began the long-lost carnival after graduation.

Tang Mingyao has always been the center of the students, much more popular than Zheng Yuyan, the secretary of the League who has been diligent in the class, he enjoyed the feeling of the stars holding the moon for a long time, and it was only at four o'clock in the afternoon that he parted with everyone and left the show.

When I returned home, my life was peaceful.

Tang Mingyao arranges his work and rest time, reads and writes regularly every day, and after he finishes it, he takes the time to walk for more than ten minutes, go to his girlfriend's house to meet and chat with her, and sometimes pick her up to go to extracurricular classes.

Of course, if he brought his younger brother Tang Lingfeng to the provincial capital, he couldn't just leave him there and let him play computer games with Luo Xiaobo for a summer vacation.

After this kid opened up for a while, Tang Mingyao pulled him back on track, followed him to study and complete his summer vacation homework, and when the weather was good, he also took him out to play, went to the playground, and also took him to watch a movie.

Time flies, and before you know it, it's the beginning of August.

On this day, Tang Mingyao was surfing the Internet, and suddenly received a call from the photo studio, saying that the photos had been made in advance and asked him to pick up the album.

He immediately asked his girlfriend to go over together. 、

In front of them, the photographer showed the finished products one by one to the two of them.

18-inch album, 12-inch album, crystal pendant, key pendant, poster enlarged photo, photo frame photo......

When this pile of things was placed in front of him, Luo Wenxi's eyes became intoxicated.

It's so pretty......

Each photo in the album is a retouched photo, repairing small flaws, showing the most beautiful side of the girl, Tang Mingyao is also handsome in it several grades, and he was directly promoted from handsome to Prince Charming.

When the large-scale poster enlarged photo appeared, Luo Wenxi's heart was crisp.

In the photo, Tang Mingyao, who was dressed as an ancient groom, stretched out his hand with a smile and opened the bead curtain on the head of the girl dressed as a red bride.

Tang Mingyao also thinks this photo is the most beautiful.

I was very satisfied with the original selection, and when I zoomed in, I looked at it more visually, and I wondered where to hang it when I went home.

"The two of you are so right, I've been taking photos for years and I haven't seen a more photogenic and emotional couple...... the photographer complimented him.

Tang Mingyao felt that this compliment was on his heart, and replied, "Thank you for the compliment."

"If you don't mind, our photo studio wants to buy these photos and make a copy of them into promotional posters, I don't know what the two of you think?"

Tang Mingyao suddenly changed his face and said, "No!"

He is willing to show his happiness to others, after all, showing affection is a common problem of people, but hanging his photos outside the photo studio, so that passers-by come and go to watch, it is not necessary, it feels like a change of nature.

"Think about it? Our boss said that if the two of you agreed, you can give you a 50% discount on the cost of photography this time, and an additional membership card, and all consumption in our store in the future will have a 20% discount for members......"

Tang Mingyao still refused without hesitation: "No need, we don't need this discount."

"This time the photography fee is free?" Photographers don't give up.

Tang Mingyao glanced at the other party helplessly: "Your boss doesn't know that Bai Jing knows us, right?" You should have seen it before, Bai Jing's relationship with us is a bit like that...... You know. Do you think it's appropriate to hang a photo of us in the photo studio and let her prick her heart every time she sees it? ”

"Uh......"

The photographer was stunned.

After a while, I had to give up.

Tang Mingyao put the photo in a bag and asked, "Is your boss there?" I want to talk to him. ”

The photographer thought that he had changed his mind again, or that he saw what he meant and wanted to take the opportunity to grab greater benefits, so he hesitated and said, "Yes!" I'll take you there. ”

When Tang Mingyao walked into the office where he had spoken to Bai Jing last time, he saw Bai Jing's father for the first time.

A very serious person.

Stern......

This was Tang Mingyao's first impression of him.

"Are you dissatisfied with the price? If you have any requests, as long as they are not too excessive, we will try to accommodate them. ”

Tang Mingyao shook his head and said, "You misunderstood, I came here to ask, are you Bai Jing's father?"

"I am, may I ask you ......"

"Bai Jing and I are classmates. I'm here to tell you that Bai Jing lives a very hard life, and she always hopes that her father will really recognize her and accept that she is a girl. ”

"What's the situation? Little classmate, can you sit down and explain clearly? Father Bai was confused.

Tang Mingyao nodded and sat down across from the desk.

He came here to talk about this matter, since he knew something about Bai Jing's situation, if he didn't do something, he would feel that his conscience was not going to go.

And telling her father about Bai Jing's situation is within his ability.

I believe that hearing this from an outsider, Father Bai can also listen to it a little, as long as it is of some help to Bai Jing, he will not come in vain this time.

So he immediately described Bai Jing's state one by one, and only concealed some irrelevant details, such as Bai Jing hovering on the edge of early love, and talked for more than ten minutes, feeling that he had almost said everything he wanted to express, so he got up and said goodbye.

"Thank you, little classmate, if you don't say it, I don't know what she's thinking. Maybe I should pay attention to ......"

Father Bai sent him out of the studio.

Getting into a taxi, Tang Mingyao carried a large pile of photos and began to share the spoils with Luo Wenxi.

"One photo album per person, you take the big one, I take the small one; The pendants are all in pairs, one for each person; This little photo frame...... Do you want it or do I want it? ”

"I want it!" Luo Wenxi said.

"And this huge picture?"

"I want it too!"

"You're done, what should I take?"

"Negatives. Aren't you all going to come over, you want a photo, go wash it yourself! ”

Well, in these little things, the little girl really doesn't give an inch.

He said: "You don't have a place to put such a big photo when you take it back, do you dare to hang it on the head of the bed for your parents to see?"

"You don't dare to hang it." Luo Wenxi sneered.

Tang Mingyao thought about it, forget it, don't fight with the little girl.

This huge photo is like a wedding photo, he really didn't dare to take it back and hang it on the bedside, although the relationship between the two adults had long acquiesced, but when he was still studying, he got something that was suspected of being a wedding photo, and hung it at home, and he didn't know how the adults would react when they saw it.

Maybe jump up and burn him?

After dividing the photos, Luo Wenxi held the album and looked at it again, and said while flipping through it: "I regret it a little." We've been together for almost three years, and it's only the first time we've taken this kind of photo, so I didn't remember it before. ”

"It's not too late to shoot."

"Late! Two years less. ”

This question...... Tang Mingyao couldn't solve it, and comforted: "We take pictures every year, although they are not art photos, but those photos record our days together more realistically, isn't it also good?"

After persuading for a while, I finally dispelled the girl's regrets.

However, Luo Wenxi never forgot to say: "Every year in the future, we will take a set of photos, okay?" From the age of sixteen to the age of twenty-six and thirty-six...... Until the day when I was too old to walk. ”

Tang Mingyao looked forward to that scene and said, "Okay, shoot every year."