Ding Haixing looked at the two of them from a distance, 'Very good! Keep it up. I clicked and pinched one.

Tong Xue held the bun and said coquettishly, "Hurry up, my hands are sore." There was affection between his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Hao Changsuo hurriedly took the bun, "Then let's eat together." ”

"Eat! I came here after breakfast in the hospital. Tong Xue said softly.

"Breakfast at the hospital?" Hao Changsuo narrowed his eyes, looked at her and said distressedly, "You were on duty yesterday, don't watch the movie, I'll send you back to rest." ”

"I'm in the middle of the night." Tong Xue's voice became more and more gentle when she heard this, "Don't worry, I don't have to go to work in the afternoon, I can rest." It's a pity not to watch the movie ticket you bought. Grabbing his hand, he said, "Come in!" It's so cold outside? You see my hands are so cold. ”

Hao Changsuo knew that she did it on purpose, but he couldn't refuse, and said softly, "Then go in!" The two walked into the cinema hand in hand.

It's not enough to stand so close to each other, in case Hao Changsuo quibbles! It would be nice to be intimate.

Ding Haixing was about to make a move, and when she was about to throw herself into her arms, Hao Changsuo was in her arms and captured such an ironclad piece of evidence.

Tong Xue suddenly grabbed Hao Changsuo's hand, oops! Sure enough, he was born in a high-level cadre, and he is open. Ding Haixing shouted in her heart: God really helps me.

Ding Haixing walked all the way down the street, in the era when men and women were very conservative, young men and women who fell in love did not dare to be so blatant hand in hand.

I only dare to find a place where no one quietly hooks up with a little hand, in this era of innocence and thinking that kissing will give birth to a little doll, everyone is very pure!

At this time, Ding Haixing hurriedly took two more shots, watched them enter the movie theater, and then turned around and left.

The available evidence is sufficient. In today's era, the treatment of men and women is very strict, and some gossip or an anonymous letter can make people ruined, not to mention the ironclad evidence in their hands.

Hao Changsuo, you're dead, enjoy this last happy hour! Glancing back at the movie theater, you are the first year of junior high school and I am the fifteenth, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in my cold eyes.

Without a movie ticket, she can't get in, it's useless to go in, and there is no evidence in the dark.

Now the main thing is, how to wash these photos out, she doesn't have the equipment?

Eyes wander, go to the photo studio first to see, and then wait for the opportunity.

Service units like this are usually located next to department stores, which are usually located in the city center. Ding Haixing said hello, and really found a photo studio near the mall, which had just opened for business at this time.

Ding Haixing pushed the door in, and a middle-aged man sat behind the counter and saw her come in and stand up.

"Master, how much does it cost to take a photo?" Ding Haixing walked over and asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man enthusiastically introduced, "Oh! It depends on how big the girl is, if it is an inch bareheaded, then even the photo with a wash of a dime, you need a few, one dime. If it is a four-inch photo without a background, it is two cents with a photo, and it needs to be washed a few more, one or two cents. ”

"Background?" Ding Haixing asked curiously with a smile.

"The background we have here is Tiananmen Square, and under the pagoda mountain in Yan'an, if you have a background of four inches, you will need four cents." The photographer explained in detail.

"What if it's just washing?" Ding Haixing said with a soft smile on her face, "Four inches!" ”

"That's two cents." The photographer said.

Ding Haixing unbuttoned it, took off the Leica camera hanging around his neck from the outer cover, and handed it to him.

The eyes are bright, the thief is bright, the master holds the camera with both hands, and touches it like a baby, and the fascinated look on his face shows that he really likes it.

Ding Haixing's eyes flashed, and he took the opportunity to ask with a smile, "Master, are you alone in the photo studio here?" ”

"Yes! I'm the only one. The photographer said along with her words.

"Are you busy then?" Ding Haixing continued.

"There are very few people who usually come to take pictures, and generally work photos have to be taken, and the others are to take a family photo for the New Year's holiday, and to take a wedding photo for the married. The rest of the time, I can't eat enough, who has that spare money to take pictures. The photographer said without raising his head, "So I'm completely busy by myself." ”

Ding Haixing's heart moved slightly, "Master, do you usually open the door here?" If you don't open the door, will anyone lead you to train you! ”

"I am the leader, and the leader is me." The master said with a smile, "The leader of the service company is my brother-in-law, who dares to say me." Holding up the Leica, he said, "I've always dreamed of having a camera like this, you don't know, this 135 viewfinder is better than the 120, convenient." The person who took the photo is still good-looking. ”

"Really?" Ding Haixing looked at him with a smile and said meaningfully, "Then do you want to take a photo with it!" ”

The photographer raised his head violently, and looked at Ding Haixing with green eyes, "Is it okay?" ”

"Of course." Ding Haixing's voice was unusually gentle, her clear eyes became as mysterious as the sea, and her voice was clear and fluttering, "As long as you follow my requirements, it's fine." ”

Ding Haixing's words seemed to have magical power, pulling him, and he had been completely hypnotized by Ding Haixing.

The photographer closed the door of the photo studio, took the Leica camera and Ding Haixing into the small dark room where the photos were developed one after another, and closed the door.

The dim red light poured down, adding a touch of eerie atmosphere to the cabin.

The photographer poured the roll over, took it out, mixed it with the chemical solution, and began to develop the film, and then began to process the photo.

Ding Haixing looked at the image of the two of them clearly printed on the photo paper, and let out a long breath, and then relieved himself.

The freshly washed out photo is wet, and now when I get it in my hand, I must have printed my handprint, and the photo has been smeared.

Reciting a mantra silently in his heart, nine nether fires burst out from his fingertips, and the turquoise flames dried the four photos sandwiched on the wire as soon as possible. Hold the photo with tweezers and put it in the photo paper bag.

Ding Haixing put away the developed negatives, hung the camera around his neck, and after sweeping the tail, he made sure that there was no omission, and then he left the small black room.

I'm afraid that the photographer's wish will not be fulfilled, but Ding Haixing still paid for the money for washing the photos, four sheets and eight cents.

asked the photographer to reopen the photo studio, Ding Haixing said, "Thank you!" Unleashed the hypnosis, turned around in a dashing manner, and disappeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

The photographer scratched his head in confusion, looking confused, "Thank you for what?" Raising his wrist and looking at the watch in his hand, "Yo! It's almost ten o'clock, how did you pass so quickly this morning...... Hey! What do I do with the money? It's weird. I couldn't figure it out, so I put the money on the counter, picked up the newspaper and read it while waiting for someone to take a picture.