Back in the real world, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Fu Chen went out non-stop.

First of all, I found someone to make black and white photos, which is relatively simple, and can usually be made by photoshop or even the Meitu App, and Fu Chen will too. However, if you want to make the photos have the style of the Republic of China, you can really need professionals to be fake, and the material of the photo is also very important, and nothing can be missed.

At this time, it is quite simple to find a photo studio, pay a few hundred oceans, and the black and white photos will be done.

"Sir, the photo can be made, but ......" The retouching brother was very helpless, looking at the black and white photos on the table, the new one was compared with the original, the gap was too obvious.

Fu Chen was also not very satisfied, the photo on Jin San's good citizen certificate, that is, the original photo, was obviously pale yellow.

This pale yellow is not only because it has been used for a long time and is a little old with traces, but the material is not pure white. Compared with the two, the material is too different from the newly taken photo, and it is not possible to solve it by using some technical means and forgery.

You can't settle for the photo, or you'll die.

"There's no such thing as the seventies and eighties, the older black-and-white originals?" Fu Chen asked without giving up.

"It's gone." I couldn't find it all over the store, and the boss spread out his hands, a little helpless, and couldn't cry or laugh at the strange requests of customers.

"Alright then, goodbye." Even though he was a little disappointed, Fu Chen finally paid the money and left with a black and white photo. What he needs is the kind of master, the kind of nostalgic style of photo studio, the kind that can make a sense of history. Obviously, the young retouching brother and the middle-aged boss are not suitable personnel.

He still has to continue to look slowly, and if he can't find it by tomorrow morning, he can only postpone leaving the Golden State. Or, if you can't find it in this plane, you can only go to the mission time and space to find a photo studio master to do it.

Thinking like this, driving on the road, suddenly the phone vibrates, and a message is sent. Fu Chen opened it and saw that it was the clown lady outside KFC, Shen Xiaoyu, an art school student, but unfortunately he could only go to the circus after graduation, and he often had to work part-time. In these years, the proletariat can only fight like this.

"How about a fake beard? Does it work? But well, even if you can't use it, I won't return the money to you. ”

Fu Chen looked at the news, and couldn't help but think of Huzi's outfit after makeup, and couldn't help but smile slightly, and casually sent the color photos and black and white photos he took. After sending it, I clicked on the voice and asked, "How is it?" Republic of China style, okay. ”

"Mm-hmm, that's good...... But ......"

"But what?" Fu Chen asked.

"But the level of your photo is really good, and it is my props that make the photo have such an effect. However, this person is not you, I thought you were going to put a fake beard. ”

"When did I say I used it?" Fu Chen retorted.

"Bad review!"

"Hey, let me ask you something. Do you know where to take these black and white photos? I needed the style of the seventies and eighties, the kind of old photographic material, and now there is a sense of disobedience. Fu Chen asked casually, she was able to help with the makeup props last time, maybe she could be busy this time.

"I find you really weird, doing all these strange things."

When Fu Chen heard the voice, Shen Xiaoyu didn't answer directly, knowing that the other party didn't know, it seemed that he was really thinking too much. Thinking like this, another voice came: "Don't you know that I'm an art school student?" It's a performance, but it's also related to art. If you go to GZ Academy of Fine Arts, you can find it around the school. ”

GZ Academy of Fine Arts, one of the nine major art academies in China, how could Fu Chen not know, but does the Academy of Fine Arts have old photos?

"Really? Don't you lie to me? ”

"Lie to you that you're a puppy."

Fu Chen pondered, GZ Academy of Fine Arts is in GZ, this is SZ, almost more than 120 kilometers, at most two hours away. However, if it can't be done in black and white, it's not just a waste of time. After thinking about it, he was about to send a voice message to Shen Xiaoyu.

"Forget it, I said that you can't find it, or I'll take you with me. You'll have to pay, though. ”

was about to send a voice, but he didn't expect Shen Xiaoyu to send a message. Fu Chen was stunned, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and he took a single girl out in the middle of the night, and the distance was quite long, and the lonely man and widow were not very familiar, is this appropriate?

Paying the money, noticing these two words, Fu Chen was stunned. It seems that Shen Xiaoyu is very short of money, so he regards him as a patron and does not let go of the slightest opportunity. However, it's okay to think of it as a deal.

"I'm still outside the KFC store last time, it's past nine o'clock, I'm starving, I'm tired of the day, come and save me." Without waiting for Fu Chen to ask her specific location, Shen Xiaoyu sent a voice.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon."

When Fu Chen arrived at the location by car, he saw Shen Xiaoyu sitting on the steps, looking at the pedestrians on the side of the road in a daze, looking very lonely. She is not playing a clown today, but a koala, in a bulky costume.

"Get in the car!" He drove the car straight over, rolled down the window and said.

Shen Xiaoyu cheered and immediately jumped into the car.

"Eat some chocolate first." He threw over a box of chocolates, dragged the steering wheel with one hand, and said without looking back: "When you get to GZ, I'll treat you to a big meal." ”

"Okay, I'll reluctantly agree."

Fu Chen didn't speak again, he glanced at Shen Xiaoyu, who was taking off his prop costume.

Although this girl is young, she is not badly developed, bumpy and convex, not very spicy, but has a very green taste. Well, he has a strong blood, he has always lived like a single dog, he can't think about it anymore, and it will be hard to think about it again. Suppress the reverie in your heart and keep your heart like a stop driving.

Two hours later, I arrived at the GZ Academy of Fine Arts, and it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were few cars on the road, and there was not a single pedestrian.

"That's it?" Closing the car door with a snap, Fu Chen looked at a row of double-storey facades, plastered with small advertisements, those who treat psoriasis, those who are looking for young ladies, those who apply for fake certificates, those who rent houses, all kinds of things, how could I never imagine that there is this place next to the Academy of Fine Arts, it is too desolate and chaotic.

"Bang bang bang!" Shen Xiaoyu ignored him, and just slammed the shutter door hard.

"Mother Lei, a dead boy, don't sleep in the middle of the night to find death......" The lights upstairs turned on, and there was a burst of scolding. In the silence of the streets, it spreads far away.

"I'll give you a lung, Uncle Bo, there's business coming to your door." Not only upstairs scolded, but also Shen Xiaoyu downstairs.

Fu Chen was also dumbfounded, this girl not only likes money, but also has violent tendencies, and also likes to scold people, she is really unseemly.

Sensing his eyes, Shen Xiaoyu remembered that there was someone next to him, smiled awkwardly, and became quiet again.

It was much quieter, and after a few minutes, the roller shutter door opened, and an old man in a white vest came out, with gray hair and a bulging belly. He originally wanted to scold for a sentence or two, but when he saw Shen Xiaoyu, he immediately held back and didn't speak.

"Xiansen, are you doing something?" The old man looked at Fu Chen beside him and asked casually.

"I'm sorry to bother me so late." Fu Chen said apologetically, and only after finishing speaking, he handed over Jin San's certificate of good citizenship and three black-and-white photos, and said: "Make black-and-white photos, the style of the seventies and eighties, the material of the photo should be old, and it is similar to this." ”

When the old man heard him speak Mandarin, his eyes fell on the certificate of good citizenship, and he slowly glanced at him and said, "Kuoyi." Five hundred yuan, I'll help you do it, sit down first, and it'll take half an hour. But ......" the old man groaned, gave him a strange look, and stopped talking.

"But what?" Seeing the old man say Guangpu to him, Fu Chen could finally understand.

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