There were four guests in the happy forest one night, only one satisfaction was recorded, no way, the Polaroid night scene is worse, even if the neon is shiny, but the photos that come out are always a little dim, the young man may like this hazy and ambiguous atmosphere, but for the old people, there is only one word: picky.

Xu Bin yawned and returned to the classic photo studio It was already eleven o'clock at night, and he was about to hurry up and wash up and go to bed, but he heard the bell at the mouth of the chimney cave tinkling non-stop, fortunately, this sound was only heard by Xu Bin, otherwise in the middle of the night, it would not have attracted the neighbors to complain.

"Ding, there's a guest here. "Ding, there's a guest here. "Ding, there's a guest here. ”

Annoying single loop, Xu Bin waved his hand helplessly: "Ding, there is a guest, welcome." "It's the door that opens and the guests outside the door can finally come in.

It was the muddy servant who was scolded back by Xu Bin in the morning: "Don't talk nonsense, the store is already closed, if you bring enough money, put it down and go out, if you still come to the price, you won't send it slowly." ”

The mud servant trembled obviously, and the corners of his lips trembled with grievance, but he had been waiting outside the store for half an afternoon and a night...... But in the end, he didn't say anything, put a small yellow burden on the table, untied it, and revealed a small pile of shiny yellow crystals: "Thirty crystals reservation gold, please take a look at the curator." ”

Xu Bin was a little impatient, opened the drawer with the burden and Huang Jing and swept it into the drawer: "Come on, don't order, I'm going to close the door." ”

The mud servant scrambled to the chimney hole.

"Wait. Xu Bin suddenly raised his head: "What day is the appointment?"

The mud servant hurriedly sped up the speed of passing through the hole, leaving only a long tail note: "Most, the last few days ......"

"it!"

......

At six o'clock in the morning, in front of the mobile phone ringing to declare that the blood was about to be hot, Xu Bin sat on the bed for five minutes with a yawn and a dull look, until the second alarm rang, he woke up, quickly pressed the mobile phone, and began to wash.

Although the reservation time is 8 o'clock, the place where the guest named Tian Tian Shang on the M group made an appointment is 16 stations away from the classic photo studio, and in this third-tier town without a subway, it will take an hour if the bus is not jammed, not to mention that the whole city can be jammed into the morning rush hour of the temporary auto show.

At seven fifty-five, Xu Bin squeezed down from the bus with a huge equipment bag on his back, pressed his mobile phone, looked at the time, and Xu Bin let out a long breath: "Fortunately, I wasn't late." ”

Xu Bin dialed the sweet phone, asked for the specific location, and by the way, he brushed the messed hairstyle with his other hand, the meaning of a man is that a man must maintain his image no matter when and where, Xu Bin is convinced of this sentence.

In this era of looking at faces, who knows when you will be able to meet your own Miss Right, pay attention to one point, not to mention this kind of door-to-door service, the overall image is also the guest's first judgment on you. Professional technology, conscientiousness and responsibility are all ranked after this article.

"Well, I'm Tian Tian up, you look right from the station, about 100 meters or so, there is a building built in the 90s, half of the green mosaic has been dropped, I'm in 501, I'm sorry for Curator Xu, it's inconvenient for me to pick you up." ”

The woman's voice was very low, as if she was holding the microphone with her hand, and there was some unreal noise on the phone.

Xu Bin said that he had seen the building and hung up the phone.

This belongs to the old city of Qingbei City, the narrow and dilapidated alleys and greasy and gray street vendors all over the ground seem to be the main color here, and the old building where Tian Tian is located is very old, and only a large area of uneven gray cement is left at a glance.

In order to make people more noticeable, the small advertisements in the corridor are specially printed with a new version with the house number, and the huge numbers are particularly conspicuous in a pile of messy stickers for unlocking and poking sewer hourly housekeeping.

"What kind of pastries are you shooting in this kind of place? Did the employer write the wrong requirements?" Xu Bin stood in the corridor and tightened the backpack on his back, a little puzzled in his mind, how can this kind of old and messy place feel like it can't be registered with the exquisite and delicious pastries, in case the employer has other needs, wouldn't he bring the wrong equipment?

Xu Bin scratched his head, no matter what, just take a look.

Standing at the door of 501, when Xu Bin was about to knock on the door, he heard some tinkling sounds from the room, like some stainless steel cooking utensils rolling to the ground, and then a man's low roar: "All day long, all these useless things, the fools downstairs have found men, don't you know to fall in love and get married? ”

Xu Bin looked up at the door sign with the advertisement, it was indeed 501, yes, he hesitated a little, but still knocked on the door, no way, the world is big, the food is the biggest, this is a business, you can't let it go.

The door soon opened, and a girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but red eyes, came to open the door, saw Xu Binleng for a moment, and a touch of red flew on her cheeks, and said embarrassedly: "Director Xu, please come in, let you see the joke, you can shoot, my dad will not affect your shooting." ”

"Bang" is another sound of a basin smashing to the ground, "You are an unfilial girl, who does Lao Tzu influence?"

"Ahem, old man, don't make any noise, the girl has spent money on someone, don't waste the money. The voice of a frail old lady came from the back room.

Sweet Dad snorted and sat on the old-fashioned spring sofa in the living room, and Xu Bin walked in the door.

The living room is not big, but it is very clean, all the furniture reflects the style of the eighties of the last century, the dark brown lacquered TV cabinet is equipped with more than 20 inches of old picture tube TV, some mottled and curly reddish-brown floor paint, the wooden frame rests on an old-fashioned sofa with a single spring cushion, and a thin old man sits in the middle with a murderous sword, which can not hide the constraints that the family can know at a glance.

Xu Bin glanced at it slightly and turned his gaze, and did not greet the old man.

This is not that Xu Bin does not respect the old and love the young, but Xu Bin has always believed that respect must be relative, you give it to me, I will give it to you, and it will not be worthy of respect and love just because you are old or you are young.

For example, if a bastard becomes even more of a bastard when he gets older, will you develop feelings of respect for the other person because of his age?

Or a child who spits around and scolds his mother for holding the keys to the paint of a car parked on the side of the road, although he may not know what these mean, but you will love him because he is not old?

Xu Bin followed his employer to the kitchen adjacent to the living room, and Xu Bin noticed that the thin girl's left foot was a little lame, and the loose left trouser tube had a bit of the flow of culottes as she walked.