"Woohoo...... Woo Woo Woo ......"

A series of slamming doors sounded, and a lazy voice came from the photo studio,

"There's a power outage, there's a power outage, and the photo can't be photographed."

"Nonsense, people have taken pictures back in the sky, and you can't take pictures when the power goes out."

On the way here, Zhang Sixing also chatted with the lieutenant surnamed Han. He was a native of Wuchang and served in the military police regiment of the garrison headquarters. Today, I happened to lead a patrol near the city gate, and I saw Zhang Sixing and them landing, so I came so quickly.

"Pictures taken by foreigners, foreigners are especially sick, and good photos are not taken by people. I also ran to the sky to shoot, I can go to the sky to shoot and what to do here with Lao Tzu. ”

"Why don't you talk so much, Lao Tzu is a gendarme on official duty, and if you delay the matter, you will be treated as a traitor."

When Lieutenant Han was scolding the people inside in Wuhan dialect across the door, although he didn't understand very well, Zhang Sixing still heard from the tone of the two of them that he was almost about to quarrel, he patted Lieutenant Han on the shoulder,

"Hey, I said Lieutenant Han, you speak kindly, why are you like eating gunpowder."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights came on in the photo studio, and the people inside replied in a dialect,

"When there is no electricity, how can it shine beautifully if you can't hit the light, and you don't have to count it in your heart?"

The man inside was holding a lantern and a curtain covering a windowed door. The dim light came out, and the people inside saw Lieutenant Han's military uniform and two ghosts in a blink of an eye.

And these two ghosts look like they've been dead for a long time, with hair on their heads and bodies. And the hair is quite long, and when the wind blows, it sways with the wind.

The teacher of the photo studio was frightened and wanted to turn around and run, but his legs were weak as soon as he took a step, so he directly sat on the ground.

"It's a ghost on Banma Day, and I'm scared to death Lao Tzu's crotch is going to break ......"

Seeing the scene inside, Lieutenant Han only remembered at this time,

"Major Zhang, you took off the things on your face, and the common people were not killed by the devils, but were scared to death by the two of you."

It wasn't until then that Zhang Sixing remembered that he and Yelena were still wearing face armor. The two of them worked together and took off the face armor. Even Yelena still skimmed non-standard Chinese,

"Hey, hey, old man, we foreigners are sick. If you can't tell you today, ...... Miss Ben wants to reason with you. ”

Yelena, who was originally on fire in her beautiful eyes, noticed Zhang Sixing's eyes looking at her, and her voice seemed to bend, and instantly became a Karami-style clip sound.

Lieutenant Han, who was on the side, saw Yelena's face and heard her beautiful clip sound, only to feel that the bones were crispy, and they stuck to her face and couldn't turn away.

Finding Lieutenant Han's gaze, the eyebrows that were originally drawn like willow leaves immediately stood up,

"Lieutenant Han, you're a soldier, don't you know how to say sorry when you see the people who are frightened by you?"

A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out, and Lieutenant Han was speechless for a while, thinking:

Isn't it the two of you who are scared, but Lao Tzu is scared.

looked at Yelena and Zhang Sixing in a blink of an eye, they were really handsome men and women, and they couldn't be connected with scary.

But after thinking about it again, I feel that things are wrong, the scary part of Lao Tzu is only the official authority, which is like the two of them painting a grimace, running around most of the night, no matter how you look at it, it is scary enough.

At this time, the conversation between the three people outside attracted the attention of the photographer who fell inside.

Hey, how did you become a human, or to a beautiful young man. I really don't know how to learn well, and I wear a grimace at night to scare people.

The anger that originally saw that the gendarmerie officer had dispersed couldn't help but puff up again,

"You ...... You guys...... Not as bullying as you, the three of you don't sleep for most of the night, wear a grimace and come out to scary play, what a bastard, Lao Tzu went to the gendarmerie headquarters to sue you. ”

"Woohoo"

Listening to the words of the photographer inside, Lieutenant Han was also a little angry, and he slammed on the door and shouted,

"What do you call the three of us, I'm not wearing a mask, it's the two of them, they're members of the German Officers' Advisory Corps. Hurry up and open the door, we are still in a hurry to rush to the photo, otherwise the spy will run away and Lao Tzu will treat you as a traitor. ”

This time, the photographer heard it clearly, no longer quarreled with Lieutenant Han outside in the difficult Wuhan dialect, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Just make a photo, alas...... You said it earlier. There is no electricity to take pictures but it is okay to wash photos, fast forward, fast in, and nothing can be said to let the devil run away. ”

Hearing that the owner of the photo studio turned so fast, Yelena was slightly surprised. She quietly looked at Zhang Sixing with an inquiring gaze, and didn't understand that the scolding battle that was noisy just now was actually solved with a word of a devil's scheming.

Zhang Sixing didn't feel strange about this, although ordinary people all have habits that are good or bad. For the majority of Chinese people, most people can still share the same hatred.

Of course, there are traitors all the time, and most of the puppet soldiers are just forced by life and have to do it.

Although the Guo army does not talk about "the situation between the army and the people", most of the people are willing to do their best to defend their homes and the country.

"Come in, come in, follow me, the darkroom is in the back."

Habitually entering the room, Zhang Sixing first looked at the layout of the room, and the door, like most Chinese shops, had a counter. Behind the counter are bookshelves with framed photographs of hand-coloured photographs.

Looking at those photos with red faces, as if dressed like a flower girl in an opera, Zhang Sixing felt a little like laughing. However, it was color, and color film was scarce and expensive in those years, and it was not until the post-war period that color film slowly became popular.

I hope Yelena uses color film, after all, it is aerial photography and nighttime, if it is black and white film, then how to distinguish what color lights are used, and how to distinguish where there are spies.

However, this kind of professional thing naturally does not have to be done by a layman like Zhang Sixing, even if it is infiltrated and investigated, he naturally does not need to develop the photos himself, he only needs to bring the film back, anyway, film is easier to carry concealed than photos.

When Yelena and the photographer entered the darkroom, they were still chattering and explaining to each other that it was normal to use a camera without taking pictures of people.

"Sir, you know the reporters, they use cameras mainly to shoot things, not people. There are also those who like ...... I like to take pictures in the sky, but foreigners are really not sick. ”

Hearing Yelena's explanation, the photographer came to say something and directly silenced Yelena.

"That's the smell of you and us Chinese people, and those foreign devils...... The little girl is your spirit when she follows us Huaxia, but don't learn from him to be bad, just now the grimace you two wore almost scared half of my old man's life. ”