The next day, Duan Yun went to work as usual.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Duan Yun slipped out of the factory again.

As a 'habitual offender' who left early, the people in the department are also accustomed to it, but Duan Yun is a college student, and he is still a classmate with Deputy Section Chief Cheng Qingyan, and there is a secretary to take care of him, even if others are not used to it, no one will be stupid enough to go to the leader to make a small report, so everyone in the technical department has the right to treat this person as if there is no such person in the department.

After returning to the rental house, Duan Yun went straight to the dark room.

Closing the door, Duan Yun turned on the red light and began to do the best processing of the film.

Place the film in the card slot, pour the developer into the sink and soak for three or four minutes, taking care to completely cover the film with the developer, keeping the existing temperature about one degree Celsius higher than the human body temperature, and constantly stirring the developer, on average every half a minute. This is followed by a fixer rinse, a cleaning film, and a stabilizer rinse.

Finally, the photos were washed and dried, and during this period, Duan Yun left the darkroom and went to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy a few hardcover high-end albums.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, when Duan Yun entered the darkroom again, the photos inside had already dried.

After taking off the photo and looking at it, I was stunned.

Cheng Qingyan is indeed very photogenic, with beautiful facial features, a slender and slender figure, and a bit of classical and graceful temperament in her dress, even compared with some stars in later generations.

In addition, Duan Yun's shooting is also very successful, whether it is the angle of light, it is in place, the sun shines on Cheng Qingyan's body, and under the unique effect of black and white photos, there is a bit of an intoxicating artistic effect.

Duan Yun never expected the photos taken this time to be so successful, and correspondingly, the speaker part also successfully shot a high-end and heavy texture, which exceeded Duan Yun's expected effect.

Duan Yun quickly loaded these photos into the album, planning to make a label of the product model and price in the evening, so that it would be much more convenient when selling door-to-door in the future.

This time, Duan Yun made six sets of catalogs in one go, and the negatives are still there, and if he needs to enter in the future, he can continue to wash his faces.

After sorting out the albums, Duan Yun was about to put them all in the cabinet first, when he suddenly remembered something, so he left a set of albums with him, and then went home to eat first.

There was still a class on Saturday night, and at half past six in the evening, Duan Yun rode a motorcycle to the downstairs of Cheng Qingyan's house as usual.

When Cheng Qingyan walked out of the corridor today, she still greeted Duan Yun with a smile, but unlike before, her father Cheng Changlin did not appear at the entrance of the unit with a straight face this time.

However, this is also indifferent to Duan Yun, he can fully understand some of Cheng Changlin's practices as a father, after all, Cheng Qingyan is the only daughter in the family.

The car quickly drove out of the factory.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the correspondence station.

The two of them seemed to have come a little early today, and when they entered the classroom, only two or three students who lived near the city had already arrived, and the others were probably still rushing back and forth.

The two took out a rag from their desks and wiped down their chairs before sitting down.

"Qingyan, I'll show you something. At this time, Duan Yun took out the photo album from the document bag he brought and handed it to Cheng Qingyan.

"This is ......" Cheng Qingyan was stunned when she saw this.

"It's those pictures you took yesterday. ”

"It was washed out so quickly?" Cheng Qingyan said in surprise when she heard this.

"I have my own darkroom, so it's easy to wash photos. Duan Yun smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "If you take pictures at home in the future, you can let me wash it to ensure that you are satisfied." ”

"How do I feel that you can do anything? I haven't heard of anyone who can take pictures by themselves and then wash them themselves, this is a technical job, don't everyone go to the photo studio to wash it?" Cheng Qingyan turned to Duan Yun and said.

"The technology of the photo studio is not good, it is not as good as my washing technology. Duan Yun raised his eyebrows and said.

"I find that you like to brag more and more now!" Cheng Qingyan said with a chuckle when she heard this.

The next moment, Cheng Qingyan opened the photo album.

Just seeing the first photo, Cheng Qingyan was stunned.

Cheng Qingyan didn't expect that the photos taken by Duan Yun would be so good.

Although Cheng Qingyan doesn't know much about photography techniques, in her opinion, Duan Yun's washed out photos are no less than the covers of some magazines such as "Popular Film".

Girls like to leave more images in their youth, which is the same reason that later generations of girls are very keen on taking selfies.

Since she was a child, Cheng Qingyan has also taken a lot of photos, and she also has a camera at home, but her father's amateur photography technique often makes the photos taken miserable, either backlit or inaccurate, so that Cheng Qingyan has no interest in taking pictures at all.

But Cheng Qingyan really likes the photos in Duan Yun's album, so much so that she can't put it down.

"Duan Yun, can you ...... Send me two photos ......" After half a ring, Cheng Qingyan said with some embarrassment.

"Haha, this album was originally washed out by me and given to you as a souvenir. Duan Yun said with a smile.

"That's great. Cheng Qingyan said excitedly.

"No thanks, the next time I take a product promotion photo, I may have to trouble you......" Duan Yun said.

"Yes!" Cheng Qingyan nodded very dryly and said, "You still need me to be a model, just open your mouth." ”

"Great!" Duan Yun said with a smile.

"Are you a photo album?" At this time, the squad leader Jiang Zhipeng also walked to the seat in the back row of his own, and asked curiously after seeing Cheng Qingyan holding a photo album in his hand.

"Yes. Cheng Qingyan responded when she heard this, and said, "This is what Duan Yun helped me shoot." ”

"That's right...... Can you show me? Jiang Zhipeng asked.

"Squad Leader Jiang, you said that you are such an old comrade, what does it mean to look at the photos of other people's little girls?" Seeing that Cheng Qingyan seemed to be a little hesitant, Duan Yun on the side hurriedly laughed and teased.

In fact, Duan Yun had a good impression of this old squad leader who was nearly fifty years old, and knew that he might be out of curiosity, but he still interjected.

"You two are about the same age as my daughter, and you are children in my eyes, but people can encounter anything in this life, and it is fate that our two generations can become classmates, so I am just curious......," Jiang Zhipeng said with a smile.

"Actually, it's the photo Duan Yun helped me take. When Cheng Qingyan heard this, she also generously handed over the album.

After Jiang Zhipeng took the album and looked at it, his expression was stunned, and then he asked Duan Yun in surprise: "You took this photo?"

"yes. Duan Yun nodded.

"Not only does he take pictures, but he also washes them. Cheng Qingyan interjected beside her.

"Master, ......" Jiang Zhipeng was even more surprised when he heard this, and asked Duan Yun again: "Does your unit have a darkroom?"