Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The train started slowly, and the conductor came to deliver hot water once, and the compartment became quiet.

Yang Rui took two more photos, and then handed the camera over to Wensi.

As a newspaper editor, Wensi likes photography, but he doesn’t get in touch with good cameras much, especially the high-end camera with rangefinder rangefinder like the Hongqi 20. The photographers who finally got it love it as their own, and can only lend it to others at most. He played with it for a few minutes, and it was impossible to replace a single lens.

Yang Rui took out all three lenses, and even took out a film, and used it casually.

Although he has the desire to collect, but the value-added speed of things like cameras is far behind inflation, so collecting is just an explanation for the desire to consume. Since he has taken it out and used it, he has no hope. Favorite it to earn money.

Wen Si was obviously a little reluctant to leave, and after a while, he sat down with Yang Rui and discussed the difference between wide-angle and standard lenses with him.

Yang Rui responded without saying a word, thinking it was a pastime during the journey.

Wen Xiaoman took this opportunity to look carefully at Yang Rui's appearance, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he became, his little heart was beating even more.

She is very satisfied with this journey.

"Why don't you eat the grilled fish?" Ma Lihua gently pushed her daughter.

Wen Xiaoman's face turned red instantly, and he covered it with his hands to cover it up, saying, "I don't want to eat."

"Didn't you just see that you really like food? What's the matter?"

"It's just... I'm full." Wen Xiaoman actually didn't want to be seen by the pretty boy opposite who was wolfing down his food.

Although the grilled fish is delicious, and although Wen Xiaoman often doesn't care about his image, Yang Rui, who is wearing a yellow and blue sportswear, is indeed a bit too beautiful, far exceeding the delicious level of grilled fish.

Ma Lihua looked at the remaining half of the grilled fish not understanding, shook her head and said, "You usually eat two or three bowls of rice, why do you eat so little today? Are you sick?"

"No... Where is it? Didn't the teacher tell us to keep in shape? We have to prepare for the exam next year." Wen Xiaoman bowed his head deeply, as if he was repenting for the rice that had been digested all these years.

"This child..." Ma Lihua looked at the remaining half of the grilled fish, and said, "Old Wen, stop playing, and eat the grilled fish while it's hot. Here, Xiao Yang, you can eat one too."

"No need, I ate it when I came out." Yang Ruiqian gave in.

Sure enough, Ma Lihua stopped persuading, and pushed half of the grilled fish in front of Wen Si.

"I'll eat later." Wensi was too busy playing with the camera.

Ma Lihua had no choice but to pick it up and eat it by herself. to her right,

The husband is staring at Yang Rui's camera, her left, and the daughter is staring at Yang Rui...

Suddenly, Ma Lihua became vigilant, elbowed her daughter down, and said, "You, go read, you didn't do your homework."

"I did." Wen Xiaoman was very unhappy.

"I'll read the book after I've done it. Have you memorized the music score?"

"Back."

"Carry the new one on your back."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoman lowered his head, glanced at Yang Rui again, took out the music textbook, and hummed silently.

The little girl's voice was very good, and she managed to attract Yang Rui's attention.

This is a very cute little girl, with a pair of lively eyes and two pigtails on her head, she is active and clever.

To describe it in terms beyond the times, this is simply a cute two-dimensional girl.

"It's really not easy to meet such a cute girl in the 80s." Yang Rui commented secretly, but he didn't stare at her, instead he opened the wooden box Yao Yue gave him.

The wooden box is quite big, tall and wide. The first layer is opened, and it is fried into charred tenderloin and meatballs, which smells delicious.

The second layer is the classic Kung Pao Chicken, the chicken is well-proportioned in size and bright in color.

The third layer is a small iron lunch box with a note on it: pour hot water into the bottom layer to keep the temperature of the food.

The handwriting on the note is slender, it is Yao Yue's brushwork that Yang Rui is familiar with.

Yang Rui opened the iron lunch box, which was full of crystal grains of rice.

"Did your partner just give it to you?" Ma Lihua asked suddenly.

Yang Rui raised his head as if waking up, smiled and said nothing.

Wen Xiaoman pouted and asked, "Brother Yang, you are studying at Peking University, what about her?"

"She's at Hedong University."

"Then it won't be difficult for the two of you to meet in the future?"

Yang Rui smiled noncommittally.

Ma Lihua tugged at her daughter and said, "Endorse the book well and mind your own business."

"Didn't you ask first?"

"I can ask, but you can't."

"dictatorship."

"kindness?"

"Oh, I see." Wen Xiaoman pouted again and lowered his head, but looked at Yang Rui with sparkling eyes.

Yang Rui also felt that she couldn't ask her any more questions, so he closed the wooden box with a smile, took out the walkman that Guan Shen bought for him, put on the earphones, and closed his eyes to listen.

Gentle music streamed from the earphones, and Wen Si and Ma Lihua were dumbfounded.

On the contrary, Wen Xiaoman said happily: "It's a walkman, and Xiaoyue uses the same kind."

"I remember you said that Xiaoyue's walkman was brought by her father from abroad?" Wen Si asked her daughter thoughtfully when she saw that Yang Rui didn't seem to be able to hear her.

"Yes, put a tape in it, and you can listen to it while walking, so it's called Walkman." Wen Xiaoman is a music student, and the students in the class are all in good condition, and they have seen this new product.

"Listening at home is not the same. Why do you have to listen while walking? Besides, you don't know if there is a car coming from behind, how dangerous." Ma Lihua shook her head dissatisfied, and said: "You said that foreigners are also interesting, so good Technology, what to do wrong, do these things."

"The thinking of foreigners is different from ours." Wen Si said, and then looked at the camera again.

Opportunities like this don't come often. He wants to see more and think about it. Anyway, he is idle on the train.

Yang Rui closed his eyes, listening to Cantonese songs that seemed familiar but never heard before, experiencing the wonder of time and space and his own tranquility.

The train clanged forward, and the black smoke billowed out into the blue sky. The snow-white clouds floated leisurely in the sky, as if they were indifferent to everything on the ground.

The green trees outside the window appear and disappear, and the green hills and creeks flash by and reappear again and again. They make the picture monotonous and make Yang Rui drowsy.

Not long after, the magnetic "Shanshen Watermark" belt that had been changed twice stopped automatically. Yang Rui did not change it again, turned over, and let out even and small snoring sounds.

"Hey, what do you think this young man does at home?" Ma Lihua pulled her husband and began to gossip.

Comrade Wen Si gestured at the camera, and said impatiently: "You don't care what they do, the east river is so big, how would I know."

"This is not for you to guess."

"I can't guess."

"Hey, let me ask you, how much is the camera in your hand worth?" Ma Lihua asked in a different way.

Wensi became a little interested in chatting, and smiled, and said, "Don't ask how much it is, this is Hongqi 20, you can't buy it even if you have money."

"How to say?"

"This is a camera made in 1970. It was discontinued in 1979. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Ma Lihua asked cooperatively.

Wen Si smiled and said: "It's too difficult to make. Look at the lens and body. They are all imitated German cameras, and they are better than German ones. These optical glasses are all polished by old masters one by one. When they came out, not many were produced in total, and they were all given to the central media.”

"Then there is another one in your company?"

"Aren't we the Beijing Daily? The first thing you can do is to be close to the water. The old boy is reluctant to show it to anyone who wants to come. I have to talk to him this time when I go back."

"If you can't buy it, how did this young man get it?" Ma Lihua asked the key question.

Wen thought for a while, then shook his head, and said, "Maybe his family lent it to him? Or..."

"Finish the words, I'm so anxious."

"Otherwise, I bought it from Hong Kong." Wen Si shook his head and said, "I can't, it's too expensive."

"How expensive?" Ma Lihua was curious about this kind of question.

Wen Si raised three fingers and said, "More than 3,000 Hong Kong dollars. I participated in several exhibitions, but I didn't sell a few. Foreigners think it is expensive."

"Three thousand Hong Kong dollars?" Ma Lihua repeated, quickly grabbed Wen Si's arm, and said, "You still play with such an expensive thing? If it breaks, can you afford it? Hurry up and put it back properly."

"Hey, why do you speak so like a photojournalist from our agency..."

"Do you want to let it go?" Ma Lihua raised the grilled fish on the table.

"Let it go, I can't let it go." Wensi packed up the camera aggrievedly, put it on the table.

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