Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious
Chapter 252 Photo Gallery
Chapter 252 Photo Gallery
The food was served, and Shicheng's dishes took up half of the round table.
A few men hadn't finished their wine, so they were not in a hurry to eat, and they drank and chatted with chopsticks from time to time.
While talking, Song Yi naturally picked up a piece of duck wing from the basin and put it into Lin Yuzhu's bowl.
The man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, the captain's double-minded ability is fine.
As long as there is a piece of duck wing that dares to show its head, it will definitely end up in Lin Yuzhu's bowl.
We all know that the captain loves his wife. When I saw it with my own eyes, I still felt that the majestic image of the captain was shattered to the ground.
He Jinsheng only picked a few pieces of duck leg meat for Wenwen, and moved the steamed egg custard in front of her.
The Ye family couple and the man who came with them all have children, so they don't know how to stretch out their chopsticks to grab duck leg meat.
White rice with a little sweet potato mixed in, the oily dish made for a lively meal.
Wu Di heard that the team was reimbursed for the food, so she opened her stomach and ate hard, eating as much as two brothers Ye.
Seeing Ye Daguo Siwen's way of picking up vegetables, she felt so distressed.
When eating at home, I only feel seductive, but it is different outside.
There are even a handful of bean sprouts in it. After finally getting back to the public's full meal, can't you work harder!
But he didn't like others to pile vegetables into his bowl, but it made her so worried.
Wudi looked at the eggs still sticking to the wall and bottom of the bowl of steamed egg custard, and decisively scraped off the last bit of rice in the small wooden bucket, poured it into the egg steaming bowl, and carefully pushed the rice grains to scrape off the thin egg down.
Rice mixed with steamed egg bowl is something that children rush to do when they eat at home, and they must be mixed well to be reconciled.
Except for Xia Mingzhen's mother and daughter, the rest were laborers who were used to the work, and there was not even any soup left after the dishes were eaten.
It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when we came out of the state-run hotel.
The man who came together pointed to the department store diagonally opposite, "I'll go over there and wait for the bus at the station."
"Okay, we have a lot to do, let's go first." Song Yi led a few people towards the photo studio.
The neighborhood of the department store is more lively, and various state-owned stores are scattered around.
The photo studio was also state-run. At that time, there was no color photography business, and the price of photography was managed by the province.
According to the technical and equipment conditions of the photo studio, it is divided into grades A, B and C, and the price is graded.
Only three photo studios in provincial capital cities are classified as Class A, and photo studios in other cities and rural areas implement Class B or Class C charging standards respectively.
The Seagull Photo Studio is only one street away from the Chengnan State-run Hotel, and it is said to have existed since the Republic of China.
The two-story building has a backyard, and the photographer is a man in his 50s.
White shirt, blue trousers, black leather shoes, and checkered cuffs on his arms.
He stood there imposingly, nodding and smiling at the few people who came in.
"Hello, are you here to take a photo? Solo or group photo?"
The temples of the gentleman's elegant and big back are mixed with some silver hair.
Time has been especially kind to his face, and the years have added a mature and restrained stability to his handsome and romantic features.
Song Yi looked around the store, pointed to one of the couple photos hanging on the wall, "Let's just take that one."
There are many photos hanging on the wall in the store, and the most prominent positions are all good-looking ones.
First, it is pleasing to the eye, and second, it also shows the level of photography.
Master Jing is very experienced and understood immediately.
"Oh, I'm here to cut the marriage certificate and take a commemorative photo, right? That's fine."
He nodded kindly with a smile, and took a few glances at Big Brother Ye who was dressed in patched old clothes.
There was more emotion in his eyes, and he asked gently: "Is it here to take pictures today, too?"
Brother Ye pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed suddenly, and nodded uncomfortably.
"Yes, with my wife. Do you have any decent clothes?"
"Yes, we have some in store."
Master Jing glanced at Wudi who was standing beside her looking around curiously, walked over and smiled at her.
"Hello, your wife said that she wants to use the clothes in our store. There are also shirts and trousers like theirs, as well as Chinese tunic suits and red suits. In summer, dresses are also available."
Wu Di was taken aback when she heard this, "Is this so advanced?"
How about preparing clothes?
This is so sweet!
She looked at the street outside the door, and picked her fingers hesitantly, "Does the dress have the size I'm wearing?"
"Yes, you wear a medium size. You can choose the color and pattern you like. The effect of black and white photos is similar." Master Jing suggested patiently.
The two were talking, when the sound of the engine chugs and chugs sounded outside, a Yangtze River 750 three-wheeled motorcycle turned off and stopped at the door of the store.
There is a sidecar with wheels on the right side of the two-wheeled motorcycle. This imitation of the BMW R71 model is a unique form of transportation. People have given it two nicknames for its image.
Big car.
侉子.
A slender young man came in from outside the store, sat down on the wicker chair in the counter, raised his long legs, and put his feet on the glass counter.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out one in his mouth, and threw the pack on the counter.
He touched a delicate orange-red metal lighter, opened the windshield cover, clicked twice, tilted his head and lit the cigarette.
He half-closed his eyes and looked at the people in the store with a relaxed and casual posture.
When the eyes turned to Lin Yuzhu's face, she smiled, and looked away to look at other people.
The tails of the long and narrow eyes were lifted up, and a small tear mole underneath made the whole face look indescribably romantic.
Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows slightly. It's rare to see such a romantic, good-looking handsome guy in this small county.
The eyes that look at people are full of appreciation, romantic but not obscene.
The eyes are full of peach blossoms, and at first glance, he is a master who has eaten and seen, and there is no shortage of women.
"Tsk, put your legs down, what does it look like in front of customers! Pull it out, don't choke the child!"
Master Jing walked over and unceremoniously kicked his legs off, grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the ground to crush him a few times.
The young man was not annoyed either. He lazily put his hands behind his head and leaned back, closing his eyes.
"Don't assign your work to me~ I'm tired~"
"No, I'm in a hurry to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate. You go and take pictures of those two young couples, and just tidy up your appearance. It will be quick, and I will help you."
"Tsk, I knew it... I would have come back later..."
He let out a breath of frustration, got up and sluggishly walked out of the counter.
Without looking behind, he raised his hand and hooked his fingers lazily, "Come on~ finish the photo early and call it a day."
Master Jing explained to several people with an apologetic smile: "I still have to choose clothes for these two, I'm afraid it will delay your time, my nephew is also good at taking pictures, you go with him."
Song Yi can't bear the look of young people who are lazy and sluggish the most.
It's just that he was really in a hurry at this moment, so he had to lead Lin Yuzhu to follow.
Does anyone remember this handsome guy!
(End of this chapter)
The food was served, and Shicheng's dishes took up half of the round table.
A few men hadn't finished their wine, so they were not in a hurry to eat, and they drank and chatted with chopsticks from time to time.
While talking, Song Yi naturally picked up a piece of duck wing from the basin and put it into Lin Yuzhu's bowl.
The man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, the captain's double-minded ability is fine.
As long as there is a piece of duck wing that dares to show its head, it will definitely end up in Lin Yuzhu's bowl.
We all know that the captain loves his wife. When I saw it with my own eyes, I still felt that the majestic image of the captain was shattered to the ground.
He Jinsheng only picked a few pieces of duck leg meat for Wenwen, and moved the steamed egg custard in front of her.
The Ye family couple and the man who came with them all have children, so they don't know how to stretch out their chopsticks to grab duck leg meat.
White rice with a little sweet potato mixed in, the oily dish made for a lively meal.
Wu Di heard that the team was reimbursed for the food, so she opened her stomach and ate hard, eating as much as two brothers Ye.
Seeing Ye Daguo Siwen's way of picking up vegetables, she felt so distressed.
When eating at home, I only feel seductive, but it is different outside.
There are even a handful of bean sprouts in it. After finally getting back to the public's full meal, can't you work harder!
But he didn't like others to pile vegetables into his bowl, but it made her so worried.
Wudi looked at the eggs still sticking to the wall and bottom of the bowl of steamed egg custard, and decisively scraped off the last bit of rice in the small wooden bucket, poured it into the egg steaming bowl, and carefully pushed the rice grains to scrape off the thin egg down.
Rice mixed with steamed egg bowl is something that children rush to do when they eat at home, and they must be mixed well to be reconciled.
Except for Xia Mingzhen's mother and daughter, the rest were laborers who were used to the work, and there was not even any soup left after the dishes were eaten.
It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when we came out of the state-run hotel.
The man who came together pointed to the department store diagonally opposite, "I'll go over there and wait for the bus at the station."
"Okay, we have a lot to do, let's go first." Song Yi led a few people towards the photo studio.
The neighborhood of the department store is more lively, and various state-owned stores are scattered around.
The photo studio was also state-run. At that time, there was no color photography business, and the price of photography was managed by the province.
According to the technical and equipment conditions of the photo studio, it is divided into grades A, B and C, and the price is graded.
Only three photo studios in provincial capital cities are classified as Class A, and photo studios in other cities and rural areas implement Class B or Class C charging standards respectively.
The Seagull Photo Studio is only one street away from the Chengnan State-run Hotel, and it is said to have existed since the Republic of China.
The two-story building has a backyard, and the photographer is a man in his 50s.
White shirt, blue trousers, black leather shoes, and checkered cuffs on his arms.
He stood there imposingly, nodding and smiling at the few people who came in.
"Hello, are you here to take a photo? Solo or group photo?"
The temples of the gentleman's elegant and big back are mixed with some silver hair.
Time has been especially kind to his face, and the years have added a mature and restrained stability to his handsome and romantic features.
Song Yi looked around the store, pointed to one of the couple photos hanging on the wall, "Let's just take that one."
There are many photos hanging on the wall in the store, and the most prominent positions are all good-looking ones.
First, it is pleasing to the eye, and second, it also shows the level of photography.
Master Jing is very experienced and understood immediately.
"Oh, I'm here to cut the marriage certificate and take a commemorative photo, right? That's fine."
He nodded kindly with a smile, and took a few glances at Big Brother Ye who was dressed in patched old clothes.
There was more emotion in his eyes, and he asked gently: "Is it here to take pictures today, too?"
Brother Ye pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed suddenly, and nodded uncomfortably.
"Yes, with my wife. Do you have any decent clothes?"
"Yes, we have some in store."
Master Jing glanced at Wudi who was standing beside her looking around curiously, walked over and smiled at her.
"Hello, your wife said that she wants to use the clothes in our store. There are also shirts and trousers like theirs, as well as Chinese tunic suits and red suits. In summer, dresses are also available."
Wu Di was taken aback when she heard this, "Is this so advanced?"
How about preparing clothes?
This is so sweet!
She looked at the street outside the door, and picked her fingers hesitantly, "Does the dress have the size I'm wearing?"
"Yes, you wear a medium size. You can choose the color and pattern you like. The effect of black and white photos is similar." Master Jing suggested patiently.
The two were talking, when the sound of the engine chugs and chugs sounded outside, a Yangtze River 750 three-wheeled motorcycle turned off and stopped at the door of the store.
There is a sidecar with wheels on the right side of the two-wheeled motorcycle. This imitation of the BMW R71 model is a unique form of transportation. People have given it two nicknames for its image.
Big car.
侉子.
A slender young man came in from outside the store, sat down on the wicker chair in the counter, raised his long legs, and put his feet on the glass counter.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out one in his mouth, and threw the pack on the counter.
He touched a delicate orange-red metal lighter, opened the windshield cover, clicked twice, tilted his head and lit the cigarette.
He half-closed his eyes and looked at the people in the store with a relaxed and casual posture.
When the eyes turned to Lin Yuzhu's face, she smiled, and looked away to look at other people.
The tails of the long and narrow eyes were lifted up, and a small tear mole underneath made the whole face look indescribably romantic.
Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows slightly. It's rare to see such a romantic, good-looking handsome guy in this small county.
The eyes that look at people are full of appreciation, romantic but not obscene.
The eyes are full of peach blossoms, and at first glance, he is a master who has eaten and seen, and there is no shortage of women.
"Tsk, put your legs down, what does it look like in front of customers! Pull it out, don't choke the child!"
Master Jing walked over and unceremoniously kicked his legs off, grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the ground to crush him a few times.
The young man was not annoyed either. He lazily put his hands behind his head and leaned back, closing his eyes.
"Don't assign your work to me~ I'm tired~"
"No, I'm in a hurry to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate. You go and take pictures of those two young couples, and just tidy up your appearance. It will be quick, and I will help you."
"Tsk, I knew it... I would have come back later..."
He let out a breath of frustration, got up and sluggishly walked out of the counter.
Without looking behind, he raised his hand and hooked his fingers lazily, "Come on~ finish the photo early and call it a day."
Master Jing explained to several people with an apologetic smile: "I still have to choose clothes for these two, I'm afraid it will delay your time, my nephew is also good at taking pictures, you go with him."
Song Yi can't bear the look of young people who are lazy and sluggish the most.
It's just that he was really in a hurry at this moment, so he had to lead Lin Yuzhu to follow.
Does anyone remember this handsome guy!
(End of this chapter)
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