God's Palette

"What are you lending me so many lenses for?"

"Help me test it! Will these lenses perform well on your camera? I'm going to buy a new camera, and if these lenses are outdated, I'll have to buy new equipment along with it..."

"Oh, I got it! Then I'll pick up Brother Xun when the time comes."

This is a good opportunity to learn more about the applicability of the equipment, so that we can better complete Ye Qianluo's commission.At that time, the lens will not be able to use the strength of the camera, and it will only waste the opportunity to shoot...

One thing happened, Xia Xun turned off the phone.

"Boss, I'm going to take a photo with Zhuan Zhuan recently. The stockings are just a joke, they won't be given to me."

"Well, don't give it if you don't give it, it's okay." After all, when she bowed her head and chatted with Zhuan Zhuan, Mian Yu was already silent, and bought a box on Taobao, which contained all kinds of things.At that time, Xia Xun will have to pick up the courier by himself.

……

In the evening, Ye Qianluo showed up in a hurry and came with a box of books.

Because it is unnecessary, there are only volumes 1 to 22 of the main text, but the addition is really heavy enough.These books, without exception, were carefully wrapped in covers, so brand new that there was nothing to say.

In addition, there are some other sundries in her box.

There was a file bag containing something similar to paintings, but in larger quantities.The other bag contained only a few sheets of A4 paper with miscellaneous characters written on it.Ye Qianluo said that these are very precious things, and I hope Xia Xun can seriously refer to them.

Probably a reference to the Spiral Organ, Lien Nancy?Xia Xun thought.

After leaving these, Ye Qianluo politely declined Mian Yu's invitation to jokingly invite her to stay overnight, and left in a hurry. It could be seen that she was very much looking forward to the photographer's arrangement as soon as possible.

So - Xia Xun did not delay.

I carried the box into my room, which was becoming more and more life-like, lit the lamp, prepared my tablet, laptop, camera and desk, and started studying.

She wants to find all kinds of clues that can connect the words to reality from this box of jumbled messages.

Then, go to a certain corner of the world, use the lens and shutter to fulfill the dream of a girl.

This is no easy job.

Xia Xun originally wanted to start with the reference materials first, but Ye Qianluo stabbed there with an oil-based pen and wrote the line "There are spoilers, read the novel after reading it".She had to take out the first volume and start reading from the beginning...

Fortunately, compared with all kinds of difficult photography materials, teaching materials, and development history, this novel is already considered approachable.

……

the next day--

"Where's breakfast? Wake me up? People!" Mian Yu's angry voice, together with her small fist knocking on the door, awakened Xia Xun who was crawling on the table.

Cracking headache, stiffness...cold.And outside the window, the bright sky announced the arrival of the next day.

With a click, the door was opened, Mian Yu strode in, a basket of complaints accumulated in his mouth wanted to spew out, but stopped.She saw Xia Xun's messy desk, books were piled up in small stacks, and Xia Xun's pale face was pillowed among them.

"So hard..." She only muttered, "Sorry, I woke you up."

"Woo..." Xia Xun's flat face moved.

"Are you uncomfortable? All right, I'll make breakfast. If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed and sleep for a while. It's okay."

Mian Yu gently closed the door and went to the kitchen with a worried face.

The morning light made Xia Xun's sleepy eyes narrow, but Mian Yu's visit brought her back to normal operation.Supporting his stiff body, Xia Xun slowly remembered the bitterness in Ji Yu's heart.

She read the nine books carefully last night, and after reading them patiently, she found that they were pretty good, and the heroine was very cute.But he couldn't find it, where is the supporting role that Ye Qianluo mentioned...

Alas, thanks to God-given soap, I can wash away the pain of staying up all night, but I have to try to crawl into the bathroom first.

At this time, a phone call shook the table, causing her to have a splitting headache.

Xia Xun slowly crawled back again, stretched out his stiff hand to connect, and a thick bass voice shook the eardrums: "Hello! Is Brother Xun taking it? I'm here for Biantong Express. I have your package." Here you go! The box says it looks like some women's stockings."

"...Fuck."

Chapter 081: If You Go on a Journey

"Why are you swearing?" The courier brother was obviously upset.

"Put things in the courier collection office of the apartment building."

Xia Xun has already woken up from the fright - she still remembers that she suffered a loss last time, was played by Mian Yu as a doll, changed clothes for a long time, and even left a bunch of photos as black history.Now it's getting worse, it's actually stockings...

There is no way, let this box sleep in the collection office.

She turned off her mobile phone, ran into the bathroom, and washed away the exhaustion and pain all over her body with smaller and smaller soaps, and thought to herself, someday she will see the god of soap bubbles, and ask it for a new one.This thing is so easy to use, it is indeed a treasure made by God, especially when you need to stay up late.

"—You want to see me?" A unique bubble emerged from the bubbles in the bathtub.Its body is only black and white. It is round and the size of a fist. "What do you want me to do?"

"It's just right, God, look at this soap."

"Well, what happened?"

"Although it can be used for a long time, can you give me a new spare? I will go on a trip in the future, and maybe I will bring a small one."

"Hahaha." Suddenly, the God of Soap Bubbles laughed, "How can I have this ability now, and I will make you another one?"

In an instant, Xia Xun felt cold all over.Even soaking in a warm bathtub is like an immortal specimen in formalin, lifeless.This thing... just this one piece?Have you overused yourself?

The god stops floating upwards and turns downwards, dancing with a pool of foam.

It is more naughty than a child, shaking the bathtub.