Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Photography and portraiture - Please read the part about Lin Yangyu Zhouzhou and Luo Zhi Sheng in Huainan from The Best of Us (Liu Shui Gong) in August Chang'an! Thanks~

Please read the part about Lin Yangyu Zhouzhou and Luo Zhi Sheng in Huainan from The Best of Us (Liu Shui Gong) in August Chang'an! Thanks~

About Lin Yangyu Zhouzhou

Just when I couldn’t help but ask him, he suddenly stood up, pointed to a storage compartment above my TV cabinet and said: "You also have a red and white machine at home?"

I sorted out my emotions.

"Oh, I came back from Taobao, so I am nostalgic."

"We also have them in our apartment. Oh, I now share a big apartment with Lin Yang and his wife, and I use it as a light bulb every day. Life is very stressful." He joked.

"It would be great if you fell in love too." I smiled.

Yu Huai was silent for a moment in embarrassment, and continued: "The three of us often play games together, and they are both very bad at it. I don't know why, but these two people have a passion for red and white machines. I only like playing "Squirrel Wars" all the time, and I don't get bored."

"People who are in love don't get bored." I said.

I found that when I bite something, I look like a tortoise.

"Let's play together."

Yu Huai suddenly said.

Luo Zhi Sheng Huainan

I didn’t take a break during the National Day holiday because the client that the assistant picked up from Beijing who flew from Beijing to take wedding photos had already arrived in our city.

The assistant said that they were going to Zhenhua for filming and asked me to follow them and talk while watching.

I haven’t been back to Zhenhua for seven years. This couple is so fucking annoying. If the assistant hadn't asked for a high price and the other party was happy to show off, I wouldn't have served him.

I stood listlessly at the gate of Zhenhua. Fortunately, I was just shooting the scene. If I had filmed this year, I might have died directly on the playground.

The ocher door was just built a year before we entered school. It has been exactly ten years now. After the erosion of wind, frost, rain and snow, the color has faded, and it actually looks much better than before.

Now I understand what it feels like to be in a different world. When I first stood at the gate ten years ago, I stared at it with excitement and anxiety for a long time.

I was Geng Geng at that time, and I didn’t know Yu Huai yet.

"Geng Geng? Long wait."

I turned my head and saw a somewhat familiar woman standing in front of me. She had fair skin, long hair, and slender eyebrows.

"You look a bit kind." I asked with a smile.

"Of course. I am Luo Zhi."

I was stunned.

"Senior Luo Zhi?! Ah ah ah ah, why is it you! Why didn't you say anything on the phone!"

She looked at me with a smile behind her hands and yelling like crazy at the school gate. , that scheming look, the feeling from back then is back.

"Are you getting married? Are you taking wedding photos? Who? Who will marry you? Hahaha, so lucky!"

"I think he is very lucky too," she said seriously Nodding, making me laugh, "And I think you might know him."

She waved to the other side of the road, smiling brightly.

I looked in that direction and saw a tall boy holding three bottles of water and running towards us across the zebra crossing. When he saw Luo Zhi waving, he instantly broke into a bright smile.

It is Sheng Huainan.

It is Sheng Huainan who "Luo Zhi loves Sheng Huainan, but no one knows it".

I stood there, almost forgetting to breathe.

I looked at Sheng Huainan. I didn’t say anything for a long time. I just stared at him, which made him look gross.

Of course Luo Zhi would not know that I had seen that sentence on the wall.

"You wouldn't treat a primary school girl like this before..." Luo Zhi turned to Sheng Huainan with an ugly look on his face.

"Absolutely not... right?" Sheng Huainan scratched his head and was pinched hard by Luo Zhi. He laughed, took her in his arms, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

Before I could even react, you were showing off your affection. Is there any way to do this? !

"Did you come here specifically to show off to me?" I glared at Luo Zhi.

Luo Ji nodded with a sunny look on his face.

"Yes." She said with a smile.

Love can actually change a person in this way. The Luo Zhi who always speaks with meaning, the melancholic senior who always hides a secret, can laugh so openly and heartily at this moment, which surprises me even more than her legendary dream coming true.

"What are you staring at him for?" Luo Zhi asked me, but he tilted his head to look at Sheng Huainan, who had turned his back in embarrassment.

I don't know.

Maybe it’s because I believed so much when I was a child that the world will be kind to us, and the first person I fell in love with when I was young will definitely be together.

I didn’t do it, simple didn’t do it, and beta didn’t do it either.

But Luo Zhi did it.

I have always believed in love. Now the world uses them to prove that I was right.

I don’t know how many unknown stories and twists and turns there were in this process, but she did it. Not all persistence will bear fruit, but there is always some persistence that can cultivate a hundred thousand blooming roses from an inch of frozen land.

As a coward, I am only qualified to stand by and silently watch a flower bloom that has nothing to do with me.

Luo Zhi and Sheng Huainan flew back from Beijing specially to take photos this time. They originally planned to find a friend to take the photo, but the results were terrible. Her idea was to go back to the high school where we met to take pictures, which was very consistent with the photography style of my studio. She browsed through many recommendation posts on the Internet, and fell in love with my studio at first glance, and then - look, The boss’s name is Geng Geng.

Naturally, I have to use my best skills.

I accompanied them around the school for a long time. When they were choosing a location, I naturally had to ask questions. The questions were connected together to form the skeleton of a love story.

Some parts are secretly consistent with what I know.

For example, her carefully written examination essays are all for him to see in the excellent composition evaluation class one day.

But he hasn’t read any of it.

I couldn't help but smile as I listened to Luo Zhi casually telling me about all the stupid things she did for that long crush.

"It's great. These words can be said with such an attitude now. It's really the winner and the loser." I said.

"The winner is the king or the loser?" Sheng Huainan, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and looked at me.

Don’t be like this, even at this age, I still blush like a little girl.

"Yes," Luo Zhi noticed it keenly and held back his laughter to save me, "For example, you are mine now. Secrets that were unspeakable before can now be used as fun things. Speak. Who says results are not important? ”

Who says results are not important.

Because of his successful cultivation, Luo Zhi’s secret and sour thoughts back then could be spread out and spoken out easily under the sunshine in the corridor at noon.

What about me?

So many stories that happened under the sun have become secrets that cannot be told.

I was in a daze when Luo Zhi suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask me: "By the way, where is your deskmate? Where is he now?"

I had no idea Ready, speechless.

"Her deskmate?" Sheng Huainan asked.

"Well, every word Luo Zhi said sounded like an echo to me, "Their two names are very interesting, and together they happen to be Geng Geng Yuhuai. "

Sheng Huainan raised his eyebrows in surprise. Luo Zhi noticed it and quickly asked: "Do you know him? "

Sheng Huainan nodded: "Of course. "

He paused for a while, as if he couldn't bear to continue talking.

"Yes," I took over the words and said with a smile, "When Yu Huai was in school. I particularly admire you and am so influenced by you that I never memorize classical Chinese. ”

This is such a weird scene. I never dreamed in high school that one day I would come to take wedding photos for the senior Yu Huai admired and the senior sister I liked, and chat with them casually about the past.

If we go back in time, they didn’t know each other, but we were so close.

I didn’t tell Luo. The plan in my mind is just that I guess she will be satisfied.

The first scene is taken in the classroom, sitting at the table writing a composition. , the skirt of the white wedding dress spreads along the aisle between the groups. The bride holds the pen with her right hand wearing a white lace glove, tilting her head slightly, biting her lip and writing extremely seriously

Behind her. , Sheng Huainan, dressed in a suit, stretched his neck and looked up like a curious boy.

The second scene was outside the door of Sheng Huainan's original classroom.

I also appeared in the photo, still young and not shy, wearing a school uniform, handing a notebook to Sheng Huainan dressed as a groom at the door of the class.

And in the distance, facing the camera sideways. Luo Zhi, the teacher, is turning her head to look at us, peeping silently and humbly as a stranger in a corner. The wedding dress on her body makes her the most proud and high-spirited focus in the whole picture.

< p> The third scene is on the flag-raising platform. The bride holds the flagpole, looks up at the man in the audience, and gently reaches out her hand.

She will never raise her hand because of nervousness. Is the flag raised like that again?

The last scene is on the top floor of the administration building.

Luo Zhi is the last one. I walked up slowly accompanied by an assistant and a makeup artist.

She raised her head and saw Sheng Huainan standing in front of the message wall that had been painted white.

On the wall behind him is a sentence he just wrote with the largest oil-based pen.

"Sheng Huainan loves Luo Zhi, and the whole world knows it."

I was fiddling with the visor, and when I looked up, I saw Luo Zhi crying so hard that his face turned pale.

My senior sister, who is always facing the collapse of the mountain without changing her expression, is still crying in front of this line, wearing makeup, holding up the hem of her skirt, and stepping on high-heeled shoes, like a sixteen-year-old Like a young girl, regardless of all the strangers present, she ran up the stairs and threw herself into the arms of the person she had loved for ten years.