My Sister is Very Obsessive

After Qin Mengmeng came, the shooting seemed to be much smoother.

Although the photos I took before have not been deleted, I am not going to use them as an entry, and I feel a little out of hand.

Shooting until 11:30 in the morning, we ate lunch at the cafeteria by the way.

When I was eating, I kept thinking about Qin Mengmeng's advice on how to choose the scene and the angle, but Qin Mengmeng's answer was very ambiguous, I knew that this was probably a kind of talent, but it could be understood but not described in words. talent.

Some people always have unique talents, such as Mozart, such as Beethoven, and this is also the dividing line between ordinary people and geniuses.

Obviously, Qin Mengmeng has the talent to be a painter or photographer.

Edison said: Genius is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration, and many people regard it as chicken soup for the soul, but if we think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that he is actually just Satire those ordinary people who are blindly working hard.

Genius equals 100%. If you remove that 1% inspiration, even if you put in 99% of your sweat, you will still be just an ordinary person after all.

So ordinary people don't need to work hard, no, everyone needs to work hard, it just depends on who your efforts are compared with.

You work hard today to be better than you were yesterday, and that's enough.

There is nothing wrong with moving forward, everyone has the right to pursue progress.

So I'm going to buy some teaching materials about photography. Since I like this aspect, it's worth the effort.

At noon, I sent my sister and Qin Mengmeng back to the dormitory. After running all morning, I was a little tired. I took a nap and continued to work in the afternoon.

When I returned to the dormitory, I unexpectedly discovered that Jiang Tao, Zhao Kuo, and Liu Weiwei were all there, and they were all huddled together, as if they were discussing something.

"Yo, is everyone here?"

The three people who were sitting in a pile turned their heads,

"All together!" Liu Weiyi laughed and clapped his hands.

Looking at Liu Weiyi, who is crazy, I am a little puzzled,

"It's all crowded, what are you doing?"

"Jiang Tao sold Ye Luoqiu a gold bracelet!"

Bought a gold bracelet? It seems that he didn't listen to any of my suggestions yesterday, but after thinking about it, it's normal.

Obviously Jiang Tao is very concerned about Ye Luoqiu. If the gift is too cheap, he thinks it will make the other party feel that he is not paying enough attention.

Attention equals expensive! This is a universal value.

And my suggestions are based on the fact that the material conditions are sufficient, or the relationship between the two parties is deep enough.

I walked over with a smile on my face, and then saw the small red box on the stool, with a string of red strings and a bracelet of yellow gold beads lying quietly in the box.

"Okay, I thought gold was tacky before, but with this red string, it's really suitable for girls of our age."

Jiang Tao scratched his head shyly. Obviously, he still felt a little embarrassed that he didn't follow my advice.

"If I were a girl, I might marry you directly!"

"Then go to Thailand, come back from an operation, let our dormitory have a good time, and then marry Jiang Tao!"

Liu Weiwei is relatively social, so there is no pressure to make these jokes.

"I'm someone who has a girl. I'm a fool to put a real girl aside and play with a fake girl!" Zhao Kuo laughed, "You guys are playing, I can just watch from the side!"

"You are so special!"

Liu Weiwei stood up with a smile, hugged Zhao Kuo's neck and started to do some tearing movements that are not suitable for children!

Jiang Tao smiled and put away the bracelet on the stool, while I went to open my computer.

After arguing for a while, the three of them all rolled into their own bed and went to sleep, but I had to continue to work hard to retouch the picture.

I took nearly 33 photos in the morning, and after removing my dozen or so photos, there are only a dozen photos left. In addition, I took more than 20 photos yesterday afternoon. I think the task of my planned 100 photos is: It can't be done.

After repairing two or three pictures, I took my mobile phone and bought a photography textbook. I placed an order today and it will arrive tomorrow.

Just after I placed the order, a dialog box suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer. I glanced at it and found that it was Sun Jueqian who sent me a message asking me "is there".

So I clicked on QQ and replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Send me a part of the photo, and I'll handle it for you!"

"Okay!" I wasn't polite to her, so I just sent him half of the photos.

I was supposed to "work" until at least two o'clock, but because the task was less than half, I finished it at one o'clock, and then rolled over to bed, ready to take a nap.

Lying on the bed with my eyes closed, within three minutes, I completely lost consciousness.

When I woke up, it was the credit of my phone. My sister suddenly called, and then the phone I placed by my pillow vibrated and rang.

Before I even opened my eyes, I hurriedly connected the phone, and then drove over the quilt and covered my head, mainly because I was afraid that the phone would make noise and disturb my roommate who was sleeping soundly.

"Brother, get up, get up, big lazy pig get up!"

In the handset of the mobile phone, there was a coquettish shout from my sister.

"What time is it?" I was in a state of confusion at this time, and my eyelids felt as heavy as lead.

"It's half past one, get up!"

It's half past one, have you only slept for half an hour? No wonder I said why the eyelids are so heavy.

"Can you let me sleep for another half an hour?"

"No, no, no!"

"why?"

"Because I miss you, don't you miss me!"

"I'm sleepy."

"Is sleep more prettier than me!"

"Of course you are the most beautiful and lovely."

"Then are you up?"

"Woke up!"

I took a breath and forced myself to sit up straight from the bed, feeling like I was about to die suddenly, which was quite uncomfortable.

After a few chats with my sister, we hung up the phone.

After lazily folding the quilt, I got out of bed, took a handful of cold water on the balcony, washed my face, put on my shoes again, hung up the camera and went out.

At the door of the girls' dormitory, my sister and Qin Mengmeng, who were holding the black cat, were already waiting there.

Seeing that I was late, my sister was instantly dissatisfied and complained to me coquettishly,

"Why so late, we've been waiting for a long time!"

"My pot my pot!"

"Shen Jun? Why do you suddenly have so many bloodshot eyes?"

I didn't look in the mirror, so I didn't know that there were bloodshot eyes in my eyes, but since Qin Mengmeng said so, it was probably not wrong.

So I raised my hand and rubbed it.

"I'll see, I'll see!"

My sister put the black cat on her shoulders, then rushed in front of me, rubbing my eyes hard.

I let go of my hand gently, then opened my eyes,

"Look, look!"

"Ah? Not even in the morning, how could this happen, what should I do?"

My sister looked at me with a worried look, as if the sky was about to fall, I felt warm in my heart, raised my hand to touch her head, and smiled slightly,

"It's okay, maybe it's because of the wrong sleeping position at noon, which caused the blood to pour into the head!"

I'm making up excuses, but my priority now is to comfort her.

"Why don't you go back and rest, Shen Jun, don't shoot in the afternoon, and shoot again tomorrow morning!"

This proposal was very tempting to me, and if it wasn't for my determination, I couldn't help but agree.

"Forget it, go ahead, it'll be fine in a while!"

I waved my hand with a chuckle, then ran behind my sister and Qin Mengmeng, stretched out my hand and pushed their backs, and walked towards the library that was discussed in the morning.