A modern urban writer, a member of the wood space dual-ability users in the end of the world, was betrayed by her fiancé and teammates and died. She transmigrated into a book and became a pitiful ...
After Xiao Yichen learned from Su Ruobai who Wang Wu was.
He wanted to make a move again.
Unfortunately, Su Ruobai still stopped him.
Even though Wang Wu was reluctant to part with Su Ruobai.
Su Ruobai still pulled the furious Xiao Yichen away.
They were going to the photo studio.
Let's get married!
We had to take a picture to remember the moment.
Nowadays, all photo studios are state-owned.
The commune's photo studio consisted of three large, connected brick houses.
The middle room has an entrance facing outwards.
The door is made of wood.
Two wooden doors, divided into two parts, with the bottom entirely made of wood.
Several pieces of glass are embedded on it.
The words "Red Flag Commune Photo Studio" were written in red paint.
The price for a single photograph is fixed.
Four cents a time.
The furnishings inside are also very simple.
A curtain hangs on the wall.
People stand in front and take pictures.
At this time, the poses for taking photos were also very limited.
Or the two of them stand side by side.
Or we just sit together.
Another option is for one person to sit and the other to stand.
Anyway, we can't hug or cuddle.
In the glass-framed photo hanging on the wall.
There are also some photos taken by other people.
This is for your reference.
These glass picture frames are made of wood and painted red.
Then the surface is covered with glass.
To prevent dust from getting it dirty.
It hangs diagonally on the wall.
This photo studio has several of these frames.
Business must be doing well.
…
There was another couple taking wedding photos in front of them.
The two had no choice but to wait in line.
They waited for more than ten minutes before it was their turn.
An elderly gentleman in his fifties, with graying hair, holding a camera, asked, "What kind of photos do you want to take?"
He even raised his hand to adjust his reading glasses.
One of the glasses' temples was broken and was held together with white tape.
I looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman in front of me.
He looked rather happy.
People with this kind of appearance look better in photos!
"Wedding photos."
Xiao Yichen replied.
"There are only three styles in total. Which one do you want?" He pointed to the photo in the frame.
Some sitting, some standing, some sitting and some standing.
Xiao Yichen looked at it following the old master's hand.
frown.
It's obvious that I'm not satisfied.
"Isn't there anything else?"
The experienced craftsman understood immediately.
Just having a laugh.
Xiao Yichen's eyes lit up.
It seemed like a glimmer of hope.
"No," the old master craftsman said coldly.
Tear that hope to shreds.
Xiao Yichen glanced at the old master who liked to tease people.
have no choice.
Su Ruobai looked at the photos on the wall.
He also frowned, dissatisfied.
It is not in color.
The colors in the photo are only black, white, and various shades of gray.
Moreover, the photos are very small.
It's about three or four centimeters long and wide.
"Do you have any bigger ones?" Su Ruobai asked.
That's way too small.
"Yes, but larger ones will cost extra."
"Okay, we'll make sure they're all big then."
Another question came to mind.
How long will it take to get the photos?
The experienced craftsman thought and thought.
"There are still about ten negatives to be taken. It should take about two days. You can come back in three days."
"Can we get the photos today? I'm willing to pay more." Su Ruobai was getting anxious.
She couldn't wait to teach those two guys a lesson.
I don't want to wait any longer.
I don't want to come back in a few days.
She still enjoys going into the mountains.
"That won't do. We have to take pictures of all these rolls of film before we can develop them all at once. Otherwise, it's a waste of national resources."
Young comrade, are you trying to make me make a mistake?
"Let's take a few more pictures!" Xiao Yichen interjected from the side.
The experienced craftsman nodded.
"become!"
First, they took a picture of the two of them standing side by side.
This was the first time Xiao Yichen had been so close to his wife.
The time I saved someone doesn't count.
At that time, he was focused on saving lives.
There wasn't a single distracting thought.
This time it's different.
I knew it at first glance.
He had to go to great lengths to win back his wife.
The two got close.
Xiao Yichen smelled a faint fragrance.
It's very familiar.
It smells like...like soap.
Yes, it smells like soap.
Xiao Yichen was stunned.
Those outspoken people don't say that.
They say it's a natural body scent.
How come he didn't smell it?
…
But this one smells good too.
He wants to use the same soap as his wife from now on.
"Hey, you comrade, look this way, yes, here." The old man held up his camera.
Xiao Yichen was distracted.
They quickly called for help.
Xiao Yichen snapped back to reality in a second.
She then secretly glanced at Su Ruobai.
Seeing that her expression didn't change.
Only then did they continue taking photos.
They took every kind of photo.
At this moment, Su Ruobai took out two IOUs.
"Sir, could you please take these three photos for me? And also develop a few more."
The old craftsman looked down at the three pieces of paper.
Upon seeing the amount, his eyes widened slightly.
They didn't say anything.
Arrange the papers on the table.
Then there were a few clicking sounds.
"Alright, I'll print four copies of each photo for you. Just come pick them up after 3 p.m.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Master." Su Ruobai nodded.
Xiao Yichen just looked at his wife without saying anything.
After leaving the photo studio, the two finally arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
From going in to coming out.
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