"Guest, Your Majesty... Ahem, what are you playing at? Take me with you."
"OK."
Qi Pan said, "Come, I will teach you."
Then Qi Pan demonstrated it again.
Ying Zheng looked at one of the icons and asked curiously.
"Sir, what does this icon represent?"
“Hey, this is a camera.”
Xiang...chicken?
Ying Zheng asked, "What is the purpose of this chicken?"
Nineteen also turned around curiously and looked at Qi Pan.
Qi Pan said, "It's for photography. You can take photos and record videos."
What?
For photography?
Photograph?
Record a video?
“How do I take photos and record videos?”
Qi Pan reached out and lightly tapped the screen.
"Now, click on this camera, and the phone camera will open."
As soon as Qi Pan finished speaking, Ying Zheng saw his own image appear on the screen of his mobile phone.
He was so shocked that he instantly clenched the phone in his hand!
"This! This...why am I in there?!"
Qi Pan said, "There's not only you and Nineteen in there, but also me."
"The camera can capture us all."
What?
Film them all in?
How to shoot?
When was it taken?
Why didn't he feel any pain?
Before Ying Zheng could think about it, Qi Pan said.
"Come on, brother, raise your hands a little."
"Yes, that's it. Lift it up a little more, to the left... a little to the left."
As he spoke, Qi Pan reached out and grabbed Ying Zheng's wrist, lifting his hand upwards and adjusting its position.
He spoke only after making sure that all three of their faces were captured in the photo.
"Come on, follow me and shout, Eggplant......"
Ying Zheng and Nineteen were a little confused, but they still shouted along with Qi Pan.
"eggplant........"
I hope you can point my finger.
“Crack.”
The photo freezes.
There are three people, Ying Zheng is on the left, and Qi Pan is next to him.
Qi Pan's head rested on his shoulder, close to his chin.
Next to Qi Pan and near the top of the head is Nineteen.
Both of them looked at Qi Pan in the middle with some confusion and bewilderment in their eyes.
Qi Pan was looking at the camera of his mobile phone with a smile on his face and a happy expression.
Qi Pan took the phone from Ying Zheng and took a look at the photos inside.
Then he handed the phone to Ying Zheng, "Okay, take a look."
Ying Zheng took the phone and looked at it, his eyes widened in shock.
"this........"
In the mobile phone, the appearance of him, Qi Pan and Shijiu was frozen in the picture.
"Is this photography? It's too realistic."
"It's even better than the artist's painting!"
Nineteen also leaned over to take a look.
I saw my own face on the phone screen.
His eyes widened. "Is this me? Is the person inside me?"
"yes."
“Photography is about capturing all of us and freezing that moment.”
“Whenever I see this photo, I can see myself at that time.”
Qi Pan said, "Even after five or ten years, we will still look the same in the photos."
Wow!
It can actually be preserved for five or ten years?!
Ying Zheng said, "Then let's take a few more pictures so we can look at them later."
"OK."
Qi Pan said, "Then I'll record a video for you."
"The video can record everything we say, including our expressions and movements."
oh?
Can the video record facial expressions, movements, and words?
Ying Zheng quickly said, "That's great, that's great, let's have a video call."
As he spoke, Ying Zheng straightened his back slightly and lowered his head to adjust his robe.
Nineteen also stood up straight and tugged at his robe.
Seeing that they were all adjusting their clothes, Qipan took the phone.
While they weren't paying attention, I just turned on the recording function.
Ying Zheng smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves and asked.
"Sir, how do you like my robe? Is it in good order?"
Recording the video can't be delayed.
Your clothes must be neatly arranged without any mistakes.
Qi Pan took a closer look at Ying Zheng's robes and said, "Yes, no problem."
"Hey, wait a minute, there's a strand of hair flying towards you."
Qi Pan pointed at his shoulder, and Ying Zheng lowered his head and pushed the hair on his shoulder behind him.
"Okay, that's it, perfect!"
Ying Zheng sat still.
Nineteen was half bent over, looking at the camera of his mobile phone, then at Qi Pan.
He asked seriously, "How is it? Is this position okay for me?"
"Can........"
Qi Pan sat on the chair, looking at the screen of his mobile phone, and saw Nineteen, half of whose head was not in the picture.
"It can be lowered a bit, the position is not right... OK, OK."
"Come on, let's get ready to start."
As he spoke, Qi Pan clicked the recording button.
The video is automatically saved.
Then yell, "Three, two, one, go."
Click Record.
Qipan looked at himself on the phone screen.
"Well, let me introduce myself first."
"I am Qi Pan, and I am here for tourism."
After saying that, he poked Ying Zheng, who was sitting next to him, with his elbow.
"Hey, brother, it's your turn, you say a few words."
ah?
Ying Zheng was stunned. "Oh, okay, I... cough, what a beautiful day."
"I am........."
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