Zhao Jun also said.
"Then I will take my leave."
Everyone stood up and prepared to leave.
Zeng Gongliang suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, sir, there's one thing I forgot to mention."
"What's up?"
Zhao Zhen asked.
“The School of Physics and the School of Chemistry collaborated to create the camera.”
Zeng Gongliang said, "The School of Physics made the lens and camera obscura, and the School of Chemistry developed the photosensitive materials and developer. We've been working on this project for several years, and last month we completed all the debugging. We've photographed a lot of things, but we haven't photographed people yet. They say the first human portrait in history will be decided by Your Majesty."
"The camera is out?"
Zhao Zhen opened his eyes wide.
Zhao Jun’s notebook also has a photo-taking function.
But it's no use.
Because it does not have a printing function, after taking the photo, it is just a picture in the computer and cannot be printed out at all.
But a real camera is different, it can develop images.
In this day and age, who doesn’t want to leave behind a photo for future generations to admire, or at least leave behind a true appearance so that future generations know what they look like?
So Zhao Zhen always wanted to make a camera.
The only reason was that he was working on a tape project some time ago and had no time to do it.
Secondly, photosensitive materials and developers are chemicals, which are said to be highly toxic, and the prime ministers did not want him to come into contact with them.
So it's quite regrettable.
Unexpectedly, the School of Chemistry and the School of Physics successfully developed it through cooperation.
"Yes."
Zeng Gongliang said, "I almost forgot about this, but I just remembered it."
"Grandson, how about taking a picture for posterity?"
Zhao Zhen looked at Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun smiled and said, "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Let's do it today."
"Let them come, and let's take a picture together, a photo that will go down in history."
Zhao Zhen greeted everyone with a smile.
"That's wonderful! It's the first photograph of a person in history. It will go down in history."
"Although I'm an old man and don't care whether future generations remember what I look like, it would be a good thing if I could pass down a photo of myself."
"Okay, okay, let's take a picture together."
Everyone was naturally very happy to hear that they could take photos. Who doesn’t want to be remembered by future generations?
Zhao Zhen immediately asked Wang Shouzhong to go to the Academy of Sciences to notify them and ask them to send someone over immediately.
The people who were about to leave were no longer in a hurry and sat back down.
About half an hour later, around 2:15 PM, Su Song, who had been promoted to vice-president of the School of Physics, finally arrived.
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty and to all the gentlemen!"
Su Song came on a tricycle. Besides him, there were two assistants riding bicycles. There were cameras in the bucket at the back of the tricycle.
Zhao Jun looked over and saw that it looked just like the camera in the history textbook: a darkroom with a lens on the outside. There was also someone next to it pulling an electric wire and holding a flashlight in their hands.
"Let's get started."
Zhao Zhen sat down in his seat.
Su Song glanced around and said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, it's not easy to shoot like this."
Zhao Jun took a look and saw that the place where they were sitting was actually a standard Chinese-style living room. At the back was Zhao Zhen's desk, and Zhao Zhen was sitting at the back.
Then, following the directions of Zhao Zhen's left and right hands, there was a row of seats on each side, with an aisle in the middle.
If the photo was taken with a later camera, with everyone sitting on chairs and looking in the direction of the camera, a good photo would definitely be taken, appearing majestic and domineering.
But after all, it is a primitive camera, with insufficient depth of field and difficult to adjust the focal length. The effect of the photo is that the closer the distance is, the larger and clearer the image of the person will be, and the farther the distance is, the smaller and blurrier the image of the person will be.
So it was indeed a bit difficult for Su Song to shoot like this.
Zhao Jun said, "The depth of field is not enough, let's sit in two rows and shoot together. The official will sit in the middle, and we will stand in two rows behind him."
"good."
"The light inside is not good, let's go outside."
"Let's go, let's go."
Everyone was very excited and came out of the house.
Wang Shouzhong took out Zhao Zhen's chair and placed it under the marble steps outside the Chongzheng Hall.
Zhao Zhen came over and sat down, with Zhao Jun and Yan Shu standing on either side of him.
The other prime ministers were also lined up in two rows, with the ones in front standing behind Zhao Zhen, and those behind standing on the first step, slightly higher than the ones in front by a head.
Everyone stood straight. They were not wearing official uniforms, but Zhongshan suits or youth suits.
They look more vigorous and energetic. Even though they are middle-aged or elderly, they are nothing like the backward and decadent appearance of officials in the Qing Dynasty who were photographed wearing Qing Dynasty uniforms in later generations.
"Getting ready to shoot. The flash might be glaring, but don't worry."
Su Song went into the darkroom and turned the lens. After everyone's appearance in the lens became clear, he made a gesture to the assistant holding the flash.
then.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
“Crack!”
The intense white light from the flash almost blinded everyone, even though they were mentally prepared.
"Oh, I have to wear glasses because of my presbyopia."
“I feel invisible.”
"Just take a moment to adjust. Close your eyes first and wait a few breaths before opening them again."
Zhao Jun was also shaken a bit. It felt like looking directly at an electric welder, but fortunately he was mentally prepared and adapted quickly.
Su Song waited until everyone was almost there before asking, "Your Majesty, gentlemen, do you want to take another photo?"
"I'm going to go blind if I stop filming."
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