Chapter 237: Stop Playing Dirty Thoughts
The playground was exposed to the sun, and it was so hot that I felt panicky.
Zhao Yanran's fingers were sweating as she held the camera.
In the camera, Shi Han has fair skin, red lips, black hair, and a pair of big dark and bright eyes. Although there are beads of sweat sliding down the corners of her forehead, it does not destroy her beauty at all.
The companions who came with Zhao Yanran were also dumbfounded. The similarity between them and the photos was too high.
"Student, what are you doing with your camera? Are you going to take some pictures or not?" The instructor walked over with an impatient look on his face.
"Take a picture..." Zhao Yanran pressed the shutter button casually, her face tightly wrapped around her.
Zhao Yanran was hit hard, but she was unwilling to leave like this. She turned to the instructor and smiled, "Should we invite this student to step out of the line? Let's take a separate photo of her."
Shi Han frowned.
The instructor's frown deepened.
Zhao Yanran further explained: "We came here to shoot with the school's consent. The main purpose is to promote the patriotic spirit during military training, and we need to publish it in the school newspaper."
Her words implied that her request was reasonable and appropriate, and the instructor had no right to refuse it.
The instructor had no way to refuse and said to Shi Han, "Five rows, two columns, step out!"
Shi Han: “…”
She once again regretted why she didn't go straight to sophomore year.
Shi Han walked out of the line, and Zhao Yanran directed: "Student, please move forward. I'll follow behind and take pictures."
Shi Han walked back and forth several times according to what he had learned, but Zhao Yanran was never satisfied. She kept pursing her lips and shaking her head, looking as if Shi Han could not bear the pressure.
The situation of the three teams attracted a lot of peeking.
Liu Jiajia was so happy that her face was beaming with joy. It was obvious that this school beauty was deliberately looking for trouble. Now Shi Han was in trouble.
Sweat dripped down Shi Han's forehead. She glanced at the instructor and tried to walk better and better.
She knew her instructor very well, and it would take some time for Zhao Yanran to suffer.
After a few minutes, the instructor frowned and said, "Student, do you know how to take pictures? There are obviously several actions that look better in photos. Look at what you are taking pictures of? You squat lower and lengthen your height in the photo. This will create a better effect."
Zhao Yanran: "...Okay, I'll try."
"Try it? This is the most basic concept for a photographer. Did you just know this? Your newspaper sends new members here and does a perfunctory and sloppy job. Are you wasting our time?" The instructor's voice was stern and rigid, just like the dean of high school.
The group of people who came to take pictures huddled like quails and dared not make a sound.
Zhao Yanran tried to argue, "Sometimes she walked slowly, and I couldn't take a quick photo..."
Is this the teaching standard that 놇doubt놛 has? The instructor's face became even colder. "Walking slowly? Let me tell you, Shi Han's walking posture just now was very standard, without any negligence. There is nothing wrong with her. But now the photo is not taken well, that's your problem. Do you know how to take pictures?"
Zhao Yanran hurriedly said: "I can, I can..."
"We're not begging you to take pictures." The instructor's eyebrows were sharp. "It's your job to come here to take pictures. It's not our obligation to help you unconditionally. Your perfunctory attitude towards my soldiers is disrespectful to our entire third platoon!"
Zhao Yanran was speechless due to the criticism.
Such a scene was within Shi Han's expectations. Our instructor was strict and rigid, but there was one more thing: he was particularly protective of his shortcomings.
Zhao Yanran came here deliberately to cause trouble, even a fool could see that.
Now he directly hit the gun.
Zhao Yanran just squatted down slightly and didn't dare to be perfunctory anymore. But when she looked up at Shi Han, she always felt a little humiliated.
It was as if Shi Han was born superior to her.
"Let me see how the photos look." The instructor appeared behind Zhao Yanran like a ghost. "Your photography skills are so poor. What if all the photos you take are ugly? I have to be responsible for my soldiers."
Zhao Yanran's heart was pounding with fear, and she took out her camera with a bitter face to show the instructor the photos.
"Isn't this a good shot? Why were you moving around here just now and not taking pictures?" The instructor said directly: "I also understand some of the thoughts of you girls, but don't bring these dirty thoughts into the team. This is a slander on the spirit of military training."
The entire team heard the instructor's voice, and Zhao Yanran's face turned pale.
(End of this chapter)
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