Chapter 47 Must
Bai He was curious about when Qi Lang got the tattoo. After all, he always cherished his body and would be upset even if a hair fell out.
Seeing that he had no intention of showing it, Bai He did not ask any further questions.
At noon, the bus finally arrived at Beitang Ancient Town, where there are old buildings with gray tiles and white walls, as well as magnificent ancestral temples and ancestral halls. They are all very authentic and ancient old buildings.
Bai He got off the car and breathed in the fresh air. He felt that the stuffy air in his chest had disappeared, his dizziness was gone, and his mental state was pretty good.
She held a loud speaker and told the students getting off the bus, "Leave your luggage on the bus. The rest of the day is free time. I've posted the hotel information in the group chat. If you're tired, you can go back to the hotel and register at the front desk with your ID."
The classmates dispersed. Bai He slung her small backpack in front of her and was about to take out her camera when she heard the man next to her say, "How do you take a picture of this?"
Bai He looked up and saw him holding a telephoto camera that looked like it cost a lot of money, fiddling with it awkwardly.
"Did you buy it new?" she asked in surprise.
"Um."
"You don't even know how to use them, so why did you buy such a good camera and such a fancy lens? What a waste! This is professional photographer's gear."
"I don't know." Qi Lang said calmly, "Go to Digital City and ask them to give me the best equipment."
“…”
Okay, that’s Young Master Qi’s usual style of buying things.
"I won't ask how much it is."
"twenty three."
"Depend on!!!"
Bai He looked at him with dismay, "Give me the twenty-three! I can get you the exact same specs for half the price!"
Qi Lang laughed: "Next time for sure."
"Humph, what a sucker!"
"So how do you use this?"
Bai He took his camera, helped him adjust the system parameters, and then took pictures of him.
"Wait a minute." Qi Lang put his hands up to cover his face. "Let me get ready."
"I'll just give it a try."
"Don't take photos casually." This is what Qi Lang always insists on.
"Okay, strike a pose quickly."
Qi Lang pretended to put on the hood of his sweatshirt and pushed it up. Bai He found the right angle to take the photo, and suddenly a beautiful photo of a handsome guy with a very atmospheric feeling came out.
Looking at the screen, Bai He was stunned.
Oh my god, is she so good at taking pictures?
No, no, it’s all thanks to the professional camera and... the man in front of me is so handsome.
Qi Lang came over and looked at the photos with her: "I want to learn how to take photos from you today."
"Uh, I'm with Xiao Jing and the others...Huh?"
Bai He turned around, but Su Xiaojing and Zhu Lianqiao had disappeared.
She had no choice but to go with Qi Lang. Qi Lang caught a glimpse of her taking out a camera from her schoolbag and carefully putting a protective leather case on the camera, looking like she was cherishing it very much.
"Did Yanyi buy it for you?" he asked.
"Why can't I buy it myself?" she asked.
“You have no money.”
"You know whether I have money or not!"
"So, it was Yanyi who bought it for you."
"Yeah." Bai He sighed, "But it doesn't count as buying it for me. We can use it together."
"Can I use it too?" he asked.
She glanced at his telephoto cannon: "Don't you have one?"
Qi Lang looked at the stupid and heavy object in his hand and suddenly felt it was an eyesore. He had the urge to turn around and throw it into the trash can.
I bought it because I was afraid she would have no camera to use. I shouldn't have bought it earlier.
The two walked along the bluestone streets of the ancient town, and Bai He would stop to take a few pictures whenever he saw a good viewpoint.
"Sayuri, why is this picture so blurry?"
"Sayuri, come and help me take a look."
"Sayuri, why are the photos I took white?"
Bai He turned around and saw Qi Lang's foolish operation. He said helplessly: "It's overexposed! I adjusted the parameters for you before, please don't mess with them."
"I think I can figure it out by myself, maybe I can do it." Qi Lang casually twisted the knob on the camera.
Bai He took his camera and said, "It's not that simple. If you try, you'll learn it. Why would we offer photography classes in our college?"
"Send me the class schedule, and I'll come and take your photography class next time."
"Okay, I'll send it to you when I get back, but you'd better take a public photography class. Our class is for majors."
"Are you worried that I won't understand your professional courses?"
"Well."
That's not the case. Qi Lang's IQ... Bai He had no doubt that even if he were to attend Yan Yi's anatomy class, he would be able to dissect a corpse by himself in two days.
Bai He took a lot of photos of ancient buildings throughout the afternoon, and she was able to pick out one or two to complete her photography class assignment. Although, she wasn't qualified to participate in the photography exhibition yet, she thought she would be able to take better photos when she reached her sophomore year. This time, she took advantage of the student union's convenience to participate in the sophomore event, just to warm up in advance.
Passing by a vendor making candy figures, Qi Lang suddenly said, "Little Lily, I want to eat this."
Bai He saw an old man with white hair and beard using sugar oil to draw small animal sugar figures of different shapes. When they were young, the three of them often went to the street behind the school to buy sugar figures to eat, one for each person. Yan Yi always drew the biggest dragon and phoenix, while she and Qi Lang either drew a little squirrel or a little grasshopper, which was only a little bit and not enough to fill their teeth.
"Without Yan Yi's luck, we would never be able to draw the big stuff." Bai He said.
"Let's try it."
Qi Lang scanned the code and asked Bai He to draw. Bai He squatted down and fiddled with the dial with his hand: "Heaven and earth, please help Master Qi to win a big one!"
The pointer spun rapidly and gradually slowed down. Qi Lang squatted beside her and looked at the direction of the pointer nervously with her.
"Big, big!"
Qi Lang also shouted with her: "Stop! Stop now!"
The two watched helplessly as the pointer missed the largest dragon and turned to a small dragonfly next to it.
Bai He said disappointedly: "See! It's like this every time!"
"So how did Yan Yi smoke it?" Qi Lang frowned.
"I'm just lucky. I always get the best."
This sentence immediately made Qi Lang feel a little sour in his heart. He looked at her and murmured, "Yes, he always gets the best."
Bai He didn't realize the implication of his words and only begged the white-bearded old man: "Can you draw a dragon for us? You see, it's almost there. Please, please, I want a dragon for once."
The old man smiled kindly and waved his hand, saying no: "Young man, whatever you draw is what you get. It's God's will. If you are unlucky, you won't get a dragon, but only a small dragonfly."
Qi Lang suddenly said, "Can I buy it with money? How much does it cost to buy a big one like this?"
Bai He noticed that his tone was a bit serious, so she quickly pulled him.
The old man said, "No, you can't break the rules. Whatever you draw is what you get. You can draw again."
Qi Lang was relentless and said, "No more smoking. I'll buy it with my own money. Just name a price. How much can I pay for a one-stop service?"
"No, no matter how much money you have."
"How about a thousand?"
"no."
"Then ten thousand, and you must draw me a dragon today."
The people around were attracted by the excitement. Bai He looked at Qi Lang and saw that the smile on his face had faded, and there was a strong sense of unwillingness in his dark eyes.
He took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code next to the turntable, and prepared to transfer money.
"Are you crazy?" Bai He quickly snatched his phone away. "With ten thousand yuan, you can buy so many kilograms of candy figurines! You're crazy!"
"Give it to me." Qi Lang reached out to grab it, but Bai He of course didn't give it to him. He simply pressed the power off button on the phone and put it into the backpack on his chest.
"I'll keep it for you for now, really."
She apologized to the old man and said, "Please make us a little dragonfly."
The old man heated up the oil and skillfully carved a small dragonfly-shaped sugar figure on the painting plate. He said meaningfully, "What is destined to happen will happen, and what is not destined to happen should not be forced. Young man, you should understand this principle."
"I don't understand." Qi Lang said solemnly, turning his face away, trying hard to suppress the soreness in his throat, "I don't want to understand."
The old man sighed, made a little dragonfly candy man and handed it to Qi Lang. Qi Lang didn't take it. Bai He quickly took it and thanked the old man.
On the way back, he walked in silence. Bai He took a few photos of the little dragonfly with his phone and handed the candy man to Qi Lang: "Do you want to eat it?"
“No.”
"What are you throwing a tantrum about?" Bai He couldn't understand him. "It's just a candy figurine. You can buy it anywhere if you want. Why are you arguing with an old man? He's obviously a seasoned artist with plenty of money, and you're still raising the price by tens of thousands. It's good enough that he's not angry."
Qi Lang said nothing.
"Are you still going to eat?"
“No.”
Bai He had no choice but to take him to another candy shop and ask if he could make a dragon instead of using the turntable. The shop owner said yes, ten yuan each, while the turntable only cost five yuan.
Bai He took out his phone and scanned the code: "It's okay, just draw me a dragon."
However, Qi Lang said, "I don't want this dragon."
"Why?"
"It's different. It's not the same one as before."
The cheap dragon that he could buy for ten dollars was not the one he wanted.
"Do you really want that dragon?"
"Um."
Bai He knew that he could be willful from time to time, but it was rare to see such a childish side: "You've offended that old man. If you had been nice and not tried to get him to pay, he might have given you the painting. It's embarrassing to beg him now. He already refused."
"I only want her." Qi Lang looked at her with a determined look in his eyes. "I don't want anything else, no matter how big or good it is, I don't want it."
Bai He had always been accommodating to him. He sighed helplessly, thanked the shop owner here, and then pulled Qi Lang back to the stall of the white-haired old man.
"Grandpa, we are back again."
The old man asked helplessly, "Do you still want that dragon?"
"Well! Let's draw again."
"Okay, go ahead."
Bai He used her phone to scan the QR code to pay. This time, she let Qi Lang draw the lottery: "Try your luck, just this once. Accept the loss and stop cheating."
Qi Lang squatted down, took a deep breath, and gently moved the needle to the dragon's position with his fingertips. He stopped, blinked, and looked at the old man.
Old man: ...
Even Bai He was speechless.
Does cheating have to be so obvious?
"Forget it, I'll draw one for you." The old man finally agreed to his request, and drew a lifelike dragon on the white painting plate with great vigor, pressed the wooden stick, and handed it to Qi Lang.
Qi Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took a picture of the Youlong sugar man with his telephoto camera, and asked Bai He to take a photo of him and the sugar man.
Bai He smiled and snapped a lot of pictures of him eating candy figures: "You, why are you still as willful as a child?"
"This is not willful."
"If it's not willfulness, then what is it?"
Qi Lang looked at her with deep eyes: "I won't give up."
"What?"
"Long, if Yan Yi can get it, I can get it too. I must have it."
Bai He said speechlessly: "I fought for it for you, okay? Why don't you thank me quickly?"
He finally smiled, a slight dimple forming at the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Sayuri."
At dusk, Bai He came to a scene of a small bridge and flowing water. Through the reflection, she could see the upturned eaves on the four corners of the road, shining with golden light in the setting sun. She hurried to the water's edge and asked Qi Lang to pull her from behind. She wanted to take pictures of the buildings reflected in the water.
Qi Lang grabbed her collar as he said: "Be careful, don't fall."
Although the water is shallow, it would still be dangerous if you fell in.
"My life's movie is about to come out! Just move forward a little bit."
Qi Lang grabbed her collar tightly, and the girl's whole body almost tilted out, and he took pictures of the buildings in the sunset and water.
“Maybe this one can be entered into a photography exhibition!”
She shouted excitedly, but when she turned around, she slipped on the moss by the pool and screamed. Qi Lang quickly withdrew his hand, but her inertia caused them both to fall into the water.
The water was shallow, only covering their calves. The two sat in the stream together. Bai He raised his hands high to protect the camera.
"Hey! Qi Lang, your camera, ahhhhhh!" She saw that half of his telephoto camera was submerged in the water, "Help!"
Qi Lang immediately raised the camera. Bai He, not caring about being soaked, quickly took out the battery and asked, "It was turned off when it went into the water, right?"
“It seems so.”
Qi Lang didn't care much about the camera. He helped the little girl up and walked ashore together. He asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"
"Don't worry about me, find a place to repair your camera! Cameras are most afraid of water. Oh, it's all my fault. Why were you taking pictures? It's ruined. I have to pay for half of your broken camera."
"My clothes are all wet. Let's go back to the hotel and change first."
"No, no, find a place to repair the camera."
Qi Lang casually put the camera back into his schoolbag: "It's okay, I'll take it to the store to get it repaired when I get home."
"That's fine. I don't think there's a good repair shop here. You better not turn it on. Just leave it hanging."
"Um."
Qi Lang took a taxi and took the two back to the hotel. He went to the front desk to register and opened two rooms next to each other: "Take a hot shower, don't catch a cold."
"Qi Lang." Bai He stopped him at the door. "If there's any problem with the camera, tell me and I'll compensate you."
"It's a small matter, don't worry about it."
"No! I'll go with you to the shop to repair it and see what's going on."
"good."
Qi Lang returned to the room to wipe off the water stains and fiddled with the camera for a while, but found that it could not be turned on. He guessed that it was broken.
He thought about going back and buying a new identical machine, and then telling her that it was not broken to reassure her.
At six o'clock in the evening, Bai He took a shower and changed into clean clothes. There was a WeChat message from Qi Lang on her phone.
7: "Eat, I'm hungry."
Lily: "I'm putting on makeup, wait a minute."
7: "It's dark now, why are you just sitting there? I'm hungry, hurry up."
Lily: "Okay, wait a moment."
Bai He quickly applied a layer of makeup cream, casually drew eyeliner, put on some false eyelashes, and walked out.
The main thing is that she has been wearing clothes and pants all day long, and now she has changed into a new fresh and cute little skirt. She has to put on some makeup to match her new skirt. She also wants to take some photos in the ancient town.
Twenty minutes later, Bai He pushed the door open and went out. Qi Lang was standing in the corridor bored, leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone lazily. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
"So slow." he complained.
"Sorry for the wait! Let's go. I'm starving. What are we going to eat?"
The two walked into the elevator together, and Qi Lang suggested: "Grilled fish or roast duck?"
Bai He thought for a moment and said, "Roast duck, please."
Qi Lang lowered his head and used his mobile phone to search for shops around him. Bai He glanced at him and was also surprised. He never did these things before. What he ate and what he played were all arranged by her and Yan Yi.
"The sun has risen in the Southern Hemisphere? You can actually plan your itinerary?"
Qi Langman said nonchalantly, "It's not a difficult thing."
The elevator door opened on the third floor and a group of five or six middle-aged men rushed in. Qi Lang subconsciously took Bai He's hand and pulled her behind him.
Bai He was sensitive to this action, and lowered her head to look at his hand that was tightly holding her wrist.
They often held hands like this since they were young, but Bai He thought it was inappropriate and broke away from him.
The elevator stopped on the first floor and several middle-aged men rushed out of the elevator.
Yan Yi stood tall and graceful outside the elevator, carrying a black bag on one shoulder, looking at them with serious eyes.
Looking at...their hands that had just separated.
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