Girls in their teens are inherently pure and beautiful.
Jiang Yun and her friends changed into the gorgeous long dresses of the Xian ethnic group and sat in front of a white background with a few weeping willows painted on it. They immediately attracted the attention of all those who came to take pictures. They gathered behind the photographer and looked at him enviously.
The photographer couldn't help but suggest, "With such beautiful clothes, why don't you take a photo of yourself? When the photos are developed, I'll retouch your eyebrows and eyes, and you'll look exactly like the stars!"
Everyone was itching to get in on the fun, so the photographer brought a lot of photos of movie stars, which were very eye-catching when hung on the wall.
So they gathered together to discuss, calculate the cost of taking photos, and then calculate the time to return the clothes.
He Xiangdong particularly liked the outfits she and Jiang Jun were wearing together. When they took a group photo, she leaned against Jiang Jun. The photographer's suggestion was exactly what she wanted: "Xiaojun, how about we take a group photo? My birthday is coming up in a few days, and I won't be able to borrow any clothes then."
Jiang Jun looked at the people queuing up to take pictures: "Okay, then hurry up, we'll be out of time soon."
In fact, she really wanted to change her clothes. It was not fun at all to be pointed at and talked about like a monkey.
He Xiangdong touched Jiang Yun's bangs and said, "Did you cut it yourself? It looks really good! I think it's much better than those celebrities' curly bangs."
Without a hair dryer or curling iron, Jiang Jun picked out a few locks of hair from her temples and cut some bangs, making them look casual and flowing. "I'll just pick them out when we take the photo, and then I'll put them back into my braid after the photo shoot."
This kind of feminine hairstyle is considered untidy and unspirited in the 1970s compound!
Well, the subtext is that you don’t learn well, you know.
A burst of slogans came from outside: "Stand at attention! Gather in one hour! At ease, dismiss!"
The voice sounds so familiar!
Jiang Yun turned around and looked out from over He Xiangdong's shoulder.
It was a team of soldiers who had just disbanded. The owner of the voice was still standing there. He seemed to feel her gaze and turned to look at her.
Chen Yuanwu still had a cold expression on his face as if he had just shouted the command. He did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he raised his wrist to check his watch. Unexpectedly, he saw Jiang Jun looking back with only half of her face exposed. His heart beat uncontrollably and he was stunned for a moment.
After not seeing each other for a few months, Jiang Jun had grown taller, become rounder, and his eyes were bright. Although it was only a flash when he looked back, he was sure that those eyes were smiling!
He Xiangdong also turned around and saw Chen Yuanwu staring at him like he was hunting prey. He felt his scalp tingle and a chill run down his back. He quickly shrank back, not daring to look again. He put his arm around Jiang Jun's shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Jun, look at that soldier. He's so fierce!"
Jiang Jun quickly glanced back, only to see Chen Yuanwu turning and walking away. "Is he fierce? What's fierce about him?"
He Xiangdong turned around and sighed: "Hey, let's go. You scared me just now!"
Jiang Jun blinked: "Why?"
Zhang Jie leaned over and whispered, "That was Chen Yuefei's brother. I saw his photo at their house." Without waiting for He Xiangdong to ask, she explained, "I went to their house last time when I went to announce the start of school."
He Xiangdong exclaimed softly, "But why do I feel like they don't look alike? Right, Xiaojun?"
Jiang Yun smiled and said, "It's our turn to take the photo. The master is waving, let's hurry up."
As he said this, he took the lead and walked towards the background board.
Zhang Jie looked at Jiang Jun's back in frustration. She felt so uncomfortable as if she had only said half of her words and they were left hanging in the air.
The photographer stood behind the large box, leaning over to Gabriel to look at the camera. He showed one hand and directed Jiang Jun and He Xiangdong, "Yes, yes, yes, move your head closer, look towards my hand, and smile a little. Yes, tall people smile better. That's it, one, two, good!"
The photographer stood up and asked Jiang Yun and the others to take another photo. It would be a shame not to take more photos of such beautiful sisters. "Take another photo with your bodies sideways. I'll develop them by then. You can pick whichever one you like. It's okay if you don't want the other one."
Jiang Yun, aware of her own image rights, immediately objected: "As long as you take good photos, we'll take them all."
The photographer was delighted and boasted enthusiastically, "Don't worry, I promise to take a good picture of you two. Last time, I took pictures of Wang Xiaotang's comrades! They all say that my pictures are good, just as good as those in Beijing! Come on, turn around and look at my left hand, smile slightly, and say, 'Yes, that's it!'"
He Xiangdong was half a head taller than Jiang Yun. He stood behind Jiang Yun, holding Jiang Yun's shoulders with both hands. Jiang Yun hugged his arms with his little finger slightly raised.
Two people faced the camera, one smiled brightly with his teeth showing, and the other smiled with his lips pursed and his eyes full of affection.
Park Jinhua couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"
For a girl to have temperament, the key is not whether her eyebrows and eyes are beautiful or not, but her grace and elegance.
A person with an open heart must have facial features that conform to aesthetic proportions. This is the truth.
Jiang Jun saw the photographer squeeze the ball and waved to Park Jinhua with a smile, "Jinhua, come take a picture with me, too? My dad told me to take a picture with you."
Park Jinhua rushed over excitedly: "Okay, I want to stand behind you and take a picture too."
He Xiangdong, who has always been seen as a straightforward and silly girl by her classmates, could actually smile so beautifully and looked so confident standing next to Jiang Jun. She must be standing in the right position.
As a result, Jiang Yun also became a backdrop, and the students who did not plan to take pictures came up to take pictures with her.
She smiled and silently counted the number of photos in her mind. The money for the negatives alone used up her monthly pocket money!
Zhang Jie was the last one to come up and take a photo with her.
Jiang Jun smiled at the camera for a long time, her smile becoming a little stiff. The problem was that she wasn't wearing a cotton jacket, so it was quite cold. Her hands were even chilly. The photographer, very experienced, adjusted her pose for the photo: "Both of you look at that corner of the roof and smile a little. Come on, okay!"
Zhang Jie seemed relieved and quickly stepped aside to greet the other students: "It's time to return the clothes. It's too late. Put your cotton jacket on over your long skirt. When you run, hold on to the hem of your skirt to make sure it doesn't get dirty. I'll wait here for the master to issue the invoice and write the photo collection form."
Jiang Jun breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the queue for taking photos grow longer and longer. His monkey-like life finally came to an end.
He Xiangdong came over holding a cotton-padded jacket, and pulled Jiang Yun out, saying, "Just wear it and go over there, so you don't get late."
The main thing is that this dress is so beautiful, it makes me feel energetic when I walk.
Jiang Yun's nose was almost blocked, and he quickly waved his hands: "No, you touch my hands, they are cold, I need to wear cotton, ah, ah, choke!"
Before he could finish his words, he sneezed loudly, a little too hard, and rushed forward, falling into someone's arms.
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