Chapter 322 Camera

Zhao He's expression changed. He was so sensitive and calculating, and he didn't know how to behave. He thought offending people was a sign of his straightforward character, and he often talked about others behind their backs.

When I hear someone talking about me behind my back, I immediately ask, “What are they saying about me?!”

Xia Zhizhi covered her mouth and widened her eyes, looking like she had made a mistake accidentally: "Oh, sorry, I just overheard them and don't know who they are. Don't mind it. Besides, they didn't say anything bad."

They are all talking about people behind their backs.

And you still said nothing bad?

If it's not a bad thing, why don't you say it to my face?

And why did Xia Zhizhi say "No wonder they said that"?

How on earth are they slandering themselves behind the scenes?

Zhao He's expression kept changing.

After Xia Zhizhi annoyed Zhao He, she no longer cared about his life or death.

She didn't hear anything at all. Even Zhao He's name was captured on the spur of the moment. It was pure nonsense and hateful Zhao He.

A comrade named Tian Shufen who got along well with Xia Qingqing saw that the atmosphere was not good and suggested: "Let's go to the lounge to rehearse our speeches. It's quieter there."

After they left, Zhao He racked his brains.

Everyone knows that you don’t need to care what others say behind your back as long as you are happy.

But there are only a few people who can really do it.

People will definitely care about how others comment on themselves.

Comrade Zhao He is not a bad person. Given his circumstances and his low-income background, it is not easy for him to get to where he is today.

But he always looked down on those comrades whose families were better off.

There is a kind of hatred towards the rich mentality, thinking that others rely on their family background to occupy the good resources in the group.

If you ask whether comrades from wealthy families have benefited from their family's influence, the answer is definitely yes.

For example, Xia Qingqing, when many people in the crowd didn't even know there was such a thing as an art troupe, Xia Qingqing had determined her own path since she was young.

She was brought up by the older generation of comrades in the art troupe and was borrowed to be used as a prop when she was still an infant.

I am 25 years old this year and have 25 years of work experience.

I grew up in a training room and studied under many teachers. I am good at singing and dancing, and I have learned several musical instruments. I can even hum a few lines of opera.

The male elders of the Xia family fought on the front lines, her mother Pan Wenjun was busy saving the wounded, and her grandmother Zeng Zelan was busy with logistics, and they had no time to take care of the children.

This is the privilege earned by the blood and sweat of the elders of the Xia family.

There is nothing wrong with Xia Qingqing enjoying the resources at home.

It's okay for Zhao He to be angry about this unfair treatment.

Everyone is right, they just have different positions.

Xia Zhizhi quickly became familiar with Xia Qingqing's friends and colleagues in the art troupe.

Everyone likes Xia Zhizhi.

Because Xia Zhizhi took out her camera to take pictures for everyone.

They are all young and handsome people, how can they not love this?

Xia Zhizhi's photography skills are several decades ahead of the times, and she can take photos of people in various poses and styles.

The comrades were also very enthusiastic and highly cooperative.

There was a girl in the troupe, who was thin and clever, named Liang Nianci. She was not outstanding in the flourishing art troupe, but she looked like a pretty young lady. Xia Zhizhi thought she was like Lin Daiyu with Xun Ge's personality.

She is a natural dancer. When she dances, she is like a lively peacock, full of spirit in every move.

It is true that Xia Zhizhi has an older sister filter for Xia Qingqing, and it cannot be denied that Liang Nianci is more talented in dancing.

After watching Liang Nianci's dance, Xia Zhizhi went up with her camera in her pocket, then opened her hands and began to gesture: "Comrade Yang, the movement you made when you raised your hands and jumped just now was so graceful, like a white crane flapping its wings. Can you do it a few more times? I want to take a picture of it."

No girl can refuse the compliments and requests from a beautiful woman, and Liang Nianci was no exception, she happily agreed.

Then Xia Zhizhi started her ghost-like time.

The little girl danced in front of the camera for the whole afternoon, posing in different poses and taking pictures from different angles.

If you ask Liang Nianci if she is tired, the answer is definitely yes.

But looking at Xia Zhizhi's sparkling eyes, which were full of admiration and love for her, Liang Nianci felt that she could still hold on.

If Xia Qingqing didn't think her beloved sister was kind, brave and simple-minded, she would have suspected that she was deliberately making trouble for Comrade Liang Nianci.

After a hard afternoon, Xia Zhizhi stood, lay down, squatted, hung on the window, climbed on the ladder, tried all kinds of postures, took a lot of film, and finally took the photo she wanted.

Looking at the Seagull 205 camera in her hand, Xia Zhizhi suddenly felt that this thing was not so interesting anymore.

She wants to upgrade her equipment.

She was always the type to do whatever she thought of, and she immediately shouted to Xia Qingqing, "Sister, I need to go back!"

Xia Qingqing was puzzled. The tour would begin tomorrow and she was too busy to spare any time. Xia Qingqing didn't want her to go back at this time, so she asked, "Are you going back to get something? Or should we call home and have them send it over?"

Xia Zhizhi raised her camera and said, "I'll go back and upgrade my equipment. I'll be here tomorrow afternoon and I'll definitely be able to catch up with your performance."

Seeing that she insisted, Xia Qingqing went to the group leader's office to borrow a phone and called home. Unfortunately, Xia Sihua and Xia Bangguo's guards were busy.

Fearing that Xia Zhizhi would be worried, Xia Qingqing thought about it and went to other offices to find someone, borrowed a military vehicle, and asked them to send Xia Zhizhi home.

The comrade was not too old, but he was tall and looked quite steady. Xia Qingqing thanked him and said, "Thank you, Comrade Song."

Comrade Song glanced at Xia Qingqing's face, then quickly looked away, a little evasive: "No problem, I just happened to be going to the station to pick someone up, it's just on my way."

Xia Zhizhi didn't even chew the candy in her mouth. Her eyes moved back and forth between the two people's faces, looking at this one and then that one.

Along the way, Comrade Song only said to her "Sit tight", and then he concentrated on driving, focusing on delivering the courier.

Xia Zhizhi was preoccupied with other things and didn't pay attention to their little gossip.

Arriving at Gongzang Hutong, he called Ah Ju to the car, and then continued to call Comrade Song with a flattering face: "Comrade Song, please take me to the second-hand store."

Comrade Song sent them to the second-hand shop without saying a word.

The shop was about to close, Xia Zhizhi apologized to him perfunctorily, then quickly pulled Ah Ju inside.

She had been to this flea market twice. The previous time, she was just strolling around and didn't want to buy anything in particular, but she still had an idea of ​​what was there.

Today I suddenly had an idea and planned to buy myself a new camera. Nowadays, many cameras used by reporters working for TV stations are purchased from flea markets.

As an amateur, she has no shame in buying at the flea market. She mainly buys one to use first and then buys a new one when she has the chance.