Zheng Zening smiled and pointed at Fan Youyu who was standing nearby. "This is Fan's older brother, Fan Youyu. He just opened a new photo studio at the school gate. Our class wanted to ask Brother Fan to take a group photo, so we agreed to meet at the studio."
Zhang Jiajia turned to look at Fan Youyu with eyes full of surprise, and immediately spoke enthusiastically, "Ah, I also heard that there was a new photo studio opened in front of the school. I was just thinking of going over to take a look and take some pictures. I didn't expect you to be Fan's brother. The clothes I'm wearing now were designed for me by Fan! You two are amazing!"
Fan Youyi had thought Zhang Jiajia's voice was particularly pleasant, and when he met Zhang Jiajia's enthusiastic gaze, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding as he looked at this bright and beautiful girl. He began to stutter a little, "No... No, my sister is good, I... I'm not good..."
Fan Youyi felt that he was simply too embarrassed, and tried to calm himself down. He scratched his head embarrassedly and continued, "Thank you...thank you for the compliment. I'm just starting out, and I still have to work harder!"
Zhang Jiajia smiled, her eyes curved. "I'm sure you'll do it. Then can I go with you to the brothel? After you take pictures of Zheng's class, can you take a few pictures of me on campus as well?"
Fan Youyu nodded frantically, "Of course... of course!"
When they arrived at the wedding venue, the students in Zheng Zening's class had already lined up neatly. Fan Youyu took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and started fiddling with the camera.
"Come on, classmates, get ready. Everyone, look at me. I'm so handsome. Don't look anywhere else!"
The classmates were all amused by Fan Youyu.
"Yes, that's how you smile. You all smile beautifully. I'll count to one, two, three, and no one is allowed to close their eyes!"
"One...two...three...laugh!"
Fan Youyu pressed the shutter and took a precious group photo of his classmates from the class of 1978, majoring in political economy at Yangcheng University.
After taking the photos, he even promoted his own photo studio, "Classmates, my photo studio has just opened. In the first five days, taking a two-inch photo is only 80 cents. If you want to take a photo, come to find me at Shiguang Photo Studio, which is 600 meters east of the school gate!"
After hearing what he said, several students in the political science and economics major immediately became interested and said yes with a smile. Only then did Fan Youshi say goodbye to his classmates and leave.
Zhang Jiajia stood aside, watching Fan Youyu work quietly, and couldn't help but laugh at his humor.
When calculating the money, Fan Youyu counted on his fingers for a long time but still couldn't figure it out clearly. He told Zheng Zening the price and asked Zheng Zening to help him calculate it.
With the help of Zheng Zening, this group photo finally earned twelve yuan. There were twenty-four students majoring in political science and economics. Each six-inch photo cost two yuan and eighty yuan. Twenty-three more copies were printed, and each copy was charged for developing forty cents, which added up to exactly twelve yuan.
Fan Youyu put the money in his pocket and only started taking pictures of Zhang Jiajia alone after Zheng Zening left.
At first, Fan Youyi was a little nervous. When he saw Zhang Jiajia, his heart beat faster. But after he started to fiddle with the camera, his mood gradually calmed down.
He carefully guided Zhang Jiajia in posing and helped her find a good angle. Sometimes he took pictures with her legs apart and half squatting, and sometimes he stood on the edge of the flower bed and took pictures from above. Regardless of how the pictures were taken, just looking at Fan Youyu's posture, you could tell that he was working very hard!
Zhang Jiajia also cooperated with Fan Youyu and posed, showing her most beautiful smile.
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