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Chapter 1374 Xiao Qianxi

The scorching summer heat has not yet passed, the sun is scorching the earth, and it is finally time to go back to school.

At the train station in Beijing, Wang Yan, who had returned to his hometown to pick up his admission letter and packed his bags, got off the train with his large backpack and left the station among the crowd.

Outside the platform, students from various universities in Beijing were holding signs to welcome us.

Wang Yan took the admission letter and found the pick-up place for Peking University and Tsinghua University. In fact, there was no need to look for it, because the first thing you see when you get out of the station is that a bunch of famous universities are here, and other ordinary universities have to stand aside, and some even have no pick-up station. Good universities are different.

I showed the notice, received a bottle of mineral water, and under the guidance of the student union classmates who were meeting me at the station, I went to the parking lot and found the shuttle bus.

Carrying the big backpack on his back, Wang Yan staggered into the car.

The students in the car were talking in a buzz, and when they saw a new person getting on the car, they subconsciously focused their attention on him.

Generally speaking, people get panicky when they are in the spotlight. With so many pairs of eyes staring at them, those who are mentally weak and unconfident will subconsciously avoid the gaze of those pairs of eyes.

Not to mention being watched by many people, just walking towards someone in a place with few people, the moment their eyes meet, you will be frightened. You will either look down at the road, turn around to look around, or pick up your phone.

Wang Yan was different. When he got on the car and saw everyone looking at him, he glanced around nonchalantly, so these talented people who were admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University avoided his gaze.

The smile that is always on your face has become a brilliant smile.

"Hello, comrades! Everyone is looking at me, so let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Yan, the "Yan" in "talking", from Liaoning Province, and I majored in photography at the Academy of Fine Arts. I have excellent professional qualities and my photos are amazingly beautiful. If you want to take a photo, come to me. The fee is cheap. When the time comes, I will send the photos back home so that my parents can also see what college is like."

"Shh..."

As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, people started booing and laughing at him for bragging.

"Don't disbelieve me. How can I, a photographer, not take pictures? Let me show you the effect." Wang Yan smacked his lips, as if he was very unconvinced. He didn't even sit down. Instead, he rummaged through his bag and took out a stack of photos.

"Come here, Master, take a look. You have a broad face and a full forehead. You must have a harmonious family. You haven't taken many photos in all these years, right? Especially with your aunt, your love is a serious revolutionary love. Come back to me and I will take a group of photos for you. I'll just charge you the cost, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"Come on, each of you take two and take a look at them. I'm not bragging, my professional skills are absolutely solid. This is the market in my hometown, and this is the park. Look, this is a couple kissing, they are very satisfied and gave me five dollars. Look at this lady, oh, she has a hard time..."

Wang Yan was chatting and laughing while posting photos when he walked up to a girl. She was sitting alone, had long hair, and was very quiet. She watched Wang Yan's excitement with a smile.

"Oh, you beautiful lady, you are so pretty. Come find me later. Bye, I will find you and take good photos of you."

"So she is the prettiest and we are not as good as her?" A girl next to him was unhappy and glared at Wang Yan.

"How is that possible? Aesthetics are very personal. A person looks a million different ways in the eyes of a million people. Do you understand fate? I just feel that she and I are destined to be together."

"Bah, you are just attracted by beauty."

Wang Yan laughed: "Everyone loves beauty. I am a young man who is still growing up. Although it is autumn, the afterglow of spring is still in me."

As he spoke, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows at the girl, then turned back and sent three photos to the girl sitting in the seat: "You look at them first, I'll sit here later."

Regardless of the girl's reaction, Wang Yan continued to send photos and actually sent two or three photos to everyone in the car.

Everyone looked around and couldn't help but give positive comments.

“You know what, it’s a really good shot.”

"Then look at me, do I look like a boaster?" Wang Yan laughed, "I'm telling you, comrades, you have to seize the opportunity. If you are not careful, I will become a famous photographer, and you won't be able to find me to take pictures. Now it's a friendly price, you buy the film yourself, and I will charge you five yuan for labor, and you can take pictures however you want. I will add the cost of materials for developing the film, which is quite reasonable."

“Isn’t five dollars too much?”

"What are you saying? Isn't shutter loss money? I run around with you guys, so I have to eat two steamed buns with meat in them. If you buy more rolls of film, I will take more pictures for you. It's okay to divide it among the group. Later, you can report it to the brothers and sisters in the dormitory. I will charge per person, two yuan per person, isn't that enough?

Although I applied for photography and became an artist, my family is poor. I am growing up, so please be kind and let me earn some money for my living and have some meat to eat. "

No one objected to this, after all, it was the beginning of the new semester, and everyone was going on a long trip for the first time, so they would definitely wear new clothes. But Wang Yan was different, wearing a white short-sleeved top, a pair of faded shorts, and a pair of not-so-white Warrior shoes that had come apart. His big backpack was also visibly dirty.

It wasn’t that Wang Yan wasn’t clean, but his shoes and bag couldn’t be cleaned with the brush. He didn’t struggle, nor did he buy more. He just made do with what he had. He already had a change of clothes and shoes.

"Okay, then I'll look back and see if anyone wants to take a picture. I'll find you then."

"Don't worry, brother. I promise I won't let you down." Wang Yan smiled. "Have you finished reading? Come on, collect your works. These are all my works. You should enjoy them at least."

"It's really nice, but it's basically all black and white, which doesn't seem very interesting."

"That's really interesting. How much is color film? How much is black and white film? Comrades, look at my dirty white sneakers with cracked glue. It's good enough to be able to afford black and white film and print.

If you want to take color photos, buy them yourself, 135, 120, positive or negative film, I have all the cameras, I can take photos of anything. Developing is definitely not a problem, I can borrow the school's darkroom, materials, etc., it's like our school is inviting everyone to take photos."

"You're dreaming. One or two rolls are fine, but if you want to make money, I'm sure you won't let me."

"Who knows? Let's wait and see."

While chatting and laughing, they collected the photos. Wang Yan chatted with the driver for a while, because the driver was really interested and wanted to take pictures.

After exchanging some time, Wang Yan picked up his big backpack, found a gap and stuffed it on the luggage rack, then sat down next to the girl.

"What do you call it?"

"Xiao Qianxi, Xiao for lifelike, Qian for great, Xi for happy." Xiao Qianxi's hand gently rested on Wang Yan's hand.

Wang Yan's politeness was immediately lost: "From Sichuan Province?"

"how do you know?"

"I heard it."

"Do I have an accent? Is it obvious?"

"It's OK. If you pay attention, it's there. If you don't pay attention, it's gone." Wang Yan said with a smile, "I guess it won't be long before you can hardly hear it. There's not much else in this old capital, it's all local. There are also many locals in the university. After a long time, they will blend in. Hey, this Mandarin will become ordinary."

Xiao Qianxi raised the corner of his mouth, covered his mouth and laughed: "You talk so funny."

"Isn't that true? Do you think I'm joking? Once you've lived for a while, you'll know. It's the truth."

"How do you know? Have you been here before?"

"No, I talked to a guy from Beijing in the car before, and he was very authentic."

Seeing Wang Yan's serious expression, Xiao Qianxi still wanted to laugh. She covered her face and shrugged her shoulders. Seeing Wang Yan's speechless expression, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really can't hold it back, you're too funny."

"Correction, it's humor."

"What's the difference?"

Wang Yan seemed to be thinking seriously: "Maybe it will make me look more serious. Humor is a trait, and funny is just a description of humor."

"That makes sense." Xiao Qianxi nodded affirmatively, "Then you are very humorous."

"Thank you." Xiao Qianxi raised the corner of his mouth again.

"I haven't asked yet, what is your major?"

“Department of Chinese.”

Wang Yan nodded: "That's great. If my photos win an award or something in the future, you can leave a comment and help me brag about it."

"Okay." Xiao Qianxi nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "But my bragging may not have much effect. After all, I'm not famous."

"People's fate is unpredictable. Until that moment comes, who knows what will happen."

"Yes, then I wish you to become a photography artist soon."

"Thank you for your good words." Wang Yan smiled.

"Can I see those pictures of yours again? Artist?"

"Oh, yes. I just said I would show you everything. I was too anxious to talk to the beautiful lady and future critic. It's all my fault. Wait, I'll take it out again."

"Don't bother me if it's too much trouble. There will be opportunities in the future."

"No trouble, it's nothing anyway."

As he spoke, Wang Yan went to get his big backpack and took out more photos, then returned to his seat.

"Why don't you just take a picture of her now?" A girl nearby couldn't stand it anymore.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Do you think I don't want to? I took the train all the way here and used up all the film. But I'm here and can't run away. I'll have plenty of time to shoot later. Right, Qianxi?"

Xiao Qianxi smiled without saying anything, but took the photo from Wang Yan and started looking at it.

Wang Yan didn't disturb her appreciation, but chatted with the people around him. They were all young people, not that difficult to deal with. Especially the familiarity and humor he showed, these college students did not reject it, on the contrary, they wanted to say something useless to him.

Nothing else, just interesting.

So while waiting for more people to get on the bus, Wang Yan became familiar with these people, and took the opportunity to decide on the spot that he would take pictures of them after the military training.

They patted their chests and said that even if their roommates didn't take photos, they were willing to pay five dollars, plus the cost of printing. Young people still attach great importance to promises, and if they fail to fulfill them, they will feel a strong sense of shame. They are not like the uncles who owe money to others and can do whatever they want.

"Your photos are really good. Although I haven't seen the works of those famous photographers, I feel that yours is definitely not worse than theirs."

"Comrade Qianxi, you have vision and excellent aesthetic appreciation." Wang Yan nodded seriously, looking as if he had found a close friend.

"You're exaggerating." Xiao Qianxi felt embarrassed and her pretty face turned slightly red.

"I am serious."

Of course Wang Yan did not lie, because his strength is there. He has extremely rich experience in photography and has his own style, which is an insight into society and a discovery of beauty.

Oh, no, he also has his shortcomings. In this respect, Teacher Chen is better than him.

Of course, he didn't want to surpass Teacher Chen...

Xiao Qianxi could see it and say it out loud. No matter if it was sincere or slightly exaggerated, Wang Yan thought that Xiao Qianxi was a man with vision. This was not contradictory. After all, Xiao Qianxi was praising him, Wang.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the bus was almost full and finally started, driving across Chang'an Avenue and heading towards the Peking University and Tsinghua University campus.

Along the way, the students in the car were looking at the capital city outside the window.

The capital of 2,000 years ago was not as good as it would be 20 years later, but all kinds of buildings were still lined up, the streets were busy with cars and people, and from time to time, you could see foreign faces on the streets.

It already has the atmosphere of an international metropolis.

The ride was not congested, and it didn't take too long to get to the campus. Even though they could get off the bus sooner or later, the students still stood up eagerly, blocked the narrow aisle, and squeezed out of the bus.

Xiao Qianxi was very patient. Seeing that Wang Yan did not move, she did not urge him.

"Do you have a lot of luggage?"

"well enough……"

"That's a lot. Let me help you. I'll take you there before I leave."

"Too numb..."

"It's okay." Wang Yan waved his hand. "It's just a small favor. I'm not in a hurry. As the saying goes, help people to the end and send them to the west. Let's go."

Seeing that everyone behind had left, Wang Yan stood up and first helped Xiao Qianxi carry her bulging and heavy backpack, and then he took his own big backpack and put it on.

Xiao Qianxi stood behind him and looked at the big brown bag: "Your bag is really big."

"All my belongings are here."

"I've seen this in a magazine. It seems to be the kind of bag that foreigners use called a travel bag, right?"

"Hiking." Wang Yan smiled. "Triple-proof fabric, it's not afraid of rain or snow, it's quite reliable."

"So you've been hiking, too?"

"Let's have some fun. Come on, get off the bus. Watch your step. The stairs are quite high."

The two finally got off the car, and Wang Yan followed Xiao Qianxi to pick up the luggage. It was a large old suitcase and a large handbag. Wang Yan weighed the weight, and it was heavy for an average man, not to mention Xiao Qianxi.

"Wow, you really brought a lot. It must have been a difficult journey here."

"There are many good people on the road, all helping."

"Mostly young men, right?"

Xiao Qianxi smiled. She knew she was pretty. She didn't continue talking and reached out to take the suitcase: "I'll take one myself. It's really heavy."

"No, I can carry it. They say sending a Buddha to the west is a good thing."

Seeing Xiao Qianxi's doubtful look, Wang Yan held the bag in one hand and the suitcase in the other, and lifted them up easily.

……

"You are so strong!" Xiao Qianxi couldn't help but widen his eyes, his surprise beyond words.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Let's go and report."

Just like that, Xiao Qianxi asked in front, and Wang Yan followed behind with her luggage. Xiao Qianxi reported her arrival first, and then Wang Yan reported his arrival. The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked towards the female dormitory building of the Chinese Department...

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