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Chapter 1376 He is right
The military training lasted for more than 20 days, including drills, marching, and live-fire shooting. Every day was a high-intensity collective life, and you couldn't leave the team without reason. It was a serious military training. So Wang Yan didn't have much communication with people from other departments. He just played and laughed with a group of young people in his own small piece of land in the Academy of Fine Arts.

During the military training, he won many honors such as the school's model of housekeeping, outstanding individual, and first place in the military competition with his good attitude and strong ability. He was the top star of the Academy of Fine Arts during the military training. With these many honors, he was internally awarded a scholarship by the Academy of Fine Arts.

For a university with a strong political background like Peking University or Tsinghua University, any honor is not given in vain and has a certain value. In particular, various scholarships are of great value. Because they represent not only the actual monetary reward, but also the recognition behind a century of accumulation, which is an absolute proof of comprehensive strength.

Either they are geniuses and good at studying, or they have strong family connections, or it can be a combination of both, these are all strengths.

The day the military training ends was intentionally scheduled on Friday, so that we can have two days of rest, relieve the tension and fatigue of the training, and start real university life and study.

After lunch, everyone returned to the dormitory. The guys cried out and fell on the bed.

The fat boy Sun Zhenxing was lying on Zhou Guosheng's body, while Zhang Hai was lying on another lower bunk with his neck resting against the wall, looking like the lazy Ge You.

"It's not easy, but we've finally finished it." Zhang Hai sighed, "It's all thanks to you, Third Brother. You're awesome. The three of us are dying of exhaustion, but you've become a model soldier."

"I understand." Wang Yan smiled as he held his Hongtashan cigarette in his mouth. "You three have good families and don't participate in much labor. I have been working since I was a child and have practiced some boxing, so I am more adaptable."

Zhou Guosheng Jin Ye Xue Jing Ye: "Hey, my good third brother, you are always so modest. You have practiced more than just a little bit of boxing and kicking, even the instructor can't beat you, hey~"

"Damn it, you're parroting again." Sun Zhenxing launched a digging attack in annoyance, and the two of them started quarreling.

A month had passed, and everyone was getting along very well. They were already very familiar with each other, laughing and joking all day long, and it was very lively. In fact, it was not just the four of them, but also the other students in the photography major who had a good relationship.

Photography is a small major. This year, 13 people were admitted, 7 boys and 5 girls. With just a few people, we had a good time. Small groups are inevitable, and generally peace is maintained. After all, they are all children from wealthy families, so it is inevitable that they will curry favor with the powerful and be xenophobic.

Although Wang Yan was the poorest, he was very good at his major and was easy to get along with. He basically maintained good relationships with people in the same major. The best ones, of course, were the ones in the dormitory.

After chatting and laughing with them for a while, Wang Yan idly fiddled with the war-damaged Nikon F3 camera and the Seagull wide-format camera, installing lenses, changing films, and taking out a few rolls of black-and-white and color films.

Seeing him doing this, Zhou Guosheng asked, "Go take a photo?"

"I'm addicted to it. I'm free anyway, so I'll go out and take some photos of the school. I never had the time before."

"Then I won't go with you. I want to take a nap." The three of them expressed their determination not to go out.

“You can’t become a photography artist by sleeping.” Wang Yan shook his head with a smile.

"I have to wake up before I can do art. I am so tired."

After chatting and laughing for a while, Wang Yan, with two cameras hanging around his neck and several boxes of film in his bulging pockets, went out to take pictures.

Beiqing is the term used in this drama, but in fact it is a mixture of Tsinghua University and Peking University, with a small-scale geographical transformation and landmark architectural transformation.

But even after the transformation, Wang Yan didn't feel very unfamiliar with it. After all, he was very familiar with it.

Under the curious gazes of passing students, he strolled slowly, stopping from time to time, holding the camera and switching angles to find the best light and shadow, and patiently waiting for people to enter the camera.

His favorite photography is humanistic documentary photography. He likes to have people in everything he shoots. Even when shooting scenery, he wants to wait for a person to walk into the camera. He likes to highlight the various relationships between people and various environments, and between people.

At the same time, he also likes the kind of casual snapshots because they are very natural. People will deliberately act in front of the camera, but snapshots can avoid that unnaturalness.

He strolled along the way, recording the style of students at Peking University and Tsinghua University, and also took in the scenery in the school, and just like that, he took pictures of the library. He sat cross-legged on the side of the library, fiddling with the camera, and patiently waited for the right person to appear.

After a while, someone patted his shoulder gently.

"Hey! Wang Yan? Is it really you?" Xiao Qianxi was a little surprised.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a month. I hope you are doing well, my beautiful lady." Wang Yan looked up at her. "You are naturally beautiful. You have been in the sun for a month, but you haven't gotten any darker. Look at my good sister. She has gotten at least eight degrees darker."

"I really want to beat you to death." Xu Lin knew that he was being talked about, so he clenched his fist and punched him with gritted teeth.

Wang Yan laughed: "You are not the only one who is darker, Xie Qiao is also a little darker. This one..."

Xie Qiao rolled his eyes speechlessly. He had never seen anyone speak like that.

Xiao Qianxi introduced with a smile: "This is Wang Ying, who shares the same dormitory with us."

"Hello, I'm Wang Yan. As you can see, I study photography." Wang Yan greeted, "When I sent Qianxi to the dormitory and left, you just happened to come over, with two strong men and several large boxes. Your family is very wealthy. Are you interested in taking a set of personal portraits? I will definitely use all my life's knowledge to ensure that you are satisfied."

"Thanks, but no thanks." Wang Ying crossed her arms, maintaining her cool persona.

"Good sister, didn't you show her my strength?"

Seeing Wang Yan looking at him, Xu Lin said, "She saw it, and she said it was beautiful."

"I see. I'm sorry for saying one thing and thinking another." Wang Yan nodded in understanding and looked at Wang Ying with a smile.

Wang Ying is the type who says one thing but does another. When she saw Wang Yan looking at her straight, her ears immediately turned a little red and her eyes became wandering, not meeting Wang Yan's gaze.

She pouted lightly: "It looks good, but I just don't want you to take a picture of me, okay?"

"No problem, the money is in your pocket." Wang Yan laughed and said, "You want to go to the library, right? There shouldn't be anything to do, so there's no need to rush. We are all gathered together from all corners of the world, and the school has just started. We will definitely recall this period of time in our lives.

So, I will show my style today and give face to the three beauties and my good sisters. I will take two rolls of photos for you four for free, and let our rich lady see the effect. After that, I will do a high-end customized personal photo shoot here, so that I can eat some meat. Comrades, do you have any objections?"

"I object!" Wang Ying was the first to raise her hand.

"Your objection is invalid! Come on, I'll give you two tickets at the library first, and then we can go to the Ending Lake or something like that, a place with some iconic landmarks."

Wang Ying curled her lips, but did not object in the end.

"Okay, I'll be happy as long as it doesn't cost any money." Xu Lin applauded.

"Hey sister, have you promoted me?" Wang Yan asked Xu Lin while scanning the environment.

"Of course. We've gone through the entire building. Just wait and see. I'll find you in the next two days. Leave your dormitory phone number and we can keep in touch anytime and make an appointment then."

"Let's get rich together."

"No, are you going to take the photo or not?" Wang Ying seemed very disgusted.

“Isn’t this looking for an angle?”

Wang Yan waved his hand, sat still, and said, "Well, go to the library entrance, and the four of you stand in a staggered position, some in front and some behind, and you have to stick your heads out to talk. Just walk towards me from the entrance, don't look at me, ignore my existence. Go ahead."

The few of them did not doubt Wang Yan's ability. After all, they had seen every photo Wang Yan left behind. They immediately went to the door of the library as he said and walked towards Wang Yan's direction.

"Don't mention it. When he sits there, he really has a kind of artistic, casual and unrestrained temperament." Xu Lin gave a high evaluation to his good brother.

Xiao Qianxi recalled, "He seems to be very casual and relaxed all the time. I thought I would feel strange when I saw him, but I didn't expect to feel nothing at all."

"Qianxi, you're not attracted to him, are you?" Xie Qiao's eyes were full of gossip. "How could that be? It's only been a short time. We don't know anything yet. We can only say that you get along well."

"Then you better be careful." Wang Ying snorted, "Haven't you heard that all men are bad, especially those who are engaged in art. They also find countless excuses to cover up their infidelity in love. I don't think he is a good person."

"No way? I feel like he's quite sincere." Xie Qiao was a little unsure, "Don't you feel that?"

"I'm sorry, not at all. Anyway, you all should be careful."

"You guys? No way, how could he like me?" Xu Lin was a little confused. She knew herself well, and she didn't like men either.

Wang Ying continued to choreograph: "It's art, who knows what his taste is."

"Hiss..." Xu Lin thought of that scene, but it was not very beautiful, and then he reacted, "I say, Miss, you know a lot, don't you?"

"What's that look? Have you ever seen a pig run, even if you haven't eaten pork? There are so many things you don't know."

Xiao Qianxi listened to their discussion quietly and smiled.

She is a person with strong opinions, and her thoughts will not be affected by what others say...

Just like that, the four of them walked over chatting and laughing, and Wang Yan also took two photos.

"How is it?" Xie Qiao asked curiously.

"It's OK, but still not natural." Wang Yan stood up and said with a smile, "What were you talking about just now? It was quite lively?"

"Don't ask around." Xu Lin said, "It's a secret. Do you understand?"

"I understand the secret, but I feel like you haven't told any secrets. Instead, you're making things up about me, especially a little rich girl like you. You definitely don't have anything good to say."

"Congratulations, you got the answer right." Wang Ying snorted proudly, "I said you are not a good person, and told Qianxi to be careful of you."

"Qianxi won't listen to your slander. I think you want to get me. You are afraid that I will fall in love with Qianxi, so you want Qianxi to reject me so that you can monopolize such an excellent man like me."

Wang Ying was stunned, even stunned for a moment, and then gave a thumbs up: "You are invincible, so shameless."

"Just think you're complimenting me."

"No need to be, I'm just praising you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome!" Wang Ying glared at Wang Yan fiercely, turned her head away and didn't look at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow at Xie Qiao, whose eyes just happened to meet his, and said, "Let's go, comrades, move to another location. Come alone this time, or you can form a team."

After saying that, he walked in front and led the way.

Xiao Qianxi said: "I saw that you were commended as an outstanding individual in military training."

"Nothing, just obeying orders and following instructions."

Xu Lin came over and said, "Hey, Wang Yan, speaking of military training, I remembered something. I heard that someone in your Academy of Fine Arts beat up the instructor?"

"What do you mean by beating up the instructor? It was a sparring match." Wang Yan shook her head in amusement. "Three people can make a tiger, my dear sister, rumors stop at the wise. If the instructor was really beaten, the school would definitely have reported it."

"Wang Yan, it wouldn't be you who is sparring with the instructor, right?" Xiao Qianxi was thinking of the scene where Wang Yan was relaxed, grabbing one of her heavy luggage with one hand and slowly lifting it up.

"I know a little bit about martial arts." Wang Yan nodded modestly.

"Really?" Wang Ying was a little unconvinced.

"Believe it or not, you want me to practice here? Don't even think about it." As Wang Ying curled her lips in disdain, Wang Yan made a change of direction, "Unless you let us eat."

"Don't even think about it! We've been models for you. Do you know how much the appearance fee is? You should be the one treating us to a meal."

Wang Yan looked at Xiao Qianxi again: "Qianxi, doesn't she know that I'm poor?"

Xiao Qianxi shook his head and recalled carefully: "Xu Lin and Xie Qiao knew about it, but Wang Ying didn't ask, so I didn't tell her."

"Little rich girl, it doesn't matter if you don't know. Then please open your eyes and take a good look at my Iraq war-damaged camera. A child from a poor family is doing art. Do you know how hard it is for me? And you asked me to treat you to a meal? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"No, whether my conscience hurts or not has nothing to do with whether you are poor or not. Don't put a label on me."

"I've already spent all my money today, so I'm giving you two rolls of film and developing them. That's enough for me to eat for two days. We just met by chance, and I'm really being nice. How dare you take advantage of me?"

"Why should I be embarrassed?" Wang Ying refused to pay. "My money didn't come from the wind."

"I have an idea."

"any solution?"

"Is that your pursuer?" Wang Yan raised his head towards the distance.

Wang Ying followed Wang Yan's gaze and saw a yellow sports car parked in the distance. A man in a small suit and big leather shoes was walking towards them with his hands in his pockets.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's my friend."

"I think your friend is extraordinary and has great potential. Look at his flamboyant outfit, like a peacock spreading its tail, and his concave walking posture. He is so arrogant to drive a sports car in a campus of this level. He must have used connections to get in. He doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, and shelter, just to have a decent education and inherit the family business in the future. The purpose of coming to university is self-evident, that is to pick up girls.

We are three beautiful ladies in 213. Sorry, dear sisters, I am a very honest person and cannot say anything against my will. "

Why did Xu Lin wave his hands with a smile, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief?
Wang Yan ignored the young man's train of thought and continued, "He must want to show off in front of Qianxi and Xie Qiao. It's okay for me to eat with him, right, little rich girl?"

"No problem." Wang Ying smiled.

"Qianxi, Xie Qiao, you two should pay attention. I see that neither of you is vain, so it's best not to have a relationship with this guy. Just now, the rich girl told you about me. You can multiply it tenfold and apply it to this guy. I guarantee there will be no problem. Um... good sisters, pay attention too. You can't be sure that this guy likes someone as unique as you."

Then Qianxi, Xie Qiao and Xu Lin all turned their heads and saluted Wang Ying.

Wang Ying didn't expect that the words she said casually before would still be true for Wang Yan, but it definitely came true for this showy guy who was walking over. She didn't expect that Wang Yan could judge people so accurately.

She let out a long breath: "He's right!"

Wang Yan said with a smile: "I guess his first sentence would be, Wang Ying, what a coincidence..."

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