America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 82 no, no waste

On the ninth day after landing in Saint-Loduo, Cheng Daqi finally felt that his physical condition was improving significantly. (Fast forward a day, hehe)

The pain of a cold is directly proportional to a person's age.

A child's cold may be nothing to worry about and he may be active and active.

But as you get older, the pain caused by colds will increase dramatically.

The most unexplainable thing about colds is that in most cases the cause is infection with a virus.

After several years of training on masks, most people in the world have understood a basic fact—viral infections cannot be treated with drugs.

Cold viruses can only be eliminated by the body's immune system.

All cold medicines can only reduce the complications of colds, but cannot have any effect on eliminating the virus.

For colds with mild symptoms, the best solution is to take painkillers.

When I woke up this morning, Cheng Daqi could feel that most of the pain in his body had obviously disappeared, from being sore and weak to a dull pain.

The novice mission requires him to survive for ten days.

It seems to be very close at the moment.

It was only ten days, but he already saw hope of figuring out his identity.

At the same time, he re-established a company in China and prepared to compete in the short video track.

Now Cheng Daqi no longer laments the weakness of the system.

System garbage does not mean that it becomes machine garbage.

His abilities do not require system certification to function.

"Chan, you woke up very late today. Did you do something shameful in the tent yesterday?"

The black girl's voice was filled with disdain and curiosity.

After all, it was the first time in these days that Cheng Daqi got up so late.

"What do you think of me? I was interviewing employees who applied for the job last night. The interview lasted until after two o'clock, so I got up a little late."

In Sani's ears, Cheng Daqi's explanation further confirmed her judgment.

Who is a good person who still interviews me at two o'clock in the evening?

Is your interview serious?

Is it an interview, or is it an interview?

And you are a homeless person, and you talk about the interview so brazenly, how thick-skinned are you?

Is that an interview? Are you looking for a dick?

And why is there no sound? Are you too young?

Sani knew everything, but she still decided not to expose it as a boast.

She didn't understand much, but she knew how important men valued their poor self-esteem.

"Chan, you are really not an ordinary person. You chose the interview time so creatively."

A faint sarcasm was already the result of Sani's mercy.

Of course Cheng Daqi knew that the black girl had misunderstood what he said about the interview at two o'clock in the evening.

"I'm not interviewing Americans because my company is in China and the employees I'm interviewing are all Chinese. There's a 13-hour time difference between China and the United States, so it's so late.

Sani, we have been neighbors for so long, don’t you still know what I am like? "Cheng Daqi explained.

The black girl's eyes were full of doubts.

Man, no need, really no need.

We are all so poor that we are heartbroken. I can understand if you brag and dream about a better life.

But your exaggeration is a little outrageous.

Yesterday you were queuing up with me to receive relief, and today you said you were in a state-owned company in China.

How big is the company?

From the boss to the sweeping lady, you are the only one from top to bottom!

“Chan, we are at a low point in our lives right now, but you can’t live in fantasy.

I am seventeen years old and it is difficult to find a job. When we all find jobs next year, we can rent a house in Saint-Loto.

Everything will be fine, don't lose faith in reality. "

Sani himself didn't believe what he said. The girl just wanted to comfort Cheng Daqi.

She had looked for a job before, but her boss never cared about her ability to work, only her ambition.

"Ha, Sani, you have to understand, I have tens of thousands of fans."

Cheng Daqi understood that Sani did not understand the value of fans on the short video platform, so he used fans as a shield.

The five hundred thousand asked from Brother Sun Dongxin is really difficult to explain, and there is no need to explain it.

"I have so many fans, and I can make a lot of money from my fans, so I can open a company in China." Cheng Daqi's words do make sense. Sani has never considered making money from his fans.

Not every American knows everything, especially Sani, who hasn't even gone to school for a few years.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course!"

"Then can I make a video to attract fans?"

"Yes, but..."

"Teach me quickly!"

Yesterday, Cheng Daqi told Sani that this girl was not willing to take the initiative to learn photography.

It's not that she doesn't want to help, it's just that she lacks the habit of studying and it's difficult for her to get into the state of learning.

But when Cheng Daqi mentioned today that he could make money by having fans, the black girl fell instantly.

"Okay, Korno sent me a message. He said he would take me to meet another friend of his at noon today, and you would be responsible for filming our meeting.

I will briefly tell you how to arrange the lens position when moving the camera later. Since you are the only photographer, you need to remember the lens position I gave you.

During the filming process. (It’s not that I can’t, this thing can be covered in ten chapters with a little talk, it’s not necessary)

In short, it is to shoot from multiple angles, so that the details of the picture can be fully presented in different lenses, and then the hand must be very, very, very steady, understand? "

He was dumbfounded after listening to Cheng Daqi's 'simple' explanation.

For the first time in his life, Sani experienced the feeling of knowledge flowing through his mind and leaving it without any hesitation or delay.

Knowledge flows by like a spring without leaving a drop behind.

Sani really didn't remember a word.

By the way, she remembered the last sentence, 'the hand must be very steady'.

A sense of frustration arose in the black sister's heart. She felt that she really had no talent.

Cheng Daqi had clearly explained it so clearly, but she only remembered one sentence.

"I, I think, Chan, I think I don't have any talent. You said so much, I forgot all about it, I only remember the last sentence."

Speaking of the latter part, Sani's voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

She had tried hard to listen and remember, but she just couldn't remember.

"Haha, why do you think you are a genius? It took me a long time to learn this. Let's just take it slow."

Cheng Daqi said that it’s normal if you can’t remember.

Sani lacked basic education and learning training, and his logical ability, learning ability, and memory ability were all very deficient. He had already expected this.

"I really don't think I'm suitable for this, Chan. I want to help you, but it's a waste of time for you to teach me this way."

Looking at Cheng Daqi, who put toothpaste on his toothbrush and squatted behind the tent to brush his teeth, the black girl said in frustration.

"No, no waste." Cheng Daqi's words were slurred with his mouth full of foam.

"Brush your teeth first."

"." Looking at Cheng Daqi's butt, Sani suddenly wanted to kick him, but he just thought about it.

"Can Korno be trusted? I still think he is a bit dangerous?" Cheng Daqi bypassed the question from the day before yesterday, and now the black girl asked again.

"." Cheng Daqi nodded.

"Then let's set off early and go to the library to charge our phones and power banks."

"Okay, let me tell you the basic camera angle again."

"Wait a minute, I'll take notes on my phone's memo."

　In Chapter 6, in response to the requests of many readers, I wrote down some photography techniques. They are all tips that I have summarized that can help you immediately improve your shooting results in the future.

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(End of this chapter)