I'm really immortal

Bai Hui went to take out the camera. The OTUS85 is a stacked manual lens with the name of Zeiss. The price is naturally high. It feels heavy in the hand and has a sense of weight. This kind of texture has always been popular among equipment lovers and touch lovers. favorite.

Bai Hui just wanted to try out the feeling of a manual lens. Generally, this kind of second-hand lens is relatively stable in value. Basically, you can buy it at any price and sell it at any price. Even if you lose money, you won't lose much.

The focal length of 85MM is very suitable for shooting half-length portraits. In fact, on the full frame, the 85MM lens can be used very well in rooms of 50 square meters or more. Most higher-standard hotel rooms are about this size or larger. Some, if not smaller, would be nothing.

"I have compared it. In fact, the material of this lens is not as good as that of the 50, but the optical quality may be better." Bai Hui said pursuingly. In fact, her idea is very simple. She is so beautiful and beautiful, so of course it should be better. Only with the best equipment can you express your beautiful appearance and render out your lovely temperament.

Even girls who know photography have this idea. It’s no wonder that many photographers like to use professional-looking equipment to seduce girls and take pictures.

Girls, you can pay attention. There is a photographer who makes appointments everywhere, has a long history of shooting, and has good photographic equipment, but rarely publishes any works, or publishes very few works, with average quality, and they are mainly photos of girls. , most of these photographers don’t actually have much interest in photography. You can figure out what their interest is by just thinking about it for a while.

"Don't you think it's too heavy?" Liu Changan took it and held it in his hand. The camera and lens both had a silly and thick look.

"It's okay. I found that most female photographers rarely dislike the weight of equipment. However, some male photographers like to pick and choose and care about the weight of tens or hundreds of grams. It's so embarrassing." Bai Hui held the lens in his hand and touched it. I touched it and rotated it in a circle. Girls like this kind of thick lens. It looks very powerful and has a large amount of light. When shooting, it feels good to look at the lens that looks like a big eye.

"Then you try my hand on me. I don't need to change my clothes. I'm pretty good-looking, with a good temperament and figure. I can take pictures no matter what I wear." Liu Changan stated matter-of-factly.

Bai Hui glanced at Liu Changan. His words sounded like boasting, but in fact they were true... So this person's words were not exaggerated? Then he always said she was average-looking before, does he really think so?

Bai Hui really wanted to ask him, does she really look average in his eyes? But he couldn't ask the question. It seemed that all the courage was used up in the original confession.

Thinking that she actually confessed to him... Bai Hui's cheeks were pink and warm. She quickly raised the camera, covered her little face, and glanced at him through the lens, her heart beating fast.

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When Liu Changan returned home, Shangguan Dandan hadn't come back yet. Liu Changan took out his mobile phone and took a look at Shangguan Dandan's circle of friends, and found that she had posted a photo five minutes ago, and the content was about grabbing a good deck of cards.

Liu Changan swiped casually. She had already posted ten Moments today, all of which she had picked up a good deck of cards, and this one won again, and so on.

It seems that Qin Yanan took Zhu Juntang to coax Shangguan Dandan very happily... Liu Changan didn't understand. This was obviously a game where someone else gave away cards. What's the point of playing?

Maybe Shangguan Dandan likes this kind of scene where she thinks mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are enjoying themselves, right? Liu Changan shook his head, and then went upstairs to Zhou Shuling's house to see what was available for dinner.

Zhou Shuling is busy in the kitchen. She squats next to the sink, exposing a small section of snow-white skin on her lower back. Her white hands are grabbing a brush and scrubbing a pig's foot with great effort. A strand of sweaty hair hangs on her back. The side of her face is swaying with the movements of her arms. The housewife may not be so delicate, but this kind of virtuous temperament makes people feel comfortable to look at.

"When did you come?" Zhou Shuling raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and found Liu Changan standing by the door. Looking at him leaning there, she didn't know when she was standing there. Zhou Shuling quickly pulled up her clothes with some embarrassment.

"There's no need to prepare Shangguan Dandan's food tonight. Do you want it stewed, braised, or stir-fried?" Liu Changan still likes to eat pig's feet. In the past, everyone couldn't afford the meat, but later everyone could eat it. Nowadays, many people dislike pork... Pork will have to become more noble one day.

"Tonight we will eat stir-fried pig trotters. I plan to make the pork knuckles into German boiled pork knuckles." Zhou Shuling said a little show off, because she felt that adding a foreign name made the dish look more foreign. This was a new dish she learned. I didn't invent the style myself, so I told Liu Changan directly with some confidence, instead of anxiously looking forward to his comments after I finished it.

"Stew pig's trotters, just stew pig's trotters, what about German boiled pork knuckles?" Liu Changan sneered disapprovingly. This little daughter-in-law has been thinking about proving her cooking skills all day long. Now it seems that she has not made much progress in technique, so she is just learning Western skills. The restaurant's routine has focused on the name.

"There was a girl in the restaurant whose relative came back from Germany and brought her sauerkraut. She said that this sauerkraut is to be eaten with German boiled pork knuckles, so she gave me a pack. I found a recipe and learned it. , I specially bought the pig feet from our Ningxiang black pig to prepare." Zhou Shuling patted the fat and strong pig's hind legs and said.

Ningxiang Black Pig is a high-end pork brand. Now it costs thirty or forty yuan a pound in supermarkets. Liu Changan said with admiration, "They gave you a pack of pickled vegetables that cost a few yuan. You bought one for more than one hundred yuan." Big pig’s feet for ten dollars to go with it.”

"Who... who said that it only costs a few yuan, maybe it's expensive?" Zhou Shuling thought for a while, something seemed wrong, and persisted with a guilty conscience.

"Germans really like to eat pig's feet with sauerkraut, and the smoked pig's feet in Bavaria are more distinctive... Generally speaking, German food is really not that good. You can just make a serious stew of pig's feet with sauerkraut, and it will have a similar taste." Liu Changan suggested.

Zhou Shuling muttered a few words in a low voice. She didn't know what she said. She raised her head and looked at Liu Changan gloomily. She just wanted to make a fresh dish for everyone to eat. Why didn't he always support others?

"You do it, you do it. It just so happens that you haven't finished the two large boxes of discounted beer you bought last time. German beer goes with your sauerkraut and German boiled pork knuckles. It's very ritualistic." Liu Changan saw her With eyes that seemed to be bullied by him, he shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhou Shuling secretly made up her mind to make it delicious. With this thought in mind, she rubbed the skin of the pig's feet harder.

When Liu Changan first came in, he saw Zhou Dongdong holding a watermelon while eating and watching TV. After staying in the kitchen for a while, Zhou Dongdong had already finished eating the watermelon and was holding a cross-shaped screwdriver on the remaining watermelon rind. Make holes.

She will definitely wear the watermelon rind on her head, Liu Changan thought, and sat on the sofa without disturbing Zhou Dongdong who was concentrating on drilling holes in the watermelon rind.

After a while, Zhou Dongdong successfully dug two holes in the watermelon skin. As Liu Changan expected, the smart child took her mother's scarf and stuffed it into the watermelon, sucked up the juice inside and wiped it. Then he stuck his head in and put the entire watermelon rind on his head.

"Oh, I can't see." Zhou Dongdong's original plan was to make the watermelon rind into a helmet, just like the one worn by the ancient generals on TV, but when she put it on, two holes were dug out. Not aimed at the eyes.

Zhou Dongdong grabbed the watermelon rind and twisted it a few times. He found that his head was stuck. He was at a loss for a while and stood there motionless.

"I can't see anything, I don't dare to move, are you afraid of falling?" Liu Changan said after taking photos with his mobile phone.

"Brother Chang'an!" Zhou Dongdong heard Liu Changan's voice and realized that the savior was coming, so he quickly ran in the direction of Liu Changan's voice.

Liu Changan quickly reached out to catch her. This stupid child, who was afraid of falling just now, stood there motionless, but now he rushed forward without seeing anything.

Liu Changan helped her open the watermelon rind and saw that her hair was wet and her face was covered with residual watermelon flesh and juice. He couldn't help but want to laugh. He took two more photos and sent them to Zhou Shuling later. If it were sent to Zhou Shuling today, Zhou Dongdong would be beaten later... Liu Changan was kind-hearted today.