I'm really immortal

After shooting the video, the sky turned slightly dark and the lake surface was covered with a layer of silent blue. Liu Changan played back the video and frowned slightly.

Seeing his frown, Bai Hui's heart tightened slightly, "What, doesn't it look good?"

"No, my photos are not very good." Liu Changan has always objectively commented on others, and he is also very objective towards himself.

"It's pretty good." Bai Hui felt relieved and looked at Liu Changan's eyes, which were shining a little under the dim sky. "The first time I took the photo, it was much worse than yours."

Liu Changan glanced at Bai Hui and nodded.

"You, you, you..." Bai Hui understood Liu Changan's eyes and nod very well, "Are you trying to say, how could your first shoot be at the same level as my first shoot?"

"This is what you said."

"You are so annoying." Bai Hui said this, but she leaned a little closer to Liu Changan and looked at the camera screen in his hand, "Look at the photos."

Bai Hui can basically use it as a special plane. Liu Changan took out another camera and opened it to look at the photos. He was a little satisfied and still commented objectively: "My ability to take pictures is much better than taking videos. The aesthetics and composition are Talent is difficult to improve through practice.”

Bai Hui also admitted this. She was very fortunate that Liu Changan's later level was still a little behind hers due to insufficient practice, but she could still be his teacher for a period of time.

"Do you mean the photo looks good?" Bai Hui asked casually, with a calm tone to avoid attracting his attention, and deliberately said it didn't look good.

"certainly."

"The photo looks good, does that mean I look good?" Bai Hui bit her lip, her eyes moved, there was a shy smile between her eyebrows, and she looked at him softly.

If he said she was pretty, her whole body would probably turn into honey, right?

"That's not necessarily true. If the photo is beautiful, it just means that the photographer wants to express positive emotions from a normal perspective. It means that the photographer is good at finding angles suitable for displaying the subject." Liu Changan looked at the photo, and then looked at it again White fennel.

"Yes, I think too much. After all, I heard you say that I am average-looking, not just once or twice. I am ugly, I am ugly, I am an ugly duckling, okay?" After Bai Hui finished speaking, she bit her lip. Staring at Liu Changan angrily.

"I just object to your logic that good-looking photos mean you are good-looking. I didn't say that you are not good-looking." Liu Changan frowned, "Why can't you understand human speech? Stupid woman."

Although she was scolded, the anger on Bai Hui's face disappeared. The sweet feeling in her heart made her couldn't help but follow him with brisk steps. He was obviously scolding, but she felt like this, Are you a bit shameless?

The ugly duckling seems to have turned into a white swan.

When we got back to the farmhouse, most of the students had already left, except for a few students who were planning to spend the night here.

Gao Dewei, Miao Yingying, Lin Xinhuai and Lei Hong were getting together to play mahjong. Miao Yingying was yelling because Gao Dewei always grabbed her cannon or cut off her beard.

Liu Changan went over to take a look. Bai Hui and Miao Yingying squeezed together and sat on a stool butt-to-butt. Bai Hui was ready to give instructions to Miao Yingying to prevent her from being bullied by Gao Dewei.

Liu Changan went to work in the kitchen. The kitchen in the farmhouse was simple and plain. The big pot that could be used for bathing, the earthen stove made of bricks and mud, the chopping board made of tree stumps, and the forged kitchen knife that was ground to a snow-white shine all suited Liu Changan's taste. Mind.

There are also baskets of loofahs, roosters in bamboo cages, grass carp in water tanks, large bowls of pork, beef, mutton and various types of waste. There are enough ingredients for Liu Changan to show off his skills.

After observing for a while and wondering what dishes to make, Liu Changan had just fished out the grass carp from the water tank when Bai Hui walked in and stood next to the door.

"What are you doing here? The kitchen is not a place for a woman like you." Liu Changan killed the grass carp and turned around and said to Bai Hui, who was just giving advice to Miao Yingying to play mahjong.

The kitchen is a serious and dangerous place. Although Liu Changan also did some things related to women in the kitchen, it was just because it was beautiful and delicious.

How many people have lost arms and legs because they are not good at cooking and have annoyed the chef. This is what some people say, "a gentleman is far away from the chef".

Bai Hui didn't explain. She originally thought Liu Changan could play mahjong, so she sat down, but he ran into the kitchen, and she followed him.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Bai Hui randomly found a reason.

When it came to eating, Liu Changan ignored her. He deboned the grass carp and sliced ​​it into slices, preparing to make boiled fish fillets. "You can eat whatever I cook. Is it possible that you still want to order?"

"I see that An Nuan often shows off your cooking." Bai Hui didn't want to mention An Nuan at first, but she always felt that if she deliberately didn't mention An Nuan, wouldn't it mean that she had some whims about coveting her? Bai Hui took her cell phone and clicked casually, "When you were busy in her kitchen, was she always by your side?"

"No, usually I would kick her out." Liu Changan glanced at Bai Hui's lips. She was licking her lips after she finished speaking. They were moist and exuded a not-so-bright but alluring sheen under the light of the incandescent lamp in the kitchen.

"Then don't chase me." Bai Hui took two steps forward actively, "My cooking skills are actually quite good. Like family dinners during holidays, if we don't eat out, I will help my mother cook. Get started."

Liu Changan looked at Bai Hui suspiciously and pointed to the rooster in the bamboo strip cage, "Then help me kill that chicken."

Bai Hui took one look at the big, rooster, and was frightened. He then moved back and stood next to the kitchen door without moving. He looked at Liu Changan in disbelief. Couldn't he give him some face? Who can help me? What do you mean?

Killing chickens, especially big roosters, is definitely the job of the main force. My intention of killing chickens... is to wash dishes, cut cucumbers, etc. These white fennels are good at it.

Liu Changan sneered and said nothing. Nowadays, these girls are really useless. They can't even kill a chicken. The girls in the past were so easy to work. Let alone a chicken, they can kill a goose. .

It is impossible for them to kill chickens. Seeing the cute chicks, raising a chicken for fun is almost the same.

After dinner in the evening, they played mahjong for a while and went back to their rooms to get ready for bed. However, Gao Dewei and Liu Changan waited for a while and met again in the tool room downstairs. They still wanted to take a look at the cave.

This hole was dug by Li Hongfang. He could have asked Li Hongfang what was inside, but Liu Changan didn't ask. The unknown is more interesting.

What's more, because the Han Dynasty tombs are so old, it is normal for them to self-destruct and turn into ashes as time goes by, not to mention countless tomb robbers.

The structure of many tombs is complex. After all, tomb robbers are not archaeologists. In many cases, they dig casually and evacuate after finding enough burial objects. Even if some large tombs have been robbed, some tomb chambers may be well preserved and have not been discovered.

It would be interesting if we could find a "living coffin" again, and Liu Changan was looking forward to it casually.