famine

Time flies, and spring is here not long after the midterm exam.

There are four distinct seasons in the north, and the most significant changes are winter and summer, when the temperature plummets and the temperature continues, as if across countless latitudes. The difference is that northerners can experience the strange scenery just by standing in place.In contrast, spring and autumn occupy a "transitional" position in the four seasons.

They are at the junction of winter and summer, often like the time passing by fingertips, they come inadvertently and leave quietly when they are not discovered.What remains are the same people, the same city and the same street.

The first time Jiang Xuan noticed that the willow trees in the attached middle school began to sprout green shoots was on a Saturday morning. At this time, more than two weeks had passed since the midterm exam, and the grade rankings had been posted on the school bulletin board for many days. There are not many students and teachers there, and occasionally a few people passing by will not look up, as if the meaning of that piece of paper is no different from that of ordinary leaflets. After passing, there will be no more To be remembered.

But Jiang Xuan is different. He has never gone to the bulletin board to check the grades and grade rankings. The grades of the left and right subjects will be sent to the students. Several papers are stacked together to form a small stack. In order to facilitate the teachers to judge the papers, they I have always used the machine-readable card to fill in the questions. When the time comes, the results will come out as soon as I pass them on the machine, but there will be no traces on them. The teachers will mark them on the students' papers after the results come out, so In fact, it doesn't matter whether you look at the transcript or not.

As for his grade ranking, in fact, most of them are known from other people.

First grade.

Everyone who went to see the ranking at the beginning would take a look at the number one position, and feel relieved when they saw that it was Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan is the first in the grade again, of course.

Waiting for the day when Jiang Xuan is not the first in the grade is something worth discussing.

Even so, he still asked for a ranking from Wang Peng who took the photo, and sent it to Cheng Lang.

For some reason, countless people were astounded by his grades and said a lot of good things, but it was different from when Cheng Lang said it.

Jiang Xuan knew that this was a bit naive, but he still sent it to Cheng Lang, and then received a string of sticks and little red flowers from him.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help laughing when he saw these contents.

Maybe people in spring are like this, they are very easy to be happy, and every day when they open their eyes and see anything, they feel that it is full of vitality and motivation.

Jiang Xuan made an agreement with Cheng Hong today that he was going to the zoo. As soon as he went out, he saw the green branches of willows swaying. The wind was much softer than a few days ago, and he felt as good as them.

It's just that part of the reason for this "goodness" is the Cayenne waiting at the school gate.

Brother Zhou's bird shop business is not as good as before. As I said before, the main reason is that there are fewer people who are good at birds.Nowadays, the increase of electronic products and various online activities has put more pressure on physical stores. Although Brother Zhou looks rough and has a casual personality, he is actually quite business-minded.Although I am not short of money after working for half my life, I still want to make my bird shop more prosperous.

So under the trend of the times, he decided to raise funds to open an online store, so as to gradually develop into an online business in the future. There are so many benefits that Jiang Xuan thought it was feasible when he heard it. After all, he did not have such political test questions in the test paper It is rare, and the meaning can be expressed with eyes closed.

Cheng Lang was a little surprised when he heard that he was going to the zoo at first, but when he was about to ask whether he wanted to go or Xiao Mantou, Jiang Dong told him Brother Zhou's plan directly.

Jiang Xuan, a child who hasn't gone to college, can't really help Brother Zhou, but the two of them have a deep friendship. Brother Zhou thinks of him when he has any work, and he gives him a lot of money, so Jiang Xuan wants to help him. There is nothing wrong with ordering anything.

So Brother Zhou said, then you can help me get some pictures, some bird breeding tools and tools, and then directly post his pictures on the Internet, so as to save him from bothering to think about it.

What he was looking for was not Jiang Xuan's photography skills - he could figure it out with his toes. This person probably had never taken pictures, let alone any skills.It was Jiang Xuan's eyes that he fell in love with.

"Saw these birds, just take a picture, take pictures of each one," Brother Zhou held a cigarette in one hand, and swayed his legs, "Dynamic, static, eyes open, eyes closed, mouth sawing, you can shoot whatever you want, It’s enough to make people feel spiritual as soon as they see it.”

Jiang Thrush: "..."

He always felt that Brother Zhou was coaxing him to play.

But Brother Zhou has said everything, he still has to do his best to complete it.

He watched the birds in the cage all afternoon, and finally decided not to take pictures.

Go to the zoo.

Cheng Lang was very confused when he heard it: "Why do you have to go to the zoo? There are not as many birds there as Zhou Ge?"

indeed.

Jiang Xuan squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to touch the SLR hanging on his neck and hanging on his chest. This thing was given to him by brother Zhou temporarily yesterday. He still doesn't know how to use it, so he has to learn it in a while... ...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan paused, then turned his head and asked, "Do you know how to use this?"

Cheng Lang knew what he was talking about, but he was waiting for Jiang Xuan's answer, but suddenly he didn't know what to do when he asked an irrelevant question.

His gaze moved to the camera with two big fists, and he saw the model at a glance, so he nodded and said, "Yes...you won't?"

Won't you still carry a SLR?

If you really don't know how to do this thing, it's better to just take out your phone and pick a filter to make it look good.

"I haven't touched it yet, teach me later, I still have to take pictures." Jiang Xuan said.

So Cheng Lang asked again: "Why does it have to be a zoo?"

"Because the bird is not in the cage."

Jiang Xuan answered quickly this time, but Cheng Lang felt that he didn't understand. After pondering for two seconds, he seemed to understand what he meant, and looked at Jiang Xuan: "So the effect of the shooting is different?"

Jiang Xuan glanced at him approvingly.

"..."

This was the first time they had met since that kiss that seemed to drop a thunderbolt from the hearts of both of them at the same time.

Cheng Honglin was still hesitant when he left the house. All the way to the attached middle school, he was thinking about how to talk to Jiang Xuan after seeing him.

Things have developed to this point, and Cheng Lang doesn't know whether his current attitude is acquiescing or turning a blind eye. Although he has done psychological training, he feels that Jiang Xuan is just thinking about it for a while, and young people are prone to impulsiveness, so I don't need to care about it.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, all the way to the zoo, no one mentioned the conflict that happened in the snow on the street that night.

Just as Cheng Lang hoped, they were the same as before.

But for some reason, he felt even more uncomfortable.

It's like an old lady lying down on the road. You passed her by on a bicycle. You clearly saw her and knew that she was uncomfortable and needed help, but you just rode past her without even pressing the brake.

This is evasion.

After escaping, the gap between the two is still there, and no amount of acquaintance or intimacy can cover up the gradually graying memory.Sooner or later, it will still be brought out and put on the bright side.

Cheng Lang had foreseen that day, but now he didn't know what to do.

On the other hand, Jiang Xuan didn't know what he was thinking. He had already queued up to buy tickets, and walked to the gate with Cheng Hong.

In a few days it will be the vernal equinox, and the weather is much better now than before. No one wears down jackets and cotton jackets on the road anymore, and they no longer wear thick and heavy snow boots on their feet.Jiang Thrush has always been insensitive to temperature, but he doesn't like wearing heavy clothes in winter. As soon as the weather warms up, he can't wait to take off his sweater and put on a hoodie.Jeans are still jeans, and this is another winter he has spent in just a pair of singles.

On the other hand, Cheng Hong, although he no longer wears a down jacket, Jiang Xuan reached out to touch it and found that the windbreaker he was wearing was also very thick.He was no longer wearing a scarf, his slender and fair neck was exposed, his protruding collarbone lifted the white shirt inside the sweater into two inconspicuous arcs, and the line of his chin was soft.Jiang Xuan always felt that if he took a photo of Cheng Hong and closed his eyes to randomly cut out a part, it would be a piece of temperament.

For example, when he turned his head to look at Cheng Lang who was thinking about something, his eyes flicked over the small fragment from his lips to the collarbone, and he felt a sense of abstinence.

This person looks too gentle.

As a result, the very gentle man turned his head to look at him in the next moment, his light-colored thin lips parted slightly: "Where shall we go first?"

He held the free map distributed by the ticket office at the gate of the zoo in his hand, and lowered his eyes slightly, with the tails of his eyes raised a little. When the sun shines, the crow-black eyelashes seem to reflect light, so that Jiang Xuan turned his head away when he saw it. Eyes, throat feels a little dry.

But after two seconds, he suddenly realized, and turned around quickly, trying to say something to cover up the touch just now, but found that those black pupils that were also reflective were looking at him with a lazy expression.

"..." Jiang Xuan coughed twice, and casually pointed at the map without looking at it, "Go here."

Cheng Lang looked down: "Elephant house?"

"Ok?"

"...Are you going to the elephant house to shoot birds?"

"...Turn around first."

Facts have proved that there are no birds in the elephant house, and the zoo cannot find as many kinds of birds as Zhou Ge's store.

Including the time it took to teach Jiang Thrush how to use a SLR, they came out of the zoo in less than three hours.

After getting in the car, Jiang Xuan began to flip through the photos he had taken. This skill was enough for him to learn all the buttons on the SLR thoroughly, and mastered them perfectly.

I took a lot of photos, because they were all snapshots. At the beginning, Jiang Xuan was just practicing. He wanted to take more than ten photos of a bird. In the end, there were not many kinds of birds.

The rest can only be photographed in the cage.

"How was the shot?"

Jiang Xuan was still looking down at the camera before Cheng Hong spoke.

"It's okay, I have to find someone to fix it after I go back, and the rest will be fine."

"Tsk," Cheng Hong hooked the corners of his mouth, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "Liang Jingru has released a new song?"

"What?" Jiang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head with a dazed expression.

"You look very confident."

"..."

Jiang Xuan pondered for a long time what he meant, and immediately laughed when he figured it out.

Cheng Lang also wanted to laugh, but he had to hold back and park the car on the side of the road. As soon as the engine was turned off, he held the steering wheel and laughed along with him.

The two of them got together inexplicably and laughed for a long time.

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