Out of place

To be honest, if Xiang Xi hadn't seen the cannon barrel in this person's hand, he wouldn't have realized who he was. Even if he did, it would take him a few seconds to remember the photo of the life photographer in the small box. A business card, with your name on it.

"Fang Yin?" Xiang Xi looked at him in surprise, "The beard grows so long that you can't even find your face."

"I'm too busy to shave these days," Fang Yin patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Young man, I haven't seen you for a long time, I seem to be getting fatter."

"Ah," Xiang Xi touched his face, "Eat and sleep every day."

"How, why did you come here?" Fang Yin looked at him, "Aren't you in Zhaojiayao?"

"Well, it's not there anymore." Xiang Xi smiled.

"This is..." Fang Yin looked at the bulletin board over there, "Looking for a job?"

"Look." Xiang Xi said, he didn't know why, he didn't want people to know that he was looking for a job, probably because talking about this matter would make people know that he couldn't even find a job as a shopkeeper, which was embarrassing.

"Do you have time?" Fang Yin pointed to his car, "Look for a place to chat?"

"I have time, but I don't have time to talk about life." Xiang Xi hurried back to get money to buy a mobile phone. He had nothing to talk to Fang Yin, so he looked in the direction of the bus, "I'm waiting for the bus."

"Why don't you just sit in the cafe opposite and talk about serious business," Fang Yin held up the camera in his hand, "I've been waiting here for two days, and I didn't expect to see you. This is fate."

Xiang Xi didn't know what "business" he and Fang Yin could talk about, but after hesitating for a while, he followed Fang Yin into the cafe across the street.

Fang Yin is considered a "normal person", no matter if there is something serious to talk about, there is no harm in making friends with him, and it may be a step towards the life of ordinary people.

"Where do you live now?" Fang Yin asked for a pot of coffee and poured him a cup.

"Don't give me this, I'm not used to it." Xiang Xi opened the lid of the pot, poured the coffee back into the pot, took the milk jug next to him, poured himself a cup of milk, and then put two pieces of sugar, "I'm still I'm looking for a house, and now I'm temporarily staying at a friend's house."

"A friend's house? Temporary stay?" Fang Yin seemed very interested in his affairs, "Where are you going to find a house?"

Xiang Xi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Are you looking for something cheaper?" Fang Yin asked again.

"Are you renting an expensive house?" Xiang Xi took a sip of milk, "You may be like this. If you lose a camera worth tens of thousands, you won't take it with you."

Fang Yin smiled, probably because he saw that Xiang Xi didn't want to say more about his own affairs, so he didn't ask any more questions, and after a pause, he said again: "Xiao Zhan, I'm doing a special topic recently, called 30 days."

"Special topic?" Xiang Xi didn't quite understand, "What is 30 days? Just call it a month."

"I'm going to find a few people and take some pictures." Fang Yin took a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to him. "Photograph their 30-day life. Life is full of life."

"Oh," Xiang Xi looked at the cigarette in his bag, took it and put it in his mouth, but when Fang Yin handed over the lighter, he didn't pick it up, "just hold it, I have pneumonia."

"Are you sick?" Fang Yin was stunned for a moment, and leaned closer to him, "Have you had a bad day lately?"

"It's pretty good, why do you really hope that my life is not good?" Xiang Xi said with a cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette in his mouth shook, pointing at Fang Yin.

"No, I think," Fang Yin thought for a while, "You are very unique, you have a great story, and you also have a great idea. If your 30 days are filmed, it will be very effective."

"You are sick." Xiang Xi frowned and made a simple summary.

"Don't you think it's very meaningful? Record a certain part of your life with video," Fang Yin raised the camera, and before he could react, he pressed the shutter on him, and the camera clicked There was a sound, "And..."

"Didn't keep up with the medicine, you." Xiang Xi was very displeased with this behavior, and blew out the cigarette in front of him, and the smoke fell into his coffee cup.

"I'll delete it in a while, just to let you see it." Fang Yin turned the camera around and handed it to him, "Look at it, as I said before, you have a special feeling in the camera, it's natural."

Xiang Xi took a glance, except that he had entered a photo studio once when he was making Zhan Hongtu's fake ID card, he had never taken a serious photo since he was so old, and the last time he saw his photo was also in Fang Yin's camera.

Probably because he has seen too few photos of himself, so he always feels that the person in the camera is not him.

Sunlight poured into the store obliquely from the right. He looked at the cup on the table with a cigarette in his mouth. His face was at the intersection of sunlight and shadow, and the blurred background was behind him.

I can't say how to describe the expression on his face. Anyway, the unhappy expression in the light and shadow made him look like he was looking at a stranger.

"Really?" Fang Yin retracted the camera and looked down, "I'll delete it right now... Do you want it? If you want it, I can send it to you."

"No, delete it." Xiang Xi said.

"My assistant and I have been looking for someone. I've been looking at the bulletin board for two days, but I can't wait. I didn't expect to see you today." Fang Yin put the camera aside, "Xiao Zhan, what about this?" Are you interested? I will follow your daily life...Of course, this will be paid."

"How much." Xiang Xi finally heard a word he was interested in.

"Fifty a day," Fang Yin said, "Do you want to try it?"

"Shooting for 30 days?" Xiang Xi looked at him.

"This title is called 30 days, but the cycle must be more than 30 days. Of course, I will not follow you every day," Fang Yin explained to him, "For example, if you don't go out today and sleep at home, I will definitely not shoot. If you want to go out to find a job, look at the house, in short, if there is something wrong with you, I will shoot it."

Xiang Xi didn't speak, took out a cigarette from Fang Yin's cigarette case and smoked it again, thinking about it in his heart.

The price of 50 yuan a day does not know whether Fang Yin cheated him, but he didn't intend to care about the price. If it weren't for the fact that he is now trying to control himself to draw a clear line from the past, he would despise the 1500 yuan, so there is no need to give it to Uncle Ping. For confession, he can earn more than [-] yuan a month for whatever he does.

But it is different now, all the skills he has learned over the past ten years have to be discarded, let alone 50 a day, he will consider 30 a day.

"I will pay you the money every day after the shoot. You don't delay anything. You do your own thing and I shoot mine. It won't affect you," Fang Yin said, "How about it?"

"When do you want to start?" Xiang Xi picked up the cup and took a sip, "Do you want to go to the house to shoot? You can't go to the house. I can't just bring people in my friend's house."

"No, you don't need to take pictures of your friend's house, like you just went out to find a job, I will do." Fang Yin said immediately.

Xiang Xi stared at him for a while: "You won't use my photo for something else?"

"No," Fang Yin laughed, and took out another business card and gave it to him, "I have my own studio and a column, you can look it up."

"That's fine." Xiang Xi took a look at the business card, which was much more advanced than the previous one, but he couldn't read all the words and didn't bother to recognize it, so he saw Fang Yin's name on it, "I'll contact you when I go out. ?”

"Tell me your number, and also add it on WeChat." Fang Yin took out his phone, "We keep in touch every day."

Xiang Xi reported his number, Fang Yin dialed it after pressing it, and then the two were silent for a while, Fang Yin listened to his mobile phone and asked: "It's connected, why didn't it ring?"

"Oh," Xiang Xi took out his mobile phone, and it showed that there was a call coming in, but the phone didn't vibrate or ring as if it was on mute, "Whether it rings or not depends on the mood of this master."

Fang Yin took out his wallet, drew a one hundred and handed it to him: "Today counts as well. If you agree to cooperate, I will not delete these photos today, I will keep them for use."

"Isn't it 50?" Xiang Xi took the money and collected it.

"It's the first day, I hope we can cooperate happily." Fang Yin said with a smile.

Cheng Boyan bought noodles and spare ribs and went home. He usually eats casually. He can eat miscellaneous bean porridge in the morning and evening for more than half a month, but now that Xiang Xi is still a patient, he has to change it.

A meal of lean meat noodle and egg custard, a meal of lean meat porridge and egg custard, another meal of lean meat noodle and egg custard, and another meal of lean meat porridge and egg custard...

Today he saw some beautiful ribs, so he bought some, so he didn't have to eat lean meat noodles and porridge, and he himself was a little touched.

He was surprised to see Xiang Xi sitting in front of his computer when he entered the door.

He said that Xiang Xi could use his computer if he was bored at home, but Xiang Xi never touched his computer since the small clips were exposed.

"It's time to get off work," Xiang Xi jumped off the chair, ran over to take the bag in his hand, and glanced at the kitchen, "Ribs? Ribs! The ribs are good, the ribs are wonderful, the ribs are so beautiful that my heart is pounding... "

"Quickly propose." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi ran into the kitchen with a smile, Cheng Boyan changed his clothes and looked at the computer, and found that Xiang Xi was reading the official blog of a photography studio.

"You see this?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Well, let's see what they are taking." Xiang Xi put out the dishes and pointed to the photo. "The one who took this photo, Fang Yin, I know him."

Cheng Boyan raised his eyebrows: "You know him?"

"I told you," Xiang Xi chuckled twice, "this person lived in Zhaojiayao for a while, and took pictures of...a different life. Before he finished taking pictures, his money was stolen. gone."

"What did you do?" Cheng Boyan asked again.

"It's not me. If I want to change someone, I'll do it." Xiang Xi sat on the sofa. "He keeps chatting with me. I'm embarrassed, but there are only a few people who want to steal. Anyway, in the end his camera was in Uncle Ping's house." In hand, it’s about a hundred thousand, and Uncle Ping didn’t sell it for money, does that count as respect for art?”

Cheng Boyan smiled and said nothing, Xiang Xi pressed the Band-Aid on his face: "Last time you said I had an idea, and I said someone said that before, it was him."

"Oh," Cheng Boyan turned his face to look at the photos on the screen. He doesn't know much about photography. He bought a camera to take pictures of typical cases at work. However, these photos are quite impressive, with both light and shade in the composition. It makes people look comfortable, but the content is a little hard to explain, "Is this person only shooting this kind of content?"

"What content?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

"It's hard to describe," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "It's just bad filming, hard filming, vagabonds, beggars, thieves, illegal workers...Maybe these things can touch people's hearts."

"Probably..." Xiang Xi smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled. He originally wanted to tell Cheng Boyan that he agreed to Fang Yin's photoshoot, but now he suddenly didn't want to.

I suddenly understood why Fang Yin asked him to take pictures, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he still had to go to the hospital for an injection, Xiang Xi felt that his health was considered good, with no pain, no itching, no fever, and no cough.

Talking with Fang Yin yesterday was a waste of time. He didn't have time to get the money to buy a mobile phone, so he planned to buy a mobile phone after the injection today and continue looking for a job or a house.

Before going out, he used the elderly mobile phone to call Fang Yin, and made an appointment to meet at the bus stop yesterday.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he still had to earn money, not to mention just taking a few photos.

When Xiang Xi got out of the car, Fang Yin was already waiting for him with a camera. When he saw him, he clicked two photos first, and then looked him up and down for a while: "Is this your new dress?"

"En." Xiang Xi responded.

"Have you thrown away the old ones?" Fang Yin asked.

"I can't wear it anymore," Xiang Xi thought of his old clothes, as well as the sticks and fists that fell on it, "what are you doing?"

"Old clothes are better," Fang Yin smiled, "It's okay, are you going to buy a mobile phone now?"

"Get the injection first." Xiang Xi said, he would go to the injection room at about the same time every day, and Cheng Boyan would sometimes visit him in the injection room when he went to the bathroom, and he didn't want Cheng Boyan to find out that he wasn't there on time.

"Let's buy a mobile phone first," Fang Yin said, "This way I can arrange my time better."

Xiang Xi frowned, looked at Fang Yin's camera and thought for a while: "All right."

There is no shop selling mobile phones near the hospital, so you have to go to the commercial street. Xiang Xi walked to the stop sign and looked at it for a while, but it was not far away, about four stops by bus.

While he was looking at the stop sign, Fang Yin took a few more pictures of him. Before the car arrived, Fang Yin answered two phone calls, and they seemed to be meeting people to take pictures.

Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, this kind of work seems to be very advanced but it seems to be very simple... how many people will be photographed in this 30 days.

The bus came, and Fang Yin followed him into the bus. It was just after the rush hour, and there were not many people on the bus. Xiang Xi sat down in the last row.

"You want to change your phone after using it like that?" Fang Yin sat beside him and asked.

"Otherwise." Xiang Xi said.

"Is the economy tight?" Fang Yin asked again.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Xiang Xi glanced at him, and found that he was holding something like a miniature radio in his hand, he raised his chin, "What is this?"

"It's for recording," Fang Yin asked him to look at the things in his hand. "Not only do we need to take pictures, but there are also some written things, so that the story will be complete."

"My story?" Xiang Xi thought for a while.

"The story of a teenager struggling on the edge of darkness." Fang Yin said.

Xiang Xi turned his face away and looked out of the car window. Fang Yin stopped for a while, picked up the camera, looked at it and said, "Your story."

Xiang Xi raised his middle finger at him.

When Xiang Xi walked into the business hall, Fang Yin followed behind him. He didn't pick up his mobile phone, and went directly to the counter to ask which one was the cheapest.

The salesman brought him a smart phone worth more than 300 yuan. Xiang Xi looked at it and went out of the business hall with his mobile phone after paying the money without asking any further questions.

"Change the card." Fang Yin said standing on the side of the road.

Xiang Xi planned to get in the car and get it slowly. After Fang Yin said so, he had to open the box under the tree by the roadside, took out his mobile phone and replaced the card, and then threw the broken mobile phone into the trash can inside.

"Throw it away?" Fang Yin asked aside.

"Ah, do you want it?" Xiang Xi smiled, "You pay, I'll wait for you."

Fang Yin's way of taking pictures is not the same as Xiang Xi imagined. Fang Yin said that this is the first day with him, so he needs to find a feeling, let him not care about himself, walk from far to near, and take two pictures from time to time. open.

Xiang Xi thought it was okay at first, but after a long time, he began to feel a little upset.

Especially during the injection, Fang Yin felt that the fluorescent lamp in the injection room was not suitable for taking pictures, so when he was asked to sit in the small garden outside with the hanging bottle, Xiang Xi always wanted to slap his face with the cephalosporin water bag in his hand. .

"No, didn't you say it wouldn't affect me?" Xiang Xi said impatiently, "I'm getting blood back here, you can really make a fuss."

"For the sake of effect, do you know how much light is needed to shoot a photo that looks very casual?" Fang Yin walked around him to find an angle, "I'm following you now, so I just took a snapshot. It's so real. When it's about to end Let’s find some more scenes to take some pictures.”

"I've been stuck here for 5 minutes and still want to take pictures?" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "How much do you want to take? Is it useful?"

"Of course I can't use it all. I have to tidy up after I finish shooting every day." Fang Yin waved his hand, "Stop talking to me, what should you do?"

Holding the medicine, Xiang Xi turned around and walked to the toilet: "I'm peeing."

Fang Yin did not follow to the toilet. When Xiang Xi came out of the toilet, he was on the phone. After making the phone call, he followed back to the injection room and sat down on a chair a few rows away from Xiang Xi.

Xiang Xi ignored him, took out his mobile phone and made a few calls that he wrote down yesterday. After asking what they were recruiting, he said that he had experience, and he said that he had sold underwear.

In the end, a fast food restaurant and a clothing store both asked him to meet the next day.

After Xiang Xi hung up the phone, he was a little excited. Although he didn't know if he would be wanted, he finally had a chance, and there were two more.

When he was on the phone, Fang Yin took pictures for a while, then bought him some bread and milk, and gave him today's money.

"Thanks." Xiang Xi took the money and put it away, took a bite of the bread.

"Go to the interview tomorrow?" Fang Yin asked.

"Well," Xiang Xi glanced at him, "You want to follow? I guess no one will want me if you go in and take pictures, right?"

"Don't go in," Fang Yin smiled, "I'm outside."

"That's fine." Xiang Xi nodded, and hurriedly finished the 30 days of filming, and he was already bored after just one day.

"Go ahead and get an injection. I'll go back and sort out the photos first." Fang Yin packed up the camera.

"Good night." Xiang Xi said.

Cheng Boyan didn't come over today, Xiang Xi went to him after the injection, the nurse said that he had a patient operation today, Xiang Xi immediately saw the scene of Cheng Boyan doing carpentry work with a hammer, nail and ax in his hand, and went back happily all the way .

When he got home, he wanted to take a good rest and try to get a job tomorrow, but he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep when he was lying on the bed. He got up and watched TV for a while, feeling sleepy, and when he went back to bed, he became excited again. Get up and watch TV again.

After tossing back and forth until Cheng Boyan came back from get off work, he didn't fall asleep even once.

"Let's go out and eat something," Cheng Boyan stood at the door without changing his shoes, "I'm tired today and don't want to cook."

"Why go out when you're tired?" Xiang Xi patted his chest, "I'll do it."

"You do?" Cheng Boyan looked at him, "Aren't you incapable of living because you don't have a life?"

"I have it now." Xiang Xi said with a smile.

"That's all right, let's see if your cooking tastes worse than mine." Cheng Boyan changed his shoes and entered the room, and looked at him again, "Did you pick up money today? It's so festive."

"I have two job interviews tomorrow." Xiang Xi snapped his fingers.

"Really? You have been notified?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"En." Xiang Xi nodded, wanted to say something more, but couldn't say anything, if the interview was successful, he should find a place to move out.

You can no longer fall asleep on the thick and bouncy sofa bed every day, you can't wake up to the sound of Cheng Boyan making breakfast every day, you can't chat with Cheng Boyan after eating a super boring dinner... He suddenly became unhappy.

Some are reluctant.

This kind of stable and practical life is over?