I am straight!

Yes, because although it is said to be outing in the suburbs, it is not very far away. I got on the carriage, bumped all the way, and then arrived at the maglev train station in the city center. When boarding the train, the young and old were very excited.

"Oh! Where's the legendary maglev train! I've never been on it before!!!" The twins looked surprised, took a deep breath, and stepped on the train—it felt as heroic as Armstrong's stepping on the moon.

Senior sister Xi, the director of our photography department, gracefully put away the small parasol in her hand, stepped into the carriage, and handed the umbrella to the twins' housekeeper.

……Huh?When did this butler show up?Teleportation again? !

The twins jumped on the car a few times, and then said disappointedly: "Tch... I thought the whole car would shake after jumping like a spring bed, but it's so stable... So boring!"

...What is your impression of the maglev train?If it is really like a spring bed, who would dare to sit on it!

I turned my head away from the black line, and turned my attention to the curious and excited Bell behind me, but obediently sticking to my side.

"Come on, let's pick a seat by the window."

I pulled Bell and walked in front, followed by Elliot who was yawning - I woke him up early in the morning, his low blood pressure made him confused, he kept yawning, rubbing his eyes from time to time to wake himself up , his eyes were reddened by his rubbing, looking a little pitiful.

I pulled him to the inner seat: "You go to bed first, there is still an hour to get there."

Elliot just nodded, then lay down on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

An snorted, and sat down at the seat opposite me. The senior didn't seem to like crowds, so she chose a seat in the corner to drink tea with Senior Nasser and Senior Lal.

Senior Nasser and Senior Lal are both of the type who don’t talk much. Senior Lal smiles and is silent more often, while Senior Nasser is not very good at expressing his emotions. Even if he is happy in his heart, his face But I can't make an expression to match it-a bit pathetic in my opinion, but more interesting.

Claude has not recovered from his leg injury. Although he can walk around, it is better to rest inside because of the bumps in the suburbs, so I ordered him not to go out—although he protested, but the key to the dormitory is in my hand now, and he also There is no way to open the locked door and take it out. Anyway, there is food left for him, as long as he doesn't starve to death.

I was bored watching the twins holding the camera and trying to take a picture of the scenery that passed quickly outside the window.

They were chattering happily.

"Do you want to be an artist in the future?" I asked, "Singer?"

"Of course!" Gui smiled: "Band band! Didn't I say it many times?"

"...It's just that I'm worried that your family members might not agree." There are always more rules in a big family. Besides, these two guys were taught from a very strict family. Although they are young, they are not valued , and will not inherit the family business in the future...

"Our own life, we don't want anyone to help us decide." Li turned the camera to me, aligned the focus, and pressed the shutter.

"...Then let's work hard," I chuckled, and took out my camera—the camera my sister gave me before: "Good luck."

The camera in my hand is really high-end, and I don’t expect to be able to make money to return it to my senior sister. The value of this camera may be equivalent to my part-time job for about five years, so when I don’t need it, I will return it to my senior sister. Sister is all right.

I fiddled with the camera in my hand, and then I got a headache. Of course, I can still use the basic method of the camera, but it is a little difficult to adjust the focal length of the lens, and this is a bit too high-tech, so it is very troublesome to fiddle with.

The twins were very enthusiastic at this time, and taught me how to take pictures.

"Ah, yes," I said suddenly, "I have found a part-time job. From next week, I will go to work."

Hearing this sentence, An finally glanced at me: "What part-time job?"

"Ramen shop, I like ramen!" The owner is Chinese, so he takes good care of my compatriot.

Ann snorted disdainfully, and turned to look out the window.

The twins were tired from taking photos, and took out a box of game chess: "Chord, come and play Monopoly!"

"...Forget it, I'm the worst at this." My bad luck is too strong, and I go bankrupt every time within 10 minutes.

"Let's play together, it's so boring!~"

"...Okay." I pulled Ann together to participate in the game.

Of course An didn't like this kind of game, but I got impatient and finally compromised.

The game of Monopoly is mostly based on luck, and the dice determine the fate... So I, who was extremely unlucky, was the first to go bankrupt after three rounds.

I calmly handed the few counterfeit bills left in my hand to Bell, who was acting as the bank - he took it uncomfortably, and then stammered to comfort me.

"Don't, don't be sad, you will definitely win next time!"

...Sure enough, as long as it's about luck, I can't play it well.

I was so depressed that I lowered my head to reflect on whether I had offended God in my previous life.

The final result was that An lost to the former of the twins. Of course, An was not convinced, and played another round, and finally won the twins... I was still the first to go bankrupt.

In my frustration, I finally arrived at the station. The radio reminded the guests to get off the bus, and I dragged Elliot, who had regained his energy from sleep, to get off the bus.

After walking out of the station, I realized that this is a small town, but although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, the most distinctive feature is that this place has made a fortune by relying on aromatherapy essential oils, sachets and other related items.

In front of every door, there are dried flowers in the sun, and the air exudes a bewitching fragrance, attracting tourists to come forward.

I walked to a stall on the side of the road, looked at the assortment of sachets and bottles of exquisite essential oils, and took my first photo.

I bought a few sachets, all of which are used as gifts, Ann’s is lemon scented, Elliot’s is rose, Bell’s is daisy, Senior Sister is lily... There are also lavender sachets and essential oils for my younger brother.

My favorite thing to do since I was a child is to save money for my little brother to buy food, clothing, things to use and play... Although people often say that my aesthetics are bad, my little brother never said that. On the contrary, he is the most He likes me to give him things, and he cherishes them very much, which makes me so moved that I dote on my younger brother more and more, to the point of being too spoiled.

There may be a lot of tourists in this small town, so the tourism industry is very developed. There are several hotels along the way. Although they are all family hotels, they are not big hotels with a few stars.

"How about taking an aromatherapy bath at night? I'll go back tomorrow," the senior sister suggested. "I haven't tried this ancient method."

"We... aren't here to take pictures?" Do you want to stay for another night?

"Why? Can't we take a photo of the interior of the aromatherapy bathhouse?" The senior sister raised her eyebrows: "Don't worry, the expenses will be drawn from the activity funds of the photography department."

"...It's not about the money..." I said blackly: "Well, if you want to, senior sister, of course I will risk my life to accompany the gentleman."

The twins agreed very readily, probably because they wanted to try the life of the poor again, and they also said that they would play a pillow fight at night... Hey, it's not Datong shop, what kind of pillow fight is it!

"You...why are you so interested in the life of the poor..."

"Because we don't have enough experience." The law replied naturally.

"If you don't have experience, you can't write good songs." Gui added.

...So that's how it is...But, the experience of life can't be increased like this.

"Then you should meet strangers and listen to their stories. Maybe you can write songs that you are satisfied with."

The twins looked at each other and nodded.

Elliot's voice suddenly came from behind: "Chord, look here!"

"Huh?" I turned my head, just in time to see the flashing lights go off.

...It's over, my stupid look must have been photographed...I waved my hand dissatisfied: "If you want to take pictures of people, you should tell me sooner! I can pose a handsome pose!"

Elliot raised his eyebrows: "You don't seem to be compatible with being handsome, do you?"

"No road race! Although my face is indeed not handsome, it's not your turn to say it! You bastard!" I was angry, this guy loves to poke people's sore spots too much!

"... Obscene... Demon? Where did you hear the name...?" Elliot's hair was black.

"There are so many love letters and so many small gifts in the mailbox every day! You must have seduced the innocent girl!" I smeared him with envy and hatred.

"Didn't I hand over all of them to you, and I haven't opened one of them."

"But I opened it! The sentences in it... are so nasty!" When I thought of those letters, I shivered: "You must have molested other girls first, so I, I, I wrote that kind of letter." thing!"

Elliot narrowed his beautiful sea-blue eyes: "What? Small chord~ are you jealous? You really~ love~ me~ right~"

"... Forget it, I'm stupid to care about you."

I was really too lazy to pay attention to him, and threw him the rose sachet in my pocket: "Gift!"

Then he grabbed Bell and walked a few steps, following the senior sister who was walking in front.

58. Activities...

"Sister, present." I handed the sachet filled with lilies to Senior Sister Xi.

"...Thank you, but I don't need it," the senior sister smiled: "This flower doesn't match the perfume I use today, and the smell of mixing it together will make people uncomfortable."

"...Uh... Sorry, I didn't use my brain when choosing a gift before..." I was a little frustrated when the gift was rejected by the senior sister who liked me a little bit.

"It's not your