Chapter 38 The White-Browed Hero Izumi's Daily Life
When Wu Tao returned home, a table of meals had been prepared for him.
When he announced that his total score in the high school entrance examination was 742, ranking first in the city's overall list, a table of people applauded involuntarily.
The old man immediately got up and went back to the main room, lit a stick of incense in front of the ancestral tablet, and prayed.
Wu Binghua held the report card, trembling excitedly, and asked Xiaojiang righteously: "I will learn from your brother in the future, do you hear me?"
Zhang Huilan murmured the whole sentence of "Fortunately, I changed my application at the beginning", and then further affirmed her husband's order: "Jiang, your father is right!"
Zhang Zhongping put the last pot of soup on the table, turned around and went back to the kitchen: "It's such a big event, we must add two dishes!"
Aunt Hua put up a slender thumb, and praised sincerely: "Awesome! Heidan, in the future, you will be half as good as Brother Tao, and Mom will be satisfied!"
Now the pressure on the two children suddenly increased, and the foodie energy that was full of motivation just now suddenly died down.
As for Song Qiao who had been sitting next to Wu Tao, she blinked her slender eyelashes in admiration and admiration.
In fact, after these days, everyone has become accustomed to Wu Tao's ability. So today, when he went to school to get his grades, no one was worried that he would fail the entrance exam to Beijiang Middle School.
However, the result of ranking first in Beijiang City still greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
After praying and returning, the old man sat down and said: "Our old Wu family has finally produced another good seedling after two generations! This must be celebrated, and tomorrow we will replace Shuhua, Dahua, Zhuangchun, and others. Xiaotao, his grandma, grandfather, and second aunt all invited over..."
After dinner, Wu Tao gave the 6,000 yuan bonus to his father to repay the debt owed for the air conditioner.
Wu Binghua was numb to his son spending such a large amount of money again. But this time he didn't ask for it, but pushed it back.
"You take the money first, and I can see it. You are more capable than me, and you must have something you want to do. Besides, the net profit has risen from 2,000 yuan to 3,000 yuan in the past few days, okay The days are still to come, and your mother and I have a bottom line!"
Just as he was talking, Xiao Jiang ran out with a dejected look on his face, "The power went out again! My white-browed hero..."
"Look at the white-browed hero, go back to the house and work hard!" Wu Binghua scolded, and Xiao Jiang's resentment deepened.
"By the way, Dad, the power transmission in the countryside is unstable. It will be fortunate that it is at night. If it is during the day, the impact will be great. So you hurry up and rent the generator in the village, and use diesel to generate electricity at critical moments."
Wu Binghua threw away the cigarette butt and said, "I've already told you about this, and I'll drag it out tomorrow."
In the evening, facing the candle, Wu Tao read the manuscript requirements for the family doctor magazine and tried to write two articles. Finally, he picked out an article with the right style and prepared to send it out.
Then I lay on the bed, thinking about how to shoot a series of cute works. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
At dawn the next day, Wu Tao rode his bicycle to the district government.
Although he had the money, he did not replace the broken car, but replaced the brake pads and front and rear fenders.
Firstly, this bike is really easy to ride, and he is used to it; secondly, in his heart, if he wants to change his car, he can just change to a four-wheeled one, what kind of bicycle do he need~
Old man Lin answered the phone and reluctantly put him in.
Wu Tao came to the family building with ease and knocked on the door of An Rong's house.
Seeing An Rong's lovely face covering her face and rushing to wash, he couldn't help laughing happily.
Even looking at the embarrassing appearance of the other party's beauty without makeup, there is still a gentle love in his heart. Even if you get old and Zhaohua is not around, you are still the most beautiful in my heart.
Putting on a round-neck white T-shirt and sky blue suspender denim skirt, An Rong stood in front of him gracefully: "Let's go."
"Actually, I think so..." Wu Tao said what he had been pondering all night.
Without further ado, An Rong agreed, "Then what are you waiting for, take the golden retriever and go!"
An Rong carried the golden retriever's sleeping basket, sat on the back seat of Erba Dagang, and started to drive towards the city.
When I arrived at Qiu Meiren's photo studio, I ran into Qiu Meiren opening the door and preparing to open.
Qiu Meiren's original name was Qiu Xiaotian, and it is said that he changed his name at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. As for the real name, Wu Tao is not known.
Last time, the photo studios in the city did not accept his request to develop and print photos himself, but he made an exception and allowed it.
As soon as Qiu Xiaotian saw the two getting out of the car with a fat raccoon cat in his arms, he immediately tossed his flowing long hair, and said with a vigilant expression: "What are you two doing?"
"Mr. Qiu, we came to your photo studio to take care of your business!" An Rong said naturally.
"Are you going to shoot this cat today?" Qiu Xiaotian said without concealing his disdain.
Unexpectedly, the golden retriever suddenly 'meowed', and the shape of its beard and hair was similar to that of the tiger, the king of beasts.
Qiu Xiaotian took a step back reflexively. With his body shaped like a bamboo pole and his physique without flesh, he might not have the upper hand in a confrontation with the golden retriever.
"Tell me, what weird request do you have today?" He asked while shaking his ripped jeans.
Wu Tao parked the car and said respectfully: "Teacher Qiu, last time you lent us the darkroom, I am grateful to you from the bottom of my heart! By the way, our vineyard opened, why didn't you go? As an artist, you How can you live up to such a beautiful scenery?"
"I'm very busy recently!" Qiu Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "Quickly tell me what's your request today?"
"It's really nothing, Mr. Qiu, today we want to rent your photo studio for a whole day!"
"What? Then how about my business?"
An Rong said directly: "Your photo studio doesn't have much business anyway, does it?"
Qiu Xiaotian pointed at the two of them speechlessly, "One hundred yuan!"
"make a deal!"
Wu Tao took out an old man's head, Qiu Xiaotian threw the key to An Rong at the same time, and then left gracefully.
The two walked into the store, and there was an oil painting called "Spring" hanging on the left hand side of the door. It was a plump Western woman, carrying a crock pot on her shoulder and pouring water.
Regardless of whether the picture is beautiful or not, the key is that this Western woman is not wearing anything!
Hanging such a painting in the bright place of the photo studio, flaunting individuality, no wonder the business is bleak! After all, people's minds are not so open these days.
The studio was a mess, and all kinds of equipment were scattered all over the place. Fortunately, everything was still working, and some of it was very good.
Putting down the golden retriever, the two began to tidy up. The more you clean up, the more you find a lot of available equipment and props, such as various small hats and sunglasses for children's art photos.
For a while, Wu Tao's inspiration began to burst.
If you want to shoot a series of cute works about golden retrievers, you must use an anthropomorphic technique to capture the various emotional changes of golden retrievers in the lens.
In a way, it's like taking a hundred-day photo of a baby.
Sounds easy, but luckily no one has done it yet. So this is called innovation!
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