Chapter 1701

On the train, Li Shuci looked absent-mindedly at the passing scenery outside the window.

Because it was late autumn in the south, the grass and trees were intertwined with green and yellow, fallen leaves were rotting on the ground, and the sky was also hazy.

And Xu Lianqiao, who was beside her, was sleeping soundly, leaning on her shoulder.

In front of her was Lin Luoxue, whose hair was a bit messy, sleeping with her head tilted against the train window.

In her peripheral vision, several classmates were lively and laughing at the train connection. She knew that Wang Yan was smoking there...

"What are you thinking? A Spanish major skipping class, taking such a... work, to run so far with us from the Television News Academy to participate in a photography exhibition?"

Jiang Yunming looked at the scumbag work Ren Yifan was holding, speechless.

Ren Yifan was self-satisfied: "Of course I'm going to participate in the exhibition, looking for someone with a discerning eye to discover this unpolished gem of mine. We will shine brightly in the artistic photography world together. When I achieve success and fame, countless beautiful women will throw themselves at me.

I thought that at that time, the most difficult thing in my life would be to choose which beautiful woman to discuss art with among the many. Tsk, just thinking about it is a very, very difficult thing...

Don't you envy, envy, and hate me for having dated so many beautiful women?"

His work was a big "Scumbag" character pieced together from photos of many women. It had to be said that most of them were quite beautiful, at least above the passing line.

"Old Wang, come take a look? Actually, you originally had such qualifications too, but it's a pity you took another path." Ren Yifan was heartbroken, "You and I should have been of the same path."

"Get lost." Wang Yan waved his hand, "I do it secretly."

Xiao Haiyang raised an eyebrow in surprise: "There's a situation? Tell me about it?"

Wang Yan looked at the curious Xiao Haiyang, without a trace of apology, but he couldn't tell Xiao Haiyang that the person standing in front of him was his brother-in-law of several days.

"No situation. I'm not condemning Ren Yifan for his rampant affairs; he's already lost love and only has lust between men and women."

"You're wrong, Old Wang." Ren Yifan was certain, "Every girl I date loves me, and I love them too. It's just that you know, love is a short-lived explosion of hormones. After a period of time, the love between us fades. Do you believe in long-lasting love?"

So Ren Yifan started pulling with Xiao Haiyang and the others about what true love is, condemning Ren Yifan for harming women, feeling sad for those honest men who would take over in the future, and secretly feeling a bit envious of Ren Yifan's popularity and lack of pickiness...

Sometimes people think, let's just be a bad person, not knowing that being a bad person requires talent; if you want to be bad, you won't know how.

After smoking, Wang Yan sat beside Lin Luoxue, reading a book on his phone.

Li Shuci's gaze swept over, met Wang Yan's eyes, and quickly moved away, like a frightened bird, a panicked deer...

Not far away, Lu Qiaochuan was sitting with Zhong Bai. His photo was covered with a cloth, which could be said to have fully aroused everyone's curiosity. The more it was hidden, the more curious others were.

At this time, Ren Yifan went over and pulled the cloth away, covering his own masterpiece, and Lu Qiaochuan's photo was also exposed to people.

After 3.8 seconds of awkwardness, the students burst into laughter. Because Lu Qiaochuan's photo was his own portrait.

Zhong Bai shouted dissatisfiedly: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Doesn't it look good?"

Jiang Yunming laughed until his stomach cramped. He pretended to be serious: "There are many ways to deal with it, the most dealing way is a selfie..."

"This isn't a selfie, I filmed it for him!" Zhong Bai emphasized, "Besides, artists all have a work of their own. Van Gogh even has self-portraits. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

So everyone laughed even more happily...

"What's wrong?"

Lin Luoxue woke up groggily. After hearing what Wang Yan said, she went over to take a look curiously, then came back holding back laughter.

Then she looked at the quiet and obedient Li Shuci opposite, then leaned on Wang Yan's shoulder and continued to sleep, the corners of her mouth curving into an arc.

Wang Yan clearly saw Li Shuci's lips trembling. If it weren't for her own personality, she would probably have flicked her sleeves and left. If she were more radical, she might have stood up angrily, pointed her finger, and cursed the dog-man-and-woman for being shameless...

Xu Lianqiao had also been woken up by the liveliness and went to see Lu Qiaochuan's photo before coming back to sit down. She looked at the dog-man-and-woman opposite, then turned to look at the extremely unnatural Li Shuci beside her, and couldn't help frowning. Something was wrong! Something was very, very wrong!

Her suspicious gaze wandered back and forth between the three...

Of course, it wasn't just the students who mocked Lu Qiaochuan, but also other strange travelers, all looking at Lu Qiaochuan like he was a fool. It was a half-body close-up, combined with a vertical frame, held in Lu Qiaochuan's arms, looking really like a funeral portrait.

Xiao Haiyang's photo was a taxi, and he even adjusted it to black and white, really looking like a hearse. His and his photo were a perfect match.

Amidst the laughter, amidst Lu Qiaochuan's social death, everyone went through some twists and turns and arrived at the ancient town where the photo exhibition was held...

The subsequent development was just like in the original play. Yu Hao tut-tutted as soon as he entered the door, saying that the photos of students from other art colleges next door were not good.

This caused them to hold a grudge. After everyone had dinner and came back to watch, Xiao Haiyang's hearse and Lu Qiaochuan's funeral portrait were gone...

Looking at the emptiness where the photos were originally placed, Xiao Haiyang raised the corners of his mouth: "See, comrades? This is real recognition. A golden monument and a silver monument are not as good as the reputation of a competitor. Among so many photos, they didn't choose others, but chose mine and Lu Qiaochuan's. They really have a discerning eye to recognize a hero."

He put his hands on his hips, feeling very proud.

Yu Hao glared at the wall, biting his lip, and even stomped his feet.

"Goods without eyes, blind people without aesthetics, even stealing hearses and funeral portraits, things without knowledge!"

"Are you jealous?" Xiao Haiyang laughed.

"Nonsense, others filmed a hundred times, ten thousand times better than you!"

Bi Shisan stood with his arms crossed, his tone dim: "You don't really think Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan's photos are really good, do you?"

"Of course they aren't good! It's just that they ran into a fool who doesn't know goods!" Yu Hao snorted.

Ye Jiping said on the side: "No matter what the situation is, how can it work without photos? How about this, let's split into two groups, hurry up and find a place to print the photos again, and you all scatter to look around nearby."

"Old Wang, I'll go with you!" Lin Luoxue said, and amidst the teasing of others in the class, she followed Wang Yan and left.

Li Shuci stood blankly in place, watching the backs of the two leaving.

Xu Lianqiao leaned closer to her and took a deep breath: "You are very wrong!"

"Ah?" Li Shuci waved her hands in panic, "I'm fine, I'm going to find photos for them."

After speaking, she walked away hurriedly...

This is a proper ancient town, a scenic spot with historical origins, not the ancient town built later in the city where the Southern Communication University is located.

Of course, under commercial development, it's hard to say how many pieces of wood in the ancient town are original. But the place is bigger, the buildings look better, the water is more beautiful, and there are more people.

Even though it was already night, with various lights reflecting, there was a stream of people outside. Since a bunch of people who do art and like art were here, it was impossible to let it be empty at night.

Seeing Wang Yan quickly snap a photo, Lin Luoxue said: "You really never forget to take photos at any time."

"Teacher Ye said I was born for art, and I am also Director Wang now, already considered a literary worker with a small reputation."

"Indeed, after you filmed a few documentaries, your Weibo followers have skyrocketed. I guess it won't be long before you become a big V with millions of followers. By then, you'll have another channel to make money."

Lin Luoxue tut-tutted with emotion, "People who don't lack money seem to find it easier to make money."

"What you said is two different things from my own situation. My money is my parents' inheritance, the base is there, and living on interest is enough. My channel for making money, in the final analysis, is still photography. Once the craft is learned well, the benefits brought naturally follow."

Wang Yan smiled, "But having said that, without these, I couldn't learn photography, couldn't improve my technical level with peace of mind, and wouldn't have the ability to make money with my craft today."

"So it's still the same thing."

"No, I could find a good job and have a good life studying engineering."

Wang Yan, who failed math in the college entrance examination before being favored by the "Living Ancestor," said something quite tough and confident.

Lin Luoxue thought of Wang Yan's academic performance and couldn't help nodding.

Because Wang Yan really didn't cheat at all, and didn't even study much, often skipping classes, but he basically got full marks in the exams for various subjects. The reason it was "almost" was because there were some explanatory text questions, which couldn't be full marks no matter what.

She smiled again and said: "Just now, I saw Li Shuci's face didn't look good. To be precise, her face didn't look good along the way. Old Wang, you really are guilty of heinous crimes."

"It was clearly you who deliberately provoked her, but you blamed all the problems on me. You are extremely vicious."

"But who told her to like you? You said it, we are partners and good classmates, so what's the problem with being intimate in public?" Lin Luoxue was tea-like.

The two of them chatted and laughed like this, strolling through the ancient town unhurriedly, without any thought of finding photos for Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan; they really came to travel and see the sights.

And not far behind the two was Li Shuci, who had followed subconsciously.

She didn't know why she had to follow the two of them like this. She only knew that the more she followed, the more uncomfortable she felt.

From the first meeting in freshman year to the bits and pieces now, they flashed back in her mind. Frame by frame, the scenes were one knife after another cutting into her heart...

That day, everyone returned to their accommodation quite late, but no one really found photos for Lu Qiaochuan and Xiao Haiyang; they were all wandering around playing.

The next day, they really started looking. Ye Jiping also went out to find a place to print photos. Other students followed Zhong Bai, Yu Hao, and the others to be lively, treating finding photos as a game.

Lively, time passed quickly, but there was no progress. So that afternoon, after some analysis by Bi Shisan, they finally found the hearse and funeral portrait photos in a trash can near the hotel where they were staying.

And then everyone had a dispute around the trash can about whether to call the police to find them back.

Lu Qiaochuan didn't want to find trouble, but Zhong Bai and the others were all very spirited and had to find the culprit. The two sides had a fierce conflict around whether to compromise.

"Where's Old Wang? Old Wang!" Yu Hao, behind the crowd, saw Wang Yan, who was actually taking photos. "It's this time, and you're still filming? Lu Qiaochuan knows who did it, but doesn't want to find the culprit, letting them trample on his hard work. You say, what should we do?"

As everyone knows, Wang Yan is a ruthless person who acts directly. So the students all looked over, expecting his answer.

"I have to say a fair word." Wang Yan was slightly disgusted, "It's very obvious who did it; it's that group of people in the same hall as us. Yu Hao, why do you think they threw away our photos?"

The indignation on Yu Hao's face gradually faded, and he said uncertainly: "Could it be that when I first went in, I tut-tutted them, and they weren't willing?"

Bi Shisan tilted his head: "It's obvious. Isn't it enough to explain the problem now?"

Yu Hao became indignant again: "Even if I was wrong, they couldn't throw away our photos, right? Don't you all think so? Not to mention, if they wanted to throw them, they should have thrown mine; why throw Qiaochuan's and Haiyang's? No, we have to find them back!"

Saying this, he reacted and widened his eyes, "No way, Old Wang, even you don't agree with finding them back?"

"Because you were the one who was mouthy first. They threw away two of the worst photos; this is very fair. There's no reason you can be mouthy, but they can't fight back."

"Old Wang, whose side are you on?" Xiao Haiyang frowned, and other students also looked displeased.

Because they thought Yu Hao's mouthiness and two photos being thrown into the trash can were unequal. Or rather, even if they thought it was equal, because they were stepped on, they had greater indignation, all of which was double-standard.

Wang Yan was also double-standard, because his photos weren't thrown away. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have said that...

He waved his hand and continued, "And you say find them back, what can you find? Let the person who threw the photos apologize? What's the use of a light 'sorry'? Call the police? If the police come, they'll just criticize a few words and that's it. At most, they'll pay you a few hundred yuan. What else can happen? Are you relieved? Not necessarily.

On the contrary, if they see you aggressive and have no other expression, they will think we are easy to bully, and then they will become even more unscrupulous. If they destroy all our photos, what will you do then?"

Everyone listened blankly, and Yu Hao asked again: "Then you say, what should we do?"

"Either tear up their photos, or just leave it like this. This is my suggestion."

"No!" Lu Qiaochuan said, "We can't destroy their photos. How are we any different from them?"

"Then we can't just let it go!" Zhong Bai still didn't want to give up.

Xiao Haiyang echoed: "Right! Even if we make them apologize, it's them being forced to apologize when they don't want to! That's our victory!"

Wang Yan agreed with this sentence very much. One should always recognize reason at any time; social harmony needs these stubborn people. Even if the apology is insincere, they are forced to bow their heads. Next time they do things, these people will remember.

As the saying goes, if you aren't arrogant, are you still a young person?

The students didn't agree with Wang Yan's words, nor did they listen to Lu Qiaochuan's persuasion. Finally, Lu Qiaochuan took the lead and made them bow their heads and apologize.

The students were dispirited and bored, without any joy of winning the victory...

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