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Lu Qinghuan was fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan. After hearing this, she immediately pulled Jiang Yan over and stood in the middle.

The photographer placed several pots of flowers in a row half a step in front of them.

Lu Qinghuan took Jiang Yan's hand, and Jiang Yan pulled it out and said:

"hot."

"Okay then." Lu Qinghuan could only say regretfully, and stopped holding hands. He stood next to her properly. The two of them just stood side by side, holding hands in an ordinary way.

"Why are you standing so stiffly? Take a photo of the two of you separately. Try some poses. It'll look good in the photo, like this."

The photographer was very happy to guide his customers on how to pose for the photos. He put one hand on his hip, made a scissors sign with the other hand, and stretched one foot forward.

Lu Qinghuan learned on the spot, put her hands on her waist, and let Jiang Yan's hand hook her arm.

Apart from responding to her request, Jiang Yan didn't pay much attention to the photographer's posture instructions.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face. She felt extremely hot and wanted to go get some fan, but Lu Qinghuan stopped her.

"Uncle, please take the picture quickly. She is afraid of the heat." Lu Qinghuan hurriedly urged the photographer.

"Okay." The photographer felt that this girl seemed a little strange, not very obedient, and did not ask too much of her.

He took a picture of the two of them, then looked at the other two soldiers and asked:

"Would you two take a picture together?"

"No, I'm taking a photo with my sister." Jiang Xiaowen shook his head and went over to fan Jiang Yan with a palm-leaf fan.

He doesn't want to take a photo with Si Ci Zhan. He's tired of seeing each other every day, so why take a photo together?

Si Cizhan pursed his lips for a moment and said, "Let me take a picture with her too."

The photographer glanced at Jiang Yan and thought, hey, everyone is here to take a picture with her.

The girl looked impatient from the heat.

Looking at that cold face, the photographer was afraid that the girl would lose her temper and left without taking pictures.

You can tell at first glance that he is spoiled by his family.

"Hurry up." He was most afraid of encountering people who were uncooperative when taking photos, who would not listen to instructions, and who would blame him if the photos turned out not to be good.

However, this girl looks good in any photo. She is pretty. He estimated that when the photos are developed, they will definitely not be as pretty as she is in real life.

But it’s definitely not ugly.

Jiang Yan ran to get some fresh air again.

The photographer drank some water while asking them to do a small favor.

"Move that stool over for her to sit on, and finish the photo quickly. You two will stand half a step behind her stool in a moment."

"Put a few pots of flowers next to the stool, the big ones."

Si Cizhan placed two pots of flowers over and asked, "Are the photos you take only black and white? Can't they be developed into color?"

"No, where can I get a camera that can take color pictures? Even if I do, it's too expensive. I can't guarantee I'll be able to replace it next year. Even if there are no colors, we still have to put up the necessary flowers. Otherwise, I'll just be standing there, bored."

The photographer waved his hand and said:

"Okay, hurry up, let her come over and sit down. Who of you will go first? There are still a few people waiting outside after the photo shoot."

Naturally, Jiang Xiaowen went first. He went to pick up Jiang Yan who was sitting in front of the electric fan, pressed her down on a stool, and said:

"Sit tight, you'll be off duty after the shoot."

"Otherwise I won't let you use the fan."

Si Cizhan said, "I'll buy you a popsicle after the shoot."

Like coaxing a child, Lu Qinghuan blew on the fan for a while, then jumped up and rushed out: "I'll go buy it now!"

This time the photographer didn't give me too many instructions. After all, I was in military uniform and couldn't do any other poses. I just had to stand. The straighter I stood, the more I looked like a soldier.

The other girl didn't listen to his instructions, so of course he was too lazy to give them instructions.

When Jiang Xiaowen and Si Cizhan took photos with Jiang Yan, they stood behind her left side as the photographer instructed, adjusted the distance according to his instructions, and finished the photo shoot quickly.

"We took the photo today. You can pick it up next time you go to the market in the city." After taking the photo, the photographer told them the time to pick it up.

By then, the two of them would probably be stuck in the army. Jiang Xiaowen looked at Jiang Yan and said, "Yanyan, you and Lu Qinghuan will come and get the photos."

Si Cizhan paid for the photo and fanned Jiang Yan with a palm-leaf fan. His calm and cold voice was filled with helplessness as he said, "It's time to go."

"The guy who bought popsicles is back." When he walked to the door, he saw Lu Qinghuan running towards him with a small bag of popsicles.

After taking the photos, there was nothing else to do, so they prepared to go back to their residence.

Lu Qinghuan went home and Jiang Yan returned to the rented house.

Si Cizhan and Jiang Xiaowen wanted to go along and clean the house over there, and then see if there was anything else to add.

The three of them sent Lu Qinghuan to the downstairs of her house, watched her go upstairs, and then went to the rented house.

Jiang Yan followed them into the house, saw the electric fan at a glance, and went over to get some fresh air.

"You really can't live without a fan. What will you do when you go to school?" Jiang Xiaowen looked helpless and worried that she would feel uncomfortable at school.

The fan in that classroom wasn't very powerful either.

"Just bear with it."

Si Cizhan thought about the conditions in the school and frowned for a moment. In this hot summer, he looked cool and refreshing, as if he could cool down the surrounding area.

"It's impossible to give her special treatment. It's just like the training for new soldiers. If you endure it a lot, you'll get used to it."

Si Ci Zhan had thought about this before, but there was really no other solution to the terrible heat problem.

Even if he wanted to help Jiang Yan solve the problem, he really couldn't reach that far.

"You go out and buy a bike, I'll stay here to clean up the house."

Then he turned to Jiang Xiaowen and said,

"It will be convenient later."

Jiang Xiaowen had the same idea and nodded immediately: "Okay, wait for me to drink some water and then I'll leave."

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Si Cizhan started cleaning.

While he was cleaning the living room, Jiang Yan was using the fan.

Seeing him cleaning in front of her, she held the fan and made room for him.

Si Ci Zhan's mouth twitched, and he helplessly took out the electric fan she was holding with one hand.

Jiang Yan was no match for him in strength, and her fan was snatched away. Her expression instantly turned cold:

"What?"

"Are you unhappy?"

Jiang Yan said: "I'm not unhappy, I just asked you what you are doing."

Si Cizhan turned off the fan and said:

"Go away and don't interfere with my cleaning."

Jiang Yan walked around to the fan he had placed beside her, and Si Cizhan had no choice but to remind her:

"Blowing too much gives me a headache, stop blowing."

Jiang Yan looked at him for a moment and nodded:

"understood."

In fact, after being blown for a while, it was cooler in the house than being outside in the sun.

She's not that hot, she just wants to blow.

Thinking of the fever she had in the hospital, Jiang Yan knew that she would go to school in two days, and being sick would only affect her condition. She took Si Cizhan's words to heart.

Si Cizhan was quite surprised. He glanced at her in surprise, with a hint of smile in his eyes:

"Are you finally willing to listen?"

Jiang Yan asked him: "Do you have any disassembly tools?"

"What?" This was one of the few times she took the initiative to speak to him, but the content of the words left Si Ci Zhan a little confused.

Disassembly tools? Why did she ask that?

"Electric fan disassembly tools?" Jiang Yan asked, then looked at the structure of the electric fan and the parts used.

Unlike Interstellar, this era did not use energy connection technology, so the small parts that should have been inside the fan body, such as screws, were all outside the body and became connecting parts of the fan casing.

"At least a screwdriver of the right size is needed."

She used her mental power to briefly check the settings inside, but to see more details, she needed to take it apart. Mental power is not a person's second pair of eyes.

He only knew the internal situation of the fan through his extraterrestrial ability, which was almost like "touching" it with his eyes closed.

Si Cizhan: "Do you want to dismantle this fan?"

He put the broom aside and tapped the fan.

"Do you know that this is a new one I bought for you? This is the first time you use it today."

Is it going to be demolished?

It's not that I'm reluctant to let her go, I just think she's a bit of a spendthrift.

"Ah."

Jiang Yan nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong.