Encyclopedia love letter

Xia Jianjing's face was full of surprises, he ran to Lu Zai, and grabbed Lu Zai's arm involuntarily.

Lu Zai had just finished taking the photo, and he was still holding the camera in both hands. Xia Jianjing yanked him so violently that he staggered forward.He held Xia Jianjing in his arms, and put half of his body weight on Xia Jianjing's shoulders.

Lu Zai was infected by Xia Jianjing's joy, and asked with a smile, "What did you see?"

"Li Ji Steamed Bun Shop!" Xia Jianjing was overjoyed, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, "Do you think it might be the Li Ji Steamed Bun Shop that Grandma Qin mentioned?"

Lu Zai didn't want to talk anymore, he thought it was some kind of strange thing, but he didn't expect it to be just a bun shop.

Lu Zai said: "Who knows, Zhao Qian Sun Li, Li is a common surname."

Some time ago, "A Bite of China" was popular on TV. Rui Su sighed after watching it, saying that the real authentic food is hidden in the corners and alleys.

Rui Su often talked about Liji Steamed Bun Shop, she said it was a time-honored shop, older than Xia Jianjing and Lu Zai.The steamed stuffed buns are thin and juicy, and the hot and spicy soup with meatballs is so delicious that people suspect that poppies are added. Every morning, people who line up can throw a long queue.

It's just that the proprietress was pregnant with a second child, and just in time for the demolition of the facade, the bun shop was closed. Every time Rui Su said this, she would hold her knees and sigh, which was very regrettable.

Maybe when people get older, they will have some stubbornness that is unwilling to change.Since the steamed stuffed bun shop disappeared, Rui Su has basically never had breakfast outside. She stubbornly felt that the sea was too difficult for her to eat other steamed stuffed buns.

Xia Jianjing dragged Lu Zai to the alley, and asked as he walked, "Brother Lu, have you eaten here, can you taste it?"

"Probably not." Lu Zai shook his head and said, "I may have eaten it when I was young, but I don't remember."

Seeing the camera that Lu Zai was still holding in his hand, Xia Jianjing paused suddenly, turned around to look at Lu Zai and said, "You haven't finished shooting yet, have you?"

Lu Zai said, "It's almost there."

"Scared me to death." Xia Jianjing patted his chest and let out a long breath, "It's a good thing I didn't disturb you, otherwise you would definitely pickle me and stir-fry."

After Xia Jianjing finished speaking, he was amused by his own analogy. He seemed to think that Lu Zai would pickle him in Rui Su's kimchi jar, cut off his arms and legs every New Year's day, and make it into sauerkraut and stir-fried tripe.

Lu Zai's face turned cold instantly, and he said, "Am I being fierce to you?"

"Hmm..." Xia Jianjing rolled his eyes and said, "It's not very fierce."

Lu Zai let out an "oh" and was not very satisfied. He pursed his lips tightly, his expression was cold as usual, and there seemed to be a little bit of complaint mixed in.

Xia Jianjing's eyes were full of mischief, the smile on his face widened, and he said word by word: "Yes, special, special, fierce."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Zai's face changed completely, and it stinks so badly.

Xia Jianjing raised his eyes to look at Lu Zai, and was almost taken aback by Lu Zai's stinky face. His smile froze on his face, and he was dumbstruck.

Lu Zai looked at Xia Jianjing who was stunned by him, took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell slowly, and exhaled slowly as if sighing.

Lu Zai's expression softened a lot, and he asked in a low voice, "What's so fierce about me?"

Lu Zai was too serious, Xia Jianjing felt that the air around him was in harmony with Lu Zai, enveloping him with seriousness but not too much, forcing him to be serious.

Xia Jianjing scratched his hair unnaturally, and said: "Brother Lu is not fierce, I was joking just now!" He patted his mouth lightly as he spoke, with a look of remorse, "I just thought it was teasing you It's very funny, I really don't mean that, you won't be fierce to me if you are fierce to anyone."

Lu Zai grabbed his wrist and said, "Stop hitting me, I'm not angry."

Xia Jianjing squatted halfway, put his face in front of Lu Zai, looked up into Lu Zai's eyes, and said, "Brother Lu, I know how good you are, really, you trust me."

Lu Zai's heart moved, and he lowered his eyes involuntarily.

He felt that Xia Jianjing had a large part of the reason why he fell into this inexplicable relationship.Xia Jianjing always teases him vaguely, from words to actions.

Xia Jianjing's brain lacked a single muscle, as if he had been given Jueqing powder, and he couldn't understand his life and death, but it made his heart flutter, and the more he thought about it, the more unfair it became.

"I believe in your little dog's head." Lu Zai sighed after finishing speaking, a few beats late, and continued to sternly: "Xia Jianjing, you have to talk about your brain later, okay?"

"I know, I know." Xia Jianjing immediately got on the pole, put his hand on Lu Zai's shoulder, and swore to the sky, "If I can't stop talking nonsense in the future, you will treat me as farting, and don't take it to heart go."

Lu Zaibai glanced at him and seemed to be even angrier.He grabbed Xia Jianjing's forearm with his backhand, exerted some strength, and twisted it back hard.

Xia Jianjing was twisted backwards by Lu Zai, screaming in pain, he blinked at Lu Zai, innocent and hateful.

Lu Zai's cheeks tightened, and what he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

What he couldn't say turned into a knife, and the moment he swallowed it, it pierced his heart. He couldn't question Xia Jianjing, so he could only ask Ling Chi himself over and over again, when Xia Jianjing would understand ?

Maybe tomorrow, maybe never.

Waiting hopelessly is like waiting for a ship at the airport. He doesn't know the answer, but he still wants to wait a little longer.

Lu Zai let go of Xia Jianjing, then pinched the back of his neck as if venting his anger, and cursed, "You silly dog."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is right, I'm a puppy, I'm a big fool." Xia Jianjing was strangled by fate's back neck, a little itchy and numb, he shrank his neck and nodded again and again, " Can we go eat now, people are like iron and rice is like steel, the bastard is so hungry right now."

Lu Zai smiled bitterly, but still said, "Let's go."

The Baozi Shop is at the intersection of two alleys. Looking from the entrance of the alley, you can’t see the whole picture of the Baozi Shop. What you can see and hear are only white smoke and lively voices, full of worldly fireworks.

Xia Jianjing hopped forward, turned around and pulled Lu Zai after two steps, and urged, "Hurry up."

Lu Zai was pulled by him, and he unconsciously accelerated his speed.

Lu Zai ordered a cage and a half of steamed stuffed buns, and ordered two more bowls of hot and spicy meatball soup, and went straight to find a relatively remote table to sit down.

Xia Jianjing followed and sat opposite Lu Zai, rubbing his hands while sucking, stretching his neck to see what was in the bowls of the people around him.

Lu Zai scolded him: "Are you reincarnated from starvation?"

"You really don't know how to enjoy life," Xia Jianjing waved his hands at Lu Zai inscrutablely, "There is an old saying that it is necessary to eat something good."

Lu Zai asked back: "An old saying?"

Xia Jianjing nodded seriously, and replied: "It's written on the dumpling from Sanquan's private kitchen, just tell me, is this sentence amazing or not, and is it worth living forever?!"

Lu Zai snorted coldly and said, "Your aesthetics are only at this level."

"I have a good aesthetic." Xia Jianjing wrinkled his nose disapprovingly, "For example, you, I like you the most among all the people."

Lu Zai's pupils sank suddenly, and he pursed his lips without speaking.

Seeing that Lu Zai was speechless, Xia Jianjing immediately took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "Don't you think you are not good? You are not a person who underestimates yourself. I like you is enough to prove everything. Are you right, grade First!"

"Xia Jianjing," Lu Zai frowned and closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, don't talk anymore."

Xia Jianjing smacked his lips and wanted to refute, so Lu Zai picked up a bun with his chopsticks and blocked his mouth.

The proprietress just put the cage on their table, and before she walked away, she saw this scene.She exclaimed, overlapping with Xia Jianjing's scream.

Although the skin on the outside of the bun is warm and palatable, the soup inside is boiling hot, dripping down the wall of the mouth and into the stomach, as if pouring a mouthful of magma. There is only a burning pain, and the rich aroma of the meat filling is not felt at all.

Xia Jianjing's tears were suppressed in an instant, physiological tears welled up, her eyelashes and cheeks were wet, and she looked extremely pitiful.

Seeing this, Lu Zai stood up abruptly.Even before Xia Jianjing could react, he had already run over and quickly removed the bun from Xia Jianjing's mouth.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Zai put his palm under Xia Jianjing's mouth, and said anxiously, "Spit it out, hurry up."

Seeing that the whale could not speak, Xia shook her head whiningly.

Xia Jianjing felt ashamed, and he didn't dare to spit something into the palm of a clean freak like Lu Zai, even if it was just a bun.

Lu Zai frowned, and there was obvious annoyance in his eyes. He simply pinched Xia Jianjing's chin and forced him to spit it out.

Xia Jianjing got saliva on his lips, he blushed with embarrassment, turned his head, and licked it with his tongue.

Lu Zai didn't let go, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were fixed on his mouth without blinking.

Xia Jianjing looked at Lu Zai's face that was close at hand. The corners of Lu Zai's eyes and brows were filled with chill, but his eyes were bright like a ball of fire, which spread to the end of his eyes like a prairie fire, bringing out a touch of red, as if About to cry.

He looked at Lu Zai's facial features that were so familiar that he could no longer be familiar with them, but suddenly felt something different.There was an inexplicable plop in his heart, as if gravel was thrown into a pond, and the ripples spread out in circles, disturbing his peace.

Xia Jianjing's eyelashes flickered twice, he pushed Lu Zai away unnaturally, and sat up straight.

Lu Zai's voice was hoarse, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's okay." Xia Jianjing waved his hand and said, "It's my own carelessness. I often eat like this. Now the pain is basically gone, just a little numb. It will be fine in two days."

Lu Zai was not comforted, all his troubles were obviously aimed at himself.Being scalded is actually not a big deal. Compared with birth, old age, sickness and death accidents, it is insignificant and not worth mentioning.

But he just got into a dead end, and his pessimistic thinking completely controlled him.

It is no exaggeration to say that at the moment Xia Jianjing wailed, his heart was so dark that he wanted to destroy the world, not others, but only his own world.

He felt that his liking was terrifying, like a double-edged sword, with the duplicitous self on one side, and the sharper end stabbing directly at the person he liked.

In a trance, he couldn't remember why he wanted to do that at that time. It was just to amuse Xia Jianjing, or he was destined to be a disaster star, and he would kill whoever he met.

Lu Zai lost all interest, sat back in his seat dejectedly, and said again, "I'm sorry."

Seeing that Lu Zai was about to fall into a vicious circle of self-criticism, Xia Jianjing quickly reached out and grabbed Lu Zai's arm, shook it, and said, "Hey, Brother Lu, I'm really fine."

Lu Zai raised his eyes to look at him, his mood was very heavy, calm, and he didn't want to say anything, as if he was retracting into his demon-locking tower again, and was closing the stone door little by little.

Xia Jianjing had no choice but to quickly stretch out a hand to stop Shimen from falling, and then pulled out the insincere little African elephant.

Xia Jianjing leaned over and fed a spoonful of Hu spicy soup to Lu Zai's mouth, "Come on, open your mouth, ah—"

Lu Zai leaned back and shook his head.

"Hurry up," Xia Jianjing grabbed him, "I can't taste it at all now, you help me taste it, and see how delicious it is, it can make Grandma Qin never forget it."

Lu Zai hesitated for two seconds, then took the spoon from Xia Jianjing, with an expression as if he was being poisoned, and reluctantly drank it.

Xia Jianjing was full of anticipation and asked, "How is it?"

Lu Zai nodded and said, "Yes."

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Xia Jianjing was extremely picky, just like Party A who had a lot of shit, "Tell me about it in detail, what does it taste like?"

Lu Zai pushed another bowl in front of Xia Jianjing, and said, "I'll tell you while you drink."

Xia Jianjing picked up the bowl, blew on it, and then took a big gulp.

Although his mouth still seemed to be covered with a film, he could still taste the general taste.The meatballs are soft and glutinous on the outside, and chewy on the inside. The spicy soup is thick, spicy and spicy, and has a strange spicy taste. It is very comfortable to drink in the stomach.

Maybe Xia Jianjing ate deliciously, as if he was not affected at all, and the guilt in Lu Zai's heart gradually dissipated.

Lu Zai did what he said, and said in a low voice like reading an explanatory text: "It contains pepper, chili, gluten, beef balls, vermicelli, peanuts, and fungus. You can drink it."

Xia Jianjing licked his lips in satisfaction, teased Lu Zai and said, "Brother Lu, if you study news, you'd better engage in social news, and don't be in the life section, otherwise, with your description, anyone who reads it will be surprised." Suffering from anorexia."

Lu Zai finally laughed again, and said, "Then you still have to listen."

"I'm different. When I look at you, I will automatically PS. The advantages are magnified, and the disadvantages are feathered. The abbreviation is perfect." Xia Jianjing said PS, suddenly lifted his buttocks, and moved the stool to Lu Zai's side, " By the way, let me see the photos you took."

Hearing this, Lu Zai turned on the camera, and Xia Jianjing went over to watch it together.

Except for the photos with similar composition, Lu Zai can be counted as taking seven photos.Four wide-angle photos and three detailed photos, the theme is basically the contrast between the old city wall and the modern city, which is not bad.

Lu Zai is very suitable for this realistic photography style. The most eye-catching is a detailed photo. A motor vehicle speed limit sign stands next to the weather-beaten city wall. People feel sad.

Lu Zai pressed the browse button and said, "But I'm not very satisfied."

Xia Jianjing clicked his tongue and thought for a while, but he didn't know how to evaluate it.

There are no major problems in all aspects of the photos, maintaining Milu's consistent style and high standards, and the concept and materials are able to resonate with the viewers.But because these photos were from Lu Zai's hands, Xia Jianjing was very uncomfortable.

If he doesn't know that Lu Zai is Milu, he can applaud Milu joyfully without any grievances, and call Lu God Saigao!

But in front of him was Lu Zai, and he was reluctant to let Lu Zai present the suffering and sorrow of the world.He even felt that he had turned into an old hen, wishing he could protect Lu Zai under his wings, cooing away all the bad emotions that tried to bully Lu Zai.

Xia Jianjing thought for a while and said, "I'm not satisfied either, it's cold, there's no temperature at all."

Lu Zai looked up at Xia Jianjing, he sighed, and said, "But that's what I saw in the camera."

"Then what should we do?" Xia Jianjing muttered.

Xia Jianjing frowned and thought for a while, then he suddenly flicked his tongue and laughed.

Seeing Xia Jianjing's expression, Lu Zai raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and asked, "Huh?"

The camera was still in Lu Zai's hand, and Xia Jianjing knelt on the plastic stool with one leg, holding the front of the lens with a smile.He stared at Lu Zai intently, with sly and bright eyes.Then he leaned down a little bit, half lying on Lu Zai's chest.

"This way it will have a temperature." Xia Jianjing breathed out at the landing camera and said, "If you don't believe me, try again."

Lu Zai's breath was stagnant, and he clasped the camera firmly with his fingers. As soon as he lowered his head, he could see Xia Jianjing's smiling face, as close as if he was lying on his lap and leaning against his arms.

When describing heartbeat in literary works, I always like to describe it as a deer bumping around.But the lost deer in Lu Zai's heart was cool and silent, walked from the depths of the forest to the vast sea with no expression on his face, and then plunged into the sea.

The deer didn't struggle in the slightest when it sank, it didn't crash at all, and it didn't toss Lu Zai at all. It lay quietly on the bottom of the sea, only telling Lu Zai a word.

--you are done.

Lu Zai's chest heaved rapidly and slightly. He seemed to feel that all senses were delayed. It seemed that the thunderstorm last night was only late at this moment. The rumbling sound made his ears ring and his mouth became dry. dry up.

Lu Zai swallowed, picked up the lens in a strange way, and put his eyes on the viewfinder by instinct.

In fact, Lu Zai fully understood that Xia Jianjing was just messing around.What is the temperature? There is a layer of water vapor in front of the lens, and it will be hell if you can take a clear picture.

Lu Zai looked out of the viewfinder, and as expected, he saw a vast expanse of white, everything was hidden in the fog, hazy and unrecognizable.

Xia Jianjing leaned in front of the camera, tilted his head and smiled, and asked, "Is it much better? I'm such a genius."

Lu Zai pressed the shutter at the moment when Xia Jianjing approached, and in the hazy mist was the bright smiling face of the young man, like the rising sun at the end of the sea.

And this became the only light in his lens.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, I've found time to make up for it in the past few days, and I bow to you!

Happy New Year, little ones, let’s continue to play together in the new year!

A small theater, big Karma happy to eat ah.

It is often said in the industry that Lu Zai is a journalist with a strong independent spirit, and this can be seen from his works.

But many journalists will choose to change, and make a proper reconciliation between their own aesthetics and public acceptance, and Lu Zai is no exception. This photography exhibition fully demonstrates the process of his style change.

In the first two years of his career, he was a sharp knife, wishing to cut through all the veils of hypocrisy; later he became a war reporter, and he became Damascus again, the city of roses forged in the flames of war, restored with both hardness and softness The truth; in recent years, he is still on the front line, but his photography style has undergone a 180-degree change, like a handful of water full of human touch, flowing from a trickle to a sea, gentle and shocking.

Before the exhibition, a reporter interviewed Lu Zai: "Which one of these works has the deepest influence on you?"

"There is one, but it was taken when I was 17 years old." Lu Zai said, "I hung it in the center of the exhibition hall."

Many people admired the photo that was said to have had a profound impact on the journalists of the University of China, but in the end they all came back disappointed. Many people commented angrily on Lu Zai's Weibo, saying: What kind of stuff is this? Even the most basic The focus is not aligned.

Lu Zai did not explain, and still insisted on using the largest venue and the largest space to display the photo named "Love Letter".

That photo was indeed not well taken, but in the hazy mist was the bright smiling face of the young man, like the rising sun at the end of the sea.

This is the first light in his lens.

"You are the love letter this world sent me, I like every word."