Touch

There is a big difference between holding a camera and taking a photo compared to holding a light pen.

Yang Xiu felt that the camera in her hand was a bit inappropriate, but there was no need for the light pen to miss. Although there were two in the suitcase that arrived at the station by air today, if she walked down the street with the light pen , within a quarter of an hour, the satellite above the head can capture a photo, and within two hours, one can be invited to the bureau for tea.

So she holds the camera.

I don’t know how many mirrorless cameras are in my hands, the paint is worn off by the rest of the hand, and the weight of the body is not as heavy as the lens. Only on this National Treasure Street, can such a lens clearly focus on the building in the business district. 37-story building.

The lenses in the lens are angled so that the camera, which is always facing the sky, is actually pointed at the building.

I found the location, bought a tripod, and showed up here on time as if I was going to work. I greeted a row of young and middle-aged people who were filming beside me, set up the shelf and put it in place, took a whole day of filming, and then collected Go home.

Today's weather is smoggy, but Yang Xiu has nothing to do, so she came out. There are a lot fewer people filming, and few people are really willing to watch the scenery in the haze city. They stand or squat next to good positions in twos and threes.

Yang Xiu braced herself and passed a cigarette beside her.

"The smog is heavy, take one to clear the lungs."

"I'm not used to it." Yang Xiu smiled and shook her head. Although she refused, her expression was gentle and sincere, not offensive.

"Who are you filming for?"

The person who came to talk to me was an old fritter who wouldn't leave after smoking a cigarette. The time was not up, there was no angle and no view, and it was boring to stand still.

Yang Xiu kept talking with him, and for about two hours, the old fried dough stick slapped his thigh, "Young man has a strong mouth, what kind of words can you say so clearly?"

For two hours, I didn't say a word of what I wanted to say. No one knew where this woman who came to shoot movies every day came from. She was an enemy in the industry, let alone squatting in the same spot.Yesterday, the day before yesterday, people came to her to talk to her and ask her where she came from, plus today, he just couldn't ask any questions.

"If you want to trick Sister Xiu, go and practice for another ten or eight years before you come back."

A crisp baby voice rang in my ears. No one behind me knew about the heavy smog. The old fried dough stick was startled. Yang Xiu pursed her lips and rolled her eyes slightly. Laughs that never came.

Warmth from the heart.

Wawanyin walked between the two of them, looked at Lao Youtiao with a smile on his face, and Lao Youtiao was not angry, so he said something with a smile before leaving.

Wawanyin turned her head to look at Yang Xiu, her smiling eyes were like crescent moons, "Sister Xiu."

"When did you come back?"

Rao Tou: "Just last week."

"Are you still going?"

"I'm not leaving." Waowin's eyes widened excitedly, "I've accepted a job in the Imperial Capital, and I'll be in the Imperial Capital for at least half a year. What about you, Sister Xiu?"

"Well, I'm not leaving either."

Yang Xiu nodded slightly, although she was not very emotional, she was comfortable and comfortable. In front of people she really knew well, Yang Xiu talked less, or in other words, she was more like the previous Yang Xiu.

The baby voice and baby face in front of her, code-named dumb, is one of the few people she really cares about.

Dumb's nickname is Dumb, but the team always thought he should be called a chatterbox, so he took out a cigarette and lit it, and smiled embarrassedly at Yang Xiu, "The task requires, sister Xiu will help me check it out."

He took a deep breath, lit half of the cigarette, narrowed his eyes and slightly opened his mouth to exhale the remaining smoke, more than half of the pure goodness just now was burned.

Yang Xiu glanced at him, "It's okay."

"It's okay, but it's not very good, right?" The dumb man cried and broke his skills in an instant.

Yang Xiu couldn't be bothered to look at him, so she took the half of the cigarette out of his mouth and extinguished it: "Since they've all retired, why don't they go to the anti-drug team?"

The dumb scratched his head, "I can't do anything else. I was the weakest at the beginning, and I couldn't do anything well. When I retired, I asked the team leader where I could practice courage. The team leader said that the anti-drug team can do it, so I will try it."

It is a deep-rooted habit for the mute to lack self-confidence, and no one can correct it. Yang Xiu also gave up the idea of ​​helping the mute find confidence.

The mute was a bit timid at first, but after hearing Yang Xiu's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "I'm afraid you feel bad."

"I don't think you'll go?" Yang Xiu looked at him sideways.

The mute scratched his head again, hehe said: "There is nothing else to do."

Dumb is the second generation of the red generation who is rooted in Zhengmiaohong. He loves the country and the party so purely. He lived in the military academy since he was a child. The playground was the military camp when he was a child. The most outrageous thing is that he fell in love for the first time at the age of 16. Dumb wrote a book in a proper manner. The application form in the evening was handed over to the organization department for review the next day, which made several elders burst out laughing.

Established T5 five years ago, Dumb failed to reach the line by 0.3 points at that time, a little power in the family was useless, Dumb wrote a [-]-page application by himself, and got special approval. Because of the failure to meet the standards, the first two years after joining the group basically Don't let him act alone, and follow the box-back man as cover, that is, Yang Xiu, who was nicknamed Ping'an back then.

Because of this, the relationship between the two is the best, and it is really two lives combined into one life.

The chaos two years ago finally caused T5 to fall apart. The mute was the saddest. In order to support Yang Xiu, he retired with Yang Xiu, but he still couldn't bear the idea of ​​serving the country loyally, so he turned around and went to the anti-narcotics team.

Yang Xiu is on half-standby, once a year to complete the task, no one can find her, so she is dumb, and always knows where Yang Xiu is.

In the afternoon, the smog didn't abate, and it was so heavy that you couldn't see anything three meters away. Yang Xiu put away her camera and sat with the mute at the corner between the street and the ancient wall. The mute spread a newspaper for Yang Xiu, and Yang Xiu Xiu smiled, wrapped her clothes in even the dirtiest place and fell asleep, and the dumb also laughed: "Time flies so fast, it's been two years, and I have forgotten the hard work at the beginning."

Yang Xiu copied a number and gave it to him. The dumb man pinched the paper, hesitated for a while, and asked, "How long might you stay this time?"

The work in the bureau is strictly kept secret between different groups, but Yang Xiu didn't hesitate. She put her hands behind her head and leaned against the wall lazily, "I don't know, half a year?"

His eyes flickered, looking at the building that he couldn't see at all but clearly knew in that direction and at that angle.Yang Xiu laughed at herself and shook her head: "This job is more suitable for you than mine. If I knew you would come back, I would have pushed it."

The mute's face flushed a little, and he was holding back. He wanted to ask terribly, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Yang Xiu remained silent, the mute opened his mouth and was speechless, the air around him suddenly became chilly, after a while, the mute lowered his head dejectedly, the paper in his hand was about to be crushed.

After a long time, the mute raised his head and said with a smile: "I know there is an old shop with good taste, why don't you try it."

"Okay."

Yang Xiu stood up with a smile, put her hands in her pockets, and the mute carried the bag containing the tripod and other items on her back, and followed Yang Xiu, just like countless times in the past.

"Sister Xiu, I will stay in the northwest of the city for a while, um."

"The glasses gave me a new identity, it's okay, don't keep it secret, you can find me."

"Really?"

"Trick you to do something, but I'm not there often, Telegram."

"Is it okay to call the union?"

"Hey, this time it's a job to show your face, you can see people, you can see the light."

"But I can't see much light."

"Where are you pretending to be a fool again?"

"Yes, Miss Xiu, what about you, what are you pretending to be?"

"Pretend to be pure."

"Just kidding."

"Who is joking with you, do you need to see your student ID card?"

"This……"