really want to be with you

"Fu Yu, will we still live together this time?" Yang Ying put the suitcase in the trunk, and seeing that both of them had put away their things, she slammed the trunk shut.

Fu Yu opened the door of the back seat, got in and sat down, and said lightly: "Well, I asked my mother, we are still together."

Yang Ying glanced at Fu Yu, saw that her boyfriend was still indifferent, said "Men Sao" secretly before getting into the car, and leaned close to Fu Yu to whisper.

Seeing that the two children were seated, Mother Yang in the front didn't talk nonsense and started the car directly.

It turned out that Yang Ying and Fu Yu had classes for another month after the November holiday. At the beginning of November, they had already asked for leave to go to Orange Education for a sprint class, and today is the day they set off .

Yang Ying turned to look at Fu Yu's indifferent handsome side face, and muttered, "Fu Yu, you don't even know Li Ran's face when he knew I was going to study art. Please take care of everything, I wish I could pack it up and take it away immediately."

Hearing this, Fu Yu couldn't help being happy, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Li Ran has always been like this, he can't be clingy, he said he would miss you, but in fact, he just doesn't want to be tortured anymore."

Fu Yu put on eye drops indiscriminately, intending to smear Li Ran's image, who told him to pester his little Ying every day, whether he didn't have a girlfriend or something, it was too much!

Yang Ying didn't think too much, just smiled and rolled her eyes, "That's for sure, when I left that day, I was still hugging my arm and howling like hell, if I didn't even have a tear, I guess I would be fooled by him too." I stayed, thinking that I really missed me."

"It's good to know." Fu Yu nodded Yang Ying's nose and said with a smile.

And Li Ran, who was forced by his girlfriend to do the questions at school, sneezed inexplicably, "Hey, who is talking about me?"

Wang Yu shuddered, "Don't ink, write quickly, there are so many mistakes and there is time to play basketball?"

Li Ran didn't dare to refute, so he could only pick up the pen and continue to correct the wrong questions in aggrieved way, it was too pitiful.

......

On the other side, they arrived while Yang Ying was still biting their ears. They went through all the formalities familiarly, and after saying goodbye to Yang's mother, they went to the hotel to gather with the other two friends and have a meal. After that, I went back to the hotel to tidy up and prepare for the next day's course.

The next day, Yang Ying and others separated at the gate of the institution. Yang Ying and Wang Yingjie came to the movie hall. As expected, many new faces came.

Yang Ying approached Wang Yingjie and whispered, "Xiaoying, these unfamiliar faces should be students who will come to class in July."

Wang Yingjie nodded and didn't gossip, just urged, "Yang Ying, let's hurry up, we won't be able to sit in the front when there are too many people."

"Oh..." Yang Ying looked at Classmate Wang with serious eyes, and she stopped being mischievous. She just took the notebook silently, followed her to sit in the middle of the third row, and waited quietly for Teacher Yang's arrival.

At eight o'clock, Teacher Yang came on time, still looking slovenly, but nothing changed.

I saw him casually picking up the microphone and counting the students he had counted, "I counted them all, and today is the first day of class in November. Go around the Qiantang River, take pictures with your mobile phone, and upload them to the system at night, and I will evaluate them."

Yang Ying stood up, grabbed Wang Yingjie's wrist, and pulled her up, with a helpless expression on her face, "Student Wang, don't be in a daze, let's go, go to Qiantang River."

Wang Yingjie blushed a little embarrassedly, "Oh, I got it."

Yang Ying shook her head, followed the large team out of the institution, and set off for the Qiantang River.

"Xiaoying, look, this is No. [-] Middle School." Yang Ying looked at the school passing by, and pulled Wang Yingjie's sleeve with a happy face.

Wang Yingjie looked at the school next to her curiously, and didn't understand why Yang Ying was so excited. Could it be... this school has three heads and six arms, and it can make people alive at night? ?

Thinking of this, Wang Yingjie was inexplicably awed, "This school must be able to transform at night... like the kind of monster that becomes a spirit."

"What are you thinking about? It's just that this school is more powerful, ranking first, the original goal." Yang Ying patted Wang Yingjie's head helplessly.

After listening, Wang Yingjie didn't think too much anymore, she just took a look at this school and left, but what she didn't know was that in the early morning of a certain day, she would pass by this brightly lit school, for something not worth it. People shed tears again.

After walking for about half an hour, the large troops also saw the Qiantang River.

It was the first time for Yang Ying to see the Qiantang River, so she ran forward excitedly, and turned around and said to Wang Yingjie, "Xiaoying, come here!"

Very calm water pattern, sparkling river surface in the sun, dotted with "small islands", brownish platform.

Probably because the light was too strong, Yang Ying's eyes were a little shaken, lying on some old railings, looking at the river in front, it revealed a bit of vicissitudes and oldness, brown and gray, it was Yang Ying who saw it The first impression of Qiantang River.

"Hey, let's take a photo. Students, don't leave. Brother Yang, you are standing in the middle. You are wearing such orange today. You must be C. Come on."

Brother Yang listened, pretending to be "reserved", "This is not good."

"What's the matter, come on, Brother Yang." After finishing speaking, Brother Yang was "reluctantly" dragged into the middle.

Yang Ying also stood next to Wang Yingjie just now, to the left.

"Who will shoot!" someone shouted.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." A very tall boy came out, and Yang Ying glanced at him, feeling a little strange.

The boy raised his mobile phone, stood in front, gestured, and shouted: "The students next to me leaned in the middle, um...how about this, you should form a semi-ellipse."

The students standing outside followed suit, and soon the boy shouted "OK."

Accompanied by the sound of the river lapping on the shore, a group photo was taken. Everyone stood neatly, but smiled brightly.

After the photos were taken, Brother Yang let everyone group freely, and he could take whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't sneak back.

Yang Ying fiddled with the camera software that came with her mobile phone, and finally succumbed to the configuration and decided to take pictures of people and business affairs.

"Xiaoying, what are you going to shoot later?"

Wang Yingjie held up her mobile phone to find a suitable angle, and replied, "I'm taking pictures of the scenery. What about you?"

"Shoot people! Come, look at me." Wang Yingjie turned her head when she heard the voice, and with a click, a photo was taken.

"..." Wang Yingjie was a little shy, put the phone in her pocket, and rushed to grab someone Yang's phone, "Hey, why are you taking pictures of me? It's still so close. Go away."

Relying on her own height, Yang Ying ran away holding her mobile phone, "Hey, it's pretty, if Fu Yu is here, it won't be your turn."

"Hey, you still don't like it, come here!" After saying that, Wang Yingjie wanted to chase after her.

"Don't move! You are coming after I finished shooting this distant scene." It turned out that Yang Ying ran away only to find that the girl standing on Rainbow Road in the distance is inexplicably unique in the distant scene. Through the camera, it is the right angle.

"Yang Ying, how did you take my picture?" Wang Yingjie came over and asked curiously.

Yang Ying took a few steps back and said mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes, it must be pretty."

"Okay, I believe you."

Suddenly, a voice came from the table, "Hey, come and see, there is a dead fish here!"

Yang Ying was also attracted, and ran to the stage in a hurry, watching the fish with everyone.

This is a fish lying flat in the mud. Its silvery body shines in the sun. It doesn't smell bad, but it has a heavy mouth. In the end, no one knows who pulled a dead bird from a certain corner. Come here, Black Feather, you still insist on mouth to mouth.

"Holy shit, look, they're still mouth to mouth, so close, I'll take a picture."

Seeing that some students took out their mobile phones to take pictures, Yang Ying didn't fall behind. He took out a few pictures with his mobile phone, which might be praised for his far-reaching intentions.

In the end, the orange brother Yang who was still squatting to take pictures came over with a look of disgust, "What's so good about this, isn't it just two dead things? Could there be any deep meaning?"

Yang Ying chuckled and argued, "Isn't this trying to reflect the normal state of death?"

"Hey, what can this really say? Well, don't surround yourself, think about the composition, the angle, it's like my broken phone, 800 yuan, it doesn't look good." Yang Ge Click on the photo album and hand the phone to Yang Ying.

Yang Ying flipped through the photo album and found...

It's really pretty...

"So, you guys, keep calm, take a good look, and don't surround this dead thing, it's really childish."

A group of naive ghosts said: You take good pictures and say anything!

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, the countdown to the end~

☆、No.30 Eight Chapters

However, apart from asking everyone to take pictures on the Qiantang River, Brother Yang also has a lot of ghost ideas. No, in the second week of class, he also asked everyone to take a clip and post it for comment next Monday.

It was probably the first time to shoot this kind of thing, Yang Ying paid special attention to it, and kept discussing with Wang Yingjie.

"Xiaoying, what are you going to shoot?" Yang Ying looked distressed, it was already Wednesday, and if he didn't shoot well, it might be too late for editing.

Wang Yingjie tilted her head, smiling harmlessly to humans and animals, "I'm looking for my roommate, she learns broadcasting, and said she wants to be my heroine."

Yang Ying pursed her lips and sighed, "Oh, I don't even know who to look for. I don't know many broadcasters and performers. They are just nodding acquaintances, not familiar at all."

Wang Yingjie tapped the table with her pen, thought for a while and said, "You can find Fu Yu, he is so good-looking, he must be photogenic."

Mentioning Fu Yu, Yang Ying's indifferent and handsome face appeared in his mind, he shuddered, and waved his hands, "Forget it, I still know his level, it's okay to ask him to take a photo. Okay, if it's the dynamic part... make it difficult for him."

"Then...how about I lend you my actor?" Wang Yingjie had no choice but to do this.

Yang Ying shook her head after hearing this, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "How can this be possible, after all, it's your roommate."

"It's okay, we can share it, and we can get it done in one night." Wang Yingjie was optimistic, with crooked eyes and a pure smile.

Yang Ying rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something, "Hey, Xiaoying, didn't you say you had a date? The one who is super pretty. Last time you said you learned acting here. Why don't you look for her."

When mentioning that person, Wang Yingjie stopped laughing, and just pulled the corners of her mouth weakly, and said indifferently, "She, we broke up a long time ago. And... I don't know her very well."

Yang Ying patted herself on the head, with an apologetic expression, "Look at my brain, which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, hey, what did I say earlier? Is it the time to talk about it, or tonight. "

Wang Yingjie nodded, wiped the corners of her eyes imperceptibly, sniffed, said "sorry" and left first.

Yang Ying sat on the bed, sighed helplessly, and thought: What's the matter... What a girl... If you don't like it, you don't like it.

And Wang Yingjie, who walked out of Yang Ying's room, swiped the key card of her own room, and strode in. It was dark inside, with the curtains drawn, and no one was there.

Wang Yingjie didn't intend to turn on the light, she threw herself on the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and shed tears silently.

actually......

It's a fucking story about a little girl who gave her sincerity but was not taken seriously.

The other little girl was really handsome, with a slender figure and heroic eyebrows, she couldn't help but be fascinated by Wang Yingjie back then.

"Wang Yingjie? The cherry of the cherry blossoms? It really matches you."

"My surname is Han, and my name is Han Xiaoxiao. I study acting."

"What about you? You are a choreographer and director. Can't you tell, such a little girl looks delicate."

"Also, Xiaoying, has someone said that your voice is very nice? I really like it."

"Hey... Someone told me that you like me, then let's be together, and I like you too."

......

"Xiaoying, let's...break up, I don't think we are suitable."

"Xiaoying..."

Memories are very long, with the pain of being deliberately elongated, that green and beautiful face, those dry and slender hands, in fact... the outline of the person in the memory has been almost forgotten, but once The persistence of love and the pain of parting are indeed things that will never be forgotten.

Wang Yingjie had cried enough, she turned around and lay down on the bed, there were no more tears in her eyes, and she had the illusion that she was about to dry up.

I saw her raising her right hand and slowly extending it from a fist shape. The slender fingers opened and closed, simulating the illusion of holding each other. With an imperceptible attachment, Wang Yingjie smiled coldly, Hard-spoken and soft-hearted, "Cut, no one cares about anyone."

***

"Xiaoying, are you sure you want this time?" Yang Ying quietly closed the door with her mobile phone and room card, and asked Wang Yingjie who came out from the side.

Wang Yingjie took her roommate's hand and nodded, very sure.

"Is Fu Yu asleep?"

"Of course, I said it when he came back earlier, and he is already asleep now."

"That's good, let's shoot mine first." Wang Yingjie blinked, probably because of crying, she was unexpectedly cold.

Yang Ying didn't dare to tease, she nodded obediently, and took the elevator down with the two little girls.

"What's the girl's name? Wouldn't it be a bit cold to wear something like this?" Going outside, Yang Ying wrapped her padded jacket tightly, hiss, it's really cold.

The little girl smiled generously and shook her head, "Fortunately, the down jacket is quite thick."

On the other hand, Wang Yingjie answered for her, "Her surname is Shen, and her name is Shen Yu."

"Okay. Then... where are we going now?" At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there was no one outside, but it couldn't stand the cold.

Wang Yingjie sniffed, and replied in a low voice: "Go to the small road leading to the old street."

Seeing that the other two people were still puzzled, she explained: "It's just to take a picture of a frustrated woman, so...it's better to have dark spots, and there must be wind. Natural wind sounds have an effect."

Yang Ying rolled her eyes at Shen Yu, with a look of unbearable, "Being an actor is not easy, and I have to come to shoot a film in the middle of the night."

Shen Yu said goodbye, don't break her hair, and smiled gently, "It's okay, this is to help Xiaoying, and it won't be too long."

......

Standing at the end of the path, Wang Yingjie looked at the dark path in front of her, feeling a little apprehensive, "Yang Ying, why don't you go up and help us find the way first."

Yang Ying's group was calm and calm, looked at the two little girls who were trembling, and nodded arrogantly, "Okay, why are you exploring?"

"Help me find a place with sufficient street light, and then I don't need to light it up. It's better to have a round shadow that can create a stage effect."

"Didn't you take the action?" Yang Ying looked puzzled, very puzzled.

Wang Yingjie smiled, very calmly, "It's not that the plot is too bad, so the effect comes together?"

"..." Yang Ying compromised, took the mobile phone, walked to the path, and disappeared into the darkness after a while.

The cold wind is blowing, and the path is very dark. Except for the warm-colored street lamps on the avenue far away, there is almost no light. But fortunately, although this path is secluded, there are still some street lights that should be there. Although it is very dark, well, whatever A shadow can be seen to be reflected.

After a rough exploration, Yang Ying didn't want to stay here anymore, it was scary.

"Xiaoying, there is enough light from a street light in front, it should meet the requirements."

The three of them walked over, the path was not long, and they soon reached the place Yang Ying said.

Wang Yingjie raised her eyebrows, feeling a little helpless, "Are you sure, this is a circle?"

It turned out that the shadow Yang Ying mentioned was not a big ellipse, not only flat but also flickering.

Yang Ying laughed and scratched her head, "Isn't it probably, maybe? It's easy to say."

"Okay, then you light up for me."

So... Yang Daguang took office just like that.

Yang Ying was forced to hold up the phone and put it here and there, especially when Wang Yingjie wanted to take a close-up, from the side face to the feet in black high heels, he also went from standing to kneeling at the end. Who can understand.

Finally, when Yang Ying was pleading inwardly, Wang Yingjie finished the filming. I am really picky. Director Wang's debut work was completed in this way. There was not a single line in the whole process, only exaggerated body language and partial close-ups. If the little girl hadn't learned dance, I guess Still can't get that effect.

And after Director Wang finished, it was Yang Ying. Originally, he also wanted to shoot outdoors, but seeing that the two girls were almost frozen, he stopped insisting and planned to talk about it after going back.

After getting out of the elevator, Yang Ying didn't think about how to shoot, and was a little annoyed, "Xiaoying, you go back first, I'm watching."

After all, Yang Ying walked directly to the big glass window, quietly looking at the brightly lit road in the distance, the cars speeding past one after another, like a city that is always noisy, the flashy feeling of intoxication can be Feel it through this glass.

feel through the glass...

Suddenly, Yang Ying seemed to have thought of something, and rushed to Wang Yingjie's door, knocked on it, and waited for the little girl to open the door before saying, "Xiaoying, call Shen Yu, I know how to take pictures."

It turned out that Yang Ying thought of the simplest technique, by shooting the colorful colors printed on the glass, to reflect the hazy sense of color, coupled with the sound of Shen Yu's high-heeled shoes walking from a distance, from far to now, the way of voice-over Make up for the lack of plot.

but......

Where can I shoot it?

Yang Ying thought about taking pictures from the side, and also thought about taking pictures from behind Shen Yu, but he was able to take pictures of him. Finally, when he had almost exhausted his methods, he saw a small block place.

Yang Ying walked over silently, huddled into a ball consciously, raised her mobile phone, cheered and raised her other hand when she didn't see her figure, but fell to the ground without squatting firmly.

And Shen Yu, who just came out, saw this scene.

How should I put it, it looks a bit like a little turtle, especially with its butt pouted.

"Ahem, you are here, let's take a picture." Yang Ying stood up pretending to be calm, patted the ashes on her body, and tried to straighten her image.

Shen Yu didn't expose it, but just nodded, expressing her cooperation.

In fact, this scene is very simple, and Yang Ying took more than half of it in a short while, from the perspective to the close-up, but when Shen Yu is standing in front of the window, there must be a sentence in the close-up, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Yang Ying racked her brains, the most important thing was that she didn't expect to shoot like this before, but it was like this, so she had to continue, otherwise the success would be in vain.

In the end, Yang Ying had no choice but to say casually: "Well, you can just say 'Since this world is so disgusting, let it be destroyed.'"

Shen Yu looked confused, but was also anxious to go back to rest, so she nodded her head in agreement.

But... what the hell is the second grade, Shen Yu expressed a little shame...

The author has something to say: Hahaha, I was also in the second year of middle school.