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So after going through before bathing, bathing, and after bathing, Gu Shang flowed back to the living room.

"I understand the truth," Gu Shang said, "but what you said clearly opened the door to a new world."

"It's true that I said that." Zhao Xingluo replied calmly.

"You're talking about opening the door to a new world," Gu Shang repeated, "but why was it actually me who was opened?"

Zhao Xingluo thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone, typed a few words, and handed it to Gu Shang.

Gu Shang saw that his nickname had changed to "New World".

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"Are you sleepy? I've been tired all day too." Zhao Xingluo rubbed his boyfriend and said.

"Not bad", Gu Shang thought for a while and said, "I feel quite strong today, probably because I drank such a big milk tea and ate such a big red braised lamb."

Zhao Xingluo took out his notebook and wrote on it: "You must eat a lot in the future!"

Gu Shang: "..."

"What about you? Aren't you tired?" Gu Shang looked at the lively Zhao Xingluo and asked curiously.

After all, although I accompanied my boyfriend to the graduation ceremony, I still spent most of the time waiting, Gu Shang thought.

But Zhao Xingluo was different. He was a contestant who was dragged by hundreds of classmates and alumni to take commemorative photos. It should be impossible for him not to be tired.

"I'm fine," Zhao Xingluo stretched his waist and said, but he didn't seem to want to fall asleep right away.

"I still want to take a few more photos." Zhao Xingluo said.

"Come again?" Gu Shang asked in surprise.

"You are laughing from ear to ear, haven't you had enough pictures?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Don't bring up that part of the past." Zhao Xingluo waved his hands, feeling a bit uneasy about the past, "This time it's my own style, I want to shoot something different."

"Is it something strange?" Gu Shang said after looking at Zhao Xingluo's current cool attire, thinking for a while.

"Don't keep thinking about that kind of thing." Zhao Xingluo said with a gentlemanly face.

"Using the sage's time to seize the moral high ground, won't your conscience hurt?" Gu Shang said.

"No." Zhao Xingluo shook his head and said.

"Because you little fairy boys have no conscience at all?" Gu Shang asked.

"Because you live in my heart, I'm afraid I'll twitch when I'm sad, and squeeze you again." Zhao Xingluo gave a textbook-like standard answer, which completely made Gu Shang lose his temper.

"Okay," Gu Shang started a new topic, "Then what are you going to do to take some different photos?"

"Graduation photo." Zhao Xingluo said.

Gu Shang: "..."

"It's not an ordinary graduation photo," said Zhao Xingluo, waving an index finger in front of him. "It's the one you often see on TV, in old photos looking up at a 45-degree angle."

Then he really made the expression of a person looking up at the starry sky four or five degrees, a sunny boy with melancholy eyes.

Gu Shang has always felt that this action is quite a test of appearance, because if it is not well shot, it will easily become the salted fish head version of looking up at the starry sky, but he has to admit that Zhao Xingluo's action just now is still very good-looking.

So Gu Shang took two photos for Zhao Xingluo with his mobile phone, and then showed it to him.

"Hmm..." Zhao Xingluo hummed, but it didn't seem to be a very satisfied "um", but an "emmmmm" feeling.

"It's not very pretty." Zhao Xingluo said.

"Isn't this pretty?" Gu Shang looked at Zhao Xingluo expressionlessly.

"You call out the person in the photo, and I can bald him." Gu Shang said.

So Zhao Xingluo made a self-defense action like a conditioned reflex, but it seems that the defense is not the same place as Gu Shang said.

Gu Shang: "..."

"I mean touching the hair." Gu Shang said.

"Okay." Zhao Xingluo stopped his self-defense action and nodded, then squatted down.

"Touch it," he said.

Gu Shang: "..."

"Am I so short?" Gu Shang angrily lifted Zhao Xingluo up and asked.

"Wait a minute," Zhao Xingluo said excitedly as if he had discovered something suddenly, then squatted down again, looking up at Gu Shang's face.

"What I just said is not good-looking. It means that once you look up at the starry sky at 45 degrees obliquely, your eyes will become a little ethereal. What I want to pursue is a joyful emotion."

Zhao Xingluo, who has initially mastered some photography skills, explained it this way.

"The angle I squatted down and looked at you just now should be almost the angle I was after. If I can look at Xiao Shang like this, I can take pictures with rich emotions."

"You mean..." Gu Shang pondered for a while and said, "Are you going to squat to take pictures?"

"Of course not." Zhao Xingluo shook his head, "I still want to stand up."

"Then why do you look up at me at 45 degrees and let me float?" Gu Shang said expressionlessly.

"No, I'll think about it." Zhao Xingluo said.

A few minutes later, Gu Shang stood on the sofa, his whole body showed a state of well-developed bean sprouts bent, holding a selfie stick in one hand, and took a very distorted picture of Zhao Xingluo's flawless look.