Chapter 38

When Wu Tao returned home, a table of food was ready for him.

When he announced that his total score in the middle school entrance examination was 742, ranking first in the city's general list, a table of people couldn't help clapping.

The old man immediately got up and went back to the main room. He lit a pillar of incense in front of the ancestral tablet and prayed.

Holding the report card, Wu Binghua trembled excitedly and asked Xiaojiang to learn from your brother in the future. Do you hear me

Zhang Huilan murmured, "fortunately, I changed my volunteer at the beginning," and then further affirmed her husband's order: "Jiang, your father is right!"

Zhang Zhongping took the last pot of soup to the table, turned and went back to the kitchen: "such a big wedding, you must add two dishes!"

Aunt Hua raised her slender thumb and said sincerely, "great! Black egg, if you are half as good as brother Tao in the future, mom will be satisfied! "

The two children were under great pressure. Just now they were full of power and food, and they suddenly stopped.

As for song Qiao, who has been sitting next to Wu Tao, his slender eyelashes blink and blink, both envy and worship.

In fact, people have been a little surprised at Wu Tao's ability these days. So today he went to school to get his grades. No one was worried. He would not be admitted to Beijiang middle school.

However, the result of ranking first in Beijiang city still greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

After praying, the old man sat down and said, "after two generations of people in Lao Wu's family, another good seedling has emerged at last! It must be celebrated. Tomorrow, I'll invite Shuhua, Dahua, Zhuang Chun, and Xiao Tao, his grandmother, Grandpa and second aunt... "

After dinner, Wu Tao gave 6000 yuan to his father to pay off the arrears of air conditioning.

Wu Binghua was numb when he took out such a large sum of money for his son. But this time he didn't want it, but pushed it back.

"Take the money first, and I can see it. You are better than me. You must have something you want to do. Moreover, the net profit in recent days has risen from 2000 yuan to 3000 yuan. The good days are still ahead. Your mother and I have a bottom! "

Just then, Xiaojiang ran out with a sad face, "there's a power failure again! My great Xia Baimei... "

"What are you looking at, great Xia Baimei? Go back to the house and study hard!" Wu Binghua yelled, and Xiaojiang's resentment deepened.

"By the way, Dad, the power transmission in the countryside is unstable. Fortunately, it will be at night. If it is during the day, it will have a great impact. So you should rent the generator in the village and use diesel to generate electricity at the critical moment. "

Wu Binghua threw away his cigarette end and said, "I've said hello about it. I'll drag it tomorrow."

In the evening, facing the candle, Wu Tao read the manuscript requirements of the family doctor magazine and tried to write two articles. Finally, he chose an article in the right style and prepared to send it.

Then he lay in bed, wondering how to make a series of cute works. Unconsciously, he fell asleep.

At dawn the next day, Wu Tao rode his bike to the district government.

Although he had money, he didn't replace the old car. Instead, he replaced the brake shoes and front and rear mudguards.

For one thing, the car is really easy to ride, and he is used to it; Second, at the bottom of his heart, if he wants to change a car, he can directly change a four-wheel one. What kind of bike do you want~

Old man Lin answered the phone and reluctantly put him in.

Wu Tao came to the family building and knocked on the door of an Rong's house.

Looking at the lovely way that an Rong covered her face and rushed to wash, he couldn't help laughing happily.

Even looking at the embarrassment of the other party's beauty without makeup, his heart still filled with a gentle love. Even if the years are old and Zhaohua is absent, you are still the most beautiful in my heart.

Put on a round neck white T-shirt and sky blue suspender cowboy skirt. An Rong stood in front of him and said, "let's go."

"In fact, I think so..." Wu Tao said what he had thought all night.

Without saying anything, an Rong promised, "what are you waiting for? Take golden hair and go!"

With a golden sleeping basket, an Rong sat on the back seat of the 28 bars and began to travel to the city.

When I arrived at Qiu Meimei's photo studio, I met Qiu Meimei, who opened the door and was ready to open.

Qiu Meimei's original name was Qiu Xiaotian. It is said that he changed his name at the Central Academy of fine arts. As for his real name, Wu Tao is unknown.

Last time, the photo studio in the city didn't accept the request to develop and print photos in person. Only he made an exception.

As soon as Qiu Xiaotian saw the two get off the bus, he also held a fat civet cat in his arms. He immediately threw away his long flowing hair, looked wary and said, "what are you two doing again?"

"Mr. Qiu, we come to your photo studio to take care of your business!" Anjong tunnel.

"Are you going to shoot the cat today?" Qiu Xiaotian made no secret of his disdain.

Unexpectedly, Jinmao suddenly "meow" and the shape of his beard, hair and cardia was similar to that of the tiger, the king of beasts.

Qiu Xiaotian took a step back conditionally. With his body shape like a bamboo pole and a body without two or two flesh, he really can't get the upper hand against golden hair.

"Come on, what strange demands do you have today?" He waved his jeans with holes.

Wu Tao stopped his car, looked respectful and said, "Mr. Qiu, last time you lent us your darkroom, I'm grateful to you from the bottom of my heart! By the way, our vineyard opened. Why didn't you go? As an artist, how can you live up to that beauty? "

"I've been busy lately!" Qiu Xiaotian waved and said, "tell me what you want today?"

"Actually nothing, Mr. Qiu. Today we want to rent your photo studio for a whole day!"

"What? What about my business? "

An Rong said, "anyway, your photo studio doesn't have any business, does it?"

Qiu Xiaotian silently pointed at them, "a hundred dollars!"

"Deal!"

Wu Tao took out an old head. Qiu Xiaotian threw the key to an Rong at the same time, and then left smartly.

They walked into the store. On the left side of the door hung an oil painting called "Quan". It was the scene of a plump Western woman pouring water with a earthen pot on her shoulder.

Whether the picture is beautiful or not, the key is that the Western woman is not wearing anything!

Hang such a picture in the bright place of the photo studio and flaunt your personality. No wonder the business is bleak! After all, people's minds are not so open these days.

The studio is in a mess. All kinds of equipment are scattered everywhere. Fortunately, everything can be used, and some are very sophisticated.

Put down the golden hair and they began to clean up. The more you clean up, the more you find a lot of usable equipment and props, such as various small hats and sunglasses for children's art photos.

For a time, Wu Tao's inspiration began to burst.

If you want to shoot a series of sprouting works about Jinmao, you must use an anthropomorphic technique to capture various emotional changes of Jinmao in the lens.

To some extent, this is similar to taking a hundred sunshine for a baby.

It doesn't sound difficult, but fortunately, no one has done it yet. So this is called innovation!