Chapter 106 The Struggle of the Boys in the Mountains

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Feng Yiping lived like a fish in water at school. He asked for leave for four and a half days and missed classes for one and a half days. After he returned to school, no one mentioned it again.

No way, in this day and age, you may not be self-willed if you have money, but in school, as long as you have good grades, you can be self-willed.

It took two or three days to keep up with the learning progress, and Feng Yiping began to tinker with the newly brought back camera.

Later, people who were interested in photography were either professional or rich. Feng Yiping was neither. He just followed the trend and bought some DVs and cameras, and most of them were RB products. The better, those things stay in the drawer most of the time.

As for high-end products such as Leica, he has only heard of them, but has never seen them, or he may have seen them but has no impression. Only now that he has them in his hands does he know that there are some reasons why they are expensive.

Not to mention the weaknesses of our country such as optical lenses, nor to mention the knowledge of industrial design that has not yet emerged in China, but simply comparing the processing of metal parts, the gap is extremely far.

In such a remote mountainous area as theirs, taking photos is still a thing. There is only one photo studio in the whole town, and there are even fewer cameras. The whole school, and only the principal has a Phoenix camera.

Therefore, Feng Yiping's trip to show off quickly turned into a trip to lose money. From teachers to classmates, everyone rushed to ask him to take pictures. In just a few days, three of the five film rolls he brought back were used up. The homeroom teacher took a dozen photos of his family of three.

The old ancestors are right, things always have two sides.

What this camera does is really good. For example, it doesn’t even make a sound when the shutter is pressed. pose.

Feng Yiping instructed them to take the poses, and pressed the silent shutter with heartache—the film is not cheap now!

After he inquired about the price of developing photos, he even had the idea of ​​buying some things and developing them himself. There is no way, it is expensive to develop photos now!

But it seems that in the photography industry, there are some great masters who can sell a lot of money for a single photo. This is also a way. Can we develop in this direction?

In addition to the amateur leisure of taking pictures, learning is still boring and tense. Now, before and after self-study in the morning and evening every day, many students have lit candles to study in the classroom. They really wake up earlier than chickens and go to bed later than dogs.

The same is true for Wang Changning. Every day at 5:30, the lights in his room will be turned on. He will go to the kitchen to cook the porridge, and then he will recite Chinese, politics, and English. Go to his room and read aloud to harass him.

One morning, the two of them got nervous and went straight to school after getting up at 5:30.

The sky is still dark, and their average 1.5 eyes can only see a few meters in front of them. But let alone other people on the road now, there is not even a dog. The whole road belongs to the two of them, so you can rest assured Boldly cross and ride on the road.

It is now at the end of late autumn, it is a little cold, the leaves on the trees are almost all fallen, and the branches above are all clean, very refreshing, but it is inevitable that it is a little lonely. In the withered grass by the roadside, occasionally there are autumn insects, as if to announce their existence, with a clear cry.

None of the lights in the teacher's building were turned on, and it looked dark. In the second and third grade classrooms, there were already bright and dim candle lights flickering on the window panes.

Feng Yiping took a rough look. In the two classes of the third grade, at least two-thirds of the seats were occupied. Nearly half of the students in the second grade were already in the classroom. There were only three classes in the first grade. Still sleeping, the classroom was empty.

Under the flickering candlelight, everyone lowered their heads and read books in a low voice. Some of them just recite silently without making any sound. In several classrooms, there is not even a loud cough. No sound could be heard, only a low hum when walking in.

This buzzing sound is very similar to when Feng Yiping was traveling in XZ, he heard the morning and evening lessons of lamas across a few streets. A kind of aura, but also a kind of strength.

He suddenly wanted to take a picture of this scene.

No matter who are in the classroom now, how many really feel that there is not enough time, so they get up early to study hard, and how many follow the trend, and some of them may also get up early once in a whim.

What is certain is that in a few years, most of them will join the tide of going south to work. From then on, they will be called "migrant workers", just like migratory birds, migrating between their hometown and the south every year .

Most of the girls, in a few years, will marry other women, or go to the south with their husbands to work together, or become left-behind women, staying in their hometown to take care of the elderly and children, and they will grow old year after year. When I send my children to school, I probably regret that I didn't work hard enough when I was studying.

Therefore, if we only talk about heroes in terms of achievements, most of them will definitely not be as good as their peers in the city in the future, but at least for now, these teenage mountain boys are worthy of most of their peers in the city. Admired.

Although the weather is getting colder, the three of Feng Yiping and the others eat now, not in the classroom, either in the corridor, or in a place where there are few people around the kitchen. It's not stingy, except for Feng Wen, who is thick-skinned and often comes to pick up a few chopsticks, other students will not come to disturb.

There is no way, the other students are all eating pickles, just the three of them, they are fresh dishes that are still hot from the thermos, which is too annoying.

They are actually quite embarrassed about their own peculiarities. Sometimes they seem to be shameless after eating a meal, because they are afraid that the contents of their bowls will irritate other students.

This situation cannot be improved by the current school, and neither can Feng Yiping. He still cannot provide so many resources. It seems that many years later, the free lunch project was launched in the society, and the students in school at that time would not have to eat pickles all the time.

Feng Yiping was not used to being in a small group independent of most of his classmates without realizing it, so he often went to Wang Yumin's house with excuses to have dinner with them.

We all like to communicate during meals. He and Teacher Zhu are more talkative. Teacher Zhu also likes to communicate with a student like him who often speaks strangely.

But these two days, it is not easy to go there. During the chat the day before yesterday, Mr. Zhu asked him, "What do you think photos and paintings have in common?"

He said casually at the time, "It's just playing with light, shadow and lines."

That kind of casual attitude, thinking that those things are really nothing, immediately hated Teacher Zhu.

Afterwards, Feng Yiping learned that offending a seemingly generous man is more sad than offending a woman who is known for being stingy. Let alone going to his house, even when meeting him on the road, Teacher Zhu would always sneer.

So, men in menopause, don't offend them!

Before the meal was finished, she saw Zhang Qiuling bouncing over from a distance, he and Xiao Zhijie blocked her, seeing the smile on Feng Yiping's face, Zhang Qiuling felt a little tight for no reason, consciously Leaning towards Xiao Zhijie, "Feng Yiping, what are you doing?"

"Please, please discuss it with the principal. There are so many students who work hard every morning and evening, and they still read by candles. It hurts your eyes. Can you just turn on the lights?"

I don't know what Zhang Qiuling told his father. Two days later, the school announced that before and after self-study in the morning and evening, if the number of students studying in the classroom exceeds half of the class, the lights are allowed to be turned on.