Restart the Flying Age

　　 When Wu Tao returned home, there was already a table of food waiting for him at home.

　　 When he announced that his total score in the senior high school entrance examination was 742 points, ranking first in the city's total list, a table of people clapped involuntarily.

　　 The old man immediately got up and went back to the main room, lit a stick of incense in front of the ancestor's tablet, and prayed.

　　Wu Binghua was holding the report card, shaking with excitement, and righteously demanding Xiao Jiang: "I will learn from your brother in the future, have you heard?"

　　 Zhang Huilan muttered the whole line of "Fortunately I changed my volunteers", and then further affirmed her husband's order: "Jiang, your dad is right!"

　　Zhang Zhongping brought the last pot of soup to the table, turned around and went back to the kitchen: "Such a happy event, you must add two dishes!"

　　 Aunt Hua put up a slender thumb, and said sincerely: "Awesome! Black egg, if your brother Tao is half excellent in the future, Mom will be satisfied!"

　　 Now the pressure of the two children suddenly increased. They were full of energy just now, and they suddenly died down.

　　 As for Song Qiao, who had been sitting next to Wu Tao, her slender eyelashes blinked, envied and admired.

　　 In fact, since these days, everyone has been a little bit strange about Wu Tao's ability. So today he went to school to get his grades, and no one was worried that he would not be admitted to Beijiang Middle School.

　　 But the result of ranking first in Beijiang City still greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

After praying, the old man sat down and said: "Our old Wu's family has been separated by two generations, and finally a good seedling has emerged! This matter must be celebrated and celebrated, and Shuhua, Dahua, Zhuangchun, and Xiaotao, his grandmother, grandfather, and second aunt will all come here..."

　　 After dinner, Wu Tao handed over 6000 yuan to his father to pay off the air-conditioning debt.

　　 Wu Binghua is already numb for spending such a large sum of money to his son. But this time he didn't ask for it, but pushed it back.

"You take this money first, and I can see it. You are more capable than me, and there must be something you want to do. Besides, the net profit in the past few days has risen from 2,000 yuan to 3,000 yuan. The days are yet to come, your mother and I have a bottom!"

　　 was talking, Xiao Jiang ran out with a sullen expression, "The power went out again! My hero with white eyebrows..."

　　 "Look at the white-browed hero, go back to the house and work hard!" Wu Binghua yelled, Xiao Jiang's grievances deepened.

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

　　 Wu Binghua threw away his cigarette **** and said, "I have already said hello to this matter. I will drag it tomorrow."

　　 In the evening, facing the candle, Wu Tao read the manuscript request of the family doctor magazine and tried to write two articles. In the end, he picked an article with the right style and prepared to send it out.

　　 then lay on the bed, wondering how to shoot a series of cute works. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

　　 The next day was light, Wu Tao rode a bicycle to the district government.

　　Although he had money, he didn't replace the broken car. Instead, he replaced the brake pads and front and rear fenders.

　　 Once this bike is really easy to ride, he is used to it; secondly, in his heart, if you want to change the bike, you just need to change the four-wheeled bike, and what kind of bike is needed~

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

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

　　 He couldn't help laughing happily as An Rong looked at An Rong covering her face and rushing to wash herself.

　　 Even looking at the embarrassment of the other party's Qingli not applying powder, there is still a gentle love in his heart. Even if you are old and Zhaohua is not there, you are still the most beautiful in my heart.

　　 Putting on a round-neck white T-shirt and a sky blue denim skirt with suspenders, An Rong stood in front of him beautifully: "Let's go."

　　 "Actually, I think so..." Wu Tao said what he had thought about all night.

　　 An Rong said nothing, and said: "Then what are you waiting for, take the golden retriever and go!"

　　 An Rong carried the golden retriever's sleeping basket, sat on the back seat of the twenty-eight bars, and started to drive into the city.

　　 When rushing to the Beauty Qiu Photo Studio, she met Beauty Qiu opening the door and preparing to open the door.

　　 The original name of Qiu Meiren 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 doesn't know.

　　 Last time the photo studios in the city did not accept the request to develop photos in person, only he made an exception to allow it.

　　 Qiu Xiaotian saw the two get out of the car, with a fat tabby cat in his arms, and suddenly flung his flowing hair, with a vigilant expression on his face: "What are you two doing again?"

　　 "Teacher Qiu, when we come to your photo studio, we naturally want to take care of your business!" An Rong said naturally.

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

　　 Unexpectedly, the golden retriever suddenly ‘meows’, his beard and hair are like a tiger, the king of beasts.

　　 Qiu Xiaotian reflexively took a step back. With his body shape resembling a bamboo pole, his body is not two or two fleshy, and when confronted with a golden retriever, he really doesn't necessarily have the upper hand.

　　 "Let's talk about it, what are your weird requests today?" He shook his jeans with ripped holes.

Wu Tao stopped the car and said respectfully: "Teacher Chou, last time you could lend us the darkroom~www.NovelMTL.com~ I thank you from the bottom of my heart! By the way, our vineyard opened, why didn’t you go? Well? As an artist, how can you live up to that kind of beauty."

　　 "I'm very busy these days!" Qiu Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "Quickly tell me what are your requirements today?"

　　 "Actually nothing, Teacher Qiu, today we want to rent your photo studio for a whole day!"

　　 "What? What about my business?"

　　 An Rong directly said: "You have no business in this photo studio anyway, do you?"

　　 Qiu Xiaotian pointed at the two silently, "One hundred yuan!"

"make a deal!"

　　 Wu Tao took out an old man's head, and Qiu Xiaotian threw the key to An Rong at the same time, and then walked away.

　　 The two walked into the store. On the left hand side of the door, there was an oil painting called ‘Spring’. It was a plump Western woman pouring down a crock on her shoulder.

　　The picture is beautiful or not, let’s not talk about it, the point is that this Western woman is wearing nothing!

　　 Hanging such a picture in the bright spot of the photo studio, flaunting individuality, no wonder business is bleak! After all, people's minds are not so open these days.

　　 The studio is messy, all kinds of equipment are scattered all over the place, but fortunately everything is still usable, and some are very good.

　　 put down the golden retriever, the two began to clean up. The more you clean up, the more you find many available equipment and props, such as various 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 cute works about the golden retriever, you must use a anthropomorphic technique to capture the various emotional changes of the golden retriever in the lens.

　　 In a way, this is almost the same as taking photos of a baby for a hundred days.

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