In a small mountain village.
Xu Muhua was busy with her own affairs, while Yang Rui stood at the front of the class teaching.
Everyone performs their duties and is busy with their own things.
On the contrary, Jiang Ning, who had always been the busiest, was free at this time.
She sat outside the small shabby house, listening to the children's reading in the classroom, and feeling the cool wind blowing gently on her face.
Everything is so comfortable.
Although this place is poor and backward, it is so isolated that it does not even have the most basic transportation.
But everything here is the most primitive appearance of nature.
There is no steel and concrete cage, nor the hustle and bustle of the city.
When everything fades away from the bustling appearance, time flows quietly.
People can easily touch the four words "the years are quiet and good".
only……
Jiang Ning's calmness was quickly interrupted by another voice.
Click!
Click!
It's the sound of the camera shutter.
There's also the flickering of the flash.
Jiang Ning frowned subconsciously, feeling an unhappy emotion welling up in his heart.
She frowned, and when she turned her head to look over, she saw Li Yanxue standing not far away.
The camera lens in Li Yanxue's hand happened to be pointed at Jiang Ning.
This young man was so frightened that his legs were shaking and his face was so pale that he almost fainted.
After arriving at the small mountain village, I rested for a while and finally recovered.
Li Yanxue not only took photos of Jiang Ning.
He also showed a smile and spoke to Jiang Ning diligently.
"Comrade Jiang, you look like a painting sitting here, so beautiful! Don't worry, I'm very good at taking pictures. I'm sure to capture your most beautiful side. Change your position and I'll take the picture for you. A few pictures. Or go over there... there is a piece of grass over there, it will definitely look better in pictures!"
He was telling the truth.
Jiang Ning's fair and delicate face, with a slight blush, sparkled in the sun.
It looks like red cherries hanging on the branches, delicate and attractive.
The dilapidated environment around her and her simple clothes only accentuated her beauty.
The delicate and soft beauty is like a medieval European oil painting.
Li Yanxue couldn't take his eyes off it, so he couldn't bear to take a picture!
but.
The wrinkles between Jiang Ning's brows became tighter and tighter.
She said unceremoniously with annoyance in her expression.
"Director Li, you are here to work today and have the task of shooting for publicity. You are not collecting literary works, and I am not your subject."
A cold and decisive word.
It was like a bucket of cold water poured on Li Yanxue's head.
Li Yanxue was stunned for a moment, feeling embarrassed.
The face that looked at Sven was also turning blue and white.
He has a good background, good looks, and good knowledge. He also works as a civilian in the army. In sharp contrast to the soldiers who are always smelly of sweat, he looks fresh and handsome.
The girls in the art troupe, one or two, all like to talk to him.
Especially knowing that he also has a camera just for him and just himself.
Many people gave him cigarettes and alcohol in private, just so that he could help take a few photos.
He now took the initiative to take photos of Jiang Ning and also offered to take a few more photos.
Not only was Jiang Ning not overjoyed, but she even rejected him!
He was rejected!
Li Yanxue had never experienced anything like this in his life.
Not to mention.
Jiang Ning's implication was not only a rejection of him, but also an accusation against him for slacking off in his work.
This moment severely stimulated Li Yanxue's self-esteem.
He couldn't even raise his head in front of Jiang Ning.
Li Yanxue stood there, embarrassed, but couldn't help but look at Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning has always liked Qin Jiulie, a handsome and tough man who can give people a sense of security at any time.
In particular, Qin Jiulie has broad shoulders and narrow waist, is 1.9 meters tall and has eight-pack abdominal muscles.
This is a real man.
She has no interest at all in Li Yanxue's effort.
Jiang Ning turned back and put the straw hat on his head, covering two-thirds of his face.
She continued to be in a daze lazily, not bothering to care about what Li Yanxue was thinking.
Li Yanxue froze on the spot for a while before slowly recovering.
Immediately afterwards.
His camera lens finally focused on the children in the classroom, Yang Rui standing at the front, and everything in the small mountain village that was dilapidated and backward.
Take on the responsibilities that should be borne by him.
…
Most of the children in small mountain villages have never gone to school and cannot even speak Mandarin, let alone writing.
What Yang Rui teaches is the most basic.
Start with simple pinyin.
aOe——
bpmf——
Yang Rui's voice was soft, while the children's voices were crisp.
Intertwined together, it's like a beautiful song.
Jiang Ning was listening in rapt attention.
But Li Yanxue's voice once again came to mind in her ears.
"Comrade Jiang, are you hungry? I brought steamed buns and steamed buns, would you like to eat some first?"
Jiang Ning pushed up his straw hat, revealing a pair of bright eyes.
I saw Li Yanxue's smiling face again.
Jiang Ning also found it amazing. Is this man too thick-skinned to understand what rejection means?
This time.
He didn't even wait for Jiang Ning to speak first.
Li Yanxue first explained, "Comrade Jiang, it's not that I'm not doing my job properly this time. It's Sister Xu who told me to take more care of you."
I heard it was what Xu Muhua meant.
Jiang Ning couldn't say anything else.
She just said, "No need. I also brought dry food. If I'm hungry, I will eat it myself."
"What about drinking water? Are you thirsty? There is a spring in the village, which is water from a mountain spring and stream. It is cool and quenches thirst, and it is also a little sweet. Do you want to give it a try?"
Li Yanxue looked at Jiang Ning and then suggested.
Jiang Ning almost laughed out of anger at him.
Is the water bottle she is carrying a decoration?
Can't this man even see it with his eyes open?
Moreover, can even the clearest mountain spring water compare to the Lingquan stream in Lingbao Space?
Jiang Ning was about to refuse again.
A deep and deep voice sounded from behind them.
"No need. I will take care of my wife. If she wants to drink water, I will fetch it. No need to trouble you."
The man's words were much more callous and ruthless than what Jiang Ning said.
The magnetic voice can almost make ice shards fall out.
Jiang Ning and Li Yanxue both turned their heads and saw a handsome but gloomy black face.
It was Qin Jiulie.
The man's eyebrows were downcast and his eyes were cold. He stared at Li Yanxue with disdain, exuding a terrible low pressure all over his body.
It's like saying five words.
I'm not happy!
