Rebirth: I Want to Surf

Yao Yuan and the driver wandered around, mainly looking for iconic places, such as Beihai, Temple of Heaven, Tiananmen and so on. I stayed the longest in Tiananmen Square because it has the most scenery.

He saw the red flag waving in the dust in front of the Monument to the People's Heroes;

Tourists who cover their heads with hoods stop to look at the teacher's portrait;

At the bus stop, hide behind the stop sign and kiss me, my little lover;

A laowai wearing sunglasses and a mask;

There is not even a scarf or a hat, and the two big sisters on their heads can only be covered with plastic bags...

"It's all good stuff!"

Yao Yuan sighed while taking pictures, the scenery of the era is the most charming, just embedded in the long river of memory, it is enough to add a layer of filter to it, regardless of good or bad.

After shooting for a long time, it was noon.

Yao Yuan returned to the car, and the driver asked, "Where are you going?"

"Is there a map, let me take a look."

The driver flicked the map book, Yao Yuan looked at the route and said, "Let's go to Haidian, I'll take a picture of the school."

So the taxi started again and headed for Haidian.

Walking from Xueyuan Road, and then westward, you will arrive at the boundary of Tsinghua University and Peking University. Now even the driver's eyes show envy and longing.

After all, the word Qingbei has a very lofty status in the hearts of Chinese people.

Especially now in 2002, there are not as many hot searches as in later generations, Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, Wei Dongyi, the God of Peking University, Balabala...

In particular, the fan circles of later generations have serious thinking, black and white, and do not understand human language. Like here, I have to explain: I don’t mean to black Wei Dongyi, just talking about excessive deification.

Yao Yuan took some pictures, and then went south, preparing to pass through Zhongguancun.

When it comes to Zhongguancun, it seems that it is always a very independent area, such as an electronic street or something. In fact, Zhongguancun is located in Haidian, surrounded by various schools.

If it was in the past, there must be a sea of ​​people here, but today it is quiet, the sky is full of yellow sand, and even the salesmen don't come out.

"Tsk tsk!"

Yao Yuan took a look at the electronic malls on the left and right. Brother Dong is still selling there, right?

Why don't you go say hello and tease me?

Yao Yuan shook his head, forget it, he didn't know Dong Ge when he said hello, after all he has bad eyesight and is face blind.

The photo material is almost ready, the taxi no longer stops, but moves slowly.

Yao Yuan sat in the co-pilot, and sometimes took pictures through the glass of those who were pushing carts or riding three-wheeled deliveries.

"Can you use so many photos?" the driver asked.

"It's good to be able to use a few, and it's worth keeping the rest."

"That's true, it will be historical data for decades."

"Okay, after I say this to you, I will hold a photography exhibition, and I will definitely invite you to come."

As Yao Yuan said, he actually opened the notebook, wrote down the driver's name and contact information, then fiddled with the camera to look back, and said, "I didn't take anything exciting."

"What is exciting?"

"The chimney fell down, the billboard was blown down, the car was smashed... But it's okay, at least there is no loss."

While chatting, the vehicle moved forward unhurriedly. As soon as it drove out of the range of a bunch of electronic cities, the two looked at the front and right side in unison.

Standing on the side of the road was a tall and thin silhouette, holding a bicycle, and waving to this side continuously.

"..."

The driver glanced at Yao Yuan, but he didn't respond.

Yao Yuan still has something to do, so he naturally didn't want to trouble him, but as he got closer, the man could see clearly that he was wearing a school uniform with red stripes on a white background.

The hair is short, the zipper is pulled to the highest point, the collar is turned up, and half of the face is hidden in it.

"Students..."

The driver subconsciously said, no matter what era, people in society have a tolerant attitude towards students.

But he was an employer, so it was difficult for him to make a decision. When Yao Yuan saw this, he thought the picture was good, so he raised his camera and clicked a picture.

It made the driver roll his eyes, who is this?

When the car gets closer, you will miss it if you drive again, Yao Yuan finally said: "Forget it, just ask."

creak!

The driver stopped immediately, opened the window, and a gust of wind and sand poured in. The two covered their mouths and noses, and shouted together: "Come up and say it! Come up and say it!"

"..."

The man quickly opened the door and got into the car.

A pair of bright black eyes were revealed from the collar of the school uniform with white background and red stripes. He said, "My bicycle broke down, can you pull it? I'm going to the High School Attached to Peking University, not far from here."

"..."

The driver looked at Yao Yuan, and Yao Yuan shrugged: "They all stopped, let's pull, it's not far anyway."

So, after a busy meal, the bicycle was stuffed into the trunk, the lid was open, and the wheels were exposed. The student got back into the car, and then he tore off his collar and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Yuan glanced back, then turned around again.

"Are you a student of the attached middle school?" the driver asked.

"Um."

"Why did you run out in this weather?"

"Come to buy something at noon."

"Oh, how are you attached to the high school..."

The driver was very envious again, and said: "My child just wanted to take the exam, but he didn't pass the exam, and he will have the college entrance examination in the blink of an eye. Hey, how old are you?"

"I'm also taking the college entrance examination this year."

"You have to work hard! But the studies in the attached middle school are good, so it's not a problem. You are like this, a website developer, high-tech, and your studies must not be bad."

website?

The student looked at him curiously, and Yao Yuan turned around to confirm again.

The two smiled friendly.

Along the way, the driver Balabala said that the students gave short and clear answers, and sometimes laughed without saying a word. They didn't like chatting with strangers, and they just kept a polite attitude.

The High School Affiliated to Peking University is indeed not far away, and it will arrive soon after driving slowly.

At the school gate, just as the students were about to get off the bus, Yao Yuan suddenly said, "Please wait a moment."

"Um?"

"I want to do a special topic on sandstorms. I took a photo of you just now, and it may be used. What I mean is that your photo may involve some portrait rights, and it must be approved by you."

"..."

The student blinked, understanding what he said, but didn't comment immediately.

"Well, I'll leave you a call. If it's not troublesome, you can ask your family members to communicate with me in detail, because I think this photo is very good, it's a pity that I don't need it."

As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

The student paused and took it in his hand: "Okay, I will think about it."

Then he said to the driver, "Thank you!"

Seeing her pushing a broken car into the school gate, and the taxi started again, the driver couldn't help but said, "Like a little grown-up, and polite."

"Isn't that height an adult?"

"Hey, don't tell me. At first I looked at the short-haired, tall man, and thought he was a little boy, but when he came up, he was a little girl. Is the child so nutritious now? When I was young, I couldn't even eat enough."

The driver continued nagging, and after talking for a long time, he remembered what happened just now, and asked, "What is that portrait right?"

"For example, if I take a photo and sell it to a newspaper, the newspaper will give me a certain amount of remuneration, which will generate profits, so I have to get my consent, otherwise it is illegal."

"Oh, what happened..."

The driver opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Looking at the grandson again, his eyes were full of contempt: Your special mother took so many pictures of aunts and big sisters, why didn't you see you handing over your business card? It's not because the little girl looks good!

Spicy chicken!