Chapter 174 Want to shoot me?
This is the first time that the couple had been serious and warm and warm dinner at their small house after Ji Sang learned about Yang Jun's illness.
Influenced by Su Ge, perhaps there was a romanticism in photography itself, and Ji Sang cared quite a bit about ritual-like things.
When Fu's brought the meal to the restaurant, Ji Sang prepared on the side. Turn on the kitchen lights to the warmest and softest level, find the square candles that you had turned around before, light them, and place them on the table. There are aunts who have been taking care of them regularly in the apartment, so the flowers that Ji Sang bought by chance are still alive.
I casually cut a few flowers and put them in a small vase. After placing them, I also had some thoughts and placed them behind the candle.
Originally, these things were already full of ritual in Ji Sang. Fu Yis came out of the kitchen and saw her actions, and added a sentence
"Before, Ling Yuxuan gave me a phonograph, which should be placed in the vacant room upstairs. Should I try it?"
Ji Sang's eyes lit up
"certainly"
After saying that, he walked straight upstairs.
Regardless of the value of the things Ling Yuxuan bought, the price must be not very beautiful. Ji Sang had seen a phonograph while working in photography before, but he didn't watch it well that time. But she also knew that the one Ling Yuxuan gave was much more retro than what she saw in the studio.
Although Fu Yis threw it in the control room, the phonograph did not fall into any dust because it was covered with cloth.
However, the weight was a little beyond Ji Sang's estimate. He almost threw it away when he moved it for the first time. Just as she tidied up her clothes and was about to move it properly, Fu Yis followed.
"This is not light, I'll do it."
Ji Sang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand
"Let me try it"
She didn't expect that she could really move this thing, but she was the one who had been carrying SLRs on her shoulders for so many years, so she didn't believe it, and she couldn't move it with her strength.
Fu Yis's eyebrows and eyes were slightly smiled, and he asked him to go aside.
"Don't hurt your hand"
Ji Sang nodded casually and took a deep breath.
It is true that Ji Sang is strong among women, but it is only relatively speaking. She just lifted the phonograph two centimeters away from the table and couldn't hold on and put it down.
"This thing is so heavy?"
Ji Sang frowned and didn't believe it.
The man smiled and walked forward, leaned over and raised the phonograph, while talking
"When Ling Yuxuan took this, he was aimed at its weight."
Ji Sang:….
She doesn't know how to look at the phonograph to be the most valuable. In addition to time, is weight also one of the factors that measure?
But... it would be too easy for Fu Yis to pick up this.
With professional instinct, Ji Sang subconsciously looked at Fu Yis' arm. Because of the force, the blue veins on the man's hand were slightly raised, and Fu Yis had already maintained exercise, so the lines of his arm were also very good.
The scene is picturesque.
Ji Sang suddenly remembered that half a year ago, when she came back from abroad, Fu Yis came to pick her up, and her arms looked so beautiful when she took the suitcase.
She wanted to take a photo at that time.
Ji Sang's hand hanging from the side of his legs suddenly grabbed, and Fu Yis noticed that her eyes were also seen.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Sang pursed his lower lip
"That...I want to shoot"
The man raised his eyebrows slightly
"shoot?"
Looking down at himself, thinking about where Ji Sang was staring at him just now, Fu Yis's eyes became clear
"Photo...me?"
Ji Sang nodded quickly.
The last time she filmed Fuez was the time when he finished his morning exercise.
"Or, go to the gym to take pictures! I haven't taken pictures in the gym yet!"
The corners of Fu Yis's originally hooked mouth sank, his eyes slightly sank, and his tone slightly cool
"Which gym do you want to go to take a photo?"
"ah?"
Ji Sang didn't understand what Fu Yis meant for a moment, and the man frowned
"Ji Sang, don't go to such places for me to take pictures. If you want to take pictures, just take pictures at the gym at home. Take pictures of me, huh?"
After saying that, Fu Yis suddenly remembered something.
He had heard Ji Sang occasionally mention that because of Su Ge, she took several shots of fashion magazines.
So, every time, she stared at another man for at least an hour?
Fu Yis was inexplicably not very wonderful.
Ji Sang did not notice the change in the eyes of the man and was in a strong interest.
"Then let's go now!"
She could already imagine that Fu Yis was wearing sportswear, doing push-ups, and sweating profusely!
Furis:...
"Mrs. Fu, don't have supper anymore?"
Ji Sang:...
"Ao, I forgot!"
Ji Sang patted her head gently. She had been preparing for this dinner for a long time just now.
The man shook his head.
In photography, Ji Sang has always been like this and has become stupid.
As the two walked down the stairs, Fu Yis added
"You can shoot me, but you have to promise me and exercise with me later."
Fu Yis had long discovered that Ji Sang could endure hardships and endure hard work in photography, but he really didn't do a little exercise in daily life.
"OK"
Ji Sang didn't think too much, as long as he could take pictures of Fu Ess.
Moreover, she would go to shoot whale falls and exercise to avoid getting uncomfortable when she was too late.
After going downstairs, Ji Sang refocused on the phonograph.
"Will you make this?"
Fu Yis shook his head. He was not very interested in retro things. He had never used them once since Ling Yuxuan sent them. It was when he saw Ji Sang excitedly creating the atmosphere tonight that he remembered that there was such a thing in the vacant room.
"Do you want to call Xiaoxuan?"
Fuez snorted
“He won’t understand, either”
The man leaned over and looked carefully at the structure of the phonograph. It was actually quite simple. It was divided into four parts: turntable, big speaker, tonearm, and vocalist.
After watching for a minute, Fu Yis stood up straight
"I'm afraid it can only be used as a decoration tonight."
"Why?"
The man pointed to the turntable
"I probably know how to operate it, but there are no records at home."
When Ling Yuxuan gave it to him, he only gave him a phonograph.
Ji Sang:...
"That's it, that's all."
Although there were regrets, the two of them were not entangled in this matter. Even if it was just a decoration, the atmosphere created was enough.
They had to exercise later, so the two of them did not drink alcohol and replaced it with milk.
Two people, one dining table, and several dishes.
Occasionally talk about trivial things in life, and occasionally say a few ambiguous words between husband and wife.
A simple dinner, extremely warm.
After dinner, the two of them took a walk to digest food and waited for an hour before exercising.
Ji Sang changed into a sportswear.
Black sports vest, black slim sports trousers.
Originally, she would add a coat outside, but thinking that she was at home, Ji Sang was lazy and only wore a vest.
Chapter completed!