It was the Chinese New Year all at once, and I was a fresh graduate who had not found a job for half a year.

Life is almost a very failure. My mother wants me to go to work at her insurance company after the New Year.

Of course I have another identity, that is, a formal employee of Alibaba.

Only Dahai knows this identity, and Dahai obviously believes in my identity.

Dahai knew that I had a job and started to get upset about me, and my parents took a break after the Chinese New Year.

Dad has thirteen days off and mom has seven days off.

My parents, who were idle, began to pay more attention to me, and both of them used their own methods.

My father started to run in the morning, and I obviously wouldn't go back.

I don't know whether the sea can rise, but I definitely can't go out nearby.

At noon, my father would find a small stool for me to go out with him to bask in the sun.

Although it is the beginning of spring, it is still a little cold around.

It is impossible for the sun to shine, and I refused again.

Dad shouted, "Forget running in the morning, I can't get up. I won't be able to get up if I don't bask in the sun at noon. I will go with me to ride a bike by the river at night, don't try to hide. Now I can use that Mobike to use my mobile phone, and I can ride unlimitedly after giving the deposit one dollar."

I shook my head: "If you don't go, Dad, you don't know that Mobike has already collapsed. Many people can't get a lot of money, and they have been queued up for a few years. You can see it yourself? Can you withdraw it?"

"There is something like this? No wonder I saw so many broken cars on the way to work recently and no one repaired them. So that's it?" Dad wanted to pull me to ride a bike at night, but at this time he started to look at his phone.

"Two hundred yuan, what should I do if I can't push it off?" Dad muttered and sat on the sofa.

Dad obviously failed. When he failed at noon in the morning, his plan for the evening was also refuted in advance.

At this time, my mother obviously couldn't see it anymore, so she said helplessly: "It's okay if you don't exercise, you can go out now. There is a photo shop on the street. Go and have four one-inch photos."

"Don't I have photos? The kind in school?" I explained.

"When are those things? The signboards when I was in school cannot be used. The master who took photos at the entrance of our alley was very good. He played me well in half an hour. You can do it and use the photos you brought for you when you go to work after the New Year." Mom said and took a photo of 100 yuan.

"Can I not go?" I said helplessly.

"Don't you go and take photos? When will you drag it? Then there are still a lot of things waiting for you to join the company. Take good photos early. You shave before going to the barber shop, cut your hair and shave before taking photos. What will it look like?" Mom said as she took out my shoes from the shoe cabinet.

Helplessly, I almost had no excuses when I didn't want to go out.

I had no choice but to go out, and my mother shouted behind me, "Go early, I'll have to have lunch."

I lit my head and walked out. This was my first time going out in half a year.

The sun outside is indeed a bit dazzling, and the old man downstairs is basking in the community.

I was walking on the road, and the barber shop was located in the center of the street.

I cut my hair and shaved my beard and looked much more refreshing.

After leaving the barber shop, I walked forward and arrived at the entrance of the alley.

I saw the convenience store at the entrance of the alley, and the other side was the photo shop.

I walked in, and the old man inside smiled and said, "Roqiao, right?"

I smiled awkwardly and nodded my head.

"Last time you came, you were the first year of high school. Your mother would mention you every time she came to take a photo. She said she would take you here and let me give you a better look." The old man smiled.

I lit my head and remembered that my mother also helped people run the company business by selling insurance. So sometimes I needed to take photos, and there were a lot of them.

I smiled awkwardly: "My mother asked me to take a picture of a new crown."

"Twenty yuan." The old man smiled and opened the door behind.

There is a small room inside, with a bench in the room.

Behind is a colorful curtain, which has been adjusted to blue.

I walked over and sat down, and the old man smiled and debugged the camera.

After debugging the SLR camera, he smiled: "Look at this place, smile. His mouth, his teeth are exposed."

Crack, the flash hit my face.

The old man took out the memory card in the camera, walked to the computer and sat down.

I looked at the old man's computer, and it was still the XP system at this time.

The old man poured into the album and opened the PS. The old man, who was older, began to tinker with the picture.

I made my face sharp, my skin white, and then I started to polish my skin. I was so hard that I could do it.

Only then did I understand why my mother likes to come to the elderly to take photos because the photos will be very unreal.

But this unreality is very pleasing, and I can't help but think of myself in my mind.

I told Dahai that I work at Alibaba. Isn’t this another kind of beautification?

If I earn eight or nine thousand yuan a month on Alibaba, can my mother's insurance company also achieve eight or nine thousand yuan?

But if Dahai asks me again where I work, I will still say Alibaba.

This is vanity, just like taking pictures now.

My skin is not white and I don't look good either.

The old man used the XP system to get my photos for half an hour. The old man was smiling proudly: "I'll save a file for your computer. I'll call the photo in the future and I'll print it out for you."

The old man collected twenty yuan and achieved a free photo of the crown worth more than twenty yuan.

I waved to leave with the photo. It is true that the old man's price and technique are an advantage in our street.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I patted my arm with one hand: "Luqiao!"

I heard the familiar voice and subconsciously turned my head.

"Why are you back?" Dahai asked.

I looked at the sea in front of me, my beard and long hair.

Not to mention the appearance, it’s like I just went out and didn’t organize it.

I even saw myself in Dahai. I turned my head and fortunately I took care of it. I quickly came up with an excuse: "I'm back from taking leave and I'm back for the New Year."

"Oh, so that's it. No? You just told me yesterday that you wouldn't come back and you have to work overtime?" Dahai said in confusion.

"I thought about it and gave my work to my colleagues. I just came back in the morning and it wasn't long after I came back." I quickly explained.

"I saw you coming out of Grandpa Tian's photo studio? My mother saw you going in and told me. I didn't believe it yet, but I didn't expect it was you." Dahai reacted.

"Oh oh oh, the company wants me to be free of a crown. It should be a wall of employees' honors. I'll take photos here when I come back. Grandpa is good at shooting, and I'm very good at taking photos." I shook the paper bag in my hand.
Chapter completed!