Chapter 18 Collective Photo

Chen Yuan originally wanted to write a more radical version of the Seven Kill Poem.
That classic verse that was written after being tricked by the people of Sichuan and Chongqing into using *huoma* to scrub hooks, then slaughtering Sichuan and Chongqing.
But he thought, there's no need to be too radical.
So, he would just hand it in like this...
Never mind.
Chen Yuan felt that this was not very good. After all, he was a public figure, a face for No. 11 High School.
Moreover, Gu Chuan came to No. 11 High School to find him with so much expectation and so many regrets, and then saw that he was such an abstract person, he might be a little disappointed...
So, Chen Yuan crossed out the poem he had just written.
At the same time, he also crossed out his ambition to just get into any undergraduate university.
Too pretentious was not good.
It was like being the number one seed in the World Championship and being asked what his goal was, and then saying 'barely win the wild card,' just pure pretense.
Because normal people know that this is completely impossible.
So, think again...
So, Chen Yuan turned his attention to Zhou Fu next to him.
Then, she directly covered the note: "What are you doing?"
"Just take a look for reference, I really don't know how to write this." Chen Yuan said.
"Think of a way yourself." Zhou Fu was unwilling to let him see it.
After all, she was a little arrogant about her dream school...
People are like this.
Even if they don't study hard and put in more effort, they still hope to get better results.
This is the famous 'always want to get something for free' principle.
And her target school is Lúmén University.
Since her friends are so powerful, then her... ambition can't be small!
No, is all I have left just ambition?
Can't you really work harder, Zhou Dàfú, *wuwu*.
Everyone was writing.
Although Lao Mo didn't urge them, he didn't seem to want to give them too much time on this matter. So, he urged slightly: "We'll be taking photos on the playground later, don't dawdle too much."
Since that's the case, let's just be conventional.
Ideal school: Huaqing University or Jìběi University
Motto: shoutu.
Okay, this seems more humble and polite.
In this way, Chen Yuan handed in his note.
About ten minutes later, after everyone was done, it was finally time to take the group photo.
"Why is there still a group photo?" Zhou Fu asked curiously, "What's the difference between this and the graduation photo?"
"Well, it's a little less formal, for posting on the pillars." Chen Yuan explained, "And, we can be a little more creative."
"Is that especially interesting?" Zhou Fu asked expectantly.
"No, the school prohibits being too interesting. But you can be, appropriately interesting." Chen Yuan said.
"I don't quite understand..."
In this way, the third graders went downstairs in batches to take group photos.
Each time, about four or five classes.
When Class 18 went, they happened to see Class 15 taking photos.
Then, the boys in the class watched with great interest.
Although there were many beautiful girls in Class 18, represented by Tang Siwen and the mercenary Zhou Fu.
But Class 15 was the strongest liberal arts class in the whole school, with more than eighty-five percent of the students being girls.

The more girls there are, the bigger the base number, the more beautiful girls there will naturally be.
It can be said that in this class, even an excellent dark-skinned beauty like 47 couldn't rank in the top three.
Of course, black skin gets a little extra credit with Chen Yuan, enough to be number one.
No, black skin gets so much extra credit? Are you a black-skin simp!
That's not the case.
"Chinese learning as the base, Western learning for application," a domestic beauty with a little black skin is still quite charming...
Damn, why did I automatically inherit Tang Jian's mantle after he left!
No, no, let's go back to the pale, thin, and young aesthetic.
And the idea for their photos was to take them in two batches.
About twenty-five people on each side.
One group made the gesture of an aircraft carrier taking off, and the other group was a pure girl combination, circling around and posing as a flower of some kind...
But to be fair, because there were Cheng Haiying and 47, it was really pleasing to the eye.
But there were still some boys in their class, but they didn't let the boys join the ranks of pretending to be flowers, damn, is this gender discrimination?
Sooner or later, they'll have to build a company full of boys, boys help boys!
Are you talking about a construction site?
……
"Okay, next class."
In this way, after happily finishing with the beauty class, the *sèláng* photographer visibly disappointed, beckoned Class 18 to come over.
"Byd, even treating us differently." Zhou Yu complained.
"Really makes people think of Ji Shuai Ding Han." Chen Yuan echoed.
"After Tang Jian left, you seem to be taking on more of his role..."
"Oh right, Tang Jian isn't here, should we give him some presence too?" Chen Yuan suggested, "Like holding up a phone and pointing the photo at the camera?"
"The phone seems a little too small." Zhou Yu pondered for a while, and suddenly had an idea, "How about taking a tablet, pull up a close-up of his head, and hold it in front of your chest..."
"Tang Jian is gone, not dead!" He Sijiao couldn't stand the brain-damaged boys in the class.
But they were all pretty cute...
"Do you have any ideas, or want to put together a pattern?" The photographer said to Class 18.
Then, everyone started talking at once.
So, Zhang Chao interrupted: "Let's talk one by one, and then everyone votes."
In this way, all kinds of ideas were put forward.
In the end, the one with the most votes was the static Cxk playing basketball pattern.
But soon, it was opposed by a few girls.
"No!"
"How boring!"
"We can't go by voting, this is tyranny against girls."
"How about we split into two groups too, one for us girls, and one for you boys."
This idea was quickly approved.
The girls also automatically took sides.
But when some of the girls were all standing together, they found that the two most beautiful girls in the class hadn't moved, and were standing next to Chen Yuan...
"Ah, there are traitors."
"I can understand Zhou Fu, but why is Tang Siwen joining the boys' side too?"
"...Why can Zhou Fu understand." Zhou Fu felt a little aggrieved.
"Because you like playing with boys the most." Chen Yuan said.
Then, Zhou Fu pinched the flesh on his thigh hard and whispered a reminder: "Don't let people recall bullied memories!"

"...It hurts, it hurts."
Chen Yuan quickly begged for mercy.
And Tang Siwen was also hesitating.
On one side was girls help girls, on the other side was Chen Yuan...
But her body didn't move, still standing on Chen Yuan's side.
Never mind, the girls don't need her help either.
"Don't make it so confrontational, aren't we taking two photos? Then one plan for the boys, one plan for the girls."
After He Meng said something reasonable, everyone agreed.
Then, they took group photos in two patterns.
In the girls' group, everyone was just acting as NPCs.
But when it came to the boys' time...
"I'll form the middle part!"
"I'll form the straps!"
"I'll form the basketball!"
"I'll form Little Kun Kun!"
"It won't pass censorship!"
In this way, everyone in the group photo, the more abstract the better.
After all, it's not a graduation photo, it doesn't need to be too good-looking.
Of course, graduation photos aren't good-looking either.
It all depends on the photographer and the model.
For example, with Xinyu, even if Chen Yuan took random photos, he couldn't capture an ugly photo.
The three elements of taking pictures: beautiful people, beautiful people, and still beautiful people!
After everyone finished taking pictures, it was the next group's turn.
And because the other group also needed to pose for a long time, in the meantime, the photographer suddenly thought of something.
A small act to cater to the authorities.
So, he said to Chen Yuan: "Chen Yuan, come here for a moment."
"What?"
Chen Yuan was puzzled and walked over.
The photographer standing in front of the tripod took the initiative to say: "Let me take one for you too."
Anyway, they'll all be posted, so it's okay to take one of Chen Yuan.
He Hongtao, this man, is almost treating... no, he already treats him as his own son, giving him something like a promotional photo, he'd probably be happy too.
After all, Chen Yuan is now the face of No. 11 High School.
"Take one of me alone? That's not very good."
"Then call a few teammates over?"
"Okay."
In this way, Chen Yuan told Zhou Fu, Tang Siwen and others about this.
Then, He Sijiao and Zhou Fu began to discuss various poses...
And Chen Yuan was obviously unwilling to do those poses.
Too girly.
At this moment, Zhou Yu found a photo and showed it to Chen Yuan.
"Good, good, good!" Chen Yuan had wanted to take this kind of photo for a long time, and agreed directly.
And after He Sijiao and Zhou Fu leaned over, their faces sank all of a sudden.
"No, absolutely refuse." He Sijiao denied.
"It's impossible to take this kind of thing." Zhou Fu also denied, "This is about the image of beautiful girls."
At this moment, Tang Siwen, who had also leaned over, didn't react as strongly as the two of them, but said quite calmly: "So cool."
"???" Zhou Fu and He Sijiao were stunned, and said in unison, "Where is that cool?"
"I think it's especially cool." Tang Siwen gave a thumbs up, expressionless.
"Okay, okay, get two more people."
Seeing Tang Siwen agree, Chen Yuan simply grabbed her, and together with Zhou Yu, continued to call people.
At this time, Cheng Haiying and 47 came over and greeted Chen Yuan and the others.
"Are you taking pictures?" So, Chen Yuan took the initiative to say, "The photographer is helping us, we can take one more."

"Okay, no problem." 47 agreed with a smile.
"Look at the picture first."
Chen Yuan handed Zhou Yu's phone to 47.
And after seeing the picture, 47 was even more excited: "So cool! Okay!"
"Then Cheng Hai..."
Before Chen Yuan could finish speaking, he saw the other party take four or five steps back in a row.
By the time he realized it, the distance was already a bit far.
As a school beauty, she still has a bit of baggage.
"But this requires five people, it won't work if there's one missing." 47 said.
So, everyone began to think.
Because they were all thinking of acquaintances, this candidate was more difficult to choose.
If Tang Jian was here, how great that would be.
At this moment, Chen Yuan saw a person, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Zhou Yu, look in the direction of two o'clock."
Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, looked over, and then was filled with disbelief.
"Are you really going to play this big?"
"Of course."
"Then go!"
Zhou Yu was no ordinary person, and now that it had come to this, of course he had to be brave.
So...
"You guys take the picture..."
Lao Mo didn't quite understand what these kids were going to do, but after all, Chen Yuan had invited him, and he didn't want to refuse.
It was good that they could think of the teacher at this time.
But this photo combination was really a bit strange.
There was also a little girl from Class 15.
"So, what do I need to do?" Lao Mo knew that this group photo required some action, so he took the initiative to ask.
Of course, the maximum extent he could accept was raising his hand and waving at the camera...
"It's okay, teacher, just stand here."
Chen Yuan just arranged Lao Mo in the second position from the left.
He didn't quite understand, but he did as he was told.
Then, he was shocked to see Zhou Yu, who was a little in front of him, squat down, with his hands spread out strangely...
"Teacher, put your hands on your chest." Chen Yuan said, "It's about to be taken."
"Ah?"
Lao Mo didn't quite understand the situation, but because someone was urging him, he had no choice but to do so...
Then, with a click.
After the five people posed, an excellent group photo appeared.
And He Sijiao, who was watching from afar, didn't dare to look directly, and put her hand on her forehead: "Unbelievable, that Tang Siwen, a beautiful girl, would actually make such a move..."
"After all, she thinks it's cool." Zhou Fu said weakly.
And those watching this were not just them.
"Damn, the Ginyu Force!"
Among the 00s kids in the third grade, there were still some who recognized it.
In this way, the five people formed the Ginyu Force entrance pose from left to right, Chen Yuan, Lao Mo, Zhou Yu, Tang Siwen, and 47...
And after taking the photo, turning around and discovering what his beloved students were doing, Lao Mo, a man in his forties, was ashamed to blush for the first time: "No, no, this one won't do."
(End of this chapter)