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Chapter 30 The first class in the Light and Shadow Lab

Bai Zhou looked at the strange eyes from the teachers who were eating around him, and hurriedly held Lin Xiao's shoulder and sent it back to his seat.

"Teacher Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Xiao also saw the gazes from the teachers around him, his face turned red, and he secretly stuck out his tongue.

The two of them had apart from the canteen, and Lin Xiao spoke again.

"Teacher Bai, I won't go back to the office. I'm going to study the student Chen Xiaoxiao carefully. I'll leave first, see you Mr. Bai!"

Bai Zhou looked at Lin Xiaofeng's back with a little helplessness.

"After all, I'm still a little girl who just graduated!"

He didn't think about it when he said this. He was not a young man who had just graduated.

Bai Zhou returned home this time and had a lot of books in his hand, including all kinds of books.

According to Bai Zhou's own words, "Books are the ladder of human progress!"

In fact, it was just a TV show. Bai Zhou had already watched it, and everything was boring. As for computers, since he learned about the power of the four words "system-produced", he has set his sights on "system-produced computers" worth 10,000 points.

In order to kill time, Bai Zhou could only buy some books to come back and take a look.

At 5:30 the next morning, Bai Zhou woke up on time.

Bai Zhou was a little tired of this idle morning.

What? I read books when I wake up early in the morning? Forget it, Bai Zhou is not that kind of academic master.

In the end, Bai Zhou chose to practice morning!

However, I soon discovered that this simple morning exercise was done with Bai Zhou, and he didn't take a breath, and it was useless at all, so he gave up.

Bai Zhou drove to the school early and walked around the campus without doing anything. At this time, his cell phone rang.

A strange number? Bai Zhou answered the phone in confusion.

"Hey? Who?"

"Hey? Is it Teacher Bai?" A male voice came from the other side, who sounded old.

"I am, who are you?"

"Hello Teacher Bai, today I will take the students to the Light and Shadow Laboratory for class. It will start on time at 8 o'clock. I hope Teacher Bai will not be late. Thank you for your cooperation!"

Although his words sounded polite, Bai Zhou felt a commanding tone from his words, which made Bai Zhou very uncomfortable.

However, in the principle of not delaying students' classes, Bai Zhou quickly returned to his office.

At eight o'clock, a young man with glasses and a heavy gel on his hair walked in.

Bai Zhou was curious if he could cut fruit by pulling out his hair?

I guess this is the teacher in this class.

Bai Zhou received the laboratory use approval form submitted by the young man, which contained the signature of the director of the teaching department.

"Is an indoor portrait photography class an elective course?" The information about this class is naturally marked.

"This Niu De is a newly graduated postdoctoral fellow who is here to be an intern teacher? No wonder he is so awesome!"

This elective course is not "choose to study or not", but "choose which subject to study" for several courses. In a sense, it is also a compulsory course, but it is just a class that is in chaos in one grade.

Soon, shortly after Teacher Niu Decai came in, nearly forty sophomore students also walked in one after another.

Bai Zhou watched Niu Decai and the forty students fiddling with various props in the laboratory.

What are you waiting for if you don’t know, foam boards, black and white cloth and other things.

He developed a strong interest. After all, he used to visit this laboratory frequently, and now this laboratory has become his own office. It is really unreasonable to not understand the relevant knowledge.

"System, buy..."

Bai Zhou glanced at the approval form on the table.

“Purchase portrait photography related knowledge!”

"Ding! Proficient in portrait photography art, consumes 150 recognition points!"

Bai Zhou felt a light flashing in his mind instantly, and then his eyes were no longer full of curiosity and confusion.

At this time, Teacher Niu Decai started his own long discussion.

"The so-called portrait photography is a photography form with characters as the main creative object... a long time ago..."

In this way, let alone the students, even Bai Zhou, who was watching the fun, was a little drowsy.

Bai Zhou is now a little suspicious, "Have he moved Baidu Encyclopedia down?"

Finally, when the students standing below began to whisper left and right, the postdoctoral fellow also ended his long discussion.

"Everyone knows where we are now?"

Niu Decai thought he was very friendly to interact with the students, but no one paid attention to him at all.

They are sophomores, not elementary school students?

Seeing that no one answered him, Niu Decai didn't feel embarrassed and continued.

"Students, yesterday I asked you to find the portrait photography photos you like. Have you all prepared?"

Soon, the first student walked up with a tablet.

Bai Zhou was right beside him, so he clearly saw a photo displayed on the tablet.

While Niu Decai was carefully looking at the photo, Bai Zhou, who had just glanced at him, information about the photo was quickly flashed through his mind.

The various parameters of aperture size, sensitivity, shutter speed, color temperature and focal length used were instantly clearly listed in Bai Zhou's mind.

"I didn't expect that an ordinary portrait photography would have such complex professional requirements!"

Bai Zhou nodded silently in his heart.

After Bai Zhou had already practiced the lighting arrangement of this photo in his mind, Niu De nodded as if it were true.

"The photos this classmate looked for are very good, and it is obviously not a typical lighting method."

As soon as he finished speaking, the student who handed him the photo immediately showed an incredible expression, with a little sarcasm in his eyes, which clearly meant to be said.

"Nonsense, if it's a typical lighting, I'd have to ask you?"

The students standing below made several depressing sneering sounds. Obviously, everyone was very dissatisfied with the teacher's explanation.

Niu Decai seemed to have not heard it and said to himself.

"We can discuss this photo together, first of all, my point of view."

"The photo is very simple to take. It only requires a bright light source and a flash. Such light can highlight the contour of the subject's facial contour and show a masculine beauty..."

"Old...teacher...the introduction of this photo is written below, he used at least five lights."

The student who handed him the photo carefully took Niu Decai's explanation.

Niu Decai frowned slightly as he listened to the student's interruption of his explanation.

"Of course, five lights can take such an effect, but in the laboratory, we only need to arrange two light sources to complete this photo." As he said that, he raised his head consciously.

“This is the difference between professionalism and amateurism!”

The student looked at Niu Decai's nostrils facing the sky, and there was a black line on his forehead, and another student spoke.

"Teacher, look at the direction of the light in this photo, it seems that it is not just shining from two directions, so it forms a different shadow."

Niu Decai frowned even deeper and said impatiently.

"Adding a light shield to the eternal lamp can naturally play this role. Haven't you learned all the theoretical knowledge of your freshman year?"

What else did that student want to say?

"But...."

"Nothing is true!" Niu Decai seemed very disgusted with the student's refusal to his remarks and directly interrupted the student's words.

In fact, Niu Decai is now in a very nervous and confused state.

After all, this is his first formal class. He has committed a common problem that teachers have more or less, that is, forcibly establishing his majesty as a teacher.

We must confirm the characterization of "I am a teacher, you are a student, I will teach you to listen."

So this tension caused his emotional irrational fluctuations.
Chapter completed!
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