Polaroids of this era are supposed to be slightly blurry, but when Jiang Han looked at this photo, the clarity was comparable to the mobile phone cameras produced by first-class companies selling buildings later. It was quite magical.
The tsunami composed of translucent red sea flowers was perfectly photographed.
She put the photo in her wallet with satisfaction and wanted to show it off to her sister when she went back.
"This kind of camera is still very useful at certain times. Compared with today's cameras, it is small and convenient." Lin Zhaojun pulled his collar, held up his soft hat, and stretched out his hand, "Our current camera is probably
It’s a little bigger than my upper body, and in recent years it’s said that it’s only a little bigger than my head.”
Your metaphor makes my head hurt... Jiang Han hummed curiously, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Zhaojun's arm, and asked as he and the other party walked towards the banquet hall:
"Will it get smaller in the future?"
"Of course not. Judging from the standards of copper, iron and tin, their creations cannot be made small unless a witch hand-crafts them for several days. If we want to simplify the process, it should be the limit now." Lin Zhaojun said proudly again.
, "But if you let me do it, I can make a camera like this in fifteen minutes."
She waved the Polaroid and asked Jiang Han to look over.
Witches are indeed the number one productive force. They rub crystal tubes and silicon products by hand... Jiang Han guessed that the witches have not thought about how to use crystal tubes now, and the same goes for mobile phones. Nowadays, mobile phone batteries are removable, and they will have to wait until the next 2004 years.
There is progress. Of course, the witch may also be able to develop an integrated mobile phone faster. After all, magic is unreasonable.
It is said that in 1600, a witch built an electric boat. Unfortunately, due to insufficient insulation, the boat rose directly into the sky.
Watching Lin Zhaojun put the camera back, she held the other person's hand and followed the other person's steps into the door, accompanied by the members of the Jue City female model team.
A traditional symphony was being played on the main stage, with the blond conductor waving his baton and the empty orchestra instruments playing automatically.
The music was light and melodious, with occasional playful sudden changes in style from symphony to jazz, then suddenly to blues, and finally to a piano solo. Jiang Han was mesmerized by the music, but was not completely immersed in it. She saw a
The tall witch came to them with a petite female companion on her arm.
The tall witch Jiang Han had a slight impression, and after thinking for a moment, she remembered that because the other party had a mysterious smile like Mona Lisa on her face, she recognized it at a glance. This was the coach of the Fow Horseheads, Rachel Lin, or rather...
Rachel Lin.
She is very good-looking, with a unique mixed-race look, and a pair of mysterious and charming amethyst-colored pupils. She is wearing a purple evening dress with exquisite lace and gold bronzing prints, and a large purple-gold butterfly.
The headband gives the whole person a sense of elegance and mystery.
It was hard for Jiang Han to imagine that such an elegant and mysterious lady could actually be some of the coaches with the worst reputations in the country.
While she was still looking at the other party, Lin Zhaojun walked over, lifted up her skirt with her free hand, then bent her knees slightly, and waited for the other party to return the favor and said:
"Long time no see. The last time we met was at the GoG Masters?"
"It's a bit old, but I think it is." Lin Rachel replied, her voice was gentle, like a loving mother. The witch's eyes turned slightly, and she also made a skirt-lifting ceremony to Jiang Han, and then pulled her to do the same.
The female companion said: "This is Miss An Xin."
Lin Zhaojun secretly pulled down the hem of Jiang Han's skirt to wake her up from her thoughts. She held the skirt in her hand and bent her knees slightly, listening to Lin Zhaojun's introduction:
"This is Miss Jiang Han."
While the two were chatting, she looked at Lin Rachel's female companion, An Xin, who had a sweet smile and a baby-fat face. If she and Lin Zhaojun were the royal-sister type among dwarfs, then An Xin was the luoli type.
Then Jiang Han glanced at Lin Zhaojun's chest. Unsurprisingly, it was a steel plate. He shook his head slightly. Lin Zhaojun must be a girl's style.
An Xin is also a steel plate, Jiang Han discovered this when she came over, which made Jiang Han immune to her beautiful legs and good looks.
"Miss, your hairband is very beautiful."
A maroon bow headband, tied with a golden ribbon engraved with runes.
Jiang Han is not rune-blind. After taking a look at it, he can tell what the rune says:
[When the profit reaches 10%, some people are ready to take action; when the profit reaches 50%, some people dare to take risks; when the profit reaches 100%, they dare to trample all laws in the world; and when the profit reaches 300%, even
I am not afraid of the gallows.】
"It's enchanted with a simple spell to keep my hair dry." An Xin chuckled and stood next to her, looking at the two witches chatting with her, and whispered, "The scene in the spiritual sea just now was really amazing.
Shocking, I have only read about this kind of scene in books, wow, the overwhelming red ocean drowned us..."
"Yes, it is indeed shocking. It is completely different from the scenery you can see in China..." Jiang Han sighed with emotion. There are many wonders in the witch's world, but none of them can compare to the tsunami composed of sea flowers.
Shocking, maybe the pictures of dozens of floating cities can be compared?
"The folding space is considered domestic." An Xin straightened her back and said seriously.
The spirit is very unusual... That's right, witches have always been very proud. The witches in China are both inferior and arrogant. They are most likely patriots... Jiang Han guessed that from a legal perspective, the folded space is considered a land without an owner.
Yes. But according to existing legal principles, it is indeed Chinese territory or territorial waters.
She rolled her eyes slightly and quietly covered up the topic to avoid the cognitive differences between the two. Just like Barcelona fans and Real Madrid fans becoming friends, they try not to talk about football, or only talk about the Bundesliga and Premier League:
"I heard that the scenery in many folding spaces is very special..."
Jiang Han had a great conversation with An Xin, and she also learned that Miss An's position was to raise swans, which surprised her. Perhaps seeing her curiosity, An Xin straightened her back and said very proudly:
"Goose feathers are a magical material. In modern times, most of the cores of the fast wands used by witches are made of goose feathers! So it is a matter of honor for me and my family to raise swans. In the Western world, even only the big nobles
The little nobles below are qualified to be goose raisers, but in the East, whether it is Japan or our country, goose raising is only qualified for the scholar class and the warrior class."
"It's amazing. My family, um, my family is... a civil servant?" Jiang Han tried his best to recall that Comrade Jiang Xuan should be a civil servant, and Ms. Ye Keshu is also a half-civil servant. They both belong to the newspaper-reading and tea-drinking class.
A strong person who drinks five to six liters of tea a day without having to go to the bathroom.
"Iron rice bowl." An Xin exclaimed in admiration, with a bit of envy in her words.
Regardless of the country at that time, the attitude towards the iron rice bowl of civil servants was unanimously envious.
For example, if a job pays 8,000 yuan per month, and a civil servant pays 5,000 yuan per month, it is actually better to be a civil servant, because the 5,000 paid by a civil servant is a real 5,000 yuan without any changes, and he enjoys various benefits.
, it is still a solid job, and it is impossible to lose it unless something serious happens. This kind of stability is enviable, but for people who don’t know much about it, they may think: 'Why would you envy a career with a low salary?'
After a while, Lin Zhaojun and Lin Rachel finished talking. The two of them came over. Lin Rachel smiled and asked them:
"What are you talking about so happily?"
"Talk about new acquaintances and new friends." An Xin stroked the bow on her head, smiled at Jiang Han, and nodded slightly.
"Speaking of new friends, since Miss Jiang Han is An Xin's new friend, she is also my friend." Lin Rachel stepped forward, took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Jiang Han, "Is there anything I can do to help?
If you are busy, just contact me and I will spare no effort to help every friend of mine."
"See you later, Jiang Han." An Xin put her hand on Lin Rachel's hand.
"Well, see you later, An Xin." Jiang Han put away the business card and put his arm around Lin Zhaojun.
Now I have become a friend of God R... Jiang Han said to himself silently, looked at Miss Lin and asked:
"You are very familiar with her?"
"Excellent." Lin Zhaojun blinked at her, "After I announced my participation in the draft, the FOW Horseheads failed for a season under Rachel's request. At the same time, the teams that failed were all over Asia, and they all
She wanted to get me, and God R was very close to me at that time, very close. There was a 55% chance that she would not get the No. 1 pick, otherwise I might put on the horse-headed shirt."
I understand... Jiang Han also feels a little pity for the horse-headed people. According to what several members of the Juecheng team said in chats, they not only missed Li Lian, but also missed Lin Zhaojun.
