"This photo looks like it's moving, comrade, that pose you've struck is truly beautiful."
The store owner stared at the image in the camera, looking again and again with increasing satisfaction.
He didn't expect that his own hands could take such aesthetically pleasing photos.
Could it be that not touching the camera for a while actually improved his skills?
Thinking of this, he peeked out to glance at the girl who had once again settled gracefully on the stool.
When she smiled at him, a thought surged intensely in his mind, and his hand, as if disobedient, directly pressed the shutter.
"Click," the image froze.
In the camera, the girl had a radiant, sweet smile on her face, her slightly curled red lips appeared tender even through the lens, and those smiling eyes seemed capable of capturing one's soul, exuding a deadly allure.
