The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

"Governor, the Django has sunk."

Avalanche and Django both sank.

They were sunk in order from north to south according to the port.

Albert Salo could no longer sleep: "Electrify Li Guangzong immediately and ask them to stop their barbaric behavior immediately. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a declaration of war on French Indochina and a declaration of war on France!"

At this time, no one in Vietnam called it Jiaozhi anymore, most of it was called Annam.

A few people call it Vietnam, and France calls it French Indochina.

Albert Salo hurriedly put on his clothes. Hearing the buzz of insects outside, he felt inexplicably irritable and uninterested.

Damn Zhao Chuanxin, can't you cooperate with me and show off? You have to make trouble, right?

After getting dressed, he ordered again: "Deploy additional patrol boats on the coastline. Once enemies are discovered, they can open fire on their own. Coast defense guns and fortress guns are ready to go..."

The coastal defense artillery is a French cannon, and the fortress is a permanent fortification built after the French colonized this area. Together with the coastal defense artillery, it is extremely strong and highly concealable.

All in all, Albert Salo would never give up half of Australia like Britain.

He wanted to defend the colony.

He insisted not to let Li Guangzong build a radio tower in Annan. Another reason was that he was worried that Zhao Chuanxin would also set up an ecological protection zone in Annan.

Half an hour later, someone came to report: "Governor, the Orly has sunk."

Albert Salo went crazy: "Has the telegram been sent?"

"Sent."

"No reply?"

"No."

When Zhao Chuanxin fought alone, there was never any battle report.

So Li Guangzong didn't know what was going on.

But he only needed to see a few threats from Albert Salo to know that they were in danger.

"I gave you a chance."

An hour later, Li Guangzong received another telegram from Albert Salo, telling him that he had released workers and engineers and asked him to stop the attack immediately, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Albert Salo vaguely threatened Li Guangzong that if he did not stop attacking their gunboats, he would attack these workers and engineers.

He replied to Albert Salo: When his request for release was rejected, Xuan and Fa became in conflict, and they were desperate for results. Death was inevitable, just like two tigers fighting, it is difficult to stop the war unless one party surrenders.

When Albert Salo received the telegram, his forehead throbbed with veins.

Too arrogant.

One must be defeated.

Kill if you like, and repay ten with ten.

Albert Salo really did not dare to kill those workers and engineers.

But he didn't let anyone go.

At noon, his subordinates came to report as if they were mourning for a heir: "Governor, the Tarquin has sunk..."

Albert Salo asked dejectedly: "What can we really do about him?"

The subordinates said: "According to reports from soldiers from all sides, they saw Zhao Chuanxin driving a type of fast boat with a speed of 200 knots, and the artillery shells could not hit him at all. Whenever it came close to our gunboat, the fast boat would mysteriously disappear. Then the gunboat It will be scuttled, and we won’t even be able to organize an effective counterattack..."

"200 knots?" Albert Sado broke into disbelief: "What ship can run 200 knots?"

"Maybe more."

Now there are only two gunboats left on the coast.

If Zhao Chuanxin is defeated, Annan's rule will be shaken, and there will be no way to deter surrounding forces.

Albert Salo changed his face.

I want to be subdued.

But it was difficult to say it out loud, so he asked someone to send another telegram to Li Guangzong. The content was both submissive and trying to save some face.

The telegram fell into obscurity.

"Governor, the La Grandier has sunk."

In one thought, another gunboat was sunk.

The price of pride is huge.

"Let them go, let them go..." Albert Sado shouted hysterically, completely surrendering: "Send a telegram to Li Guangzong..."

…

In the afternoon, the sea surface is sparkling.

Zhao Chuanxin had arrived at the lighthouse and saw the half-built radio tower.

At this time, the Big Brother bell rang.

He picked up the phone and it was Li Guangzong calling: "Boss, Albert Sado has surrendered and has been released. Let's stop here, otherwise they may break up the vote."

Zhao Chuanxin looked towards Pineapple Beach and the fortress cannon there: "Stop with the last blow."

He hung up the phone, boarded the Fourth Generation Dragon, headed to Saigon, and dropped three XY10 bombs side by side in the most prosperous area of ​​the city.

I didn't even think about whether they would reject the vote.

boom……

boom……

boom……

Albert Sado was not killed, but he was frightened to death.

Angrily, he sent a telegram to Li Guangzong asking: "We have released people and made huge concessions. Do you want to declare war?"

Li Guangzong was also sweating profusely because of Zhao Chuanxin's madness.

Zhao Chuanxin really didn't care about the lives of those workers and engineers.

Back then, the Japanese threatened Zhao Chuanxin with Lugang Town, and Zhao Chuanxin let them attack at will. Now it seems that it was not just a casual statement, it was true.

Li Guangzong had some secret and unthinkable fear in his heart.

Li Guangzong replied to Albert Sado: You must withstand the final blow. You can increase your troops, but I estimate that your ships will not reach Annan.

Albert Sado was wilted.

The biggest bug in Li Guangzong's ability was that Zhao Chuanxin could cut the ship at any time, and the foreigners' advantage of having strong ships and powerful guns was gone.

If you can't transport troops, how can you increase them?

The conflicts and disputes between Xuantianzong and Annan shocked the great powers.

Especially since Albert Sado had already relented, Zhao Chuanxin dropped three bombs in Saigon.

"Zhao Chuanxin has gone crazy."

This is what European and American newspapers reported.

Zhao Chuanxin was silent after dropping the bomb.

This incident also had an impact. The British withdrew their troops from the southern foothills of the Himalayas.

They temporarily shelved their plans for the Tibetan region, and the West-Mla Conference ended unclearly.

…

Because photographers from all over the country wrote letters requesting a delay in the photography competition, they needed time to prepare their entries.

Liu Baogui delayed the competition to mid-May and the results would be announced at the end of May.

On April 29, Wilhelmina called Zhao Chuanxin and said she had a stomachache.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed back with Zhao Lingjun.

Wilhelmina was about to give birth.

On April 30, Wilhelmina gave birth to another daughter.

Catherine Emma Wilhelmina Zhao.

Zhao Chuanxin gave her a Chinese name - Zhao Jinxiu.

When Zhao Jinxiu was sleeping, Zhao Chuanxin saw a hint of sharpness between her eyebrows.

Some people clearly classify talents and hobbies. Hobbies cannot be regarded as talents. Talents are innate.

Zhao Chuanxin recognized this statement through his own children.

After giving birth, Wilhelmina looked tired but excited.

Her hair was wet with sweat.

Zhao Chuanxin stroked her blonde hair with his large palm, and the sweat slowly evaporated. She didn't need sweat to cool down at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin whispered: "Why are you so excited? Take a nap."

Wilhelmina laughed from the bottom of her heart: "I'm happy, I'm very happy. I thought I would never have children in this life. I met you and now I have two children."

The eggs were not put in one basket. She had room for choice at this time.

But Zhao Chuanxin obviously didn't take this orderly inheritance to heart.

"Oh, take a rest."

He blew up Saigon for two reasons. The first was that Xingyue was asleep, and the second was that Wilhelmina was about to give birth. He needed to spend a stable period, and he had to use thundering means to deter the powers and Yuan Weiting.

Zhao Chuanxin's fifth child was born, and Xingyue was asleep, so at least he couldn't use the bronze eye to teleport.

His deterrence worked.

Zhao Chuanxin stayed in The Hague for a few days, and before returning to Lugang Town, he made a special trip to Iceland.

As soon as he entered the door, Sarah Willsdottir said to him: "I'm pregnant."

Zhao Chuanxin's scalp tingled, and he smiled and went forward to hug and touch, giving the pregnant woman the warmth she deserved.

As a result, Sarah Willsdottir, who was usually careless, suddenly became sensitive at this time: "Don't you want a child?"

"No, I do." Zhao Chuanxin negotiated again: "Consider moving out of Iceland?"

Sarah Willsdottir shook her head: "No, I'm not going anywhere. I only speak one language, and I don't have much experience dealing with people."

"But I'm very busy and can't accompany you every day."

"Just give me money. I have a sister who lives in Akranes. I wrote to her and asked her to live with me and ask her to help. Icelandic women don't need men to give birth to children."

So straightforward.

Zhao Chuanxin likes this simple and rough way. He put his hand on the table and first stood up a row of 20 kronor coins. This thing is 4.5 cm in diameter, weighs 40 grams, and has the head of Christian X on the front.

Zhao Chuanxin put two stacks on the table like a magic trick, one stack of 20 coins and two stacks of 40 coins, totaling 800 kronor.

He pressed it on another place, and when he raised his hand, two more stacks of 10-kronor coins appeared.

Then came the 5-kronor, 2-kronor and 1-kronor denominations.

"Are these enough for a year's expenses?"

Sarah Willsdottir was happy: "Yes, very much."

Zhao Chuanxin stayed in Iceland for a few days.

Without Xingyue, he had to do it himself, go to the mountains to cut wood to make boards, and lay flat wooden planks and railings in front of and behind Sarah Willsdottir's house, fearing that she would fall during her pregnancy.

The work was done very carefully, and all the wooden boards were evenly baked after being branded by the old god's crucible, and the surface was carbonized, waterproof, anti-corrosive and anti-moth.

After paving the wooden planks, Zhao Chuanxin built a carriage for her by hand.

Sarah Willsdottir helped, swinging a sledgehammer to forge iron.

The carriage can be bought ready-made, but the carriage made by Zhao Chuanxin is more comfortable, with two types of shock absorption, bow pieces and springs, and the seat cushions in the carriage are wrapped with sponge and leather.

The carriage was built, but Sarah Wilsdottir's sister had not come yet. Zhao Chuanxin could not wait too long, so he went back to The Hague and teleported back to Lubinfu through the teleportation array.

He went from Lubinfu to Hong Kong Island without stopping, set up a temporary teleportation array, and teleported his daughter and classmate Xiao Song back to Lugang Town.

After rushing, on May 13, the four children of the Zhao family gathered together.

In order to hide his tracks, Zhao Chuanxin gathered dozens of snotty kids in Lugang Town and went to the photo exhibition with Yao Bing.

You need to buy tickets for the photo exhibition. The ticket price is not expensive, two copper coins per person, regardless of age.

Buying a ticket to enter, you have the right to vote.

Liu Baogui, dressed in a suit and tie, wandered around the photo exhibition to entertain cultural celebrities.

Suddenly, I heard a noise at the door.

Oh my god, a group of children rushed in.

Then Zhao Chuanxin's voice rang out: "Yao Bing, Zhao Lingjun, Zhao Hongzhi, Defu, you lead the team well."

A snotty kid wanted to touch the photos on the photo wall, and Zhao Lingjun raised his leg and kicked him: "Be honest."

The snotty kid was a little afraid of her: "You bully others by taking advantage of your power!"

Zhao Lingjun bared his teeth: "What power do I take advantage of?"

"You bully others by taking advantage of your power."

"Since I am good at it, how can it be called bullying? I can only say that you are not as good as others. If you don't accept it, let's fight."

"You bully the weak."

"Nonsense, I am strong and I don't bully the weak, so what's the point of my strength?"

"This..."

There are people who win people over with virtue, and there are people who win people over with fists and feet. Zhao Lingjun used both carrots and sticks, and the snotty kids finally calmed down.

With so many kids with Zhao Chuanxin, the four little kids of the Zhao family are not so eye-catching.

Zhao Chuanxin held Zhao Nianzhen and Zhao Songzhen on the left and right respectively.

The two little girls were happy to see the excitement and struggled to get off the ground.

Liu Baogui came over: "Chuanxin, the photo wall is not full, come on, contribute any photos you have."

The photo exhibition is very large.

Because the prize money is high, there are many contestants.

But the film is too expensive, no one will waste film, so there are many empty spaces.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled Liu Baogui aside and took out ten thick photo albums.

Liu Baogui was dumbfounded: "My Chao, you took all the photos?"

"Of course."

Baogui was overjoyed.

He took out one of the books and flipped through it, commenting on it seriously: "This woman's photo is good, the curve of her hips is fully revealed when she bends over to get water..."

In fact, he knows nothing about photography.

The competition will start on May 14.

Nominations will be made on May 18.

Awards will be presented on May 20.

Today is the first day.

Liu Baogui asked people to hang the photos on the wall in different categories.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the bench and watched the snotty kids shuttle through the crowd.

Zhao Zhengze was quite handsome, holding his two sisters' hands to prevent them from getting separated.

Zhao Lingjun's energy did not allow her to stay in one place for too long, like a sheepdog, always able to circle the snotty kids into a shape.

Photography?

She didn't even look at it, as if the purpose of her coming here was to circle the sheep.

It can be seen here that Zhao Nianzhen is a little independent, and sometimes deliberately squeezes her sister Zhao Songzhen.

Zhao Zhengze pointed to a photo and said, "Look, this was taken by Dad."

Zhao Songzhen looked at the photo and asked curiously, "Second brother, what is this kid doing?"

In the photo, a small, skinny child was carrying a big basket on his back and holding a stick in his hand. The stick was sticking on the ground, and dust was raised.

Zhao Zhengze pretended to know: "Songzhen, he is picking mushrooms. People in our Lugang Town carry baskets when they go to pick mushrooms."

Standing next to him was a man who looked quite rough but was wearing a suit. He was very happy to hear this.

His name is Zhuang Chusheng, and he is also a photographer.

He asked Zhao Zhengze: "Is your father Mr. Zhao?"

"My father is Zhao Chuanxin."

Zhuang Chusheng smiled and said in amazement: "Mr. Zhao's photography attainments are extremely high. The child in this photo is not picking mushrooms, but picking cow dung. Do you see the yak next to him? There is a small rake on the top of the stick in the child's hand. In the northwest region, it is not easy for children to bend down with a large backpack. If they bend down, the cow dung will fall out, so they use the rake to hook the cow dung and throw it into the backpack. This requires certain skills..."

The main body of this photo is the child, the backpack and the dust, which is very eye-catching.

The yak is the accompanying subject, balancing the composition.

The background is a vast and desolate plateau with a wide field of vision. The simplicity of the background makes the subject more prominent.

The dust that is raised extends from the lower right corner of the picture to the upper left corner, which accidentally outlines the diagonal composition of the photo.

The child and the yak roughly conform to the principle of the rule of thirds composition. The child is in the right third and the yak is in the left third.

The sun shines from the left side of the photo, and the dust is particularly clear at this light angle. You can clearly feel the granularity of the dust, which enhances the texture of the picture.

Many of the faces of the people photographed by others are numb.

However, Zhao Chuanxin's photo is out of place. Although it is known that this place is not rich and the children are in rags, it reveals a sense of tranquility and peace, vivid and lively.

Zhao Zhengze smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sir, you are really amazing. I have learned a lot!"

Seeing this, Zhao Nianzhen began to ask Zhao Zhengze questions frequently, with the purpose of preventing Zhao Zhengze from paying attention to Zhao Songzhen.

In particular, she interrupted Zhao Songzhen every time he was about to speak.

"Second brother, what do you think this is?"

Zhao Zhengze was worried that he would make a fool of himself like before, so he said cautiously: "This should be picking eggs..."

The photo was taken from a low position, and a rooster flew into the air with its chest raised and its wings spread.

Behind them was a group of people, both men and women, young and old, many of whom wore wide-brimmed hats, had cigarettes in their mouths, had dark complexions, and looked sweaty.

Zhuang Chusheng appeared behind them again: "This is cockfighting, and roosters can't lay eggs. If I'm not mistaken, the shooting location should be in Mexico, and Mexicans are particularly fond of cockfighting. The composition of Mr. Zhao's photo is also..."

Zhao Zhengze was very annoyed.

Why are you everywhere?

He was pretending to be a brother in front of his two sisters, why is this guy always sabotaging behind his back?

He immediately took his two sisters' hands and continued forward.

Zhuang Chusheng scratched his head: I praised your father's photography skills, why are you not happy?

Zhao Chuanxin has too many photos, all kinds of them, including rivers, seas, lakes, mountains and rivers, various animals, the Great Wall, modern and ancient buildings, and - beauties from all regions and ethnic groups.

The photos taken in the front are all black and white. The photos taken in the back are all color photos with higher pixels.

The changes in technology can be seen from the quality of the photos.

As Zhuang Chusheng was walking, he saw another person stopping in front of a photo, folding his arms and thinking.

This is also a photographic work of Zhao Chuanxin.

"Brother, Mr. Zhao's performance shocked everyone with his skills, right?" Zhuang Chusheng said with a wry smile.

The man turned his head and smiled: "I am Lu Yishou, courtesy name Tianzhou. Nice to meet you."

The two exchanged names and learned that they were both photographers and had similar interests, so they quickly started chatting.

This photo taken by Zhao Chuanxin shows the scene of the Second Balkan War. The soldiers on both sides have ferocious faces and are fighting for their lives, risking their lives.

There is an introduction below the photo: People who ask you to take care of the overall situation are often in the middle of it.

Lu Yishou sighed: "I never thought that photography could be so vivid, and Mr. Zhao himself is a very wise man."

"Yes, the person who asks you to take care of the overall situation is often in the middle of the situation and can reveal the truth that has existed for thousands of years."

Anyone who buys a ticket has the right to vote.

This actually has many disadvantages because cheating is possible.

But in the first session, Liu Guogui felt that it was normal to be careless.

In the first competition, not only will the winners be selected, but also those among the many photographers who are qualified to serve as judges for the next session.

When the second session is held, the eight classics can be selected in a more fair and impartial manner.

There are more and more visitors to the photography exhibition.

The ticket is not expensive and you can watch it for half a day.

Don’t think that photography is boring. In this day and age, those photos from all over the world can attract 99% of people.

However, after the first day, Zhao Chuanxin's photography received the most votes, showing a crushing situation.

Liu Guoguo couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw many contestants withered heads and brains.

He just asked Zhao Chuanxin to use his works to show off, so why did he take the spotlight and demotivate the contestants?

That night, he didn't even communicate with Zhao Chuanxin, and directly decided that Zhao Chuanxin's photography would only be included in the exhibition and would not participate in the competition. The winning photos must be selected from other photography works.

After playing for a day, Zhao Chuanxin took a group of snot kids to the night market to eat snacks, and then let them go back to their homes.

With the four primary schools left, Zhao Chuanxin took the four of them to the old police station.

Because the Fourth Primary School had to be assembled, Zhao Chuanxin was worried that Miao Cuihua would see it, so he dismantled the teleportation array at home and placed it in the old police station, where it was guarded day and night by members of the insurance team in turns.

Zhao Chuanxin took Fourth Primary School, Jiang Mingxin, Yao Bing, and Ganfan to Heping Academy.