“我要照张相。”我说。照相师不大起劲地望了望我。他佝偻着腰,身穿一套灰色衣服,眼神迷迷糊糊地像位自然科学家。可是不必去描写他了,人人都晓得照相师是个什么样子。“坐下等吧。”他说。过了一个钟头,照相师打开里间的门。“进来。”他声色俱厉地说。我走进了摄影棚。“坐下。”照相师说。“我想要是你这张脸有七成圆,那就会好一些。”他说。“我也相信要是那样就好多啦。”我 “I want to take a photo.”“ I said. The photographer did not look at me hard. He was slouching over his waist and wearing a gray suit, his eyes dazed like a naturalist. But there is no need to describe him. Everyone knows what a photographer is like. ”Sit down and wait.“ He said. After an hour, the photographer opened the door inside. ”Come in.“ He said bluntly. I walked into the studio. ”Sit down.“ The photographer said. ”I want you to have a 70% circle on this face. It will be better.“ He said. ”I also believe that it would be much better if you do that.“”I