關於 old camera with flash ，我們在網路上蒐集到這些相關的討論、資訊與評價

【油管教會我的三件事】(English writing below)
The 3 Lessons Youtube Taught Me

🎉 感謝三百位天才！🎉 😁

我的頻道，在2019年12月29日大約早上十點半，達到300位訂閱。

我在今年六月做了一個極端的決定， 就是我油管頻道要每星期更新。

極端因為我每天時間都已不夠用。

但我有一個壞習慣。

一旦決定要做的事情，我會如閃電俠般地衝刺，以推土機的力量把所有的障礙都剷平。

我慶幸自己在台灣找到一位可靠的剪輯師幫忙。

如果要一手包辦，要嘛我就頭髮全部發白或英年早逝，看哪個先到。

我的頻道在2019年三月達到一百位訂閱。當時，裡頭只有過去兩年隨性般地上傳的七支影片。

每星期更新影片，在六月的最後一個星期開始。從六月到十二月，因為工作繁忙，我只錯過一週的更新。

每週更新了25支影片後，我從油管學會了三件事：

一、舊的黃金依然是黃金

是真的，單憑一支「愛瘋」也可以成立一個油管頻道。

目前在我頻道的影片，是我在2016年到2017年做的臉書直播，用蘋果手機6和6S 的前置相機拍攝。

以前我每星期做直播，累積了很多影片，只是畫質就有點「另類」了。

我曾想過用一台好相機，在一個漂亮的場景，重拍那六十多場直播，讓影片看起來更專業。

可是⋯⋯想到頭髮花白之事⋯

我每星期上傳影片，漸漸地，在六個月的時間內，流量往上爬，新的觀眾也因為油管的推薦而看到我的影片。

我的油管影片都有超過一百的流量。

有一支解析金蟾的影片有過7800的觀看率，131個讚：
https://youtu.be/dtcU9GG80wQ

另一支提到手淫如何危害財運，有過6800的觀看率和45個讚：
https://youtu.be/lPH26j2XQGw

還有一支介紹報父母恩咒的影片，有過1800的觀看率和35個讚：
https://youtu.be/x-7GPmbq5nw

目前為止，沒有人向我投訴畫質不好。我想影片內容，夾麥的收音清晰和後製特效有幫助。

很多時候，這些直播是我見了客人或收到讀者來訊提問，靈感泉源湧現時而隨想隨拍的。所以你會看到我影片的背景往往都不一樣。

如果我重拍影片，是，我可能會說得更好，但應該很難模仿當時的那股激情。

一句話：時機對的時後，不要嘰嘰歪歪，往前衝就對了。

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二、不完美也是完美的（有時）

我很執著完美。

當2019年的我看到年輕時的我在直播劈哩啪啦講一堆時，我會想⋯⋯咦，我怎麼那麼說呀⋯⋯天啊，我的臉怎麼那樣啊⋯⋯

那支金蟾的影片把我這大餅臉「完美」地呈現出來，也帶來最高的觀看率。過去一年，它也帶來很多來自新馬澳台和中國的詢問。

在我緊張著要開臉書直播談手淫時，我竟然忘了把夾麥插入手機，收音極差。我那時在星巴克，人來人往，攪拌機也正在「熱舞」。直播到一半，我緊張到忘了自己要說什麼。

我半點都不喜歡那影片，但心想，不管了，就放上去吧！那時是九月，頻道不到兩百訂閱，我心想反正沒什麼人看我影片。

結果，一位男士觀看後，因一片「熱愛」而把我影片放在男性論壇上。

二十四小時內，影片觀看率直破一千大關，也因此讓我的訂閱跨過兩百這門檻。

真的是不可思議，我竟然因為一支手淫危害財運的影片而在兩個男性論壇「爆紅」。兩個！

但我想我父母應該不會為我這「成就」而驕傲。😂

我也收到好些男性酸民因被我影片激怒而發來的留言。幸好，也有更多的男士以親身經歷而理智地支持我的說法。

在報父母恩咒的影片下方，有兩個留言給了我很大的動力：

「嗨，季謙小姐，請上傳更多影片。」
「感恩感激你循循善誘，教導我們如何通過佛法唸經、盡孝道，報答父母養育之恩。」

金玉良言：一切都是最美好的安排。

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三、焦點不在我

觀眾選擇自己想看的內容。有時，「網紅」會因為高互動率按讚率等而自滿。

但對我而言，我上傳越多影片，越覺得這些不是在為我自己做。

除了定期更新，我並沒有什麼油管策略。

有時，我也想不出什麼搶眼的標題。我讓我的剪輯師覺得縮圖要怎麼做。我沒有什麼必勝的格式來呈現我的影片，更沒有什麼相似的頻道供我參考。

我把我的經驗和與客人的交流說出來。

這些影片都是我的迷你版，在網路上授課分享。

如果你覺得受用並訂閱我的頻道，幸運的不是我。

是你，因為你認出這知識能改善你的生活品質。

人生如一場亂流，我們的情緒，遇到的人事物往往會讓我們覺得不由自主，不在自己能控制的範圍內。

當你利用這新知識來駕駛你的人生時，我很確定2020年必定會帶給你和你的家更多的快樂和收穫。

謝謝你們，天才們，發現了我，又選擇與我同行。

你讓我想成為更優秀的自己來更好地幫助們。

我也期待對你而言，我也能同樣地啟發了你們。

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🎉 Thank you to the 300 geniuses! 🎉 😁

I hit 300 subscribers on 29 December 2019, around 1030am.

One radical decision I made in June 2019 was to start weekly upload to my Youtube channel.

Radical because I was already running on a very tight time schedule every day.

But I have a bad habit.

Once my mind is set on something, I charge like the Flash, bulldozing all obstacles to make things work.

I am lucky that I found a reliable video editor in Taiwan.

If I do everything myself, my hair will turn full white or I will die young, whichever comes faster.

My channel hit 100 subscribers in March 2019, with 7 videos uploaded sporadically over a span of 2 years.

The weekly upload commenced on the last week of June. From June till now, I have only missed one week of upload due to heavy workload in December.

25 weekly videos later, these are the 3 lessons Youtube have taught me:

1) OLD CAN BE GOLD

It’s true. You can start a Youtube channel with merely an Iphone.

Currently, the videos on my channel are my FB Lives from 2016-2017, filmed with the front camera of Iphone6 and 6S.

I used to do weekly Lives back then and chalked up many videos. The resolution is funky.

I toyed with the idea of remaking all the 60 over videos, you know, with a really nice DSLR camera and in a pretty setting, so that it can look more professional.

But…the thought of my hair turning white…

So I uploaded the videos and gradually over 6 months, the views stacked up and new audience started finding me through Youtube recommendations.

All my Youtube videos has over 100 views.

One video on golden toads hit 7.8K views with 131 Likes:
https://youtu.be/dtcU9GG80wQ

Another video on how masturbation harms wealth luck has 6.8K views with 45 Likes:
https://youtu.be/lPH26j2XQGw

And this video on the mantra to repay parents has 1.8K views with 35 Likes:
https://youtu.be/x-7GPmbq5nw

No one has yet to complain of the wacky resolution. I think the content, my clear audio from a lavalier mic and the editing effects make up for it.

Most of the time, those Lives were done on the fly, after getting all fired up from a client consultation or receiving questions from my readers, so you see all these different backgrounds in my videos.

If I have to remake the videos, yes I may speak better, but I doubt I can mimic the same in-the-moment passion.

✅ When the time is right, stop fretting about the small stuff and just charge ahead.

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2) IMPERFECTION IS PERFECT (sometimes)

I am anal about being as perfect as I can.

When the 2019 me watched the younger me blabbing away in the Lives, I will be like, eeee…why did I talk like that, yucks, why did my face look like that…

That golden toad video showcased my big pancake face in its full glory…and it grossed the highest views. It also brought me a ton of inquiries from Singapore, Malaysia, Taiwan, Macau and China over the last one year.

In all my anxiety to talk about masturbation on a FB Livestream for the first time, I freaking broccoli forgot to plug in my lavalier mic. The audio was bad. I was at a Starbucks cafe. People were walking left right up down center. The blenders were on rock and roll. I forgot what I wanted to say halfway.

I didn’t like the video a single bit. But never mind, just upload. My channel had less than 200 subs at that time in September. Who cares to watch my video anyway…

Then some guy watched it and “liked” it so much that he embedded my video to a men’s forum.

Within 24 hours, the views rocketed to over 1000 and that was how I hit the 200 sub count.

Holy asparagus, I became “famous” for a video of me sprouting about Masturbation VS Wealth Luck. In TWO men’s forums.

I somehow doubt my parents will be proud of this "achievement" of mine though. 😂

There were hate comments from men who got very agitated with what I said in the video. #chillbro Thankfully, there were more rational men who supported my viewpoint with their personal experiences.

In the video on a Buddhist mantra, there were two comments that motivated me greatly:

“Hi Ms Ji Qian, please do upload more videos.”
“Thank you for your patient guidance to teach us how to be filial and repay our parents for raising us up, through the Dharma and sutra recitation.”

✅ Everything happens for a good reason. It is up to me to make it serve my interest.

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3) IT’S NOT ABOUT ME

People choose the content they want to watch. Sometimes "influencers" get carried away when they see their engagement shoot up.

But for me, the more videos I upload, the more I feel I am not doing it for myself.

Apart from consistent uploads, I do not have any strategy for Youtube.

I sometimes struggle to think of eye-catching titles. I let my video editor decides how he wants to do the thumbnails. I have no winning format to present my videos. There is no other similar Youtube channel for me to refer to.

I just speak what I know from first-hand experience and client interactions.

All these videos are my different mini-me, teaching and sharing online.

If you find it useful and subscribe to my channel, it isn’t me that is lucky.

It is YOU. Because you recognise that this knowledge can improve the quality of your life.

Life is a turbulence of emotions and events and it can often feel that we are not in control.

When you are able to steer your life better with this new knowledge in hand, I'm very sure that 2020 will be happy and rewarding for you and your family.

Thank you, genius, for discovering me and staying with me.

You make me want to be a finer version of myself to help you better.

I hope I have the same impact on you too. ❤️

When your son acts broody and refuses to look into the camera.. you just flash your brightest smile but inside #belike 🤨🤨🤨~ // #BabyElroyLim is using his cute Fast Mini backpack from @kipling_sg and this fun size allows him to choose his own toys to bring out and wear it comfortably on his shoulders without being too heavy for his almost 3 year old frame. 🎒I like giving him the freedom to choose his own toys to bring out coz it keeps him entertained while the adults eat. He is also encouraged to share them with his friends so they can play together! 👌🏻 @ Singapore

In first grade, a boy named John— a notorious troublemaker—systematically chased every girl in our class during recess trying to kiss her on the lips. Most gave in eventually. It was easier to give in than keep running. When it was my turn, I turned and faced him, grabbed his glasses off his weasel face, and stomped on them on the hard blacktop. He ran to the principal’s office and cried.

In fifth grade, I was asked to be a boy’s girlfriend over email. It was the first email I ever received. He actually told me he wanted to send me an email, so I went home and made an AOL account. We went to a carnival and he won me a Garfield stuffed animal, and then he gave me a 3 Doors Down CD. A few days later, he broke up with me, and asked for Garfield and the CD back. I said no.

In sixth grade, a girl in my year gave head to an eighth grader in the back of the school bus while playing Truth or Dare.

In the summer after sixth grade, I kissed a boy for the first time at sleep away camp. He was my summer love. During the end-of-the-summer dining hall announcements, where kids usually announced lost sweatshirts and Walkmen, an older girl stepped up to the microphone, tossed her hair behind her shoulders, and proudly stated, “I lost something very precious to me last night. My virginity. If anyone finds it, please let me know.” The dining hall erupted into laughter and cheers. She was barred from ever coming back to the camp again, and wasn’t allowed to say goodbye to anyone.

In seventh grade, I told my brother I decided when I was older wanted a Hummer. What I really meant was I wanted a Jeep, but I didn’t know a lot about cars. My mother overheard and screamed at me for “wanting a Hummer.”

In the summer after freshman year of high school, I went to sleepaway field hockey camp with many of my close friends. One of them, named Megan, I had been friends with since kindergarten. One night when I was showering, she ripped open the curtain and snapped a photo of me on her disposable camera. I screamed. She laughed. We both laughed when I got out of the shower a few minutes later. After camp was over, her father took the camera to the convenience store to get it developed. When he gave the finished photos back to her, he said, “Your friend [Anonymous] has grown up.”

Sophomore year of high school, one of my best friends Hilary had a party in her basement while her mom was away. We invited some of the guys in our grade and someone’s older brother bought us a handle of vodka. One of the boys who came sat next to me in Spanish class. His name was Thomas. I remember playing a simple game, where we passed the bottle of vodka around in a circle and drank. I remember being happily tipsy and having fun, to suddenly being very drunk. Thomas and I started chanting numbers in Spanish, and he leaned towards me and kissed me. We kissed in the middle of the party, with all of our friends cheering. Then we went into Hilary’s bedroom.

Hilary’s bedroom was in the basement, on the ground floor, with a large window next to her bed. When someone went outside to smoke a cigarette, they realized it was a front row seat to what was happening in the bedroom. It was dark outside, and the light on was in the bedroom. They called everyone outside to watch. I don’t remember getting undressed, but apparently we were both completely naked in Hilary’s bed. A friend of mine told me later she tried to open the door and stop what was happening, but Thomas must have locked it. They said they pounded on the door. I don’t remember hearing them pounding. I don’t remember seeing everyone’s faces outside the window. I remember Thomas holding my head down, and shoving his penis into my mouth. I remember trying to resist, pulling back, but he held his hands firmly on my head, pushing my face up and down. That’s all that I remember.

The next day, my friends and I went out to dinner at one of our favorite local restaurants. I couldn’t eat anything, and it wasn’t because I was hung over. Every time I tried to put food in my mouth, I felt like I was choking. Anytime a flash of the night before appeared in my mind, I felt like vomiting. My friends sat with me in silence. Then they told me a girl named Lindsey, who had briefly dated Thomas freshman year, had stood outside and watched the entire time. Even after everyone else stopped watching. My friends said they didn’t watch.

On Monday, Thomas and I sat next to each other in Spanish. We didn’t speak. We didn’t make eye contact. I went to the girls bathroom and threw up. I hear Lindsey and Thomas live together, now, ten years later.

Junior year of high school, my teacher for Honors Spanish was named Señor Gonzales. Señor Gonzales had all of the girls sit in the front row. Señor Gonzales called on any girl who was wearing a skirt to write on the chalkboard. Señor Gonzales asked a friend of mine, who had broken her finger playing an after school sport, if she broke her finger because “she liked it rough.” Señor Gonzales was a tenured teacher.

Senior year of high school, I got my first real boyfriend. His name was Colin. He was on the lacrosse team with Thomas. He told me that sophomore year, Thomas told everyone on the team what happened that night at Hilary’s. Everyone cheered. Colin said that, even then, he had a crush on me. Even then, he wanted to punch Thomas.

Colin and I lost our virginities to each other. Colin said if I got pregnant, he would make me have the baby. He didn’t believe in abortion. Colin said if I got pregnant, he would make me have a C-section. Colin said that if I didn’t have a C-section, my vagina would be too loose for him to ever enjoy having sex with me again. Colin said that he wouldn’t let our child breastfeed. He said his mother gave him formula, and that he turned out just fine. I didn’t get pregnant.

Junior year of college, I lived in Denmark for the spring semester and studied at the University of Copenhagen. Copenhagen is one of the safest cities in the world. Guns are illegal there. Pepper spray is illegal there. One night, my friends and I went to a concert at a crowded club in a part of the city I didn’t know very well. I brought a tiny purse with money, my apartment key, and my international cell phone. For some reason it made sense at the time to put my purse inside my friend’s purse. Maybe I didn’t feel like carrying it. We were both drinking. My friend left the concert to go home with her boyfriend. One by one, everyone I was there with left the concert, until I was suddenly alone and I realized I didn’t have my purse, or any money for a cab ride home.

I started walking in the direction that felt right. I walked for a long time. I had no idea where I was, and didn’t recognize the area. It was almost 4 am. I was on a residential street when a cab pulled up next to me. I asked the driver if he could drive me to an intersection down the street from my apartment.

I don’t have any money, I said.

I really need your help, I said.

I will do it for free, he said.

Sit in the front, he said.

I sat in the front. We drove in silence for some time, until he pulled over on the side of a dark street.

I don’t want to do it for free anymore, he said.

He locked the car doors and reached across the center console and slipped his hand up my skirt. He grabbed my vagina. Hard. I pushed his hand away and unlocked the door. I ran down the street and realized he had taken me a block away from the intersection I wanted. I walked to my apartment and threw rocks at my roommate’s window until she let me inside. She yelled at me for waking her up. I escaped. Nothing happened. I was fine.

The summer after I graduated college I helped Hilary find an internship. She was an art major and wanted something for her resume besides waitressing. We found a posting on Craigslist to be a studio assistant for a painter in the Bronx. It was listed as an unpaid internship. The toll for the George Washington Bridge was twelve dollars, plus gas, but she got the internship anyway. She wanted the experience.

The artist was a 38-year-old Canadian painter named Bradley. Hilary was 22.There was another intern there, an art student from Manhattan named Stella. Bradley needed assistants to help him make bubble wrap paintings. Stella and Hilary would take a syringe and fill the tiny bubbles with different color paints until it formed a mosaic. Bradley always had Hilary stay after Stella left to clean the paintbrushes and syringes. He told Hilary she was beautiful. More beautiful than his wife, who he only married for citizenship. He told Hilary they had a loveless marriage. He told Hilary he wanted to have her beautiful children. They began an affair. He told Hilary has wife knew and didn’t care. He told Hilary he was going to leave his wife soon.

Everyday Hilary drove to the Bronx, cleaned Bradley’s paintbrushes, and had sex on the studio floor. Everyday she went home with no money, and everyday she paid the toll at the George Washington Bridge. She needed the internship for her resume, she said. It was too late to find a new job, she said.

I could go on. I could tell you a lot more. About the whistles on the sidewalk, the kids who sat at the bottom of the stairs in high school to look up our skirts, my friend who was a prostitute in South Carolina, the men who’ve cornered me in parking lots and bars calling me a tease, the unwanted grabbing on the subway, the many times my father has called me fat, the time I traveled to the Philippines and discovered Western men pay preteen locals to spend the week in their hotel, the messages on OKCupid asking to “fart in my mouth.” About how I wasn’t sure if I had been raped because I was drunk and kissed Thomas back. How he raped my mouth and not my vagina, so that must not be rape. How easy it was for me to escape the dark street in Copenhagen, and how that made it not matter since “it could’ve been worse.”

Men have no idea what it takes to be a woman. To grin and bear it and persevere. The constant state of war, navigating the relentless obstacle course of testosterone and misogyny, where they think we are property to be owned and plowed. But we’re not. We are people, just like them. Equals, in fact, or at least that’s the core of what feminism is still trying to achieve. The job is not over. We’ve made great progress. There are female CEOs, though not very many. There are females writing for the New York Times and winning Pulitzer prizes, though not very many. There are female politicians, though not very many. But these advances are only on paper. The job won’t be over until equality permeates the air we breathe, the streets we walk and the homes we live in.

I think back to how easy it was for me, in first grade, to feel fearless and strong in my conviction to stomp on John’s glasses. I felt right in reacting how I did, because John’s behavior was wrong. But his was an elementary learning of the wide boundaries his gender would go on to afford him. For me, it would never again be so easy.

— Anonymous, age 25

(source: ibelieveyouitsnotyourfault.tumblr.com)

maco marets『Eyepatch』 from 2nd Album 'KINŌ'
produced, mixed & mastered by Riki Azuma (Small Circle of Friends / Studio75)
配信はこちら→https://ultravybe.lnk.to/kino

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CAST/
Hiroto Oshita（office-saku）
Iori Yamaki
Gold Erika
Taro Imai
Rina Ishii
Lee Yoko（Lightmodels）

Photographer /
Shuya Aoki

Director / Dai Yoshida （Jardin / spicebox,inc.）
Producer / Ryuta Nagano
Assistant director / Daikichi Kawazumi（spicebox,inc.）
Cinematographer / Ryuto Iwabuchi
1st assistant camera / Koya Yokohama
2st assistant camera / Kazuki Endo
Hairmake / Nori

Edit / Keisuke Takahashi
Title design / Miki Tokuchi

Creative director / Dai Yoshida （ Jardin / spicebox,inc.）

Special Thanks / Taiga Nishiwaki & Dosukoi Tanaka

【Jardin】
▶︎Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jardin_di/

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[lyrics]
落ちてゆく 落ちてゆく
どこまでも落ちてゆく
真夜中の夢と夢のあいだ ひとり落ちてゆく
裏返る LとR アップサイドダウン・トゥ・ヘル
ダンスホールてらすライト 消えたあとの闇にいる
触れる 指の先のリアリティ
蜃気楼のかたち掴み損ねた
怒りまかせフラリフラリ 踊らされて
まるでジャック・トランスみたいに
理解できぬままにシャイン！光る君とダンス
声に出さずとも伝わるのは
ゆがめられた口の端からこぼれ落ちた言霊
虚を実に変える遊び ただのけん玉
真っ赤なカラーのボール
真ん中のぞきこんだ目ん玉

突き刺す ヤリの先のするどさ
忘れかけた痛み 思い出したときに
ぼくは知る 君を知る
何があって 何がない
線を引いて ぼくとぼくじゃないそれ以外
それ以外 それ以外

見るのは怖い
見ないのも怖い
見るのは怖い
見ないのも怖い

瞳にうつるme
それからうつむいた君
あまりに美しい
光抜け出したグラビティ
瞳にうつるme
それからうつむいた君
あまりに美しい
光抜け出したグラビティ！

空の星を盗み取った誰かが
笑ってる 街のざわめきも聞こえないくらいに
耳を突き刺したあのときの静けさが
フラッシュバック フラッシュバック

意味もなく押し黙ったままの
彼が使っていたボロボロのフィルムカメラ
ハラワタを抜き取られた真っ黒な箱の中
灰になったバラバラの言葉が
ぼくのまぶたを覆って問う
“見るか見ぬべきか”

見るのは怖い
見ないのも怖い
見るのは怖い
見ないのも怖い

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[lyrics/English]
*Translation / Michinori Taka

Down, down, I keep on falling down
In between dreams and dreams, I fall down alone in the midnight
The reversing L and R, upside down to hell
I stand in the darkness after the light of dance hall is gone

Touching the reality with the tips of my fingers
I missed the chance to grasp the shape of the mirage
Dancing casually driven by madness
Just like Jack Trance
Shining without understanding, dancing with the shining you
Why we can tell without our voice,
is because our spirit of words spill out from our crooked mouth
It’s just a game of changing lies to truth, it’s just a kendama
A pure red colored ball, the eyeball glaring the core

How sharp the spear is, when it stabs
I remember the pain that I was about to forget
That’s when I know, I know who you are 
What’s there and what not there 
Draw a line between what’s me and what’s not me, besides me,
besides me, besides me

It’s scary to see, it’s scary not to see too
It’s scary to see, it’s scary not to see too

Me, reflecting onto my eyes, you, looking down
Oh the supreme beauty! The gravity released from the light
Me, reflecting onto my eyes, you, looking down
Oh the supreme beauty! The gravity released from the light!

Somebody who stole the stars from the sky
Is laughing hard that I can’t even hear the buzz of the city
A flash back, flash back
To the silence when my ear was stabbed

Set in silence without any reason
His old worn out film camera
The inside of the black box, with the intestines ripped out
The particles of words that turned into ashes
Cover my eyes and asks me
“Should I see or should I not see?”

It’s scary to see, it’s scary not to see too
It’s scary to see, it’s scary not to see too

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Step 1
-Register log in

Step 2
 - For Rent Service clicks on the top right corner and select a profile to top up your e-wallet. Remember to upload a receipt after bank transfer or transfer. The administrator will add money to your e-wallet account accordingly.
 - You can start the Rent Service with your e-wallet amount.
 - Click on the Rent feature and you will find people around you using this app as their own category or skill service provider for hourly or working rental prices.
 - Once you book/rent a service provider, the rent will be paid directly to Flash Rent. By the way, the administrator will immediately provide you with a "validate code" that you will need to send to the service provider after the job is completed. The purpose of providing a validate code is to pass it to the service provider after he/she has completed the work. Therefore, the service provider can fill in the validate code into their booking job to claim the commission from the administrator.
 - Once the service provider accepts your reservation, the user can start chatting and contacting.

Step 3
 - To retrieve your e-wallet from your account, click the withdrawal feature in your profile

Step 4
 - Anyone who download this app can apply for a different type of skill or service that you think can be used to earn extra income in your own free time. (full-time part-time)
 - Add services to your profile and choose skills or services based on your own choices
 - Add service description and rental price per hour or work
 - After submitting the application for the skill or service, it will be approved by the administrator
 - The service provider has 100% of the right to accept and reject work or orders at their own risk.
If other users find any report cases, -Admin has the right to block any or user/service provider.

Step 5
 - It is highly recommended that members or non-members submit your real photos and details as it will definitely affect the response of your reservation or request.

Step 6
 - Welcome to Flash Rent, you rent me or I rent you platform

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In this video I am going to explain why a photographer often count "3,2,1... cheese" and then take a photo instead of just directly taking a picture and not wast time, as most people can strike a pose directly without needing 3 seconds to do so. The reason is often affordable camera flashes have a slow refresh rate and often take up to 3-4 seconds to recharge. They often use the count down to mostly give their flash enough time to recharge and not having to explain to the clients that they were waiting for the flash to charge each time they took a picture.

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