When Yang Xiu and others returned to the wedding venue, the miscellaneous things had not been packed away. Yang Xiu was called by her mother to help. When Chen Xing asked where he could stay, the groom immediately packed it for him. One room out.
Their family only has a father in his fifties, and there are many vacant rooms.
After Chen Xing went to Dai Village to retrieve his luggage, he repaired the picture here.
By the way, I also took some good photos I took.
Processing photos is fairly simple, all Chen Xing needs is color adjustment.
Under the very bright sunshine at noon, the photos taken in the Miao Village were very warm, and the loving emotions of the young couple were beyond words.
Chen Xing drank tea and crossed his legs to admire some photos that had been edited.
Thanks to the beautiful faces of the bride and groom, the photos look very good without any need for retouching. This makes Chen Xing himself very happy... because his retouching skills are still better than photography itself. Relatively ordinary.
But this kind of ordinary is also for top photography.
The average so-called professional photo retoucher is probably not as good as his skills.
The wedding dress was easy to create, but the video to be uploaded tonight was very troublesome for him. He thought of many styles and Chen Xing was not satisfied. In the end, I simply put on a piece of suitable pure music without any copywriting, and then put on the feature film that I had edited.
That is, the picture you saw a few seconds before you took the shot, and the photo you took when you raised the camera.
Just keep this style from now on.
Bongo!
Bongo!
I called WeChat several times in a row. When Chen Xing picked it up, I saw that it was from Zhou Peng.
Zhou Peng: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]
Zhou Peng: I was really impressed by the Dali Erhai Lake during the National Day. I finally had the opportunity to go out for a trip, but it turned out that it was full of people. It stinks to be crowded with people. What is said on the Internet about how the soul of the falling moon disappears by the Erhai Lake. , I was really in ecstasy, it was all human heads.
Zhou Peng: I will be like a dog when I travel on November 1, really.
Zhou Peng: How are you doing there?
Chen Xing logged into WeChat on the computer and sent a few photos to Zhou Peng.
Zhou Peng: [Voice]
(WTF?)
Zhou Peng: [Voice]
(WTF?)
Zhou Peng: [Voice]
(Fuck!)
Chen Xing laughed so hard that his stomach ached when he heard his constantly changing tone.
Before, he said that he wanted to go to a remote place to see the lives of young people. He also ridiculed himself, saying that all good places are scenic spots, or wouldn't it be a sin for modern people to go to remote areas? Something like that.
What to say now?
Fortunately, I didn't listen to what Zhou Peng said and went to Dali.
If you want to go, you have to go out of season, so that you can appreciate the unique local cultural environment as much as possible when there are fewer tourists.
Zhou Peng first lamented Chen Xing's good luck in finding a good place, and then sent a few serious photos of Erhai Lake, allowing Chen Xing to appreciate this "flawless jade in the mountains" that has been highly praised since ancient times.
Zhou Peng asked Chen Xing about his location.
Chen Xing hesitated and replied:
"I'm at Chunman Water Village in Huaping. You can come here by yourself, but don't tell too many people, and don't post the address on the Internet. There are some things I haven't figured out, and I don't want this place to accept too many tourists."
Zhou Peng: Good brother, I understand, but I can’t go now. I have to go home first.
Chen Xing thought of Monk Da Jingteng and Song Xingwen.
well.
so tangled.
Chen Xing couldn't understand whether it was better to publicize a good scenic spot or let him stay here quietly.
He had not visited many scenic spots, but he was deeply impressed by the liveliness of Lijiang and Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. With so many staff, there were many people littering and graffiti on the walls, not to mention the Spring Festival. A place like Manshui Village where public health depends on consciousness.
If this place was occupied by tourists from all over the country, would Monk Da Jingteng still be able to treat himself to drinking good tea that was grown in an unpolluted environment?
Someone called him outside the door, and Chen Xing shook his head from side to side.
Forget it, don’t think about it.
It’s not like if I want to publicize it, countless tourists will come here. I only have 10,000 or 20,000 fans on station B, which is just a ball.
He recognized Yang Xiu's voice.
open the door.
"Brother Chen Xing! Have you finished taking the photo?"
"Okay, do you want to take a look?"
"want!"
She has a very high enthusiasm for photography. This enthusiasm may be the result of her interest, or it may be a sudden whim when she was young. Chen Xing has thought about learning many things before, such as becoming a martial artist. Painter or something.
Then his mother signed him up for a martial arts class.
When I pressed my legs, I screamed in pain, and then nothing happened.
Chen Xing ate the pomegranates sent by others and watched Yang Xiu yelling at the photos.
Chen Xing said: "I advise you to focus on your studies now, study hard and get into a good university."
After his own painful experience and his conversation with teacher Zhang Guimei, Chen Xing now highly values reading and progress. Leaving aside the fact that she had already embarked on another path, a fourteen-year-old girl like Yang Xiu still had to study hard and get admitted to a foreign university.
Teacher Zhang Guimei is right. For girls living here, the most important thing is to go out.
"I don't want to go to college. I also want to be a photographer, travel around and take photos. How great..." Yang Xiu held her heart in her hands, thinking about the future with blurred eyes, imagining becoming someone like Chen Xing.
She had changed out of her clothes now and was wearing her school uniform. Chen Xing reached out and rubbed her head.
"You still want to be a photographer? Do you know that there is a saying that the third generation of photographers is poor? If you don't finish college and start working, how can you buy a camera? It's impossible for your parents to pay for everything. They will buy it for you. Camera, pay for you to travel?”
"How much does the camera cost?" she asked.
Chen Xing pointed to the a7m3 on the table and said:
"This is more than 10,000 yuan, plus the lens is close to 20,000 yuan, and the travel money... Let me tell you this, a friend of mine brought 20,000 yuan for a trip a few days ago, and it will be used in a week It’s over, I’m going home in the next two days, tell me, where will you get so much money if you don’t go to college?”
Yang Xiu was first surprised by the large number, and then asked: "Is this friend you are talking about yourself?"
Chen Xing tapped her head with his index finger and said, "Don't play these old tricks on me, I'll tell you the serious story."
"Ouch!"
She yelled, holding her head.
She wanted to pretend to be pitiful, but Chen Xing didn't see it and kept telling her great truths and treating her like chicken soup.
Finding that it didn't work, Yang Xiu carefully moved outside the house.
Chen Xing did not pursue him and said, "I will leave tomorrow. When your grades are good and you are admitted to university, if you still want to learn photography, I will give you a camera."
"real?"
"real."
Chen Xing was also thinking, Yang Xiu is only in the second year of junior high school now. Will ten thousand yuan be important to him in four or five years?
It would be shameful if it really hurts to spend 10,000 yuan to buy gifts.
