After the master took the photo, Xu Di stepped forward and pushed the door curiously. It opened instantly. Chen Xing was standing in the distance taking pictures of the stream. When he saw Xu Di going in, he quickly asked: "What's in it?"
"Nothing!" he said. Chen Xing also went over and took a look. It was empty inside. There seemed to be wooden nails on the wall before, but nothing was hanging on it. It seemed that the people here took away all their belongings when they moved, leaving only the outside. That hay and dried cow dung.
Zeng Yungao suddenly said outside: "Come out and take a look!" The two went out and saw Brother Zeng taking pictures of a place in the distance with his mobile phone. Chen Xing looked in that direction and saw a wild stag.
"So beautiful." Chen Xing said. The antlers of this male deer are very large and well-proportioned. It seems that they have not been broken in all the years he has been growing up. The huge antlers also make this deer look majestic and elegant.
At this time, the buck was only thirty meters away from them, across the clear stream. Chen Xing hurriedly adjusted the camera to take pictures. At this time, stop thinking about the angle, light, etc., and quickly capture the photo to keep a souvenir of this trip. The same goes for adjusting the composition in post-production when you are free.
It looked huge, but what was a deer? It was an elf. He drank some water by the lake, stared at Chen Xing twice, and then jumped and ran into the forest very briskly.
Xu Di also took a photo with his mobile phone. When the deer was out of sight, he rubbed his hands and said, "This is the first time I have seen a wild deer. It is really beautiful. Chen Xing, do you feel the look in his eyes?" So humane and vigilant." Chen Xing said with a smile: "I just think it's so cute." Before leaving, the deer looked at Chen Xing's camera. If he was the only one here, he would With two levels of certainty, I was able to get closer to the deer and take some better photos.
Zeng Yungao also said: "I heard that you will have good luck if you meet a deer, or a male deer. It seems that we have to buy two lottery tickets after we go back. What if we win?" Then he said to Chen Xing,
"Can you send me the photo you just took? I will send it to my daughter then." Chen Xing nodded and said,
"How old is Brother Zeng's daughter?"
"Eight years old, very weird." A few people rested here for a while and then started to return, which was another mountain road through the forest.
But because we saw the deer, everyone was in a good mood. It is said that you can see deer in deep forests, but it is really difficult to see this kind of creature in today's society. Even if you go to the center of the deep forest, you may not be able to see one. It still depends on your luck.
Zeng Yungao believed in this kind of luck and was smiling all the way. Back in the car, they looked for a place to have lunch.
There were no Sichuan restaurants, but I saw a noodle shop on the roadside. Zeng Yungao asked: "Would you like this?" Xu Di didn't like pasta, but seeing that there were no other restaurants around, he could only nod. Brother Hao and Chen Xing didn't care about what they ate. Brother Hao was in Tibet. After staying here for a long time, his eating habits have long since changed, and Chen Xing cares more about the taste and doesn't care whether he eats pasta or rice.
The small long table was slightly crowded with four people sitting there. Brother Hao asked: "Did you really see the deer?" Xu Di took out his mobile phone to play the video he had recorded. Brother Hao was extremely envious and said: "It seems that I will go with you in the future. I thought you were always here." Running outside is very tiring, but now I find it is also very interesting. You can encounter everything." Zeng Yungao drank two sips of the tea given by the boss, looked at Chen Xing, and then asked: "Xiao Chen, didn't you say you had participated in a Is it a photography competition, did you win a prize?”
"There is a high probability that it will be the first prize." Huawei's photography competition will close registration at the end of this month, but the way the votes are calculated is not to wait for the registration to end before voting is open, but to open the voting during the registration process. vote.
The photos posted by Chen Xing also have a bit of a first-mover advantage, and the number of votes is currently very high. He went to see it last night, and someone in the comments called Mu Qing a goddess.
"Can I take a look at those good works you saved in the past?" Chen Xing glanced at Xu Di. He had expected this scene and winked at Chen Xing, as if to say - what did I say before? With?
"Of course..." He went back to the car to get his notebook and clicked on the inventory he had taken the best photos of in the past few months.
Actually, there are only a few. The first picture: "Dashan Miao Village: Oriental Charm" was taken by Chen Xing in Chunmanshui Village. The shooting location was Dai Temple. After post-production, the picture was not very dark. With the light spots of thousands of lights, it made this picture Zhang’s work looks like a scene captured in a game, so beautiful that it’s not as beautiful as the human world.
Second picture: "Snow Mountain Climber" Chen Xing climbs a snow mountain in the true sense. The path trampled on by people in front is already obvious. The climbers behind only need to keep going along the road. There are also Auxiliary rope, a young mountain climbing leader is waving in the direction of the camera from a distance, as if he wants to say something to the people who are climbing.
The third picture: "The Power of Faith" This is a silhouette. The old man's old face is facing the sun that is about to set. The road ahead is tortuous and difficult. No one knows how far we have to go, but the old man always tries his best. It's a good worship movement, and keep walking forward.
As a mainlander, Chen Xing found it difficult to understand their thoughts. But he respects everyone's freedom of belief.
This kind of behavior is very touching, isn't it? After Chen Xing introduced the shooting process of these photos, he said: "I also like the photo taken in the temple today. Everyone's face was happy, and men, women and even children participated. This may help us understand Tibetan culture better." Zeng Yungao clicked his tongue.
He wanted to help Chen Xing recommend a work to his friends, but now he likes every one of them.
"Where did you take this picture of the Miao village?" Chen Xing said, "A small village in southern Yunnan has a lot of history."
"I have been to Qianhu Miao Village in Guizhou. It is beautiful, but without this kind of atmosphere, you really know how to find a place to travel... Where is this one?"
"It's the snow mountain training camp I participated in before. This snow mountain is called Otana Snow Mountain. It's located in the Aba area of Sichuan Province."
"Let me be honest with you, I have a friend who is an editor at National Geographic. Originally, I wanted to help you recommend a piece of work to be published in their magazine..." Zeng Yungao said, stopping here to think about it, and continued: "Your works are very contagious. I will recommend a piece of work to you first, and then I will introduce him to you later."
"Thank you, Brother Zeng!" Chen Xing stood up to speak, but Zeng Yungao pushed him down and said, "It's okay, don't be so polite. I really like the photos you took. I sometimes take some things myself. , but I have never had my own style, so I am still very envious of you people with an eye for photography." Chen Xing said some more words of thanks, but was kicked under the table by Xu Di before he stopped.
Zeng Yungao admired Chen Xing more and more. He used to only regard this young man as a reporter following the shooting. He had seen such shooting before, but he had never encountered it himself.
The more contact he had, the more he discovered that Chen Xing was a very good person. He is very polite, young, but not arrogant. He followed me around for a long time without any complaints, and his photography skills are much higher than those of ordinary photographers.
