Chapter 142 Snow Mountain Climbers

Style: Romance Author: Tea Picking PeriodWords: 2011Update Time: 24/01/18 07:03:21
Zhang Richao, who was far away in China, received a call from the organizing committee and saw something even more disturbing in Chen Xing's updates.

It's over, it's all over! Chen Xing, this is just an internet celebrity photographer with only a few fans! I actually!

I would actually fall into his hands? What the hell! Obviously this photography festival is coming to an end. As long as he waits until the end of this photography festival, he can start his own operation so that the few photos he won the award cannot be circulated in the country. In this way, he can enjoy the honor of the award and completely avoid being found to have stolen the photos.

"Fuck!" He suddenly stood up and kicked the sofa at home with a ferocious expression. When he first used Chen Xing's works, he only had about 100,000 fans, distributed all over the country, and it was a small platform like Bilibili.

Why did you go to France? I also went to participate in the Winter Photography Festival. Can't you be a few days late?

At this time, calls kept coming in, and Zhang Richao didn't dare to answer any of them. Looking at the name displayed on the phone, he squeezed the phone tightly and completely collapsed on the sofa.

There was also a rare outburst of comments on Chen Xing’s feed. There are more people watching his videos, but fewer people watching the updates. Many fans just browse and see the videos and click to follow them if they think they are interesting. Generally speaking, these fans cannot see the updates.

Only the more loyal fans, the kind of fans who have been following Chen Xing's videos, will take the initiative to click on the homepage to see Chen Xing's updates.

"I just said that Chen Xing shouldn't have posted the original film. This is really the case!"

"Zhang Richao? I know this guy. This kind of news has been exposed before, but I have never been able to stop him. Hehe, look at these pictures Chen Xing posted, I'm afraid that bitch won't be able to turn over."

"Who is the Chinese Photography Association? How could such a person be allowed to become a member?"

"I just want to know if the organizer doesn't verify the photos after receiving them? For such an obvious thing, wouldn't it be enough to just check it on Huaxia's website?" Chen Xing was also puzzled by this question and was still in the office. Asked.

A staff member told Chen Xingdao: "All the works we receive will be posted on the website for a week. During this period, the works will be reviewed by everyone, but we cannot guarantee that there are no problems." The copyright of photographic works is inherently limited. It's hard to be sure. If Chen Xing doesn't find the original films, then who can prove that these works were shot by Chen Xing?

Chen Xing's anger also subsided a little, and he nodded and said: "I understand." Zhang Richao's phone number has been unreachable, and the organizing committee can't contact anyone for the time being.

However, Chen Xing's current evidence is conclusive enough. Chen Xing even called Chen Zhibing and used the characters in the work to prove that the work was shot by Chen Xing himself.

"This work can no longer be used." Someone sighed and shook his head. Although this was stolen by others, they spent a long time selecting a group of works that were worthy of winning the award. They spent a lot of effort. Now everyone feels that all the efforts they spent before have been wasted.

Said the old French man who asked people to clean up his desk and give Chen Xingteng his place.

"Sir, this matter is also our fault. We did not find out in advance that this was your photograph. We have issued a statement on the official website that Zhang will never appear in the European photography industry again."

"Well, thank you." Judging from the overall efficiency of the French in doing things, the organizing committee is already doing things fast enough.

The French people Chen Xing knew were always slow-moving. Even if there were already several tables lined up to eat in a restaurant, the waiters were still taking their time when paying the bill. Even after you called for a long time, they Then he would walk over slowly with a smile on his face.

In just half an hour, from certification to delisting the work, and even issuing a statement on the official website. Chen Xing no longer asked them to do more.

He stood up, looked at the enlarged photos and couldn't say anything, and said: "Oh, so be it." He was about to go out, but at this time he found that many people had gathered around the door of the office, and everyone looked at them curiously. Looking at Chen Xing, he was startled.

"Wait!" The old man stopped Chen Xing. He said to another staff member: "Go and close the door. This is a working area and no visitors are allowed!" Then he said to Chen Xing in a friendly manner: "I am Mesut Boli, the chairman of the organizing committee of this winter photography festival. We We can talk somewhere else. What do you want to drink?" Chen Xing looked at the situation outside and decided to wait a while before going out and said, "A cup of coffee will be enough." The two of them sat down on the sofa by the window in the room. Before the coffee came, Mesut said everything first. He asked: "After we saw your original work, we still think it is very good, so we want to use your work to replace the previously removed work. .”

"But the stolen work has been promoted by you for so long. Is it appropriate to change it now?"

"Appropriate." Mesut nodded, pointing to the hall outside and said: "Since we haven't finished selecting the first prize this time, our magazine for this photography festival has not yet started printing. There is no need to do any publicity. This matter has caused enough trouble." It would be better to say that by inviting Chen Xing to participate, the organizing committee will gain even greater fame.

Chen Xing thought for a while and said: "It's best not to use these three pictures. I have one here that I have kept for a long time. It was also a work taken at that time. Do you want to take a look first?"... In the exhibition hall, a The photographer said to his companion: "I seem to have seen this person before."

"Yes, of course you have seen it, at the train station in Nice." Salonia reminded.

"Ah, I remember!" Laina thought of the Asian man she saw at the station. He looked quite handsome, but he looked a little childish when holding a Coke can.

I just didn’t expect that he was also a photographer.

"Did you know this before?" Laina asked Salonia. Salonia shook her head and said: "I only know that he is a photographer, and he came here to visit like me. What a coincidence, his work was actually stolen, and I heard that it won the second prize. "The second prize was not taken seriously before, so many people forgot what the photos that were taken away looked like.

Now that everyone in the exhibition hall was interested, they each found people they knew and started chatting in groups.

The topic was naturally "The Climb" which was taken away. Not long after, the office was opened and two people hurried upstairs.

Twenty minutes later. A new work was placed in an empty space in the exhibition hall. "First Prize at the French Winter Photography Festival 2021 - Climbers in the Snowy Mountains"