China News Service, October 21 (Reporters Ding Si, Meng Qiwei)
At 10 a.m. on October 21, the photography exhibition "Dunhuang: A Story of Thousand Years of Love" opened at the Fabre Museum in Montpellier, France.
This exhibition is the largest Dunhuang photography themed exhibition in Europe so far. With the theme of "Classic Dunhuang Goddess", it reproduces the immortal charm of thousand-year-old grotto art. Chinese photographer Chen Xing and dancer Tang Shiyi jointly show the reality of Dunhuang art. vitality.
There are a total of 28 works on display in this exhibition, which are both classic and contemporary, providing photographers, enthusiasts and the public with an art exhibition with a diverse structure, rich content, and a collection of ancient and modern art.
As of three o'clock in the afternoon that day, the number of visitors to the photography exhibition was 792. Sophie Marceau and her daughter also attended the photography exhibition. According to interviews with reporters, Sophie Marceau and photographer Chen Xing have a deep personal relationship. Friendship even had a preface in a travel diary by photographer Chen Xing.
This photography exhibition will last for 6 days, and it is planned to select three more cities in Asia and America for exhibition. However, the works have been sold at high prices. This is a huge regret for other people who want to collect Chen Xing’s works. .
Curator Seth, who is also the gallery manager of photographer Chen Xing, mentioned in our interview that Chen Xing is the most talented photographer he has ever seen. His Chinese-style photography does not retain the rich heritage of Chinese culture. Shown to audiences around the world, artistry and culture are unique among young photographers...
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"Tell me honestly, sister, how much does one of your photos cost?" Tang Shiyi's voice came from the phone.
"I really don't know. Only part of it has been sold, and there is no specific information yet."
Chen Xing said in a helpless tone.
He was currently on a plane flying to Norway. He originally said he would get on the plane and take a nap, but Tang Shiyi called him quickly. The conversation lasted half an hour, and now the plane was almost landing.
Sweden and Norway are close to each other, and the straight-line distance between them is not as far as from Chengdu to a mountain city.
In addition to climbing and landing, the entire smooth flight time was wasted by this phone call.
"I didn't expect that you and Sophie Marceau are also related."
Chen Xing sat up and stopped resting. He asked the stewardess for a glass of water and continued: "Didn't I tell you before? I'm doing pretty well abroad. I've met most of the first-tier stars in France. Why, you Do you want to live in France too? I can help you introduce him."
"Bah, I'm not going."
French musicals have not developed as well as domestic ones.
Tang Shiyi was a little curious after seeing the news. After chatting about the current situation, he hung up the phone and sent the link to the news to Chen Xing.
Chen Xing moved his neck.
Because the flight was too short, few people on the plane really slept. They would either chat with each other or the people sitting next to them, or rest on the soft seats and listen to songs. Sometimes there were white clouds outside the window, and sometimes there were white clouds. A green land.
In Norway, the population is half that of Sweden, and the city's greening is better than that of Sweden.
So what you see from high in the sky is green, and there are often ponds among the green. The green land is cut into pieces, much like pieces of gemstones.
Looking inside the plane, two beautiful stewardesses were walking back and forth, taking care of passengers in need.
Although Norwegian Shuttle Airlines is only a low-cost airline, its service attitude is very good. The appearance of the stewardess is indeed worthy of the name stewardess. It doesn't matter if the ticket price is a little more expensive. Chen Xing doesn't want to see those stewardesses anyway, so he doesn't Don't believe in Daya.
Low-cost airlines do not mean that the planes are cheap, and models that can use mobile phones on the plane are not bad at all.
It just means that it has broken down the services of normal airlines. For example, ordinary flights will come with a meal. Low-cost airlines will not provide you with this meal for free. However, if you want to spend this part of the money, that is fine. You can order food.
"Hello passengers, I am Yurumilumi Jensen, the captain of this flight. Oslo has arrived. The temperature in Oslo today is 18 degrees and there may be heavy rain. Remember to bring an umbrella when traveling. I wish all passengers a happy journey."
This female pilot has a nice voice, but I don’t know what she looks like.
Get off the plane and go through customs.
There will be no trouble at customs when traveling from Sweden to Norway. Chen Xing let Chen Xing pass after just looking at the contents of his luggage.
These foreigners are just looking for food.
The temperature in Oslo is similar to Gothenburg, so there is no need to change clothes. There is no train at the airport. Chen Xing didn't even find a bus here, so he could only call a taxi at the entrance of the airport.
There are relatively few taxis in Northern Europe, which is inseparable from the high price.
If you really can’t find a bus, there’s nothing you can do.
The driver looked to be in his thirties, but half of his hair was bald in the front. He covered his face and looked a bit like Guo Da... Chen Xing was referring to Guo Dastanson. The driver's muscles looked very strong, and his arms covered his clothes. Very full, but not a bad person.
He didn't speak English, and Chen Xing certainly didn't understand Norwegian, so he asked him to send him to Oslo.
After getting on the bus, Chen Xing opened the translation software on his mobile phone and said, "Brother, is it far from Oslo?"
"It's not far. It'll be there in the evening. You Chinese people are smart enough to have this APP for convenient communication."
"Not in Europe?"
"It's not very convenient to use. Last time I picked up a Chinese guest, and the voice on his phone was the same as yours. The translation was too fast."
"Thank you. I don't think I saw the subway inside the airport?"
"Didn't see it? That means you didn't find it, haha, the elf made us meet together."
He was very happy. He could make a lot of money by taking a passenger from the airport to Oslo. He originally thought that the passenger was in a hurry, but he didn't expect that he just couldn't find the location of the subway. Well, this is really a sad story. I hope this handsome Huaxia I won’t have a bad impression of Norway just because of the price of the fare.
Anyway, the Chinese guy almost called the police last time.
"..."
"Then when can we arrive in Oslo?" Chen Xing asked again.
"Within an hour."
The road condition is good, but there is rain on the road today, so he needs to drive slower, otherwise the 40 minutes will definitely be up.
"But handsome guy, I need to tell you something. The starting price of a taxi in our country is 80 Norwegian kroner, 18 kronor per kilometer. This trip used to cost about 600 yuan. Do you accept it? If not, I can be here Let me put you down."
There is a small town outside the airport, and there are also buses to Oslo from here.
But it will definitely be a bit more troublesome.
Chen Xing has been in Sweden for a while and knows that prices in Northern Europe have always been high. He nodded and said, "I know, but I came in a hurry and don't have much Norwegian currency. Can I pay in euros then?"
"Okay, okay, just accept it."
It costs about more than 400 yuan in Chinese currency.
I heard that the most expensive place in the world is Norway. A meal in a restaurant will cost you blood instead of money. At that time, Chen Xing was mentally prepared for the prices here.
Fortunately, I also make a lot of money.
Chen Xing thought about the message Seth sent him in the afternoon.
The oil boss is really rich...
"Handsome, where did you come from? Chinese people usually come to us in the morning." The driver started to find a topic to talk about.
"Sweden."
"Sweden? Sweden is no longer good. It has fallen."
Chen Xing put his cell phone next to the driver's seat and kept listening to the driver's complaints about Sweden. It started raining heavily while the car was driving, and the visibility was very poor. Water visible to the naked eye outside the window was flowing on the road, and the sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the car was like beating a drum.
"I didn't expect it to rain so heavily now," the driver said.
It stands to reason that the rainy season should be over.
The speed of the car slowed down further, but the driver had already set aside time, and arrived at the hotel Chen Xing had booked in exactly one hour.
Chen Xing counted fifty-five euros from his wallet and gave it to him and said:
"Do you want to go back?"
"Yes, I don't live in Oslo."
"Be careful on the road."
"Hey, you're really interesting, kid. Take my phone number. If you need to go somewhere, remember to call me."
Chen Xing clicked on his phone a few times, nodded and said, "Okay, I have something to ask you."
Taxis in Europe can't be stopped casually on the road. Sometimes no taxi comes even after an hour of reservation. At this time, it would be much more convenient to have a driver's phone number... There is no middleman to make the difference!
Before Chen Xing got out of the car, someone opened the passenger door with a click. A man in a blue suit held an umbrella outside the car and said in English: "Is this Mr. Chen Xing?"
"it's me."
"Great, we thought you wouldn't arrive today, with all the rain."
Chen Xing nodded to him and got out of the car.
The umbrella was very big, and the two of us didn't get much rain under it.
The hotel is still a Marriott.
Chen Xing is now a frequent customer of this company. He has many records of booking rooms and is a member who has not opened a membership card.
The room is on the third floor.
Chen Xing didn't see any difference between the houses in Oslo and Sweden. When they got to the road, it was dark and raining heavily. The rain curtain made Chen Xing unable to see anything except the lights outside the car window. However, the Marriott Hotel has not changed much. It is a six-story high-rise building.
Six floors is definitely considered a tall building in Europe, especially in the city center.
European cities will not demolish old houses easily. They have a small population and there is no need to build high-rise buildings. You said that Sweden has a population of more than 10 million and high-rise buildings are nothing. Norway has a population of only about 5 million. Why are they worried? There are less than a quarter of the population in Chengdu.
So it’s basically still an old house.
Chen Xing took a shower in the room and walked to the window wearing a bathrobe.
The heavy rain outside the window is still pouring.
Downstairs is the fountain at the entrance of the Marriott Hotel. The entire hotel occupies an oval shape. In the middle of the oval is the hotel building. There is a fountain in the front, a small square in the back with trees on the side, and a straight street in the front. .
The location is very good, at the intersection of a T-intersection.
Looking along the road outside the window into the distance, although you can't see clearly what is covered by the rain, you can tell from the map that the Oslo National Theater is opposite, and then the Royal Palace is ahead.
Chen Xing likes rainy days very much. He finds that wherever he goes, he always encounters rainy days in the city.
The street lights on the ground were as strong as rows of soldiers under the rain, and the sound of raindrops was like a symphony in Chen Xing's ears.
He didn't sleep in bed that night. He opened the window a little.
It is difficult for rain to come in, but the wind is very comfortable, and the beige curtains are blown up by the wind from time to time.
The air conditioner is on, so I don't worry about how cold it will be.
He moved the sofa to the window, looked at the rain falling into threads under the light, covered himself with a thin blanket, and fell asleep quickly.
It's quite comfortable to sleep on the sofa occasionally.
Forget about the wooden sofa, Chen Xing felt that if the sofa was not soft, it would be meaningless.
The scenery outside the window has changed several times.
The rain gradually subsided, and stars occasionally appeared, but only the brightest ones could be seen. In the city, even in the cities of Northern Europe, it is impossible to have as good stargazing conditions as in the wild. The moon sets and the sun rises. But the wind didn't stop.
The curtains are like lovers, blown up by the wind from time to time, brushing against Chen Xing's legs...
When the light shone on Chen Xing's eyes, he woke up.
My body was a little stiff, so I stood up and moved around a little, then stretched my hands upwards and stretched myself.
"Bashi!"
Grabbing the curtain and pulling her to the left, she opened the window completely.
The cold wind suddenly rushed into the room that was warmed by the air conditioner, and the scenery outside the window was unobstructed.
Traffic, colorful flags, noise.
Chen Xing looked at the railing for a long time before going to wash up and change clothes. He had wanted to come to this city, oh no, this country for a long time. The book described this country as the most comfortable and leisurely country, but Chen Xing wanted to go out. Look how different it is here from Sweden.
Get dressed and go downstairs with your camera.
The fountain at the entrance of the hotel replenished important water resources yesterday and is now very active, with water jets spraying high.
Several children were playing in front of the fountain.
The sounds children make when they are happy are a bit harsh to Chen Xing's ears. They are all screams of unknown meaning, but the pictures are beautiful, especially the little Caucasian girl who has just learned to walk and is taken over by her five or six-year-old brother. She has golden hair. There were only a few of them, and they were being protected and played with by my brother amidst the misty moisture in the air.
Chen Xing took some photos.
A couple who were only a few meters away from Chen Xing saw Chen Xing taking photos and came over after discussing with his wife.
"Hello, are you taking photos? Can you give us some photos?"
"You are?"
"I am their parent." He pointed to the children playing.
"Oh..." Chen Xing said with a smile on his face, "Of course it's no problem, your children are very cute."
Photographers can take photos, but if you want to use them commercially, it’s best to discuss them with the model. For ordinary street photography, you can take a look at it yourself, but if someone wants a photo, you have to ask who it is. No matter who it is, as long as you take the photos, you have to be responsible for the photos.
"They are not as good as you said. They are a group of little devils." The woman said softly.
Chen Xing showed them the photo he just took.
The children were still playing, unaware that Chen Xing had captured a dark history for them that would be shown off by their parents for decades to come. (End of chapter)
