travel starts with photography

Chapter 361 Going to Sea, Small Island

Hearing that Chen Xing agreed to his request, Karl heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.

It's been a long time since he finished writing his last novel, and he waited until now because he wanted to have a cover that belonged only to him, to bid farewell to his present self and future self on this book.

This idea first came about after seeing the portrait photos taken by Chen Xing.

He has also asked many local photographers in Northern Europe, but he found that the people photographed by Chen Xing are more interesting. It has to be said that it is a very special fate to meet in this way in Oslo.

Chen Xing also sighed, and said, "I didn't expect you to bid farewell to this profession when I just started my career as a writer."

"You wrote a book too?"

"Yes, it's a French travelogue. In the past two years, I have traveled all over France from north to south, summarizing some attractions and points of attention when traveling in France, restaurants and hotels, etc., and wrote it into a book."

"Then I have to study it carefully. Although I have been to France several times, I really haven't really understood it well."

Chen Xing said with a smile: "If you can see my works in Norway, then I will really become a great writer."

Looking down, he saw "I'm Not a Writer After All" that Carl gave him, and said, "But I will send you a copy, which contains a lot of photos. Even if you can't understand Chinese characters, you can still understand those photos."

Carl is a man of several decades, so he naturally knew what Chen Xing was talking about, and said, "If you don't want this book, you can return it to me..."

Chen Xing quickly threw the book into the other hand away from Carl, and said, "Hey, you can't take back what you gave away."

This action made Carl smile with satisfaction.

It seems that Chen Xing still likes this gift very much.

He likes Chen Xing's sometimes clever and sometimes childish personality, which makes him feel a little younger. Knowing that Chen Xing also started writing, he also shared some skills and difficulties he encountered while writing.

He wrote this book as an autobiography, but during the writing process, his relatives learned about it and came to threaten not to let his name appear in the work, which forced Karl to change his relative's name.

Chen Xing felt that no matter what their images were in the book, they would at least be famous in history after they were written.

Changed the name. Don't the Norwegians around them know what they are called?

Alas, if Carl was Chen Xing's relative, he would never refuse to have his name appear in his book.

In the afternoon, Carl had other things to do, so he slipped away after receiving the call. Chen Xing wandered the streets alone for two hours, feeling a little bored. When he walked to the beach, he saw those yachts parked at sea again.

Well, I really want to go up and experience actinium.

Even if it is winter now, the sea is not frozen anyway, so it is comfortable to move a chair out to bask in the sun on the yacht during the day.

So Chen Xing began to think about who to contact.

He met several friends in Oslo, Sorin, Eriksen, Keira, Ai.These people all have yachts, and they talked about it that night. Although Keira doesn't know if she has one, she probably does.

Will the wealthy families living in Oslo have no yachts?

You can do without a car, but you can't do without a yacht.

But it is inconvenient for Keira to be a woman, Chen Xing is not very familiar with her, and Eriksson is obviously not a very playful person. After thinking about it, Ai is more suitable, and he can go to Iceland with him later.

Just you!
So take out your phone...

……

Here, Chen Xing is urgently contacting his friends to take a few girls out to sea, and on the other side, Knausgau has just entered the publishing house.

The book was supposed to be published in the middle of the year, but Knausgaard was never satisfied with the cover.

For writers of this level, the publishing house should pay more attention to the writer's opinion when contacting them. Otherwise, if a small writer dares to make such a request to the publishing house or even postpone the publication of the novel, then they will definitely let the small writer know why Hua'er is so popular.

Knowing that Knausgaard had gone to see Chen Xing today, several editors hurriedly asked him when they saw him.

"Mr. Knausgaard, was your communication with Mr. Chen smooth?"

"Did he promise to take your picture?"

This is what they care most about.

Chen Xing was the person Knausgaard wanted to cooperate with most after meeting many photographers. If he disagreed, then Knausgaard could not continue to be self-willed about the cover issue. Either he could find a random photographer to shoot, or he would listen to them and use the cover recommended by the publishing house.

After Knausgao came in, he took off his coat and hung it by the door. There were many foreigners in the editors of this publishing house, who couldn’t stand the cold in northern Europe, and the heater was turned on very high. He couldn’t stand the temperature and suffocated to death.

"Of course, Xing looks a bit cold from a distance, but he is a great young man when we meet him. Chatting with him, the time passed so quickly that I almost forgot to come here."

"So that's why you were late?"

Knausgaard smiled and said, "Yes."

The editor-in-chief also came out at this time and asked, "When will he be able to shoot for you?"

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he said he had to contact a studio first."

"Who's going to contact? Us?"

"He said he would come by himself."

"Okay, then we can get the book out before Christmas."

Europe has the habit of giving Christmas gifts to each other. At that time, this "Mein Kampf 6" by Knausgau will be bought by many people and given as Christmas gifts. Even a Norwegian can receive seven or eight copies of the same book in one night.

This year he wants the books to be all Mein Kampf

Thinking of this scene, the editor-in-chief looked at Knausgaard with a very gentle look.

This is not a writer, this is a cornucopia.

Then they held a small meeting to discuss how to promote this publication.Then two hours later, some forums in Norway suddenly broke the news that Knauss' new novel, which is also the last novel of My Struggle, will be published soon.

This message spread to the whole country at an extremely fast speed, then the Nordic region, and the European region.

When the publishing house saw this situation, Knaus Gao came forward and said a few words.

Facing the camera, Knausgaard said with a tired expression: "Yes, the sixth book is indeed about to be published. This is also my last novel. I will not continue to live as a writer in the future."

The reporters stood up collectively.

"Mr. Knausgaard, are you in good spirits?"

"Are you leaving this world?"

These are nothing too serious to watch. No matter what answers they get here, when they return to the company, an article "Mr. National Writer Karl Ove Knausgaard Decided to Die" will definitely be published immediately.

There were also normal people who asked, "Mr. Knausgaard, do you want to seal your pen? Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

"A lot. I want to go fishing, climb mountains with my friends, and travel around the world. I'm already 50 years old, and I don't have much time left for free activities. By the way, I may also be a photographer. I know a friend who is very good at taking pictures. I also invited him to shoot the portrait cover of this novel for me."

Huh?Knausgaard spoke highly of this photographer.

Authors in the cultural circle know that Knausgaard has been waiting for this cover for several months, who is waiting now?
"Who is the photographer you are talking about?"

Knausgaard nodded and said: "It is the photographer I want to work with the most, Chen Xing from China, Mr. Chen, his works have a strong sense of story, I want to use his creation to separate the present me from the future me."

Yes, cutting.

The former him has gone with the publication of several autobiographies, but the future life will continue.

Just like what he said before, maybe he can still become a professional photographer. Even if he doesn’t write anymore, he will use another way to express his inner feelings.

"Chen Xing?"

Some people heard this name for the first time, and some people knew Chen Xing a little bit.

However, when they go back, they will search for information about the photographer. After all, Chen Xing's shooting has determined the publication time of Knausgaard's work, which still needs to be explained in detail.

………………

wind!
Cold wind!

In the cold wind, Ai only wore a leather swimsuit that covered his whole body, and surfed on the sea while pulling a rope connected to the yacht. His curly hair was wet by the water, and he pushed it behind with his hands, making strange noises!

"Woohoo! It's so cool, Xing, do you want to try surfing?"

On the deck, Chen Xing was holding on to the railing of the yacht, the wind made his hair rattle, rattle...

There is only him here, no girls!

Damn it, I should have thought of it a long time ago, how could Ai, who pursues excitement, have a comfortable yacht? This one of his is a speedboat, and it is a little bigger, and it is called a yacht.

Chen Xing didn't believe it.

Oh, no, it cannot be said that he is the only one on this boat, and there is also a friend who was called by Ai to drive the yacht, named Tom or Sham. Anyway, driving a yacht on this sea is as crazy as Ai, and the huge water splash can fly more than three meters high as the speedboat passes by.

"I won't!" Chen Xing shouted.

If you don't shout louder, Ai who is pulling the rope may not be able to hear you.

"No? It doesn't matter, it's very simple."

Chen Xing didn't want to go. It wasn't a question of whether he would or not. The key point was that he was a relatively average swimmer. He was terrified of playing such dangerous sports on the water, so he might as well blow the cold wind on this boat.

Alas, I will never come out with Ai again next time.

Regret...

The yacht racing was very exciting at the beginning, but after a long time, it was quite boring, but Ai had a great time playing skateboard.

Chen Xing saw an island in the distance, and Tom, who was driving the yacht, asked, "Is that island Nakelmen Island?"

"Yes, a resort island."

Chen Xing and Suo Lin had seen this island before when they were looking at the sea in the manor. They heard that there were many beautiful stones and shells on it, so they said, "Can we go and play on it?"

Tom was not in charge, he was only called to sail the yacht.

"You have to ask Ai about this."

Chen Xing hurried to the stern of the boat to shout, and called Al Orlando who had been playing for a long time.

After he got on the boat, he said, "What's the matter? Have you thought about it? Surfing is a very interesting thing, and I promise you will like it."

"No, no, I heard that there are many colorful stones and shells on Nakolmen Island. I want to go up and have a look."

Ai widened his eyes.

"My God! Are you a girl or a boy? Who likes those shiny stones?"

"I'm not a girl, but I have my own girl." Chen Xing explained.

"You have a girlfriend?"

"Yes, it's obvious."

"Then you still asked me to find some small models for you, you are really... really bad, hehehe!"

Chen Xing patted his forehead.

"Why would I find you, I should go to Thorin..."

He thought Eriksson was a pure and innocent chick, why is it that you, Ai, are also like this?

"What do you want him for?" Ai sighed and folded his arms. "If I had known that you liked this kind of tune, I shouldn't have come out with this boat. If I had told you earlier, I thought you Huaxia people were not like this."

"What kind of person?" Chen Xing rolled his eyes.

It's not that he wants to do something with the models, he just wants to experience the corrupt life of capitalists, so what's the matter?
"Okay, it's already out anyway, you want to find stones on the island to send to your girlfriend?"

"Well, she likes colorful things."

It was not far away at first, but now the boat will arrive at the pier soon after heading in that direction.

Chen Xing asked, "Is there your house on it?"

"No, the price of the house is very expensive. Eriksson has it. If you want to see it, you can ask him for the password of the gate."

"never mind."

There were not many boats at the pier. It seemed that some boats had been parked for a long time, and there were many dirty things on them. Chen Xing even saw the dead bodies of fish.

Oh, my heart hurts so much.

It is suggested that the yachts and luxury cars that the rich don’t want can be donated to the poor themselves. These sophisticated things are not easy to break after long-term use. It is estimated that electronic parts will have problems after a few months.

The three of them went to the island, and Ai introduced: "This island has a lot of people in summer, and now it is estimated that there are only some people who have lived there for a long time or community workers."

Although this is a resort island, it is also a community.

Every day, people come here by boat to clean and check the infrastructure, so the road surface is still clean. The houses are different from the houses in the city. The houses here are in a uniform color, and they look neat and beautiful.

To go to the beach on this island, Chen Xing had to go through the entire resort.

Fortunately, it wasn't too big here, and he soon saw a sandy field.

The beach here is not as comfortable as the beach in France. Although he didn't take off his shoes, Chen Xing still feels that the sand here is too rough and not delicate.There were about a dozen people on the beach, including five children.

Indeed, this rumor of colored stones and shells could easily appeal to some girls and young children.

When traveling to a city, souvenirs can be commemorative coins bought in stores, local specialties, a stone or a shell here, anything that reminds you of this place when you see it.

(End of this chapter)