Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 34 Crow standing on the branch
"Dumb~dumb~"

Accompanied by the crow of crows, Chen Pingsheng drove away from his ancestral home.

Chen Pingsheng, who was speechless all the way, went straight to the hotel. The first thing he did after returning was to fall on the bed and fall asleep.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning, when heavy snow covered the streets and a thin layer of ice formed on all the windows, that he woke up from his dream in a daze.

"Well..." Chen Pingsheng rubbed his painful temples, feeling really tired.

"Wow!" The sound of water flow awakened him from his hazy sleep. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself reflected. It was not a crow or black feathers, but a real human being.

Today is his first weekend in Songyuan and his second time in the city.

Chen Pingsheng opened the hotel door and walked into the biting cold wind wearing a down jacket.

In just one day, the weather in Songyuan took a turn for the worse. The temperature reminder on his mobile phone showed zero degrees and cooling warnings. Chen Pingsheng put his hands in his pockets and put on a mask, so he didn't feel so cold.

Although he was not used to the weather, for some reason, Chen Pingsheng felt that the snow was just right.

In the artistic conception of photography, the white snow symbolizes silence, loneliness and death, which matches well with the symbol of crow in the eyes of the world.

After cleaning up the garbage on the mountain in the past few days, Chen Pingsheng bought some things again. This time he also bought a bunch of canned products.When he was a child, his family loved to eat canned food. He ate so much that he got tired of it, so that when he grew up, he would never consider such a thing.However, these few days in the mountains made him miss that smell.

Canned lychees, canned peaches, and canned sardines, which were considered not nutritious by parents in childhood memories, have now become even more precious due to memories.

After shopping for food, he drove back to the car dealership, paid the boss for next week, and filled up the tank with gas.

Everything was ready again, but it was only just two o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Pingsheng, who usually arranges everything well in advance, fell into a kind of confusion. He touched his chest without hanging the camera, which he left in the hotel.

But without the camera, he didn't know what else he could do.

He leaned against the car, unable to even hold the phone.

From a broad perspective, the urban area of ​​Songyuan is no different from other Northeastern old cities. It has slightly low buildings, gray and khaki walls, dilapidated signboards, and the chimneys on the roofs are steaming. Pedestrians are walking with their hands folded. .The snow at the entrance of some hotels has been cleared, and red welcome blankets can be seen, but they also look a bit old.

Chen Pingsheng shrugged the tip of his nose and suddenly smelled a scent.

That was the taste of Northeastern cuisine in his memory.

So he locked the car and walked into a restaurant serving Northeastern cuisine facing the snow.

"How many people are there?" As soon as he entered the door, the eldest sister in a pink coat greeted him enthusiastically.

"One." Chen Pingsheng held out a finger.

"One person, please come in!" the eldest sister shouted, and the waiter immediately came over and led Chen Pingsheng to his seat.

"Brother, what can we eat?" The waiter is a young man who doesn't look very young. His acne is very conspicuous, but he always has a smile in his words.

Opening the menu, Chen Pingsheng felt familiar with the dishes on it. He skillfully ordered his favorite dishes: "Let's have some pork belly, some braised pork vermicelli, and some vegetarian mixed dishes."

"Okay! Brother, what would you like to drink?" The young man picked up the menu and pointed to the refrigerator where the drinks were stored.

"Peanut Dew." When I returned to the Northeast, I naturally wanted to drink the taste in my memories.

The waiter quickly walked into the kitchen. Chen Pingsheng looked at the glass plate on the table in front of him. There were some old newspapers and jokes underneath.After taking a closer look, it turned out to be those semi-dirty jokes, just like the ones you would see in the men's room on weekdays.

He didn't order the most famous Guobao Pork in the Northeast. If he were in the South, he might be able to finish one portion by himself. In the Northeast, it would be difficult to finish a plate without three people.

After all, weight is also a characteristic of Northeast China.

The food was served very quickly, and the golden color of the pork slices mixed with the rich sauce looked mouth-watering.The pork stewed vermicelli is served in a large porcelain bowl. The fat and thin meat slices exude heat, forming the most obvious visual impact with the crystal clear vermicelli.As for the vegetarian mixed mix, it is a delicacy that can only be ordered in Northeastern restaurants. Put peanuts, fungus, cucumber, soybean sprouts, coriander, and carrot shreds into a basin. Add salt, chicken essence, diluted vinegar essence, chili powder, and sesame seeds and mix well. , and finally pour it onto a plate and serve.

Chen Pingsheng picked up a bite and put it in his mouth. The hot and sour taste and refreshing taste immediately filled his taste buds, making people salivate.

After eating the delicacies of his hometown, he immediately left everything behind.

He ate very quickly, and in just two and ten minutes, he had almost eaten.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the half of the dishes left and called the waiter over: "Pack it up."

"Okay, brother." The young man quickly put the leftovers into the lunch box and handed it to Chen Pingsheng.

After paying, Chen Pingsheng walked out of the door and returned to the car with a "Brother, come back next time".

"Huh." He took a few deep breaths, feeling that his low mood had eased, and the feeling of fullness in his stomach also gave him some motivation.

Looking at the snowy scene in front of me, I feel it’s lovely.

Most of the perception of life depends on changes in emotions.Chen Pingsheng knew that he was a little obsessed because he had been shooting alone in the mountains these past few days.Although this state is beneficial to his works, if maintained for a long time, he will bear great physical and mental stress.

Fortunately, it's not far from the city, so he can come back at any time to adjust.

For the rest of the day, Chen Pingsheng didn't do anything. He just stayed in the hotel lazily, took a good bath, and then watched funny videos on video websites for a long time.

Although it felt like a waste of time, he enjoyed the feeling of wasting time, and it was not just a waste, at least he felt much better.

It wasn't until night that Chen Pingsheng opened the link sent to him by Boss Lin, downloaded the photos for Wei Seya, and began to color them one by one.

By the time he finished adjusting the colors, it was already midnight. He looked at the clock and submitted this week's photography book assignment.

"This week's task has been submitted and is being evaluated..."

"Evaluation completed, this week's rating: A+, 8 lucky draw opportunities."

"Do you want to draw the lottery now?"

Chen Pingsheng chose yes.

The same lottery box, the same shaking, the same spray of color bars.

The only difference is that this time there is one prize that Chen has never seen before.

「恭喜你获得以下奖品：摄影技术*2、摄影灵感*1、摄影视野*2、剪刀*1、手套*1、拍摄机会*1」

"Photography opportunity?" Chen Pingsheng muttered, and clicked on the prop bar. There was a small lottery ticket with the word opportunity written on it.

Click to see the details, this is how it is described.

"Photography opportunities: After use, you will get a precious opportunity to shoot across circles. Including but not limited to: entertainment, politics, humanities, and scenery."

It seems to be a good opportunity, but Chen Pingsheng is not blessed to enjoy it now. If he can get it immediately after using it, what will happen to his works.

Therefore, he could only use this lottery ticket after his work was officially entered into the competition.

If you think about it this way, life will still have many surprises.

Chen Pingsheng smiled, fell on the bed, let the fatigue cover him, and continued to fall into a soft sleep.

(End of this chapter)