Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 7: Become familiar with Chen Pingsheng

At night, lying on the kang, Chen Pingsheng looked out the window at the exceptionally bright night sky and the bright moonlight, feeling as if he had returned to the village of his childhood after a long absence.

At that time, grandma would humming children's songs at night and gently pat his little grandson through the quilt to coax him to sleep.

Later, after his grandmother passed away, Chen Pingsheng often suffered from insomnia for a period of time because no one was patting him.

Rural sentiment is always a nostalgia that lingers in everyone's midnight dreams. Although the village is very rundown and there is not much to eat, Chen Pingsheng does not feel uncomfortable.

Compared to cities made of steel and concrete that restrict everyone's words and deeds with silent rules, rural land makes people feel more free.

Of course, Chen Pingsheng knew that compared with the freedom of poverty, the constraints of wealth were more desirable.

As for what he feels now, it's just that Mr. Ye is a dragon. If he really stays here for a few years, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

As he was thinking about it, he seemed to be dreaming about the time when he was coaxed to sleep by his grandma on that summer night.

"Oh, oh, oh"

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a rooster crowing woke up Professor Li and his party.

Unable to bear it, Jin Jiani buried her head in the quilt, feeling her head buzzing.Professor Li got out of bed and came to the yard, ready to wash up.

As a result, she saw that Chen Pingsheng had packed up and stood at attention, squatting at the door and eating instant noodles. It looked like he was about to go out.

"Xiao Chen, why did you get up so early?" Professor Li used a wooden spoon to scoop a basin of water into the huge water tank. The water in Yao Village was brought from the well. The water in the water tank now is yesterday's water. Luo Gui helped them fight before leaving.

He pointed to the kitchen and said, "I'm hungry. I boiled a pot of hot water for you to make noodles."

Chen Pingsheng finished the last mouthful of noodles and drank the noodle soup in one gulp.

"Okay, but are you going out now?" Professor Li didn't expect this child to be so diligent.

"Yes, I will go to find out the situation in advance and see how to shoot." Chen Pingsheng picked up his camera bag, which contained Nikon F5 and Braunica SQ-A, as well as reflectors and filters.

Picking up the tripod again, he turned around and left the village chief's house.

Several other people finished breakfast and went out one after another after ten o'clock in the morning. Professor Li took them to walk around and look around, but strangely, they did not meet Chen Pingsheng.

Professor Li didn't think too much and went to the fields with the village chief and classmates at noon.

Under the bright sun, several old men wearing bamboo hats were working hard in the fields.The land near Yao Village is far from fertile, and the grain produced every year is enough to make ends meet, so the young people are scattered and are unwilling to stay here to do farm work.

The government also thought about getting some specialty seeds, but the harvest was not very good, so the idea was abandoned in the end.

When several young people saw an old man of this age still working hard, they felt that this was the only time they had seen this in their lives. They were suddenly inspired and took out their cameras and replaced them with telephoto lenses.

"It's amazing, this angle!" Wang Yifan muttered, and then adjusted the camera to P position, which is the fully automatic mode.

He climbed up a small slope and stood high at the top, taking pictures of the old man in the field.

The others also found different angles. Li Binbin chose to take a picture of several old men standing together to help each other. Jin Jiani, because she didn't buy a telephoto lens, simply ran closer to take pictures of the old man's profile.

Only Professor Li was still chatting with the village chief.

Watching the students start filming, her hands felt a little itchy.So I took out my camera from my bag and found an old man.However, Professor Li did not rush to take pictures. Instead, she first chatted with the old man about his recent life and harvest. Then, after the students had all taken the pictures, she took a picture while the old man was sitting in the field drinking water. photo.

In the picture, the old man is holding a plastic drink bottle that has been used for an unknown period of time and has become pitted with it, and is sipping water. In his hands are farm tools, and behind him is the endless barren land, which seems to symbolize the meager harvest of the year. harvest.

The whole picture looks desolate and heartbreaking. The huge proportion of the characters highlights the old man's withered body, forming a clear reflection between people and the land.

At this time, several young people were still praising each other's photos.

"This one, tsk tsk, is absolutely stunning, Jiani." Wang Yifan did not hesitate in his words of praise and praised Jin Jiani so much.

"I wonder what Brother Chen took?" Li Binbin wanted to know what Chen Pingsheng took, because the scene in front of him was really hard to see. If he missed it, he might not be able to take wonderful photos.

"Who knows, maybe I went to take pictures of children." Wang Yifan said casually.

But he didn't expect that Chen Pingsheng was actually staying with the child at this time.

"Brother Chen, look at this!" A little boy in a blue vest was holding a lollipop in one hand and a straight branch in the other, shouting excitedly: "Does it look like a sword?"

Chen Pingsheng sat on the small bench and immediately raised another branch: "Hey, look at this one!"

"You are not as straight as I am!" The little boy waved his hand and fought with Chen Pingsheng until the dust hit the ground was wiped away. "Xiao Huan, stop making trouble and let your brother Chen have a drink of water." Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of the house. He spoke fluent Mandarin, looked simple and honest, and wore long-sleeved clothes.

His name is Li Aping, and he is one of the few middle-aged people in the village. The reason why he stays in the village is because of his empty left arm.He had one of his arms cut off while working on a construction site, but he saved his life after first aid.But because of this, he couldn't find a job, so he had no choice but to return to the village.

The repair marks that Chen Pingsheng saw before were done by Li Aping, and the little boy in front of him is his son Li Mao.

And his wife is still working outside and pays them monthly living expenses.

After delivering water to Chen Pingsheng, Li Aping kicked his son out again and asked him to find a companion to play with. Then he sat in the yard and chatted with Chen Pingsheng.

"Children are ignorant." He smiled and touched the cigarette next to his ear, which was the Zhonghua given to him by Chen Pingsheng.

"It's okay, Brother Li. I am also a child from the village." Chen Pingsheng didn't mind the impurities in the water bowl. He took a few sips and asked, "Brother Li should have met the photographers who came here before."

"Hey, don't mention it." Li Aping felt a little angry when he said this: "When they come to the village, it's like coming to see a zoo. They take pictures during the day and at night. They have to ask me to roll up my sleeves to take pictures for them. If not The village chief said, I have to drive them out."

Chen Pingsheng could also imagine that scene, shook his head and said: "It's really too much."

"The most annoying thing is that some people want to film people in the village crying together, saying that if they cry, the company will give them money, shit!" Li Aping was so angry that he spat at the mouth: "You city people can say that we are poor, but you have no conscience. We don’t want the money that would cost us our dignity.”

Chen Pingsheng sighed.

After Li Aping finished speaking, he felt that the wording was not very appropriate, so he quickly said: "Brother Chen, I'm not talking about you. Don't take it seriously."

"Don't worry, Brother Li." Of course Chen Pingsheng didn't take it seriously. He knew very well what some unscrupulous photographers could do. There were so many fakers who had long forgotten the original intention of photography.For them, as long as there is traffic, they don't care about the feelings of the subjects.

Just like some Internet celebrities who gain attention, they are all for profit regardless of others.

"But Brother Li, I also have something to ask you for help with."

"It's about taking pictures. No problem. You're not a bad person. I'll help you." Li Aping readily agreed without even asking Chen Pingsheng for his specific request.

"Then I'd like to thank Brother Li."

"Thank you, you'll have dinner with me at noon soon, and we can have a few drinks." Li Aping finally found someone who could communicate and talk, and he finally had a place to express his depressed words.

"No problem, I'm happy to accompany you!" Chen Pingsheng responded happily.

After saying that, he first sent a text message to Professor Li, and then went to eat and drink at Li Aping's house.

The two of them drank not much, just four ounces of white wine. Although they were a little tipsy, Chen Pingsheng was still very sober.

But after Li Aping finished drinking, he never stopped talking. He talked about it from country to city, from village to outside village, from individual to couple. It was very similar to the group of people on the roadside in the Northeast in the middle of the night that Chen Pingsheng had seen. A middle-aged man playing skewers.

There was no other way, so Chen Pingsheng could only keep praising him. After waiting for a long time, until Li Aping said he was tired, he took advantage of the situation and put forward his own ideas.

"Want to get to know the people in the village and go to their houses?" Li Aping immediately patted his chest when he heard this and said, "No problem, Brother Chen, I will help with this. I have been to every house before and repaired the roofs. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely let you all see it.”

"Then please leave it to Brother Li!" Chen Pingsheng was also happy to accompany him for a few more drinks.

In this way, the two of them walked around the village after three o'clock in the afternoon. Professor Li and the others who were collecting stories around the village often saw Chen Pingsheng sitting on the roadside chatting with old men and women, or entering other people's homes and coming out with food. , rushing to the next house.

As a result, Wang Yifan and the others didn't quite understand whether Chen Pingsheng was here for filming or just a visit.

It wasn't until night fell and it was almost time to go to bed that Chen Pingsheng finally returned to the village chief's house and talked to others.

"Brother Chen, are you filming today?" Li Binbin, who was washing in the yard, asked with some confusion.

"I didn't take the picture, what's wrong?" Chen Pingsheng wiped his face with a towel and felt that he was less drunk.

"We took a picture of an old man working in the fields today. It's really rare to see him. Do you want to take a picture with us tomorrow?"

"Yes, Senior Chen." Jin Jiani also came over and stared with big eyes.

"That's pretty good." Chen Pingsheng smiled and did not respond, but advised: "But you should find some other scenes to take pictures tomorrow. Other teachers' teams have already taken pictures of farming in the fields. Don't By then it will be the same.”

"I think every photographer's shooting angle should be different. The same scene will be different if it's different people." Wang Yifan interjected.

Chen Pingsheng did not continue to speak. He could not persuade the damn ghost with good words. When the exhibition came, he would know who was the most embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)