Chapter 11After taking pictures, Mu Chen went to the retreat house.Xing Wen ignored him, Gu Zi rummaged through his home, looking for a key or magnetic card that could enter and exit the photography studio, and planned to go over and have a look while he had nothing to do today.He has an independent photography studio in the world, located in the suburbs, quite a distance from here.Xing Wen touched the car key to go out, thought about it, and knocked on Mu Chen's door.Why?
The sound seemed to come out of the quilt.I'm going out for a trip.Xing Wen said.There was no response inside, Xing Wen heard the sound of turning over and pulling the quilt, and estimated that the weak fox might have caught a cold.This plastic physique.As soon as Xing Wen's coat was put on and he left, Mu Chen lay on the bed with a headache to death, and when he closed his eyes, he seemed to be still standing in the pool, dizzy and cold.He simply didn't sleep, got up and opened the door, Xing Wen had already left the house.There was a bag of things hanging on the doorknob, and Mu Chen scooped it up and looked at it.That's a bag of cold medicine.
-Xing Wen drove for more than an hour to arrive at the legendary studio.It was a two-storey gray building with a diagonal quadrangular prism on the outside, and a Chinese-style courtyard with a row of bamboos planted on the south side.Xing Wen parked the car and saw that the door of the studio was locked with fingerprints.But he was in no hurry to get in, for there sat a little boy he knew on the iron ladder built along the outer wall of the building.It turned out to be Jiang Xi, holding the book in his arms, got up and stepped down the ladder.Why are you here?
Xing Wen opened the door, and there was a faint fragrance like tea leaves.My house is right behind here.Jiang Xi pointed backwards, and there were a few villas in the distance.Xing Wen reasonably speculated from this that Jiang Xi had previously said that he had seen him, and it should be near this studio.Come in and sit down for a while?
Xing Wen looked at him for a moment, remembering that it was only the beginning of December: You don't have to go to school?
No, ask for a tutor at home.Jiang Xi came in generously, it was more beautiful than I thought, are those your works?
Xing Wen looked in the direction of his finger, and after entering the door, there was a long corridor, and the walls were covered with white wooden frames and nailed photographs.Xing Wen stopped, squinting slightly in the light that came in through the floor-to-ceiling window.From the lush spring days to the snow-capped deep winters, there are lakes and yellow sands, which are indeed beautiful.The person who took the picture has trekked through mountains and rivers with a camera on his back and has been to every one of the best places in the world.seems to have lived as Xing Wen once idealized.Xing Wen stood for a long time, and the complicated and confused emotions in his heart surged, and he couldn't tell whether it was envy or what.Why don't you have a drink?
There should be tea or coffee.After Xing Wen finished speaking, he remembered that junior high school students should not like to drink this.Just drink tea.Jiang Xi smiled, it is best to have black tea or Pu'er.There is a vacant area on the second floor of the studio, where a set of tables and chairs for afternoon tea is placed, and the light is very good, and the green bamboo in the courtyard can be seen through the double-height floor-to-ceiling windows.The beautifully colored tea was poured into the cup, Jiang Xi lay in front of the glass cabinet and looked at the dazzling lenses and films, and Xing Wen didn't stop it.I feel that they all look the same, where is the difference between these shots, Jiang Xi said.There are many kinds of lenses, wide-angle, macro, telephoto Xing Wen walked over, generally adjusted the lens according to the needs of shooting, shooting with a wide angle, if shooting magazines, Xing Wen through the glass cabinet, clicked on the 24-70 zoom lens, that is a lens he used to use in the past, so you can recognize at a glance: in the studio with enough lighting, it is very convenient to use this.Jiang Xi looked confused.It was the first time Xing Wen had seen such a complete set of equipment, and walked around the same place as this showroom, and then noticed another glass cabinet resting in the corner.At a glance, Xing Wen recognized the card machine in the middle layer, because he had used exactly the same one.CanonS95, he bought when he was fifteen years old, the first camera in his life, is now considered an antique.It's incredibly small in his hand, Xing Wen puts it in his schoolbag every day, and pats it everywhere if he is too lazy to go to class.Xing Wen opened the cabinet door and was shocked to find that the other three SLRs he had used were also inside.It's not easy to have a hobby, Jiang Xi suddenly said that some people have lived a lifetime inexplicably, and they don't know what they like.Xing Wen carefully removed the Nikon D850 that was resting on the top, it was the most expensive he had ever bought, and he didn't know how many odd jobs he had done.The camera still has electricity, Xing Wen took off the lens cover and skillfully adjusted the focus, held the body steady, and faced the bamboo forest outside the floor-to-ceiling window.In the sudden whistling wind, he pressed the shutter.At this moment, the light pours into the aperture of the lens, enters the camera's sealed black body, and images.Let me see?
Jiang Xi immediately leaned over.Don't give.Xing Wen hurriedly glanced at it and turned it off, put the camera back in its place, and walked out, it is a good thing to have hobbies, but being overzealous is tormenting, because everyone is mortal, and there are always more things that you can't get than you can get your hands on easily.He can't do the job of photography, he can't replace Xing Wen in this world to engage in art, liking or even loving is not omnipotent.Jiang Xi followed him back to the table, and the tea was already cold for a while.The phone on the table shook, showing an unread WeChat message.Xing Wen touched it and looked at it, it was a person named Yue Hengjie, this person Xing Wen hadn't paid much attention to before, the two seemed to be friends, and occasionally made an appointment to drink together.Yue Hengjie: Big black!
Yue Hengjie: I heard Dongdong say that you asked him for the studio key?
You don't have a honeymoon with Xiaobai, so you started business so soon Xing Wen silently knocked a question mark.This big black and white, are you talking about him and Mu Chen?
The signal here is not very good.Xing Wen's question mark turned around for a long time and couldn't be sent.But Yue Hengjie's message came in: I haven't seen you for a long time, and I have a chance to drink together again!
It's better downstairs by the window.Jiang Xi said as he drank tea.Xing Wen went down with his mobile phone, withdrew the question mark, and replied with a good yes, but the signal was still blindly circling in circles.The signal by the window was really much better, and Xing Wen received new news.YUE Hengjie; Now that it's open, make up for the Barcelona movie promotional photos you owed me before!
Xing Wen's good must have been sent out smoothly at this time.Yue Hengjie: !!
Xing Wen hurriedly wanted to clarify that Barcelona's promotional photos were not taken casually, and he hadn't finished typing yet, his Weibo exploded first, and the official blog of Barcelona Film reacted quickly and forwarded and @ him.The original Weibo was posted by Yue Hengjie, and this person turned out to be the chief planner of Barcelona Magazine @Yue Hengjie: I am worried that someone Xing will regret it, and this screenshot is hereby taken as proof: [Picture] It has only been less than three minutes, and the bottom has been filled with the sound of the wave of anticipation: My big Barcelona finally made an appointment with my teacher Xing during the Chinese New Year!
In the empty platform on the second floor of the studio, Jiang Xi looked down at Xing Wen's figure, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.Only then did a smile of unknown meaning slowly emerge on his lips.The author has something to say: according to the routine, the next step should be to shoot the little white fox lying at home.There have been so few comments recently, has everyone started school qaq chapter 12 mu chen sat at his desk, sneezed violently, and worked mentally.It was nearly dusk, the office was dimly lit, and under the effect of headaches, the tabular data on the screen was pulled into a long and eerie beating line.There was two knocks on the door, and Xing Wen walked in.Why haven't you gotten off work yet?
Mu Chen looked at each other through the lenses of his glasses.Won't you let me stay and change your speech?
Xing Wen looked fierce.Mu Chen looked at him, and smiled for some reason, don't change it, go buy a cup of coffee.The sunset outside the window dyed each other's figures with a layer of orange, and when Xing Wen was in a trance, he approached and stretched out his hand.Mu Chen remained motionless, waiting quietly, the hand failed to fall on his forehead, and the heaviness was also formed from this moment.I'm really tired and don't know what I'm doing.Xing Wen responded and turned around to leave, Mu Chen suddenly couldn't make a sound in his mouth, so he could only reach out in a panic to pull the click.The dream was interrupted at the right time, Mu Chen opened his eyes, and the sky outside the bedroom was bright, and it was obviously past noon.His throat was so dry that he was smoking, Mu Chen forcibly got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, this kind of dream in a dream made him tired all over his body.Especially the process of work in the dream was too detailed and real, Mu Chen wanted to retch as soon as he entered the bathroom, but forcibly held back.After taking a bath, people are not so cold, Mu Chen wiped his hair and came out, and the door of the house opened at this time.Xing Wen entered the house very tiredly, smelled a smell of shower gel and shampoo, and saw Mu Chen at the top of the stairs as soon as he looked up.It looks like he has just woken up, and his face is a little red.Coming back?
Mu Chen came down, and his voice sounded quite nasal.Xing Wen was so tired that he almost collapsed, and reluctantly asked: You didn't take medicine?
I ate everything, I ate a little bit of everything, it didn't work.Mu Chen went to pour water and drink.Every medicine is still wet with rain and dew, not afraid of poisoning?
Xing Wen pinched the bridge of his nose and half-closed his eyes.He is not in a good mood now, he didn't sleep all night last night, and he spent a night in the studio with photographic equipment.didn't make up anything, and the Barcelona incident made him extremely anxious.Poisoned pull down.Mu Chen sat down on the single sofa next to him, and saw Xing Wen with his head up, his eyes closed, and he wanted to go back to his room to sleep.Xing Wenren looks murderous, but the side face line is very eye-catching from this angle, the bridge of the nose is as straight as a peak, and the lips and chin line are beautiful and sexy.Xing Wen opened his eyes without sleeping, and happened to see Mu Chen looking at him in a daze, and turned his face to the other side uncomfortably, the person from the art museum just contacted me and said that the exhibition hall of the photography exhibition has been arranged, let me go over tonight to see if you go?
The other party invited the two husbands, and Xing Wen had no choice but to ask.Go ahead, it's boring to be at home.Mu Chen replied.Well, Xing Wen responded, closed his eyes again, and this time he fell asleep like this.
-At six o'clock in the evening, it was dark, and as soon as Xing Wen drove out, he received a call from Yue Hengjie.He hadn't eaten anything since last night, and after the half-upturned sleeping position in the afternoon put him on his pillow, he was not only suffering from low blood sugar but also had a pain in his neck.I'll make it clear to you, what I promised was to drink together, not to take pictures of magazines.Xing Wen tried his best to soothe his tone.Yes?
What did you say?
Yue Hengjie is noisy over there, don't thank you too much, everyone is brothers!
If only Barcelona could ask you to do a full-time photographer!
Xing Wen finally became irritable: Your ears are in the wolf's mouth!
Yes?
Yue Hengjie finally realized that something was wrong, ah, ah, what's wrong with you, why are you angry, what should you do, Xiaobai is there, hurry up and coax someone to coax me to be three years old!
Xing Wen hung up the phone after yelling.Mu Chen sat in the co-pilot, and couldn't help laughing on the spot: What are you doing so fiercely.You care about me.Xing Wen increased the speed of the car, and his face was gloomy.Slow down, or I'll open it instead.Mu Chen had a terrible headache, and he hit and killed the online custodian and said that you carried me to martyrdom, and then you have to be buried together I am very annoying now, Xing Wen slowed down the car, don t hit me with the muzzle.The feeling of low sugar made him gradually dizzy, and he couldn't even feel what he was saying when he was confused.When you were in high school, didn't you love photography?
Mu Chen squinted, now that Barcelona is looking for you, you don't want to shoot again?
I can't.Xing Wen said categorically that liking is different from work.It takes ten years to practice art, and Xing Wen's consideration is that since it will definitely be messed up next, then try not to start.Why not?
Talent, technology, what are you missing?
Mu Chen coughed, his face burned red, you can't do it, you are cowardly, the opportunity is in front of you, and the cowardly car made a sharp turn and stopped on the side of the road.What do you know?
Is it chicken soup for the soul that you have read too much children's literature?
Xing Wen felt unprecedented anger, whether Barcelona's work is taken over is my business, I will make my own judgment, and I don't need you to teach.Xing Wen glared at the other party angrily, and the little confusion that had been pressed in his heart these days finally came up all at once.Mu Chen also looked at him, as if he didn't recognize him in a trance, and finally a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips.It's like sarcasm, but it's more sad, it's just that Xing Wenqi is too ruthless to see clearly.Also, you will make your own judgment, but I am too lenient.Mu Chen unfastened his seat belt with one hand and lowered his eyes: I shouldn't have cared about you from the beginning, but I have a good life, I will strip naked and soak in the pool in the winter to play with you?
You get me off!
Xing Wen was simply inexplicable.Mu Chen had a cold face, opened the car door without saying a word, and went down without hesitation.The door was slammed shut, and the car drove out immediately, and Mu Chen was thrown into the cold wind of December and sneezed fiercely.Xing Wen's heart was beating like it was about to jump out of his chest, so he forced himself to drive all the way to the vicinity of the art museum, and bought a plate of chocolate and a bottle of mineral water from 711 at the entrance of the subway station.He stood in a place where the wind was not so strong, and he stuffed half of the board indiscriminately, and only began to pour water until his throat was too sweet to stand it.The problem of hypoglycemia is inherited from my mother, it is not too difficult to deal with, as long as you supplement sugar in time, it will generally improve in three to five minutes.In the past, just in case, he carried candy with him, but today he forgot it.Xing Wen stood and waited for his body to slowly return to normal, and threw the remaining water and chocolate into the trash.Twenty-five years later, it was the first time he felt so uncomfortable because of this disease.Xing Wen wiped the water from his mouth with the back of his hand, and walked slowly towards the art museum alone, and Su Xi, the little planner in charge of answering, stood at the door waiting for him.Teacher Xing!
Su Xi smiled and waved his hand, why are you alone, Mr.
Mu?
He's got something going on.Xing Wen frowned.That's a shame.Su Xi said that it would be nice to be able to watch it with him.Xing Wen didn't answer, Su Xi didn't say anything else, and quietly took him into the art museum, where there were always guidelines and promotional posters leading to the photography exhibition.Teacher Xing watched slowly, and I won't accompany you.When he arrived at the door of the exhibition hall, Su Xi said very consciously that if there is anything he is not satisfied with, he can contact me at any time.Thank you.Xing Wen nodded and stepped into the exhibition hall.A long corridor winds and turns, giving it a literary and fresh appearance, and photographic works are arranged along the corridor.Xing Wen raised his eyes and looked over and stood in place in disbelief