fringe artist

Chapter 106. 104. Why Do You Have Regrets in Life

In the brightly lit office, white-collar workers in professional suits were all busy, and the sound of phone calls mixed with the hum of printers filled the entire space.

Everyone is busy in the small and narrow offices, busy with their own salary and their own future.

Chen Li'an and Bai Qing followed a staff member, and followed him around the office absent-mindedly, not listening to a word of his introductions.

This time the work is still almost finished, and these busy scenes are their goal this time.

Xiangjiang people are in two completely different states in life and in the workplace, and such a crucial point cannot be missed.

Chen Li'an raised the camera in his hand to a salesman who was making sales calls, and recorded his passionate side.

"Zhang Sheng, you will definitely make a lot of money buying this product." The man in the gray suit said flickeringly, "Zhang Sheng, the financial crisis will not affect us, and the Americas will be affected, so we can take the opportunity to make a lot of money." A sum."

Looking at this scene, Bai Qing felt very divided, and couldn't understand how they did their work so passionately, but they were so depressed after get off work.

"Thank you Zhang Sheng!" The man in the gray suit suppressed his excitement and shouted: "It's definitely a big profit, congratulations Zhang Sheng in advance!"

After hanging up the phone, the man excitedly waved his fist, apparently fooling a big client.

The camera in Chen Li'an's hand accurately recorded the scene just now, then put down the camera in his hand and said to Bai Qing: "You can see their passion and hard work."

Bai Qing nodded, feeling that the man who successfully billed just now was more passionate than when he was painting.

The man leading Chen Li'an and Bai Qing looked back at the camera in Chen Li'an's hand, and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Chen, if it wasn't for Manager Tang's consent, ordinary people wouldn't be able to take pictures here."

Chen Li'an patted the camera and said to him understandingly: "Don't worry, I won't take any sensitive pictures, and I will check with Mr. Tang after I finish."

"That's the best." The man said with a smile, "Mr. Chen can understand, and we can do it much easier."

This time he was able to come here to take pictures, Chen Li'an still asked Mr. Tang for help, otherwise ordinary companies would not let people in to take pictures casually.

But even if someone took care of him, Chen Li'an would not be so reckless as to take pictures of everything, and the people who took pictures would have to give them red envelopes to buy the portrait rights of the pictures taken.

In the hundreds of photos before, Chen Li'an didn't realize this problem at the time. When he asked Mr. Tang for help this time, it was his reminder that made Chen Li'an remember to avoid risks.

Otherwise, if this work is sold, it will be very troublesome if someone asks for trouble.

Those who have been photographed before have to find someone to talk to one by one in the next period of time. In short, it is a very troublesome thing.

Bai Qing is also learning to take pictures with Chen Li'an. He is very talented in the choice of angles and composition. He is a painter with a strong sense of aesthetics, and he learns very quickly.

However, compared with Chen Li'an, who has a talent bonus, he is much worse. Often, only one of the more than ten photos can be selected for use.

Chen Li'an and Bai Qing walked around the office a few times, took more than 100 photos, and after using up all the film, they breathed a sigh of relief and turned their heads to look at each other and smiled.

I am very satisfied with the photos taken today. The staff here are in surprisingly good condition, and all of them are very motivated, which fits the theme of the work very well.

Chen Li'an looked at the staff member who had been carrying him all the time, glanced at his badge and said, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry to trouble you today, we've already filmed it."

"You're welcome, you are Manager Tang's friend." The man smiled, then looked at Chen Li'an and Bai Qing and said, "Manager Tang should have finished the meeting by now, I'll take you there."

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you." Chen Li'an replied with a smile. His help is over, so he naturally needs to show off in front of the leader. Even if Chen Li'an doesn't have to go to Mr. Tang's office for a special meeting, he still has to give him a chance to show off. .

Ten minutes later, Chen Li'an was sitting in Mr. Tang's office, seeing how busy he was, he stood up and said goodbye.

"Mr. Tang, if you are so busy, I won't bother you. I will treat you and brother to dinner tonight."

Mr. Tang put down the pen in his hand and said embarrassingly: "Sorry, I'm really busy today, and I may have to work overtime tonight."

"That's such a pity, let's do it another day." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

Mr. Tang: "No problem."

After Bai Qing also said politely, he went out with Chen Li'an. After the two of them came out of the office building, they both felt a lot more relaxed.

The workplace environment is still a bit too tense, and two people who are naturally sloppy feel very uncomfortable there.

"It's still early, do you want to develop the photos?" Bai Qing turned to look at Chen Li'an and asked.

"Well, print it out early, there are so many photos to choose from." Chen Li'an reached out to stop a taxi, and went to the photo studio with Bai Qing last time.

In the darkroom, Bai Qing carefully watched Chen Li'an's process of developing the photos. After repeating them several times, he roughly memorized them. He said to Chen Li'an with some interest, "Let me develop a few photos, and I will learn."

Chen Li'an nodded, gave up his seat, took out a new roll of film and handed it to Bai Qing, saying, "Come and try, do you remember all the steps?"

"Remember." Bai Qing took the film and began to develop it following your steps.

Chen Li'an stood by, watching Bai Qing's operation, and reminded him from time to time.

"The potion is not enough, add more."

"Soak it for a while, don't rush to take it out."

"Wash both in water twice."

Like a primary school student, Bai Qing finally edited the first photo under Chen Li'an's guidance. Looking at the clear picture on the photo paper, he said excitedly to Chen Li'an: "This photo must be used in the work. This is my photo. The first photo of ’s made a lot of sense!”

"You decide." Chen Li'an shrugged his shoulders, seeing Bai Qing's excited expression, he couldn't help scratching her nose and said, "I'm only responsible for which photos to use after taking pictures, and how to stitch them together is your job."

Looking at the photos hanging in the darkroom, Bai Qing suddenly felt the pressure rushing towards her face. The happy or excited faces and the gazes on them all made her realize something.

Photography is different from painting. There is no chance to reproduce these frozen moments. Oil paintings can be modified repeatedly until the artist is satisfied, but photos are not good. What is recorded is everyone’s emotions at the moment, and there is no way to modify it. There is no way to capture the exact same picture again.

This also means that every choice behind me represents uniqueness, there is no way to use all of so many photos, and every choice means giving up the face on a photo.

Why is there still such a cruel feeling? Bai Qing was thinking a little strangely. He always felt that the happiness and hardship in the photos should be shown, otherwise no one would remember their moments.

Chen Li'an saw that Bai Qing's mood was a little depressed, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's just a pity." Bai Qing slid his finger across the photos and said, "Many photos can't be used in the end, and can only be left in the dark in the corner."

"Then combine all the unselected photos to make a work." Chen Li'an rubbed Bai Qing's head, understanding her sentimentality, and said with a smile: "Why do you have to leave regrets for yourself in life? It's not impossible."

"But what theme?" Bai Qing looked at those photos, thinking about how to use those photos that would not be selected in the end.

Chen Li'an said with a smile: "Don't think about it now, just print out all the photos as soon as possible. We only borrowed them for two hours."

Bai Qing rolled his eyes, dissatisfied with Chen Li'an interrupting his train of thought, and said complainingly: "You don't need to borrow it for a while, I almost thought of it!"

"No money." Chen Li'an didn't bring much money with him when he went out today, and he had already spent all of it on developing photos and renting a darkroom.

Very realistic answer, Bai Qing felt that he hadn't worried about money for a long time, since he met Chen Li'an, he didn't have the same embarrassment as before.

"Okay, then let's wash it together, and try to wash it all out within two hours!" Bai Qing said, pulling Chen Li'an to start working.

More than two hours later, Chen Li'an and Bai Qing came out with all the developed photos.

When returning to the hotel, the two did not choose to take a taxi, but took a sightseeing bus.

In the car, Bai Qing leaned on Chen Li'an sleepily, and whispered, "When shall we go back?"

It has been a week since the two of them came to Xiangjiang, and Bai Qing misses the time when he and Chen Li'an were nestled in the room drawing pictures in the courtyard.

"Do you want to go back?" Chen Li'an turned his head to glance at the bustling scenery outside the window, thought for a while and said, "I still have some things to deal with. If you are in a hurry, you can go back first."

"Then I'll wait for you to go back together." Bai Qing yawned, and slowly fell asleep in Chen Li'an's arms.

In the hotel, Bai Qing was lying on the bed in a daze, feeling a little cold, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the blanket had been kicked off by himself.

There was no sign of Chen Li'an in the room either, Bai Qing scratched his hair and sat up, subconsciously thinking that he was going to play mahjong again, so he didn't care, sat on the bed in a daze for a while before getting up from the bed.

After making himself a cup of coffee, Bai Qing took out all the photos, scattered them all on the ground, and began to pick out the photos.

There are only a few thick stacks of hundreds of photos, but they almost cover the floor of the hotel when they are spread out.

Standing on the bed, Bai Qing looked at all the photos on the ground, first divided the photos into five according to light and dark, and then began to select one by one, carefully considering the composition and content of each photo.

How to splice the selected photos is very particular, just like drawing a sketch, different line thicknesses and lengths, different positions should use different soft and hard pencils, and the overall composition should also be carefully considered.

Bai Qing sat cross-legged on the carpet, and there was a blank photo frame in front of him. In the middle of the photo frame was a photo that Chen Li'an had already selected. Bai Qing's job was to use this photo to combine individual photos with the middle frame. Take that as the base point and combine it into a brand new photo.

Bai Qing does not have such a complete and clear thinking as Chen Li'an, and cannot start to conceive while shooting, and consciously choose different shooting methods to meet his needs.

She can only use the most troublesome and basic way to try combinations again and again, just like a novice player is putting together a puzzle, clumsily and seriously.

Chen Li'an, who went to "play mahjong", was strolling with Wang Zuxian on the streets of Xiangjiang at this time, discussing the movie they just watched.

"What do you think of the movie just now?" Wang Zuxian took Chen Li'an's hand and strolled through the streets late at night. It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and there was almost no one on the street.

The two of them watched the night movie, and they didn't dare to go to the golden show. Wang Zuxian was too conspicuous in Xiangjiang, and he would be recognized easily.

Chen Li'an and Wang Zuxian just watched Westward Journey, a movie that is not popular at this time point.

"The movie is very good. I personally think it is Master Xing's two best movies." Chen Li'an said lightly.

Wang Zuxian said strangely: "Is it so exaggerated? The box office is not high, and I think it is average, not as good as the previous movies."

"Maybe it's too advanced. Although the plot is very nonsensical, it is rigorous and worthy of scrutiny." Chen Li'an recalled the reasons why these two films became popular later, and said with a smile: "Maybe we should find a university professor and ask students to write film reviews. .”

"Write a film review?" Wang Zuxian was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant. Why would a university professor write a film review for a funny comedy.

Many classic literary and artistic films do not receive such treatment, so no one would pay attention to a commercial comedy film.

Chen Li'an explained: "A lot of the connotation of the movie is hidden. Most of the audience just watch the comedy and don't think deeply. Naturally, they feel that the movie is very ordinary and the plot is exaggerated."

Listening to Chen Li'an's words, Wang Zuxian nodded, recalling the plot in the movie, she also felt a little different, as if some lines in it were really interesting.

"Then if you were Supreme Treasure, would you wear a tight band?" Wang Zuxian asked while looking into Chen Li'an's eyes.

Chen Li'an shook his head slightly and said, "No, why do you want to become Monkey King, why do you want to leave so many regrets in your life."

Wang Zuxian looked at the shadows of the two under the street lamp, stopped and pulled Chen Li'an and said, "But there are many regrets in life. Many times we have to choose, even if we don't have to choose now, we will choose in the future."

"Children make choices, and adults want them all!" Chen Li'an said something funny on purpose, then squeezed Wang Zuxian's palm, and said softly: "There are many regrets in life because you want too much. ability."

"I don't have such a big desire, and I have enough abilities. I don't think I should have any regrets in my life."

In the night, Wang Zuxian looked into Chen Li'an's eyes. For a while, she couldn't tell what he meant. She just felt that the future might be different from what she thought. Was it her regret or Chen Li'an's regret at that time?

　There is something wrong at home today, the state is extremely bad, the efficiency of code words is too low, and what I owe will be made up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)