fringe artist

Chapter 60 59. The starting point of the artist's road (for further reading)

The environment at Zhushikou is still so dilapidated, it seems that nothing has changed after a few months.

Chen Li'an returned to the courtyard with his bag on his back, walked around the courtyard without looking at anyone, and felt a little strange in his heart.

It's really strange that the retired uncles are not here today.

Chen Li'an didn't care too much. After cleaning his room, looking at the calendar that hadn't been changed for a long time, and Zhou Xun's small face, he suddenly remembered a photo he took of Zhou Xun in the ancient town.

The beautiful scenery in the sunset is much prettier than the photos on the calendar.

Let's develop that one later and make it into a calendar. As for the other photos, I can't develop them, just put the film away by myself.

Chen Li'an found out the film he had taken in Tongli Water Town, sorted it out, and put away the films of Zhou Xun and Gong Li separately, and prepared to take the other landscape photos to be developed.

I don't know if Ma Xiaoqing is at home during this time, it's inconvenient to borrow a darkroom.

After packing up his things, Chen Li'an lay on the bed in a daze. He had to go to Nortel to report tomorrow.

Maybe tomorrow. Forget it, maybe the day after tomorrow
School is the most annoying thing, Chen Li'an pretended not to see that the day after tomorrow is Saturday on the wall calendar, so that he can find an excuse not to go the day after tomorrow.

In the evening, Chen Li'an fell asleep in a daze, and heard the old men and aunts chatting in the yard, their voices were so loud that they seemed to be grabbing eggs.

Chen Li'an yawned and opened the door to go out, only to see several elders and aunts worryingly saying that he was sick and was going to buy health care products.

"The doctor said that my blood sugar is low. What is that blood sugar? Is it serious?"

"The doctor said that my liver is not good, and my body is full of toxins. Why am I poisoned?"

"Eat leftovers, the doctor said that you will be poisoned if you eat leftovers!"

"Will that sanjin oral solution work? It's a bit expensive."

"I think it's okay. Didn't the advertisement say that if you are sick, you will be treated if you are sick, but if you are not sick, you will be healthy."

After listening to it for a while, Chen Li'an knew what was going on. The health care products industry seemed to be making great efforts. The sales of the three plants seemed to exceed one billion this year.

The routine of pretending to be a doctor to see a doctor for the elderly, and then taking the opportunity to sell health care products will look mentally handicapped in later generations, but it is really popular now.

That catchphrase is pretty good, but it's almost a cure for all diseases, um. This sentence seems to be shouting too.

However, Chen Li'an knew that the past two years would be the last glory of the health care product industry. The advertising law was about to be promulgated, and these fake health care products would be cracked down.

Chen Li'an looked at the worried and anxious uncle and aunt, walked over and reminded: "That doctor is a fake, just to trick you into buying health care products, don't be fooled."

"Little Chen, is it true or not? The doctor is a liar?" Uncle Li asked Chen Li'an's arm in a daze.

Chen Li'an nodded and said: "Really, if you really suspect that you are not in good health, you can go to the hospital for a check-up. Isn't it cheaper than buying health care products?"

Uncle Li was taken aback for a moment, and felt that what he said made sense, and it would not cost much to register a number.

Chen Li'an looked at the elders and aunts who were thinking, and felt some indescribable feelings in his heart. He wanted to have a good body at such an age, but he was backward in thinking and easily deceived.

Health care products set off an industry myth in the 90s and created super high sales, but this was all based on the pension money of these elderly people.

It was really a sad time, Chen Lian looked at the wrinkled faces full of worry and confusion in front of him, turned around and went back to the room, took out the camera and took a picture.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the old people who have reached the second half of their lives reveal their fear of death and desire for health in their cloudy eyes.

The progress of the times has abandoned these old people who were once in the afterglow of the setting sun, but unscrupulous merchants still have to squeeze the last penny out of their pockets.

This kind of picture has brought a strong impact to Chen Li'an. It seems that everyone has never cared about these people who are going to the afterglow of life. Even if the health care product industry collapsed later, everyone just clapped their hands and celebrated, but forgot these old people who were hurt and deceived. .

"Uncle Li, where is that doctor?" Chen Li'an couldn't help asking while holding the camera.

Uncle Li came back to his senses, looked at Chen Li'an and said, "It's just two intersections to the left at the entrance of the alley. Aren't you going to fight?"

Uncle Li recalled Chen Li'an's past experience and suspected that Chen Li'an wanted to expose the liar.

"No, don't worry about it." Chen Li'an said, and went out with the camera in his arms.

What's the use of exposing a liar, there are so many fake doctors all over the country, what can Chen Li'an do, he can only record all this with his own camera, hoping to alert more people.

Old people are old-fashioned, but young people should be more sensible.

In the next few days, Chen Li'an went out with his camera every day, and took a lot of photos in the streets and alleys of the capital, in the villages around the city, and at various health care product sales points.

At the beginning, Chen Li'an was quite excited and felt that he was doing the right thing, but at the end of the filming, he was speechless and just silently held up the camera to record everything.

The gloomy sky seemed to be brewing a blizzard, and the cold wind was blowing on Chen Li'an's face, as if blocking his progress.

Dragging his exhausted body, Chen Li'an came downstairs to Ma Xiaoqing's house with a large photo paper in his arms.

Looking up at the unlit windows, Chen Li'an paused, but walked into the dark corridor of the unit.

Chen Li'an stood at the door of Ma Xiaoqing's house and knocked, but got no response, and was about to turn around and leave when Ma Xiaoqing's voice came from behind.

"Chen Li'an? You're back?" Ma Xiaoqing looked at the decadent Chen Li'an in surprise.

Seeing that pretty face become so gloomy, Ma Xiaoqing couldn't help but took Chen Li'an's hand and asked, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Chen Li'an squeezed out a smile, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I want to borrow your darkroom."

"Okay, but what's wrong with you?" Ma Xiaoqing looked at Chen Li'an with some distress.

"It's really fine, just lend me the darkroom."

Chen Li'an's tone was urgent, and Ma Xiaoqing didn't talk nonsense, she directly opened the door and pulled Chen Li'an in.

After entering, Chen Li'an went into the darkroom, and Ma Xiaoqing was about to follow in, but was locked out of the door.

Looking at the closed door, Ma Xiaoqing opened her mouth, but still didn't open the door to go in, but sat in the living room worriedly waiting for Chen Li'an.

The clock in the living room was ticking, and Ma Xiaoqing was sitting on the sofa looking at the door of the darkroom, waiting for Chen Li'an to come out.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ma Xiaoqing fell asleep on the sofa, and when she woke up again, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness, and the sun shining on the snow was particularly dazzling.

Looking at the extra blanket on her body, Ma Xiaoqing got up and went to the darkroom, but there was no one there.

Ma Xiaoqing felt empty and worried about Chen Li'an's condition, but she didn't know how to contact Chen Li'an.

When she saw the news of Chen Li'an again, it would be in the newspaper two days later.

Cutting-edge photographer Chen Li'an's personal photography exhibition "Sunset Afterglow - Forgotten and Deceived People" will be held in the National Art Museum of China!

Chen Li'an looked at the prepared exhibition in front of him, and his hesitation reached its peak. He was worried that his work would not have any effect.

But I was still very grateful and turned to look at Gong Li and said, "Sister, thank you for helping me."

Gong Li looked at the huge photos in the exhibition hall. The shocking pictures on them and the various eyes on the old faces made her scalp tingle.

"Li'an, you...you don't need to thank me, I just ask someone to do something, if your work is not good, people will not agree."

Gong Li didn't know what to say. When she was in the Fengyue crew, she always regarded Chen Li'an as a very attractive man, with some talent and some lust. But this time she was surprised by the power conveyed by Chen Li'an's photos .

It seems that Chen Li'an is a born artist. All the flair and cynicism in him seems to be ignored by Gong Li at this moment.

The curator of the art museum, Yang Lizhou, stopped for a long time in front of every photo of Chen Li'an.

After viewing all the works, he came to Chen Li'an and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Your works will leave a strong mark in the history of photography in China. It is really hard to imagine that you are new to photography."

Gong Li looked at the silent Chen Li'an, and felt that this would be the starting point of Chen Li'an's career as an artist, a brilliant and unstoppable starting point!

　After the main text is finished, I will write a side story and post it in the group later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)