Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 114 What do you think Chen Pingsheng is suitable for?

The night market street near Chen Pingsheng's home is brightly lit, and the smoke and smoke of people coming and going are also mixed with the shouts of stall owners and the shouts of children.

Lin Zishan and Chen Pingsheng were walking in the crowd, leaning side by side. Chen Pingsheng would stretch out his hand from time to time to stop children who rushed over recklessly and people who stepped back for no reason.

"It's really nice here." Looking at the streets decorated with colorful lights, he felt like he was back when he was a child and went out to the park with his parents.

"Really, hey, there are balloons here!" Lin Zishan had just said a word when his attention was suddenly attracted by the stall next to him, and he pulled Chen Pingsheng's clothes to the stall.

In front of him were dozens of small balloons hanging on yellow cloth, spaced three meters apart. Several toy guns were placed on the table. The boss was loudly soliciting customers. As soon as he saw Lin Zishan coming, he immediately came over.

"Beautiful girl, have a go and ask your boyfriend to help you fight. It's a great hit!"

Lin Zishan couldn't help laughing, then looked back at Chen Pingsheng,

"Huh?" Chen Pingsheng was looking away just now and didn't notice what they said. Now he turned his head with a confused expression.

Lin Zishan shook his head and said to the boss, "I want to play by myself."

"Okay!" The boss handed the gun to Lin Zishan: "Can the beauty know how to play?"

"Yes." Lin Zishan directly raised the gun and pointed it at the balloon decisively. It seemed that he was very good at it.

Then Chen Pingsheng watched her shoot one, two, and three times until the last shot hit a balloon.

"I'm good at food!" Lin Zishan pouted, with a frustrated expression on his face.

"Indeed." Chen Pingsheng added insult to injury without hesitation.

"Pah!" Lin Zishan hit him and said angrily: "Then come, Teacher Chen! Let me see how accurate you are!"

"Brother, give it a try!" The boss next to him was also cheering.

"Okay, give it a try." Although it was a provocative method, he also became interested. He thought about how he had never won any gifts when he played this game when he was a child. Maybe he could make up for his regrets back then.

Chen Pingsheng took the toy AK from Lin Zishan's hand, put it on his chest, lowered his head slightly, closed his right eye, and aimed with his left eye.

“一共20发，气球打中15个，一等奖；打中10个二等奖；打中7个三等奖；打中5个特等奖。”老板在他身边说了一下规则。

"Okay." Chen Pingsheng replied before pressing the trigger.

"..."

There was no sound of the balloon popping and the first shot flew away.

Chen Pingsheng blinked in confusion. His movements were very steady and his aim was not wrong. There was no way he could miss.

Suddenly he realized that the boss might have tampered with the gun. After all, the more simple and easy-to-get something is, the easier it is to hide something fishy.

So after he closed his eyes this time, he imagined that he was taking pictures, put himself in a focused state, and then aimed and pulled the trigger.

"..."

As expected, the hit was wrong, but Chen Pingsheng suddenly laughed.

Lin Zishan first looked at the smile on his face in confusion, and then his mouth gradually opened wider with each shot fired.

Five minutes later, she was holding a huge teddy bear and happily walking on the road with Chen Pingsheng.

"How did you do it?" She squinted her eyes and rubbed her face against the teddy bear, looking very comfortable.

"The boss made the scope crooked, so before each shot, he had to adjust a certain angle." It sounds simple, but in fact, Chen Pingsheng still missed a few shots, and some of them were completely blinded.It can only be said that he was pretty lucky. When the boss saw how accurate he was, his face almost froze with laughter. When he finally gave him the teddy bear, he hesitated for a long time before letting go.

Chen Pingsheng changed hands and gave the teddy bear to Lin Zishan. Seeing her so happy, his own mood finally got rid of the haze of the past two days.

"Bang!" Someone set off fireworks not far away.

Colorful ribbons sprayed in the air, floated down from the sky, and landed on the pedestrians.

Chen Pingsheng raised his head, feeling a little itchy for a moment, thinking that if he stood at a high place, he could take an interesting photo.

But then he laughed to himself. He really had developed an occupational disease and couldn't leave the camera for a moment.

Lin Zishan turned around and asked curiously: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just feel like I'm about to become a camera maniac. I want to take pictures of any scene as soon as I see it, but in fact it's not necessary at all." Chen Pingsheng took the ribbon off his shoulders and looked at it in a daze. Looking at it, he said: "After all, the camera cannot preserve all the fragments of life, but my eyes and brain can."

Lin Zishan patted his arm first to express her affirmation, and then changed the subject: "You are right, but Teacher Chen, I am a little hungry."

"Hahahaha." Chen Pingsheng laughed out loud: "Let's go, eat all along this street today."

"That's fine, I don't want to die."

…………

"Yes, I understand." In the undecorated office of Capital Film Magazine, Feilin hung up the phone and sighed.

Yu Xiang, who was sitting opposite her, asked, "What's wrong, Sister Feilin?"

"Wang Zeze's agent, Sister Xia, slandered Chen Pingsheng in the circle and told other celebrities not to accept his filming." Feilin lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Who is she? She is so awesome. Now her own artists are in disgrace, and she is busy suppressing Chen Pingsheng." Yu Xiang immediately expressed his disdain when he heard this.

But Feilin is not so optimistic: "Although they suffered a loss this time and suffered a lot of losses. But after all, she still has a certain status in the circle, especially the boss behind them. Many celebrities are also willing to sell this face. Anyway, Photographers are all the same to them.”

"What should we do? Aren't there any stars in our magazine who are willing to be interviewed?" Yu Xiang frowned.

"That's not the case. I can only say that it may be difficult for us to interview most of the celebrities in the new generation. Of course, if you come to shoot, it should be no problem." Feilin exhaled a faint smoke from her mouth, following the warm color The light climbs up in the air.

"Yes." Yu Xiang nodded. Since he was out of style, of course he wanted to be on his own. Chen Pingsheng's incident actually gave him an opportunity.

"But this is just a temporary measure. If those celebrities know that our magazine has signed a contract with Chen Pingsheng, they will probably avoid us. So the most important thing is to find a breakthrough." Feilin closed her eyes and thought. In fact, this She has been conducting market research for some time.

Although she is very good at fashion magazines, this industry does take time to settle down, and it is difficult to quickly break out of the circle surrounded by old brands.

Even though Huacai has only recently emerged, in fact it had a history of several decades before its reorganization and was an established magazine.

Therefore, Feilin and the investors are also thinking about where to start to better build their reputation.

"Art, stars, photography, portraits, landscapes..." Feilin kept mumbling these words.

Yu Xiang put down his cigarette and asked in confusion: "Sister Feilin, what are you talking about?"

"What do you think Chen Pingsheng's style is more suitable for?" Feilin suddenly opened her eyes as if she thought of something.

"I think... ordinary people." Yu Xiang pondered for a while and said: "Maybe he is a master in other fields, or some entrepreneurs. He is more suitable for artistic photography. This kind of studio photography always feels a bit wasteful. His talent.”

"Yes, I feel the same way." Feilin put out the cigarette and her expression became calm again: "So next, we have to make some changes in the direction of our Feilin magazine..."

(End of this chapter)