Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 120 Invitation Letter from Gesai (4K)

"Special mission: A twilight old man with a special identity, Chen Mu, wants to take a group of photos to leave to his children and family."

"Submit the task?"

"Rating: A+."

"Rewards for photographers: Photography inspiration*2, Photography vision*1, English learning voucher*1"

From late November to early December, Chen Pingsheng has been in a very leisurely state.

I occasionally shoot funerals, go to the gym every two days, and from time to time I go to Xijiao Studio to chat with Master Lin and Simu, or visit Professor Li.

Life was finally freed from the hurried pace, and it also allowed him to relax physically and mentally after the Weibo incident, eliminating the psychological fatigue.

The photos of Mr. Chen Mu were only recently adjusted, mainly because it took a while to make the photo album.

After he submitted the task, he added attribute points one by one. The current status is as follows.

"Name: Chen Pingsheng"

"Photography: 37"

"Photography inspiration: 27"

"Photography field of view: 27"

Compared to before, my photography skills have unknowingly improved a bit, which should be attributed to the production of photo albums during this period.

Chen Pingsheng found that after completing the photo albums of Chen Mu and Li Jianghe, he became more and more comfortable with typesetting. In the past, he had no ideas when faced with software, but now he has many ideas.

From the title to the photo selection, from the font to the photo sorting, every tiny detail in the album is actually the brainchild of the creator.

Moreover, there are many real masters in the photography industry. They are not only good at shooting and post-production, but they can also layout their own works.This is equivalent to taking care of everything from the early stage to the late stage, and his thoughts can be consistent.These people are far more admirable than just taking photos.

Chen Pingsheng feels that the same is true for his future direction.

If you are more advanced, you can even plan your own gallery photo exhibition.

Yes, curator is a separate profession. Facing the three-dimensional space of the gallery, professional curators are often needed to plan the location of each photo.

The flow of movement into the exhibition hall and the audience's field of vision are closely related to the final exhibition effect.

However, Chen Pingsheng doesn't have a clue about this yet, so he can only continue to improve the layout for the time being.

After reading the mission reward, he looked at the English learning coupon alone. This was something he had never seen before.

"English Learning Voucher: Improve learning efficiency by 8% and word memory ability by 50% within 100 hours after use."

"It's really good." Chen Pingsheng thinks this thing is very useful. After all, most of the current mainstream photographers are Westerners. If he needs to communicate with them, his English is indeed not up to standard.

Unexpectedly, the system is quite considerate and provides pillows when I feel sleepy.

Just as he was thinking, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello?" This was an unfamiliar number, but it came from Shanghai, so Chen Pingsheng answered the call.

"Hello, is this Chen Pingsheng, Teacher Chen?" A man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, his attitude was very respectful.

teacher?

Chen Pingsheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this title and replied: "Yes, I am Chen Pingsheng."

Although he was very happy to be called teacher, he went to the Three Treasures Hall for everything. Of course, he could not accept the high hat handed to him by strangers.

But the next moment the man solved his confusion.

"Teacher Chen, I am the liaison officer of the organizing committee of the Freeze World Photography Grand Prix. Your work "Crow" has been selected for the final award. I am calling you this time to invite you to attend the award ceremony."

"Oh!" Chen Pingsheng suddenly realized, and then his heart beat rapidly.Although he knew that his work was absolutely unquestionable, imagination was still imagination after all, and the reality was complex and changeable. He did not know whether the work "The Crow" would meet the tastes of the judges when it came to this world.

After learning that the work had finally entered the final selection stage, Chen Pingsheng suddenly became excited.

At the same time, he also understood what the staff called his teacher.

After all, no one knows how old the person who shot the work is, but generally speaking, those who can be nominated are generally around 40 years old, so calling them "teacher" is not too much.

Of course, the staff may now be wondering why Teacher Chen's voice sounds so young.

"Teacher Chen, the awards ceremony officially begins on December 12th. Your air tickets and accommodation will be reimbursed by the organizing committee. I wonder if you have time to come?"

"Yes, no problem." Chen Pingsheng agreed decisively. Of course he couldn't let go of this opportunity. Both his connections and reputation in the circle played an excellent role.

"That's great. The invitation letter will be sent to you soon. Then you can inform us in advance the departure date and I will arrange the air ticket for you."

"Yeah, I got it."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, goodbye."

The phone was hung up, but Chen Pingsheng stood there and never put it down.

Until the next call came.

"Shengsheng, are you free today? I've cooked a lot of dishes at home, come and eat together." It was Professor Li.

"No problem, just in time, I have something to tell you." Chen Pingsheng laughed.

"Okay, then come over quickly." Professor Li heard the smile in Chen Pingsheng's words and knew that it should be good news, so he immediately urged him to tell him quickly.

Chen Pingsheng put on a cashmere coat and a brown scarf, put his hands in his coat pockets and walked into the wind and snow.

The snow in South China is different from that in the Northeast. The Northeast has continuous snow, as if the mountains of white clouds are pressing down from the sky, carrying endless chills and heavy bodies, trying to smooth out all traces on the earth.

In South China, there are falling snowflakes, and those white elves will appear at any time, playfully pressing their bodies on the backs of pedestrians' necks, bringing people the coolness of winter.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the thin snowflakes on the ground and could turn them into the coldest water with just one step.

Unable to resist, he came to the flower bed at the entrance of the community and left his own footprints in the center where no one would disturb him.

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"Pingsheng, here we come." Chen Pingsheng felt the hot atmosphere just as he entered the door of Professor Li's house, as if he was making dumplings.

From the kitchen, you can see the steam escaping in all directions, which is the cry of the dumplings as they roll in the water, and it is also the prelude to the delicious taste of the cooking pot.

As a Northeastern person, eating dumplings is engraved in my DNA. During holidays, my family must have a hearty dumpling feast.Emerald green leeks are combined with fried eggs that look brown, and then mixed with large shrimp meat. Every bite is addictive.

Seasonings and dipping dishes are also necessary. Chen Pingsheng’s father likes to pour soy sauce into a bowl, add a few drops of sesame oil and mix it together, and then add a spoonful of mashed garlic.Chen Pingsheng and his mother like to use vinegar and sesame oil, plus minced garlic.Roll the dumplings around in the bowl and put them in your mouth. In an instant, you can feel the sour, spicy and fragrant taste. Combined with the umami flavor of the ingredients, it is really mouth-watering and uncontrollable.

So although he didn't know what kind of dumplings Professor Li made, Chen Pingsheng still instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Are you hungry?" Professor Li asked with a smile when he saw this.

Chen Pingsheng nodded, and his stomach made a sound in time, urging him to eat as soon as possible.

"The first pot will come out soon, please wait a moment." Professor Li said and returned to the table and continued making dumplings.

Seeing this, Chen Pingsheng rushed into the kitchen and washed his hands, but he didn't expect that a familiar figure was looking at him with a smile.

"Seya, are you back?" He didn't expect to see her so soon. When the two chatted on WeChat before, Wei Seya was still saying that he was full of announcements every day and couldn't leave the capital.

Wei Seya's draft dream has come true. As the third contestant to debut, her commercial value and popularity have surpassed ordinary stars.

Become famous overnight, nothing more.

I heard that the variety shows and movies she was invited to participate in have been scheduled for three years.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it!" Wei Seya was wearing a light red sweater with Disney cartoon patterns printed on it.He was wearing dark wide-leg pants, and his hair was tied into a ponytail, which was much longer than before.

"Indeed, why aren't you busy?" Chen Pingsheng washed his hands in front of the sink and prepared to help Professor Li make dumplings.

Wei Seya opened the lid of the pot, looked at the dumplings rolling up and down in the boiling water, and replied: "Today is grandma's birthday. I am not allowed to come back to celebrate her birthday."

Chen Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he didn't seem to have heard Professor Li mention the topic of birthdays.

No wonder I was asked to come today. On my birthday, it must be lively.

"I should prepare some gifts." He sighed.

Wei Seiya shook her head: "What are you preparing for? For her, being able to eat and chat with her is the biggest gift. Don't you think it's ridiculous? It's her birthday and she would rather buy gifts than spend time with her."

Chen Pingsheng smiled bitterly: "You are right, but the education I received since childhood still makes me feel uneasy."

"Relax." Wei Seya picked up a dumpling with a spoon and put it in a bowl, then took a small bite and tasted it, nodding with satisfaction.

Seeing that she was enjoying it, Chen Pingsheng returned to the living room.

"Professor, let me make dumplings."

Professor Li pushed up his glasses: "Can you still make dumplings in your life?"

"Yes, my mother has asked me to learn it since I was a child." Chen Pingsheng took the chopsticks and dough from Professor Li, skillfully placed the meat filling on the dough, squeezed it with both hands, and then folded the corners to make a package. Good dumplings are freshly baked.

"Okay, I'll cut the noodles for you."

The two divided the work and cooperated, and soon Wei Seya came out to help.

But she was more of a disservice.

"Look! How do you like it?" Wei Seya raised her hand in a showy tone, and a dumpling that looked like a pyramid was revealed in front of everyone.

"I think your dumplings are very artistic." Chen Pingsheng shook his head helplessly, then looked at the strangely shaped dumplings in her hand, and couldn't help but said: "You can eat these dumplings yourself."

"I'll eat what I want!" Wei Seya didn't care at all and stretched out his claws to choose the next victim.

"Oh, you made these dumplings. If you didn't know, you would have thought they were rice dumplings." Professor Li couldn't help but complain.

Wei Seya looked innocent: "Is there any difference in taste? I think they are all the same."

Chen Pingsheng laughed: "Okay, then don't compete with me for dumplings."

"That won't work." Wei Seya shook her head repeatedly to show that she was not stupid.

"By the way, life, what were you talking about before?" Professor Li suddenly asked at this time.

Chen Pingsheng put the wrapped dumplings aside and said, "Oh, today the competition organizing committee notified me that my work has been nominated and said that I would be allowed to participate in the award ceremony."

"Crack." The rolling pin fell on the table, and Professor Li said in shock: "Really?"

"Really, teacher." Chen Pingsheng affirmed again.

"Great, great." Professor Li repeated it several times, with a smile on his face.

It was the first time Wei Seya saw her grandma so happy, and she felt jealous in her heart and asked, "Grandma, why are you so excited! You are not so excited when I debut."

"Hey, you don't understand." Professor Li waved his hand to his granddaughter, then looked at Chen Pingsheng: "Do you know what the award is?"

Chen Pingsheng frowned for a moment and said, "I don't know. I applied for several awards: Best Photo Album of the Year, Most Creative Photo of the Year, and Best Breakthrough Photo of the Year. I don't know which one it is."

"Okay, everything is okay." Professor Li sighed: "I didn't expect you to be on the stage of the competition so soon."

For photographers or people who love photography, Gesai is undoubtedly the most sacred temple in their hearts, just like the importance of Oscar in the film industry.

Many photography masters have emerged here, and many classic works have also been produced.

Chen Pingsheng has the opportunity to stand on top at a young age. It can be said that he is gifted, or it can be said that he is lucky.

Of course, what is more important to Professor Li is that this is another Chinese person appearing at the award ceremony in two years.

Because in the first two years, Chinese works were not even nominated.

Not to mention, Chen Pingsheng is still his student.For Professor Li, who is in her seventies, there is no greater honor than teaching students who have won special competitions.

"Now Gesai is also doing live broadcasts, and you will be able to see me on the film industry." Chen Pingsheng patted Professor Li's hand.

"Well, good." Professor Li sighed and picked up the rolling pin again.

"It's your birthday today and you didn't tell me in advance. I didn't even have time to prepare a gift for you." Chen Pingsheng added.

Professor Li smiled: "Is there any better gift than this news?"

"Grandma! If you say that, I'll be angry."

"I bought you this and that, but why are you so partial!" Wei Seya complained with a mischievous expression, which immediately livened up the already somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

"I like your gift too." Professor Li could only turn around to comfort his granddaughter.

"That's pretty much it." Wei Seya chuckled.

While they were talking, Chen Pingsheng finished wrapping the last piece of dough, put down his chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction: "Done!"

(End of this chapter)