Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 154 Interview with national media?

After a tiring day, Chen Pingsheng finally finished viewing the layout of two photography exhibitions.

After checking the time, he first went downstairs to the bank, and then rushed to the Xijiao Studio.

Because Boss Lin had already developed a batch of photos, Chen Pingsheng planned to see if they met his requirements.

This is also the weakness of large format. Because it is shot one by one, it becomes difficult to develop the photos and process them in the darkroom every time.

How to maintain the unity of tone throughout a work is very important.

Even if the same person develops the film, problems of varying degrees may occur for various reasons.

For example, what Chen Pingsheng is looking at right now is that if you don’t look carefully, you won’t find anything.But when he compared several pictures together, he found that one picture was obviously darker in the processing of dark parts, and there was a problem with the color transition between gray and black.

Boss Lin held the photo and looked at it for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "I guess I used too much potion. It's okay. I'll wash it again tonight."

The opening of the museum was not far away, and every day he was racing against time to develop the film, so it was normal for some mistakes to occur.

Chen Pingsheng didn't say anything. After looking at the photos, he and Boss Lin had a meal at the table downstairs.

"Shengsheng, you have to go home for the Chinese New Year." Boss Lin asked while drinking beer and had nothing to say.

"Well, we have to look at the air tickets now." Chen Pingsheng returns home at the end of January every year, but that won't be possible this year. He may not be able to return home until New Year's Eve.

"How much is the ticket?" Boss Lin chatted with him about daily life.

"Seven to eight hundred, sometimes more than a thousand, it depends on the situation." Chen Pingsheng picked up the chicken legs and took a bite. He didn't like to drink protein powder, so he relied on chicken to supplement his protein every day.

"So expensive?" Boss Lin was a little surprised.

Chen Pingsheng nodded: "The air ticket back to Northeast China is indeed a bit expensive. After all, it is more than 2000 kilometers and takes more than four hours by plane."

"Then you have direct access?" Boss Lin asked next.

"When I first went to college, there was an airport in my hometown. Although it was converted from military use to civilian use, it was very dilapidated." When Chen Pingsheng said this, he couldn't help but think of that airport.

It is completely different from the style in southern China and the capital.

The deepest impression of the airport in my hometown is the khaki runway and the desolate scene.

Only one plane can park there at a time, and the so-called lobby is just a renovated small bungalow. The decoration and area are not even as good as the train station.

Maybe the only advantage is convenience.

At least for those traveling abroad, having such a direct flight saves a lot of effort, and there is no need to take a train home from Shenyang transfer station.

"How do Uncle Lin and Simu plan to celebrate the New Year?" Chen Pingsheng asked about Boss Lin's arrangements.

Boss Lin thought for a while and said, "I actually want to take her to Sanya to celebrate the New Year. Anyway, my relatives at home don't move around much. But I haven't told her yet."

After saying that, something suddenly occurred to him and he continued to ask: "I heard you said that the film festival will be held in Shanghai first. After that, is there one in South China?"

"Yes." Chen Pingsheng threw the gnawed chicken leg bones into the trash can: "The second stop will be after the Chinese New Year, in South China. The third stop will be in the capital."

"That's good. Simu and I happened to go shopping after the Chinese New Year." Boss Lin said, picking up the bowl and taking a few bites of rice.

After coming out of the Xijiao Studio, Chen Pingsheng thought about it and decided not to continue exercising, but went home to rest.

Although I didn't do any physical work today, it was still a bit tiring.

He didn't want to do anything else, so he just fell on the bed after taking a shower and fell asleep.

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"Get your belongings and see you later."

Outside the city's largest Apple store, Chen Pingsheng was carrying the computers and tablets he had purchased, feeling his wallet was emptied.

But I have to say that consumption is indeed pleasurable, and there is nothing wrong with spending money to buy mood.

Of course, the biggest problem for modern young people is precisely lack of money.

Chen Pingsheng originally planned to go home, but suddenly he remembered that the Chinese New Year was approaching, so he simply went shopping in the commercial street to buy some New Year goods for his parents.

However, shopping is not his strong point. I thought that as a photographer, I usually look for pictures everywhere, and shopping is not a problem.But then he realized that he was already a little tired after only walking two streets.

Sitting on the chair, Chen Pingsheng prepared to take a rest.

He had already bought his father a pair of leather shoes and a belt, which were his father's favorite things besides the car.

The hobbies of middle-aged men are so simple and unpretentious. Watches, cars, leather shoes and belts are the things that are most likely to be seen when relatives visit.

It is also something that supports a man’s face.

Modern young people naturally sneer at this, but once they reach the corresponding age, they often lose themselves in the showoff of the people around them and choose to follow the same path.

How do you say that when you are close to vermilion, you are red, and when you are close to ink, you are black.

Chen Pingsheng only hopes that he can maintain his original intention and be as young as he is now in middle age.

As for what to buy for his mother, he planned to buy a gold necklace.

If you ask Northeastern women what they love most, the gold necklaces, gold bracelets and mink coats that fill the streets will give you the answer.

Mink, in particular, has even become a specialty of the city.

Many outsiders go to the Northeast to buy mink fur for their wives.

However, with the trend of animal protection in recent years, real wild mink skins have become increasingly rare, and most of them are farmed mink skins.

Of course, you can't buy any decent mink fur in South China, and his mother is immune to those so-called luxury brands.At their age, they pay more attention to the inheritance for future generations. His mother has said more than once that she only needs one gift, which is gold jewelry and a gold ring.These can be left to future daughters-in-law, or they can be sold off in the event of future changes. They are hard currency.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the gold shops around him and decided to go in and take a look.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Chen Pingsheng took it out and saw that it was Professor Li.

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A phone call interrupted the purchase of gold rings and jewelry. After Chen Pingsheng put the things back at home, he came to Professor Li's home.

"Teacher, I'm here." Opening the door with the spare key given by Professor Li, he saw Professor Li happily chatting with an old man.

Seeing Chen Pingsheng coming, Professor Li quickly stood up and said: "Pingsheng, here you go, come and sit down."

Chen Pingsheng sat on the sofa obediently and looked at the old man in front of him.

He was wearing a yellow sweater, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore square-rimmed glasses. He looked like an old scholar.

Chen Pingsheng was very familiar with him, because this old man was the dean of their school, Zhang Fengcai.

"Hello, this is the first time in my life that we have met." Dean Zhang Fengcai smiled and shook hands with Chen Pingsheng.

"It's not the first time. I've seen it during the freshman ceremony." Chen Pingsheng joked.

"Haha." Dean Zhang Fengcai laughed a few times, his voice full of energy, and he looked very strong.

After laughing, he sighed: "I didn't expect that the photography department of the college would produce such a rare talent. He must be very busy recently."

"It's true that I'm a little busy." Chen Pingsheng nodded.

"No matter how busy you are, don't forget about your studies. There is still graduation defense in June this year." After Dean Zhang Fengcai finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh: "Although you have become a school of your own, you still have to experience various things in life. Complete, don’t you think so?”

Chen Pingsheng knew that the dean was afraid that he would slack off in his defense because of his reputation, so he promised: "Don't worry, dean, I will answer on time."

"That's good." Dean Zhang Fengcai stopped talking and talked about the purpose of this time.

"This morning, the school office received a call. It was a reporter from China Youth Daily. They said they wanted to interview you."

After Dean Zhang Fengcai finished speaking, he looked at Chen Pingsheng.

Chen Pingsheng was also stunned. He didn't expect that a national media would actually want to interview him!

From his name, you can tell that this media is the main target of coverage, and as a competition winner, he naturally fits the term youth very well.

Isn't this sleepy here to send a pillow!

"I was very happy to hear the news. We happened to talk about this topic while chatting with Professor Li, and then she called you over." Zhang Fengcai picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

"In your life, I remember you haven't been interviewed yet. Don't miss this opportunity." Professor Li knew that his student had a good idea, but he still couldn't help but persuade him.

After all, this kind of opportunity is really precious, and it will have a great positive effect on Chen Pingsheng's domestic image and status.

"Well, teacher, I will definitely not refuse this opportunity." Chen Pingsheng's film festival will also be announced in the near future. If it is combined with this report, it will undoubtedly be a timely help for the publicity work.

"About when?" He asked for specific details.

Dean Zhang Fengcai said: "You need to communicate with them to confirm the specific time. They have already got your phone number and should contact you soon."

Since he had to wait for the reporter's contact, Chen Pingsheng could only put his heart back in his stomach for the time being.

Later, he chatted with Professor Li and Dean Zhang for a while. After sending Dean Zhang away, he had a meal at Professor Li's house.

At the dinner table, Professor Li changed his usual silence and spoke some words to Chen Pingsheng, and even talked about Wei Saya.

Wei Seya's schedule is already full, and she has very little rest time. She is either catching up on announcements or participating in various variety shows every day.

Although he could see his granddaughter's performance on the screen, Professor Li still felt a little lonely.

Fortunately, her children will be returning from abroad in a few days and will spend the New Year with Professor Li at home before leaving, which makes the old man feel a lot more comfortable.

Then Professor Li also talked about Wei Seya's birthday, and Chen Pingsheng knew that this girl's birthday was going to be in March.

And when he said this, he suddenly thought of Lin Zishan's birthday, as if he didn't know it yet.

So he flipped through his phone, trying to find clues from his circle of friends.

It turned out that Lin Zishan's birthday had already passed.

December 12th was the few days when Chen Pingsheng went to Gesai.

Chen Pingsheng smacked his lips, feeling that his friend was not very competent, and he didn't even send a blessing.

But making up for it now is just a way of making up for it.So Chen Pingsheng planned to see what she liked and then buy it as a gift for her.

Lin Zishan's circle of friends is very simple, consisting of photos of scenery, selfies taken when going out for shooting, and some short sentences.

After looking through it, Chen Pingsheng did not find that she had any clear preferences.
The only regret I expressed was that I didn’t get tickets for Mayday’s concert.

So he opened the ticketing software and took a look and found that there would be one in Tianjin at the end of January.

"Concert?" Chen Pingsheng thought this gift seemed good.

　There is one more at four o'clock in the afternoon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)