Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 162 "Crow" Magic City opens!
On the evening of January 1, Chen Pingsheng had arrived at Feimu Art Museum in Shanghai.

First, I took a look at the overall layout and movement of the exhibition, and then had a meal with the person in charge, Chang Ming.

Chang Ming is a native of Shanghai. He is over forty years old, but he has a well-proportioned figure and a very delicate hairstyle. You can tell at a glance that he takes care of it every day.

He was wearing a gray suit with a white shirt, gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and he spoke and behaved in a very gentlemanly manner.

In addition to being the person in charge of Feimu Art Museum, he is also a senior photography enthusiast and has collected many precious photos and negatives.

When the two of them were eating in a restaurant, he curiously asked Chen Pingsheng if he had any idea of ​​selling the photos.

In the art market, the price of photos has always been lower than that of works of art. This is partly because photos are not as handmade and unique as fine art, and partly because photographers themselves have no shortage of ways to make money.

So the photo auction has been tepid.

Even the most expensive work is now only $200 million, which is incomparable to fine art works.

However, there are still many art collectors who are willing to collect photos, but there are few works worth buying on the market.

"Does Mr. Chang usually buy photos?" Chen Pingsheng was also curious about this field and asked.

"Of course, I have a room in my home that is dedicated to displaying artwork. I prepared a wall to display photos." What Chang Ming did not say was that the wall in his home was more than ten meters long.

"Well, how can a work like mine enter the auction house?" Chen Pingsheng asked.

Chang Ming explained to him: "Actually, it's not difficult. The works of photographers like you who have won awards are very collectible. It's just that you need to introduce people and buy them. For example, in this photo exhibition, if there are collectors who like it For your work, I want to buy your first edition album, and the transaction is successful. This is equivalent to a price."

"Pricing?" Chen Pingsheng asked doubtfully.

"Yes, because the first transaction, or the first few transactions, are all about achieving a price for the work. Of course, this is just a rough estimate. The auction house will refer to it, but it also has its own way of judgment. But if you do it yourself You can also set the price, but you have to buy it, not ordinary people."

"It's people who are famous in the collecting world, and their purchases are a reference."

After saying that, Chang Ming easily cut off a piece of beef and put it in his mouth to chew.

"That's it." Chen Pingsheng nodded.

After Chang Ming swallowed the meat, he continued: "But if you want to enter the auction house directly, you can. I can introduce it to you. I am a frequent visitor to the auction house."

"Forget it." Chen Pingsheng thought for a while and gave up this very tempting option.

He is not too eager for the auction, and perhaps he is not very hopeful about the price that his works can get. Anyway, the longer the time, the more valuable his works will be.

So why sell it cheaply right away.

Besides, he still wants to keep the first version of "The Crow" for himself. This is a little obsessive-compulsive disorder on his part as a creator.

On the morning of the 23rd, inside the Feimu Art Museum.

Chen Pingsheng stood on the balcony on the second floor, waiting for industry insiders and media to enter. According to arrangements, they would watch first.

At eleven o'clock, Chen Pingsheng can go downstairs and start chatting with everyone to share his thoughts on the work.

In addition, Feimu Art Museum has prepared lunch for everyone, and will invite a new round of guests to enter the venue in the afternoon until [-] p.m.

Taking advantage of this gap, he turned on his mobile phone and asked about Lin Zishan's itinerary.

"How's it going? Where are you?"

A few seconds later, Lin Zishan replied: "Already on the way to take the high-speed rail."

Mayday’s concert starts at [-]pm, so as long as you arrive before [-]pm, you can queue up in advance.

"What about you? (dog's curious expression)"

Chen Pingsheng casually took a photo of the downstairs. At this time, people started to enter the venue, and Chang Ming was welcoming everyone downstairs.

"I haven't started yet. I'll wait until they finish reading it first."

"I wish you success! (dog cheering emoji)"

Chen Ping smiled and suddenly received another message from Wei Seya.

She has disappeared for a while. I heard that she was filming a new group MV in the desert. From the circle of friends, she looks very tired every day.

"Photographer Chen, did you miss me! (cat head expression)"

"I miss big stars so much, but unfortunately big stars are too busy."

Wei Seya: "You're complaining about me, right? It's hard for this star to send you a message. It's already a favor to you."

Chen Ping responded with only one word to such shameless words: "Yeah."

"Hahahaha, stop making trouble, I heard that your "Crow" is about to open! I'm looking forward to it!"

"I hope you won't come back either."

"Well, don't worry so much!" Then Wei Seya sent a voice message. Chen Pingsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at it. He didn't choose to read the text, but played it against his ear.

"I wish you a great success at the film festival! And remember our agreement! Hehe!"

After hearing this, Chen Pingsheng felt goosebumps on his ears. He put down his phone and wondered what agreement he had with Wei Seya.

I wanted to send a message to ask, but I felt that this was not good.

After thinking carefully for a while, I found it from my memory. It seemed that the two of them had an agreement to take photos.

Chen Pingsheng thought she had forgotten it, but he didn't expect it to take so long.It's a pity that she is so busy now and has no time to take pictures.

"Ding dong."

Chen Pingsheng received another series of messages.

When I opened it, I saw that there were Feilin's, Mr. Fan's, Liao Hua's and Yu Xiang's.

It seems that his friends all know the news about "The Crow" and cheer him in advance.

After replying one by one, Yabu sent him another photo.

From time to time, this girl would send him some selfies, some from work, some from daily life, and some wearing cool swimsuits. He didn’t know what they meant.

And they are all things Chen Pingsheng cannot see in her circle of friends.

However, a righteous gentleman like him would naturally disdain this. In addition to some greetings, he would also give some shooting suggestions.

Under his advice, Yabu's selfie skills have improved rapidly, and now he has begun to have the skillful photography skills of female Internet celebrities.

The photo this time is a screenshot of an order for a pre-sale ticket, which is for the Magic City Film Festival on the 26th.

"Thank you for your support!" Chen Pingsheng immediately sent her a message.

"Ha! I wish you a big sale!" After Yabu finished speaking, he disappeared again.

Chen Pingsheng has become accustomed to this girl's crazy skills. She always seems to have endless things to do and endless energy to vent.

It's enviable.

But speaking of pre-sale tickets, after a few days of publicity and fermentation, pre-sales have exceeded [-]!
What kind of concept, even if the works of foreign masters are launched, there are not so many pre-sales.

Chen Pingsheng calculated the amount of money he could get. Even if he calculated it according to the lowest level, he could get more than 60.

Of course, this is all pre-tax income and tax deductions must be made.

But this already made him very gratified. The Magic City was the first stop. Although it had the highest consumption power, it did not mean that other cities were inferior.

Even because there are too many exhibitions in the Magic City, sales are not as good as in other cities.

In any case, this first step has been passed steadily. When the Shanghai exhibition is over, the art museum can rely on various data to carry out all-round publicity.

At that time, Chen Pingsheng will use his trump card again!

Just as he was thinking about it, his mobile phone suddenly received a text message for a transfer, and then a system message immediately rang.

"The fifth stage goal: 300000 yuan. Achieved: 325500. Mission reward: Photography inspiration points*3"

The photographer's task of making money has been completed, and the next phase of tasks will soon be generated.

"The sixth stage goal: 1000000 yuan. Achieved: 325500. Mission reward: Photography vision points*3"

Chen Pingsheng added the points, and the photography inspiration had reached 35 points.

It's a pity that the fifth stage does not reward photography skills, otherwise it would have exceeded 50 points by now.

The next stage of the task is also easy to complete. As long as he waits until the Magic City exhibition is over, he can get 3 more attributes.

He thought this and stood up from his chair.

It was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and his appearance was not far away.

Chen Pingsheng flexed his muscles, but without his camera, he always felt empty.He was wearing a brown suit today, a more casual style, with no buttons or tie.

Because he doesn't like the feeling of being restrained.

He looked at himself in the mirror. His long hair was styled into a [-]-[-] length, and he looked sunny and handsome.The figure, set off by the clothes, has already become a double-door refrigerator trend. Chen Pingsheng feels that this figure is already very good.

Therefore, fitness has now begun to shift from muscle building to back and leg training.

At the same time, the guests who came to see the exhibition downstairs had already gathered under Chang Ming's instructions. They were all waiting for the large cover in the center, waiting for the appearance of the most internationally renowned young photographer in China. .

Through the glass, Chen Pingsheng looked at them with eyes that were a little nervous.

But he has gotten used to it. He is this kind of person. He will be constantly nervous beforehand, but once he actually steps onto the stage, he will put his mind at ease and no longer worry about gains and losses.

So he has actually begun to enjoy such moments.

Chen Pingsheng walked slowly downstairs, and the leather shoes on his feet made a clear collision sound with the stairs.

This voice spread downstairs, fell on everyone's hearts, and aroused their expectations.

"Tread, step, step."

"Tap, tap, tap." The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the train station hall. Lin Zishan held her small bag and looked for her high-speed rail flight.

"B23, here." After walking for a long time, she arrived at the entrance, where there was already a long queue.

I looked at the time, but there was no rush.

Lin Zishan touched his bag uneasily, and the concert ticket was still quietly placed in the bag.

"I hope everything goes well for Teacher Chen." She thought about an idea that suddenly came to her yesterday, and suddenly curled up her lips and smiled.

(End of this chapter)