Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 204 The Mission of the Yangtze River National Museum (Complete Chapter)
After the attribute points reach the full value, as always, the system prompts that the output of this attribute is deleted from the prize pool, but nothing is added.

To be honest, Chen Pingsheng felt that the upper limit of the system should be this high. After all, it was just a photographer system, and we couldn't expect it to have anything more fantasy.

What is useful to him now will become less and less useful to him over time.

Only promotional coupons, fitness coupons and energy replenishment stickers are always useful.

And he still has some worries in his heart, that is, what if the system disappears one day?
After all, my attribute points are almost full. If I were the system, there would be only two possibilities.

First, it disappears after achieving the purpose of cultivation.

Second, if the goal is not completed, higher requirements or tasks are put forward to drive him to complete them.

But no matter what the possibility is, it means that he must use the props he can use as soon as possible to strengthen himself.

Especially the more than ten physical fitness coupons and learning coupons in my hand.

So he planned to go into seclusion to digest these things before coming out.

Just do whatever comes to mind. At the beginning of May, Chen Pingsheng started a two-point, one-line life style.

Monday physical fitness coupons, Tuesday study coupons, change one every other day, use them alternately to improve your physical fitness and speaking ability.

At the end of the first week, 4 fitness vouchers were used, 2 Spanish learning vouchers were used, and 1 English learning voucher was used.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the outline in the mirror and felt that it was more obvious to the naked eye.

In the second week, use 3 physical fitness coupons and 4 English learning coupons.

He has turned down a lot of work this week because he has become addicted to such a regular life, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder prevents him from breaking away from this state.

In the third week, 3 fitness coupons were used, the English learning coupons were used, and 3 Japanese learning coupons were used.

So far, his learning vouchers are only for Japanese, and all others have been cleared.

There are only 3 physical fitness coupons left.

By now, Chen Pingsheng has completely become a sportsman.

In nearly a year, the muscles he has developed have shown Peng Yuyan's best condition, reaching the point where he looks thin when wearing clothes and has flesh when undressing.

Looking at his abdominal muscles, mermaid line, and waistcoat line, he sighed: "Finally, I have realized the ideal of the tough guy Brother Chen."

There is only the second half of the sentence between huge muscles and passionate shooting.

As this month goes by, his global fans and album sales are still rising steadily.

As for the income from the film festival, his pocket has become richer than ever before.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Pingsheng ended his retreat and submitted his tasks for this month.

"This month's task has been submitted and is being evaluated..."

"The evaluation is completed, this month's rating is: SS, and you will get 20 lucky draw opportunities."

"Do you want to draw the lottery now?"

The photos he used were from "Suffering of Light", but the evaluation was still not the highest, because these photos showed more techniques and did not have a very rich sense of content.

And there is no coherent theme, leaving huge room for interpretation.

In fact, after such a long period of work, Chen Pingsheng has figured out the temperament of the system.

If you want to get a higher evaluation, you must have advanced concepts and enough in-depth interpretation space.

The reason why Crow can get SSS is because of its interpretation space.

And this is also the missing part for many photographers. It is not difficult to take good photos, but it is difficult to take photos that can leave everyone unsatisfied.

After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Pingsheng chose the lottery.

"Congratulations on winning the following white prizes: small-scale publicity opportunities*8, English learning vouchers*3, Japanese learning vouchers*2"

"That's outrageous!" Chen Pingsheng sighed, feeling that there might be no hope of maxing out his attribute points. Only two of the 13 prizes came out.

This system really understands probability. It must have tested its attributes before drawing.

"Congratulations on winning the following blue prizes: medium-range publicity opportunity*3, energy replenishment sticker*1"

"Sure enough, still not." Chen Pingsheng rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that he still had three more chances.

"Congratulations on winning the following purple prizes: large-scale publicity opportunity*2, cross-border mission coupon*1"

"Forehead……"

Chen Pingsheng sighed, how should I put it, if he had obtained these things before, he might have jumped up with joy.

There was no rubbish at all, all good things that could be used, but now he couldn't be happy.

Obviously you only need two points of attributes to reach full value, but in the end, you didn't get any at all.

Fortunately, there is a cross-border mission coupon that can comfort him.

Without hesitation, Chen Pingsheng clicked to use it immediately.

Then got a new mission.

"Cross-border mission: Master Sculptor Li Yongfang is looking for a photographer who can capture the soul of sculptures. Maybe you are a suitable candidate."

"Who is this?" Chen Pingsheng looked at it in confusion, and then searched online.

After searching, he slapped his thigh suddenly: "Trick me!"

According to the Internet, although this guy's name is Li Yongfang, he is actually a 40-year-old man from South Korea. He studied and lived in China for ten years, and gained many achievements and praises for his carving skills.

But when he returned to South Korea, he suddenly claimed that the skills he learned were inherited from his country and that the Chinese teacher was just a cultural thief.

He couldn't bear to let such skills spread overseas, so he went to China alone and learned the skills to serve the motherland.

It can be said that he expressed the duality of human beings vividly.

"Carving a soul?" Chen Pingsheng said with some disdain: "It's better to carve your own soul first."

Then he used the mission refresh coupon.

Fortunately, I drew one before, otherwise after I rejected this task, a new task would not be generated.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the refreshed mission, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Cross-border mission: The Yangtze River National Museum is under construction. The government needs to collect and create works that represent the Yangtze River culture. Maybe you are a suitable candidate."

"This is fine!"

Chen Pingsheng said to himself: "It's exactly what I want. That work has been conceived for a long time."

After reading everything about the system, Chen Pingsheng planned to continue practicing without anything else. Of course, there would be no need for retreat this time.

But a phone call suddenly stopped him.

It belongs to Liao Hua.

"Shengsheng, are you in South China? We haven't seen you for a long time. Come out for a drink?"

It's been a long time since we last met. Liao Hua helped Chen Pingsheng a while ago, and he still remembers it now.

"Okay, Brother Liao, where are you?"
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Chen Pingsheng met Liao Hua at the barbecue restaurant downstairs of the city's largest cinema.

The barbecue is self-service, and the smoke continues to rise along the pipes above, creating a steamy atmosphere all around.

Liao Hua was wearing a hat and a plaid shirt, and his beard showed that he hadn't shaved for a long time.

"Sit down quickly, let's take a look at the menu and see what you ordered." Liao Hua has already ordered several plates of meat and is grilling them with chopsticks.

Chen Pingsheng took the menu and asked, "How are you doing, Brother Liao?"

"Fortunately, isn't the screening starting now? I have to run around from city to city."

"Has it been screened?" Chen Pingsheng asked curiously, "Has the name been chosen?"

Liao Hua had complained to him for a long time before, because he himself was a bad name maker, so he wanted to find friends to see if there were any names that were easy to remember and could arouse the audience's interest.

Many names were given, but Chen Pingsheng found them almost meaningless.

I didn't care about this matter after that.

"Okay, Sister Qin gave me a good name." Liao Hua used chopsticks to divide the meat into two piles and pushed it in front of Chen Pingsheng.

Then he dipped it in the seasoning, put the meat into his mouth, and said while chewing: "It's called "Traveling in the Night", um, it's delicious."

Chen Pingsheng nodded, thinking that it was indeed possible. It was more specific than the previous names such as "Blind Man Seeking Wife", "Snowy Plum", "Searching for the Dead", etc. It gave a sense of suspense upon hearing it.

So he asked again, "So what is the target this time?"

Liao Hua smiled and calculated the cost for him with his fingers: "The cost is 300 million. If you include the dividends to theaters, investment companies and actors, it must reach at least 5000 million to make a profit."

"So low?" Chen Pingsheng knew that the recent box office sales were pretty good, with several movies already reaching over one billion.

"This is a niche art film. Let alone over 5000 million, I have never seen one over [-] million." Liao Hua sighed. In this flashy entertainment industry, there are very few directors who can insist on making such unpopular films. .

Especially when you don't get enough fame.

If you want to live a prosperous life, have movies to shoot, and people to invest in it, at least Liao Hua must win gold awards at major film festivals.

For example, the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival or the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival.

These established film festivals have a long history and are not inferior to the Oscars in terms of status, but their reputation and commercialization are not as strong as the Oscars.

After learning about it, Chen Pingsheng raised a glass of wine and said, "Then I wish you success and win a trophy next."

"There is no hope for this film." In the past few months, Liao Hua naturally took the film to film festivals and tried it, but obviously there was no success.

"But I think the next film is quite promising. How about I leave you a role?" Liao Hua said with a smile as they clinked glasses.

"Forget it, I'm not even busy with photography right now." Chen Pingsheng refused decisively. He had no intention of working in the entertainment industry.

"Yes, you are quite well-known in the photography industry now. There must be many people who want to take photos with you, right?"

"There are many, but I basically refused." Chen Pingsheng briefly explained his arrangements.

After the competition, many people hope to ask Chen Pingsheng to take some photos for them, or to cooperate with companies to shoot projects.But Chen Pingsheng has never been able to arouse any interest, because it is like shackles. Once you put them on, it is difficult to take them off.

It is good to make money, but for him, it is not the time when he needs it the most.

He is not a very materialistic person. If not, he would not keep renting a house.

He is nostalgic and likes the life in front of him.

This society is like a dye vat. Once you get in, it’s hard to come out clean.

Of course, Chen Pingsheng is not that mysophobic, but if he can make money while standing while shooting his works, why not do it?

Just like now.

So his next plan is to explore more possibilities, shoot more scenery and people, and then go out.

Travel around abroad and shoot some subjects that are impossible to achieve at home.

This kind of life is what he yearns for more.

Instead of being stuck in the quagmire of busyness every day, just because of money drives yourself to keep working hard.

"That's too tiring." Chen Pingsheng drank a glass of wine with a thick smile on his face.

Liao Hua nodded: "Brother, I understand you."

Then the two had another drink.

"There will be a screening of the movie here tomorrow. Would you like to come and see it?" Liao Hua asked after finishing his drink.

"Would you like to check it out? Okay." Chen Pingsheng didn't have anything more important to do, so it was quite nice to watch his own performance on the big screen.
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"Why do you think you are so stubborn?" In the dark screening room, Chen Pingsheng sat in the back row, his face flickering with the reflection of the curtain.

Sitting next to him were various self-media bloggers and film critics.

They are all hired by the production crew to act as Amway's sailors.

Sitting on the left was a round-headed guy with a mouth full of Northeastern slag, which sounded like he was from Heilongjiang.

On the right is a girl with short hair, wearing a mask and glasses with thick lenses, plus furry pajamas with big ears and slippers, looking very casual.

Every time the eldest brother from Heilongjiang sees some humorous clips, he laughs "goose, goose, goose", which in turn changes the atmosphere around him.

The girl in pajamas has been holding a notebook. Every time the film raises questions and creates suspense, she takes a pen and writes down the scenes.

However, her eyes never left the screen, so Chen Pingsheng didn't know whether he could understand what she wrote.

As the plot progresses, the plot becomes more and more tense.

Chen Pingsheng watched with rapt attention because he knew he was going to appear next.

"Okay, this plot is handled very well." The Heilongjiang eldest brother whispered to himself, and Chen Pingsheng thought that he was probably looking for an entry point for the subsequent video copywriting.

Not long after, Chen Pingsheng's role finally appeared.

Looking at himself on the screen, Chen Pingsheng couldn't help but touch his face, feeling that he had changed a lot.

"This guy's acting is pretty good. He's an actor I've never seen before, isn't he?" Heilongjiang eldest brother turned around and said to Chen Pingsheng. The familiarity of Northeastern people allowed the two to communicate without any barriers.

"It's indeed not bad." Chen Pingsheng nodded.

The eldest brother from Heilongjiang turned his head and glanced at the younger brother next to him. Because the light source of the movie was not enough to illuminate the entire face, he could not see clearly, but he could still find some similarities from the profile.

"Brother, you look a lot like the actors in the movie!"

Chen Pingsheng nodded: "Yes, I think so too."

"Yeah." The Heilongjiang eldest brother did not doubt that he was an actor and continued to watch the movie.

After the movie was over and all the lights came on, Liao Hua took the film's creative team on stage.

Sister Qin did not come because she had a lot of things to do. The male protagonist and female supporting actor were mainly answering questions from reporters and self-media.

During the question-and-answer session, the Heilongjiang eldest brother also asked two questions, but the girl in pajamas on the right never got up to ask questions from beginning to end, but kept writing on the paper.

Chen Pingsheng glanced at it out of curiosity, and then his head got big.

The entire movie is clearly divided into a layer-by-layer structure, and the reversal, plot, and key points of each layer are clearly written on it.

Chen Pingsheng secretly gave a thumbs up and felt that it was really powerful.

After everyone had finished asking questions, someone asked: "Director Liao, there was a very strange face in the movie I watched. He was the man who played the male protagonist in fantasy, but I didn't seem to see him in the cast list."

Liao Hua glanced at Chen Pingsheng, who was far away, and said: "Actually, this actor was just a temporary guest star that I hired from the set. He is not in this industry himself, so he specifically told me that he didn't want me to cast him as a guest. His name is too prominent, but he’s in the cast.”

"Can you reveal the actor's name?"

"His name is Chen Pingsheng and he is a photographer."

"OK, thanks."

The questioner sat down, but some reporters suddenly became restless.

"Is this the winner of the competition, Chen Pingsheng?" A reporter raised his hand and asked.

"That's right." Liao Hua answered affirmatively.

After the screening, Chen Pingsheng put on a mask and left with the crowd, keeping a very low profile.
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Two days later, Chen Pingsheng received another call from the government.

"Hello, hello, is this Chen Pingsheng, Teacher Chen?" The voice sounded like that of a middle-aged woman.

While drinking milk, Chen Pingsheng replied: "It's me, are you?"

"Oh, I am a member of the collection team of the Yangtze River National Museum. My name is Fang Yi." The woman introduced herself.

"Hello, do you have any questions for me?" Chen Pingsheng put down the milk glass and asked.

"That's right, Teacher Chen, the Yangtze River National Museum will be officially established next year. We are now looking for capable and creative talents from the whole society to help us create Yangtze River works in the new era.

"Photography, of course, is one of them. So we immediately thought of you. The set of photos you took for the South China Museum of Natural History, we thought were very creative, so we wanted to ask you if you would like to participate in our collection of works?"

Chen Pingsheng pretended to think for a while and said, "Okay, but what are the specific details?"

"Let's discuss this online, because some of the exhibition hall drawings and key points of the works need to be shown to you."

"no problem."

Chen Pingsheng took out his computer and conducted online video communication with Fang Yi.

"First of all, Teacher Chen, there is a prerequisite for the works we are collecting this time. It must show the style of the Yangtze River in the new era." Fang Yi shared his document with Chen Pingsheng, which contains the museum's collection content.

"Is it okay if there is a certain element of artistic creation? For example, I took a photo of a section of the Yangtze River Basin, and then made some artificial modifications through post-processing methods to make it non-replicable." Chen Pingsheng asked.

"No problem, as long as you are photographing the Yangtze River. Of course, the audience must also be able to tell that this is the Yangtze River." Fang Yi replied.

"Okay, what about the specific booth?" Chen Pingsheng asked again.

"This depends on the size of your work. If the work is good enough, we can apply for a wall of up to 2 meters by 2 meters for you." When Fang Yi talked about this, he felt that it was quite difficult to cover it all. , after all, in her impression, the size of photos is generally not as huge as works of art.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingsheng interrupted her suddenly: "Well, I'm sorry, I think this size is a bit too small."

"Too small?" Fang Yi was stunned, and then asked: "How big do you need it to be?"

"At least 2 meters by 5 meters." Chen Pingsheng estimated the area of ​​the work he was about to shoot, which would be a huge photo.

"So big?" Fang Yi couldn't believe it, and then said: "Do you already have a prototype of the work?"

"Yes, this work is very delicate and very large. It must have enough area to display it." Chen Pingsheng nodded.

"Then please wait a moment while I look for the team leader."

The recruitment teams are all elite soldiers transferred from various units in Wuhan, with varying positions, but the team leader must be the one with the highest position.

Not long after, a man joined the meeting.

He is the team leader, let the wind and rain pass.

"Hello, Chen Pingsheng." After saying hello, he went straight to the point and said: "I would like to know, what exactly are you going to shoot for your work?"

Chen Pingsheng said: "I want to photograph several sections of the Yangtze River and then splice them together."

"Spliced ​​together?" Ren Fengyu thought this idea sounded good, but it didn't seem to be enough to impress the audience.

"Then why do we need such a large wall for display?"

"Because of the details, this photo is destined to be very detailed, and only the large size can give people the greatest shock." Chen Pingsheng explained.

"Yes, I understand. Sister Fang, please check the proposed museum drawings to see if there is a display location that meets the requirements."

"Okay, let me take a look." Fang Yi went to check the drawings. Taking advantage of this free time, Ren Fengyu and Chen Pingsheng chatted about the work.

"So if you shoot the Yangtze River, do you plan to use black and white?" Several of Chen Pingsheng's previous works were all in black and white, so Ren Fengyu naturally felt that the works shooting the Yangtze River should also be in black and white.

However, Chen Pingsheng's choice was different from before: "This time I plan to take color photos."

"Color, doesn't it look shocking enough?" Ren Fengyu didn't know much about photography, he was more proficient in art.

"Whether I feel shocked or not actually has nothing to do with the color. It depends on the content and size of the photo." Chen Pingsheng explained: "The form of this work is unprecedented at home and abroad. I am still very confident that it can make people feel shocked." It’s shocking.”

"Are there no similar forms abroad?" Ren Fengyu was a little moved when he heard this. Any original artwork is very valuable for collection. If the Yangtze River National Museum has such a piece in the field of photography, it will be enough to make a difference.

"Yes."

"Team leader, I took a look and there is a suitable place." Fang Yi happened to have finished reading the drawings at this time.

"Where is it?" Ren Fengyu asked.

"It's at the back of the hall, around the entrance, and you can see it at the back."

"This position is quite important." Ren Fengyu hesitated. This position must be given to a work that can hold the place, otherwise it will be meaningless.

So he could only say: "In my life, it's like this. There is only one suitable place in the exhibition hall, but this position is crucial. So I can't be the master. You have to give us the finished work, and then we will arrange it." Experts select one of several works."

Chen Pingsheng was silent for a moment: "Then let's do it."

(End of this chapter)