Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 265 Sakamoto Ryuichi and Apple

Chen Pingsheng and the Asada family took several photos the next day, such as a group photo in ninja costumes.

The mother was standing on the tree in a red ninja uniform, while others in black ninja uniforms surrounded her on the tree, as if there was a battle between two forces.

There are also live broadcasts of murders shot in the woods.

Liangzi was wearing white clothes and holding a microphone in his hand. Behind him was the forest sealed by a red seal. It seemed that some terrible murder had occurred inside.The father, Arino, squatted on the ground and imitated the cameraman carrying the camera, while the two brothers lit up the lights and carried the pole respectively, which was exactly the same as what they saw on TV.

The last photo taken by Chen Pingsheng was a group photo in a kindergarten.

Mother Liangzi stood on the slide, smiling and talking to the "children".The younger brother Zhengzhi hid in the small window below his mother and poked his face out, looking cheerful.

Father Arino rode a car with his back to the camera and greeted Ryoko.

Only his brother, Masamune, was driving a children's car with an excited look, as if he was about to race, occupying most of the screen.

After taking these photos, Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao said goodbye to the Asada family.

Although they were very reluctant to leave and wanted the two of them to stay for a while longer, Chen Pingsheng still declined.

Because he received a call from Mr. Chairman, Mr. Sakamoto Ryuichi’s concert will be held in the near future in Tokyo, so he is going to meet the master he likes very much in music.

As for the subsequent photos, it will be up to Masashi Asada to take them.

He will spend a month taking all the other photos and then sorting them out for publication.

After returning to Tokyo, Mr. Ericson gave Chen Pingsheng a contact information.

"Hello, hello!" Chen Pingsheng still felt a little uneasy after dialing the phone.

"Hello, please tell me something..." A voice that I had only heard in documentaries came from the microphone, with a slight magnetism, and the sound of piano tuning could be heard in the background.

"Is this Mr. Ryuichi Sakamoto? I am Chen Pingsheng, just call me Chen."

"Chen Pingsheng." After Ryuichi Sakamoto repeated the sentence, he came to his senses and said with a smile: "Hey, I remembered, Chen, was it Ericsson who contacted you? Sorry, wait a moment."

"Do, mi, fa, so." He seemed to be communicating the music score with someone: "Yokono, I'm sorry, stop for a moment, let me make a call."

After saying that, Chen Pingsheng heard the sound of footsteps.

"Chen, I have always liked your works. I have watched "The Crow" many times." Ryuichi Sakamoto walked to a secluded corner and said to Chen Pingsheng.

"Mr. Sakamoto, I also like your work, Solitude, I often listen to it, and your new album." Chen Pingsheng replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your like, Chen, thank you. I will hold a concert in Tokyo recently, do you have time?"

"Of course, I called you just to ask you about this matter. Also, I heard from Mr. Ericson that you wanted to take a group of photos, right?"

"Yes, Chen, I want to take a group of photos, mainly to prepare for the new album."

"That's great, it's my pleasure, Mr. Sakamoto."

"Thank you, Chen. Let's talk in detail when we meet in Tokyo."

"No problem, Mr. Sakamoto, you can continue your work."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Pingsheng leaned back on the car seat contentedly and talked with the master, which always gave people a wonderful sense of dislocation.

"Brother, do we really want to film Mr. Sakamoto?" Huang Liao's expression was also a little excited. She liked The Covered Sky very much, especially the soundtrack, which she listened to when she was a child.

But until she grew up, she did not forget it at all, but often revisited it.

"Of course, we will go to the concert first, and then we will talk in detail after the concert." Chen Pingsheng nodded.

"Great!" Huang Liao let out a small cheering voice. They were on the Shinkansen at this time, surrounded by people rushing to Tokyo, so they couldn't disturb everyone.

Just when Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao were chatting about Sakamoto Ryuichi, another phone call came.

"Hello?" Chen Pingsheng saw that the phone number was from the United States and subconsciously thought it should be some kind of job invitation.

And after being connected, it was no surprise to him.

It was a shooting invitation from Apple. They wanted Chen Pingsheng to shoot a system screensaver wallpaper for the new Mac.

"Photography?" This was the first time Huang Liao knew that such a job existed.

It was also the first time for Chen Pingsheng to receive this kind of job invitation, so he asked various questions carefully.

These matters were marked one by one in the emails sent to him by Apple staff.

"We wanted to take photos of rare scenery, and we also gave him several topics to choose from." Huang Liao looked at the computer: "That's so considerate."

"Well, let me look at the specific locations, the Sahara Desert, Hokkaido, Japan, Iceland..."

"It seems that only Hokkaido is the closest." Huang Liao picked up the water bottle in his hand and took a sip.

"Then let's go to Hokkaido, just to relax." Chen Pingsheng made a decisive decision.
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On the day of the concert, Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao sat in the front row, watching Mr. Ryuichi Sakamoto sitting in front of the piano on the stage, playing the soundtrack of his famous work "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence" for everyone, with expressions on their faces. Somewhat unconcealable excitement and intoxication.

The feeling of listening to a concert live is far more shocking and delicate than listening with headphones.

Every note, every modulation, contains emotion.

Huang Liao was so excited that she kept grabbing Chen Pingsheng's arm. This was a scene she had only thought about in her dreams, and it was also one of the plans she made for herself. She didn't expect it to come true so quickly.

After the concert ended, Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao came to the cafe opposite the concert hall, waiting for Mr. Sakamoto Ryuichi.

"Ding bell." The wind chime on the door rang, and Mr. Sakamoto, wearing a cashmere coat, walked into the cafe carrying a handbag.

"Mr. Sakamoto, here." Chen Pingsheng waved his hand.

"Chen." He walked up to Chen Pingsheng and bowed slightly: "First time we meet."

"Me too." Chen Pingsheng also bowed, and then the two of them finally sat down amidst a while of greetings.

"What would you like to drink, Mr. Sakamoto?" he asked.

"Bring me a cup of coffee, thank you." Sakamoto Ryuichi was very polite, and his attitude was always gentle and humble, just like the professor in Chen Pingsheng's impression.

When the coffee came and Sakamoto Ryuichi took a sip, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two finally changed from calm to slightly passionate.

"Chen, I'm looking for you to take a set of photos for my new album." Sakamoto Ryuichi's legs are very close together, his figure is very thin, his hair has completely turned white, and he is wearing a colorful pattern. Glasses make you look intellectual and charming. "Well, no problem, Mr. Sakamoto, what are the details?"

"To be specific, the name of the new album is async. Well... it is a reflection of my daily life, sculpture and nature." Ryuichi Sakamoto explained for Chen Pingsheng: "I hope to express daily emotions, Many feelings hidden in small things. I like this better..." At the end of the sentence, he laughed.

"No problem, Mr. Sakamoto." Chen Pingsheng nodded and agreed.

"By the way, although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask, is Chen free to take a set of portraits for me?" Sakamoto Ryuichi asked again.

"Of course, if there is time, the album cover and your portrait can be photographed together." Chen Pingsheng naturally would not refuse this proposal.

"That's really great. I particularly like the thoughts about nature and artificiality expressed in "Crow". I hope you can shoot me like you shoot crows." Ryuichi Sakamoto expressed his request.

"Photographing people like crows?" Chen Pingsheng thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face: "I will try my best."

"Hi, thank you." Ryuichi Sakamoto smiled and put his hands together.

"By the way, Mr. Sakamoto, could you please sign your autograph for us?" Chen Pingsheng took out two albums from his bag, and Huang Liao, who was sitting behind him, immediately became excited.

"Of course, no problem." Ryuichi Sakamoto picked up the marker handed over by Chen Pingsheng and signed his name on the album cover.

Then Huang Liao suddenly poked his head over and said, "Can we take a photo with you, Mr. Sakamoto?"

"This is my assistant." Chen Pingsheng introduced him.

"Hey, no problem." Sakamoto Ryuuichi stood up directly. His height was considered to be mid-to-high among Neon people, and he only lowered his head by half when standing next to Chen Pingsheng.

After Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao took photos with Ryuichi Sakamoto, they continued to chat about creation.

Huang Liao took this opportunity to post on Instagram and Moments to record the moments when she took photos with her idol.

Her circle of friends is very small. Unlike other girls who are willing to post photos of their makeup or check in at which internet celebrity attractions they visit, Huang Liao is more willing to post some photos of scenery and details of her own shots.

The frequency is also very low, basically only one message will be sent every half month.

Therefore, there are usually very few people who like and comment on her, but this time after posting a photo of Mr. Sakamoto, they did not stop until they got on the train to Hokkaido.

"This time we have to wait for a special opportunity." Chen Pingsheng sat opposite Huang Liao. There was a computer and a water glass in front of him, and the water was still rippling with heat.He was wearing a light yellow sweater, which matched with the snowflakes falling outside the window, giving him a warm feeling.

It is winter at this time and it is also the coldest season in Hokkaido.

The scene they filmed was near a tourist spot in Hokkaido.

Mr. Ryuichi Sakamoto's shooting plan is to take place in half a month, because he will not be able to shoot until he finishes the concert and returns to his home in Hawaii.

For the convenience of work, he has settled in many places, and Hawaii is one of them.

According to Mr. Sakamoto, it has a natural beauty and is a very peaceful place, which is perfect for creation.

Therefore, Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao will go there to shoot for him in half a month.

Before that, they had to finish Apple's work and finish shooting the wallpaper.

"What time is it?" Huang Liao heard this, held up the hot milk tea in his hand, and asked.

"Because if we want to shoot this scene, we need to wait until it snows. The snow can't fall too much, so we have to stay there for a while."

"Hey, Waga will die immediately." Huang Liao spoke in Japanese, which is what I understood.

"Haha, why does your Japanese have a Northeastern flavor?" Chen Pingsheng laughed, but then he was pricked by Huang Polygonum.

"I learned it from you, brother."

She looked very serious and blinked, as if she was saying that she listened to him the most when she was around him, so she naturally learned his accent from him.

"Huh?" Chen Pingsheng frowned, read a few words in Japanese, and then said, "I think I have an accent."

"Yeah, brother, you should record it and listen carefully." Huang Liao couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, maybe I didn't pay attention, cough." Chen Pingsheng knew that his Northeastern genes were indeed a bit too strong. Someone had mentioned this problem when he was in South China.

Even though I have stayed there for several years, I still haven't learned the local dialect. Instead, I have stuck to the Northeastern accent.

As a result, many people can tell where he comes from as soon as they hear him speak.

"Brother, tell me what you need to prepare and I'll contact you." Huang Liao also took out his computer and planned to start working.

"Well, we need a car, and then we need to book a hotel locally. I heard that there are a lot of people waiting to see the scenery, so there are probably a lot of people there."

"Okay, let's rent one at the local car dealership." Huang Liao opened the hotel website and started looking for local places to live.

Just like that, amidst the crackling sound of the keyboard and the subtle sound of wind and snow hitting the window, the two people arrived at the filming location, Hokkaido.
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"Wow!"

The water splashed by the tires flew in the air, forming a piece of crystal clear crystal against the backdrop of the sun.

Even the careful Chen Pingsheng found it a bit too cumbersome to rent a car at a Neon car dealership.

This is completely consistent with his feelings during his time at Neon, because Neon people are inexplicably obsessed with details. Even in the smallest details, they must be accurate and signed before they can feel relieved.

Just like the status of various things in the car, it must be completely recorded without any errors.

Faced with this so-called "craftsman" spirit, Chen Pingsheng could only watch an elderly uncle inspect the vehicle for two hours and confirm a bunch of details before driving away.

However, Chen Pingsheng can also understand this situation. Neon has now entered the stock competition, coupled with its own domestic policies and work systems, resulting in many elderly people having to continue to use their spare talents in their jobs.

In this case, making no mistakes is the biggest requirement.

If something goes wrong, he may be laid off or replaced, which is unacceptable to Neon people who don't have much savings.

Therefore, when it was rolled inward, the situation formed became what it is now.

This is also why Neon has been betting on hydrogen energy vehicles, while electric cars are not developing quickly. They are betting on the future of an industry. As long as hydrogen energy vehicles develop, they will be the biggest beneficiaries, and they will be able to free themselves from involution. Then achieve rapid economic growth.

But Chen Pingsheng feels that judging from the current development of the world, hydrogen energy vehicles will not be put on the agenda until a long time in the future.

"We're here." Stopping the car, he looked at the winding road and the two rows of vehicles parked next to it, knowing that the end of the trip had finally been reached.

(End of this chapter)