He has been busy with documentary work during this period. Just because the shots are finished does not mean that the work is done. Just like after the filming of a movie is completed, the post-production test has just begun, and the same is certainly true for documentaries.
Sending Chen Xing to Arles was also a holiday he gave himself.
When he walked out of the room, he saw his old friend sitting in the living room watching TV.
Nobel has known his old friend for thirty years. He still remembers the time when he was just qualified to participate in the exhibition of the Arles Photography Festival. After he came, he found that he had no place to live, and then he met this collector.
Mr. Matthias, time flies so fast.
"Good morning, Mr. Matthias."
Matthias is already very old and has to speak loudly to hear him clearly.
"Good morning, Nobel."
Noble looked at Chen Xing's closed door and said: "Today's young people are nothing like what we were back then. My son is the same. As long as he doesn't work and doesn't sleep until noon every day, he won't get up at all."<
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"That kid? He didn't come back yesterday."
"He didn't come back?" Nobel was stunned for a moment.
Chen Xing went out at two o'clock yesterday. If he hadn't come back, there would have been no news for more than ten hours. Wouldn't he be in any danger?
There was a thud in his heart and he was startled.
Arles is a very safe city, but even the safest city will have its dark side. What if?
After all, the two of them came together. All the hotels in the streets and alleys of Arles were full of people, and this was their only place to stay.
And Chen Xing has never come back, where can he live?
Arle was so frightened that he trembled all over and took out his cell phone to call Chen Xing.
In just a few seconds, he vaguely heard Chen Xing's cell phone ringing somewhere...
Then, he heard a knock on the door.
Pick up the phone.
"Teacher? Are you looking for me?"
Noble went over to help Chen Xing open the door, his face was dark.
Chen Xing unconsciously took half a step back.
"What's wrong, teacher?"
Nobel looked at Chen Xing. He had changed his clothes. He was wearing a blue shirt with short sleeves and a very Arles style. He had a camera bag on his waist, a coat in his hand, and brown sunglasses. His hair style was similar to that of Chen Xing.
Same as yesterday, slicked back.
Nothing seems wrong.
My face is just a little red.
"Where did you go yesterday? Why didn't you come back to rest?"
"This...I met a friend..."
"Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"
"Radiant?"
No matter what, it at least proves that Chen Xing did not encounter any accidents.
"You brat! As long as it's okay, why didn't you tell me you were living outside? I almost called the police."
"Teacher, you didn't answer my call."
Professor Nobel took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and indeed found that Chen Xing had called, but at that time he seemed to be in a video conference to deal with some work matters, and forgot to answer, and then he forgot about it...
Well, I can’t blame Chen Xing.
He didn't care where Chen Xing went yesterday, anyway, personal safety was the most important thing. And as a photographer, it was so normal to have acquaintances in Arles, and Nobel even began to feel relieved.
After all, there’s no other way to stay at a friend’s house. I really can’t find a hotel.
However, the interpersonal relationships in France are slightly different from those in China. It is normal for them to host friends from far away at their homes. Therefore, whenever such hotels in Arles are full and there are many tourists who cannot find a place to stay, the locals
Residents will let some people live in their homes.
Of course, if you have a good relationship and are friends, you don’t need to pay.
Ordinary tourists still have to pay for accommodation.
Professor Nobel looked at Chen Xing's dress again, nodded and said: "You look very handsome today. It seems that you are ready."
What preparation?
Chen Xing didn't understand for a moment.
Are you going to give a speech on stage?
He had just bought his clothes and pants. The one he originally wore was still in Hinako's hotel. It was actually not dirty and could be worn. But the few days he came to Arles were very important, and there were many problems with his personal image.
Attention.
Noble said: "You come in first, I will tidy up a little and then take you to meet my friends. You must pay attention to the propriety of your words and be more steady, you know?"
"I understand, professor."
Professor Nobel mooted for half an hour.
Professor Nobel is also very concerned about his own image, or perhaps all Parisians are like this. At least half of the passers-by on the streets of Paris are meticulous about their hairstyles and clothes. Even the color of their gloves depends on what they are wearing today. But people in other parts of France are fine too.
At least the people of Arles are very relaxed.
Professor Nobel took Chen Xing to a cafe hidden in an alley. The facade was small, but after walking in, he found that the space was very large and bright. The light was as soft as natural light, but he rarely looked at it.
to the window.
"Usually people who come here are acquaintances, and sometimes you can see French stars here." Nobel said.
Chen Xing nodded and followed the teacher, looking left and right.
Judging from the decoration, the style here is very exquisite, and the tables are not as densely arranged as in street cafes. It is obvious that more attention has been paid to the privacy of the guests and there is more privacy. Nobel and Chen Xing sat at a small square table with a wooden board next to it to separate the seats next to it.
Chen Xing said: "This coffee seems to have been open for a long time."
"It has definitely been a long time since it was opened in 1932. The boss here still has many works given to him by previous painters. They were still in this cafe before 2003, but they were almost stolen by thieves later.
, the boss put him at home."
"I'm sorry, I want to correct you. I put him in the bank's safe, not at my home. Nobel, when you spread false information like this, didn't you consider that the thief would come to my home specifically?
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Chen Xing looked at him.
This is a middle-aged man who has just walked over. He looks to be in his forties, and his temperament and clothing have the feeling of a British gentleman.
After he said those words, he smiled and extended his hand to Chen Xing: "Hello, I'm Hercule Abbott, the owner of this shop. Nice to meet you, Chen Xing from China."<
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When he said Chen Xing's name, he pronounced the word "Chen Xing" correctly and put Chen Xing's name first.
"Do you understand Chinese?" Chen Xing asked.
"I only know a little bit, and I can use it as a skill to enjoy myself in front of my friends, but in the eyes of you Chinese people, my little bit is probably nothing. If I didn't have to run this store, I would be very
It is possible to live in China for a long time."
"Thank you for your love for our country."
Nobel introduced: "Mr. Abbott is one of the largest collectors in France, and this store can only be said to be his family business."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Abbott."
"You don't have to be so polite. I really like the work you exhibited in the arena. After the exhibition is over, can you put the work in my museum? My private museum has 100% of the works in it.
Sixty are the best photography works of all periods."
Nobel said: "You are too anxious, there is still a month before the end of the exhibition."
"No matter whether Mr. Chen's works win awards or not, the price I give will be very high and there will be no change. After all, as you know, the things I like will have a price in my heart, and other people's opinions have nothing to do with me.
."
Speaking of this, Mr. Abbott said to Chen Xing: "Do you know that the organizing committee of the Arles Photography Festival prefers the works of the island photographer Kintaro Yamazaki?"
Chen Xing nodded slightly and said, "I know a little bit."
After all, other people's works are placed in front of him. From this, it can be seen that his works are better than Chen Xing's works in the eyes of the judges.
"Kintaro Yamazaki is only 24 years old this year. He is a very famous genius in recent years. He is especially good at photographing various flowers, trees and forests, and his style is not very fixed. I have viewed all the works you exhibited this time many times, and his
I personally feel that "The Beauty of Fallen Cherry" is not as good as your "Dashan Miao Village"."
"Thank you."
"But there is a problem here, which is very important."
Chen Xing knew why the Nobelists brought him to meet this person. He was not a collector, but a critic.
He just doesn't know what the judges like about Yamazaki.
So Chen Xing was very respectful and asked as if he were his own teacher: "Please speak."
"The style you shoot has a strong Chinese flavor, and it is different from the Chinese style we know now. Many Chinese photographers I know like to shoot what China looked like forty or fifty years ago. It has an old-fashioned and backward feel.
, the beauty of simplicity, and these photographers have been pursuing this simplicity throughout their lives."
"And you, Chen Xing, you are the youngest photographer I know, but your style is even older than theirs. It is so old that it imitates the era, and it combines the feeling of ancient Chinese culture, just like
Now for your work "Dashan Miao Village", many people don't even need to read your personal introduction. When they pass by, they will know when they look at the work, oh, this must be China."
"Do you understand?"
"I probably understand."
Or is it that your works have too strong of a personal style, enough to match the Chinese style, but cannot enter the high-end halls of Europe and the United States?
Abbott straightened his clothes and sat down.
"Don't feel sad about this. This is a problem for European and American photographers and collectors like us, not your problem. The more you understand Asian culture, the more you will like the works you photographed. Photographed by Kintaro Yamazaki
Cherry blossoms and peach blossoms are falling, and the composition is of course very beautiful. This is the technique that island photographers are best at, and the artistic conception is simple and easy to understand, but the content is incomparable to your work."
"Thank you for your comfort..."
Chen Xing has a bad feeling.
Could it be that my Arles Newcomer Award was blown away? Otherwise, why would this collector comfort himself so much?
The words he said later, Chen Xing always felt that he was telling himself not to be sad or confused after losing the election, but to stick to his own creative style.
Chen Xing frowned and asked, "Is this person sure to win the award?"
Professor Nobel said:
"As the most powerful young photographers in the past two years, you and him, the Newcomer Award is mostly chosen between you. At present, Yamazaki Kintaro has a certain advantage, but you are not completely without a chance, otherwise I wouldn't
I brought you here in such a hurry."
"Teacher, what is the solution?"
What’s special, Chen Xing may not care about winning or losing for a moment, but he cares that the person who won the prize is an island native.
When had the Chinese people ever lost in a two-on-one competition with the islanders?
If this news spreads to China, how can he get around?
I made the best-selling documentary!
You have never beaten an islander!
I made a lot of money! I bought a house, a manor, and a lot of concubines!
You have never beaten an islander!
This is not okay.
Chen Xing's fighting spirit was now at an all-time high. He looked at the professor with bright eyes, but Professor Nobel sneered and motioned for Chen Xing to go find Abbott.
Chen Xing looked at him again.
"Mr. Abbott, do you have any idea?"
"Of course I do."
He held his head high and looked very confident. This kind of confidence reminded Chen Xing of Marlon Brando, who played the godfather. This style was so amazing that Chen Xing decided to learn from it in the future.
"I heard that you haven't signed a contract with a gallery yet. I have a gallery under my name that has some connections in Europe. If you are willing to come to my gallery, of course we will help you promote your works and increase your visibility. You are the best now.
What’s lacking is public visibility.”
Chen Xing looked at the professor.
Nobel said:
"You don't have to be so resistant to the gallery's help. I know you want to start your own website, but it doesn't make money, haven't you noticed? So much so that you won the French Winter Photography Festival grand prize, but you still have to do commercial photography to support yourself.
Livelihood."
Chen Xing's photography style looks good to their professionals, but ordinary Europeans may not buy it.
If Chen Xing is allowed to develop on his own, it will be difficult to break out of the circle, but it is not possible to find an ordinary gallery. They may not see the value of Chen Xing and treat him as an ordinary photographer.
Therefore, Mr. Abbott, who understands Chinese culture best and likes Chinese culture, is the person most recommended by Nobel.
Abbott also said:
"Chen, do you have any concerns? With all due respect, the existence of the gallery is to serve every artist. The money we make comes only from your fame, so we will spare no effort to promote their works, often
Open exhibitions and so on..."
"I have no objection and can sign, but can you give me a day?"
It's not that he can't sign a contract. In the past, he wanted to wait until he graduated. After all, now he has nothing, a studio has not been established, and there are few works. What is the use of spending time to sign a contract with a gallery?
But now, he found that he had underestimated the role of the gallery.
