I haven't gotten it yet, but you got it first... When he came back to his senses, looking at the pork belly on the display cabinet, Tang Chao's eyes twitched, he couldn't bear it decisively, and he was about to raise his hand to drive away.
But he heard, "Wait a minute, don't move!" He turned his head in shock and saw Yang Wen's eyes shining brightly. She looked as if she was even more surprised than the pork belly she had stolen from the chicken. She slowly raised the camera, for fear of surprising something.
Move slowly, look for angles, adjust the lens... Is this an occupational disease?
Upon seeing this, Tang Chao suddenly understood, shook his head speechlessly, and stepped back half a step without disturbing.
Even in his opinion, the evil beast in front of him is really nothing to photograph, and it is frustrating. But things like aesthetics have always been different, and there is no unified standard. And obviously, pork belly, or pork belly
The material for secretly drinking milk tea caught the eye of the beautiful elder sister next to me.
Click, click——
The shooting process went very smoothly, of course, mainly due to the cooperation of the subject. Anyone who knows a little bit about photography knows that children and animals are the most difficult to control. Especially the latter. Domestic ones are fine, but wild ones can basically only be shot secretly by luck.
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Pork Belly is such a wild master. Fortunately, the person it considers as its natural enemy, the person whose almond-shaped pupils have been staring at it with vigilance, showed no sign of approaching, so it did not move. As for the other two-legged beast that was circling around it
, probably because they felt there was no threat, so they just ignored it.
After a while, she said, "Ha, okay, let's see how my photo goes?" Yang Wen, who had turned around in a circle, straightened up with satisfaction and handed over the camera.
After receiving it, Tang Chao looked through a few shots, couldn't help but nodded, and gave a thumbs up: "Beautiful! But... the cat is a bit ugly!"
This is the truth. The shots are indeed good. Whether it is lighting or composition, etc., they are all professional-level performances. You can tell that you are a professional player at first glance, unlike him who is a half-way monk. Of course, regarding the appearance of that evil beast
It’s worthy of evaluation and it’s true!
"No way? I think it's very cute, not ugly at all. Didn't you raise this cat?"
"Uh, free-range, free-range..." Looking at Yang Wen, who didn't look fake, Tang Chao blinked, speaking perfunctorily, but feeling a little regretful in his heart. She is a pretty girl, but it's a pity that her eyesight is not very good.
There is also a problem with aesthetics, and the understanding of cuteness is extremely skewed!
Fortunately, after such a hiatus, the part of walking in empty-handed was over. After laughing and joking, the two returned to the checkout counter again. As for the cup of milk tea, it was naturally reserved for Pork Belly, which was regarded as a reward for the friendly appearance.
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"When I came here, I went into the music store on the street. It seemed to be called Xinyin? The area looked quite big, but the look and feel was far worse than here, and I wasn't as comfortable as you here... Well, do you mind if I take a few photos?
A photo?”
It was at this time that Yang Wen had time to take a look at the interior decoration of the piano store, and she couldn't help praising her. She didn't know if it was a polite comment or if she really felt that way... she raised the camera in her hand and said, "You know
, I am the editor of a music magazine, and I may use some material pictures when publishing articles. Don’t worry, if I use your music shop photos in the future, I will send you the cost."
If you say this, you really feel better. Someone in a good mood waved his hand grandly, "Don't bother me, it's just a few photos. Just take them as you like. Just think of it as Sister Wen, you are advertising my humble shop."
This is naturally a joke. After all, the music magazine company that Yang Wen worked for is located overseas and the target audience is also overseas. Even if potential customers are attracted by the piano store's photos, they cannot come all the way to buy any musical instruments.
Having said that, in order to prevent this beautiful and sincere elder sister from causing trouble again, Tang Chao immediately waved his hand and invited: "Come on, I will take you inside for a walk."
"It's not good. It affects your business. I can just walk around by myself."
"It's okay, no one is here, it's just idle time, let's go..."
The area of Tangyun Qinxie is not very large, and you can see it from head to toe. Even if you wander aimlessly, it only takes a few minutes. However, the two of them asked and answered questions, walked around, chatted and took photos, and walked around in circles.
It actually took nearly half an hour.
The reason why it took so long was that Yang Wen seemed to really like the layout and decoration of Tangyun Qin Pavilion and took a lot of photos. Secondly, the conversation was really enjoyable. Oh, don’t get me wrong, the topic of conversation was basically musical instruments. Yang
Wen works in a music magazine and has a deep understanding of this topic, so the two of them chatted in a very harmonious atmosphere.
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"It's so beautiful and well-maintained. Such old Steinway grand classical pianos are rare even abroad... The last time I saw something like this was at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music on the West Coast.
...Um, can I press it a few times?”
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you play a song, Sister Wen." Tang Chao generously invited.
"I think it's a pity that my poor playing skills... well, I won't show them to show off my shame. However, maybe I can help you a little." Yang Wen smiled mysteriously, put her fingers on the keys, and pressed a few keys.
It didn't form a melody. But then, his expression was startled, "Xiao Tang, who tuned this piano?"
"What? Is there a problem?"
"No, it's my problem." Yang Wen laughed at herself and shook her head, "I originally wanted to lend a hand and help you tune something, but now it seems I don't need it. The tuner is very good, and the temperament is exactly right.
Very accurate!”
Hearing this, Tang Chao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This piano was usually placed in the shop, and he was naturally responsible for maintaining and tuning it. This didn't matter. The key was that Yang Wen only tried playing it a few times, and it turned out to be fine.
Being able to hear whether there is any deviation in the music is not something that ordinary music magazine editors can have... He shook his head and smiled, "It seems that Sister Wen is hiding her clumsiness. You can hear this casually, and you still say you can't play the piano?"
"
"Haha, I really don't know how." Yang Wen smiled and waved her hand, then raised her finger to point to one ear, "My ears are more sensitive and I can hear things that ordinary people can't. Let me tell you secretly, this is me
The main reason why I applied for this job now, haha!”
"Absolute pitch?"
"Hey, Xiao Tang, do you still know this? It's a pity that I don't, but it's almost the same, hehe."
"That's amazing!"
"No matter how great it is, it's not as great as this piano." Yang Wen couldn't help but shake her head while stroking the cool body of the piano and said regretfully, "This is a work of art, not a commodity. Xiao Tang, you should not put it out for sale."
After a pause, "Even if you want to sell it, you should do it in an auction house. This way you can get a high price, and there is a high probability that it will fall into the hands of someone who knows the goods, so that it won't become a decoration gathering dust."
"Sister Wen misunderstood." Tang Chao explained, "This piano was given by an elder and is not for sale. It is specially used for Tangdou to practice piano. Her school is not far from here, and she will come here to practice for a while after school every day."
"Oh, that's it, I mean..."
The grand piano is placed near the back of the piano store. After seeing this, there is basically nothing to see.
Turning back to the checkout counter, looking at the dignified and elegant piano photos from all angles in the camera, Yang Wen couldn't help but admire: "It's worth this trip, it's worth this trip, it's so perfect... I can take a few more pictures."
?"
"Um, of course, how about that Steinway?" Tang Chao didn't care, and was waiting to accompany him for another walk, but Yang Wen shook her head, "No, I've already taken enough pictures of the piano. How many do I want to take?
For the wide-angle panoramic shot inside Zhang Qinxing, Xiao Tang, you can also take part in the shot."
"Ha, I'll forget it, let's take pictures of the piano shop and musical instruments. Do you need help?" Tang Chao asked directly. After two contacts, it can be basically seen that Mr. Yang's granddaughter is indeed a cheerful person, but she may be abroad.
After staying there for a long time, I became a bit straight-tempered.
"More natural light." Yang Wen was indeed not polite and commanded, "Xiao Tang, please help me open the glass door."
"OK, wait."
After walking a few steps in front of the glass door, Tang Chao pushed it open. Immediately, the fresh air after the rain and the smell of dust hit his face. On the slightly dim street, people and cars came and went. His eyes subconsciously passed by.
On the sidewalk across the road, a bald and clothed figure walked slowly and slowly among the people passing by, lowering his head and walking forward.
It was a young monk. At this time, it was the time for him to go to the park to share Buddhism with a group of ladies. He did not fall asleep every day, as if he were at work, and he was very diligent.
He looked back and asked, "Is that okay?" Inside the piano store, Yang Wen held up a camera and made the OK gesture.
After more than ten minutes, the last shot was completed.
Yang Wen put down the camera, put on the lens cap, and patted the body, "Okay, the work is over. Uh..." She hesitated for a moment before she realized something, and smiled sheepishly at Tang Chao.
Laughing, "Sorry, I originally said I came here to have fun with you, but I didn't expect it turned into work in the end..."
Tang Chao shrugged nonchalantly: "It's okay. I'm bored by myself anyway. Sister Wen, it would be nice if you could come over and chat with me to pass the time."
"It's still too rude... How about this? It's getting late, how about I treat you to dinner?"
This can be possible! The little girls on the right and left are not at home, and they will just deal with it casually when they go back. It is better to just settle down... With this thought, Tang Chao refused righteously: "This is not possible! Sister Wen, it is rare for you to return to China, how can you do it?
The reason why I ask you to invite me? I should be the one to invite you!"
"It's all the same, I'll come, I'll come."
"This is not good..." Thank God! God knows how worried someone was just now, but the other party actually listened to the advice, and then took advantage of the situation and let him treat him.
"Okay, that's it-"
Before she finished speaking, her cell phone rang suddenly. It was Yang Wen's. She took out her cell phone from her windbreaker pocket, glanced at the screen, raised her head and nodded apologetically to Tang Chao, indicating a moment, and then picked up the phone.
"Hi, Davis...what, there is a rehearsal tonight? Isn't it moved to tomorrow afternoon...That's it, okay, I understand..."
After a brief call, she hung up and pondered for a few seconds. Yang Wen took her cell phone and looked at someone who was a little stiff-faced. She spread her hands apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Tang, there are some temporary changes to the band's schedule. I have to
Hurry there immediately, this meal can only be put aside temporarily."
No! Where's your persistence? Where's your sincerity? Where's your sincerity... Even when the cell phone rings, someone has a little foreboding, but when it really happens, he still can't help but feel crazy in his heart. Of course.
On the surface, Feng Qingyun could only wave her hands calmly: "It's okay, it's just a meal. Work is important. Sister Wen, if you have something to do, just go and do it and don't worry about me."
"Okay, let's make an appointment another day. I'm leaving now, bye!"
"bye……"
A big meal flew away. Only one plant was left! Another plant! The same plant!!!
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On the other side, Yang Wen, who hurriedly went out to take a taxi on the roadside, naturally had no idea that the piano store she just walked out of had turned into a lively botanical garden in the blink of an eye. She waved down a passing taxi, sat down in the back seat, and casually checked in.
Hotel address.
Then, he lowered his head and fiddled with the camera, constantly scrolling through the shots. When the car passed the first intersection, without raising his head, he said, "Master, I'm in a hurry. Let's turn back at the next intersection." As he said this, he raised his head and faced it.
The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror with a stunned look, nodded and chuckled, "I'm a foreigner, but I'm very familiar with Lingjiang."
"Oh...hehe, no, the traffic light just now..."
"Well, I know, I'm sorry to bother you, Master."
"Okay, okay..."
I lowered my head again, and the picture in the camera lens was no longer the interior of the music store, but the background of someone and the street scene outside the music store. The next dozens of pictures were all similar, and they were obviously in continuous shooting mode.
Looking at Yang Wen's expression, it was probably not an unconscious operating error, because she did not delete these seemingly useless photos. On the contrary, she selected the clearest photo and enlarged, enlarged, and then enlarged...
Finally, in the crowd across the street, a bald and clothed figure stood out, murmuring in a low voice, "I almost missed the point, but luckily I was smart..." He shook his head slightly and looked at the camera, which was slightly blurred due to the continuous zooming in.
The facial features are blurry, but enough to make out the general outline, and the thin eyebrows can't help but be raised slightly, and the eyes are surprised.
"Arhat with a cross-browed eyebrow? King Kong with an angry eye? Tsk...it's completely different from what is said in the information..."