June is our farewell song

Chapter 106 Good Wind Relying on Strength ([-])

"Oh, no, no, no, no. You guys, why don't you understand? Yin Tian, ​​why did I tell you yesterday, tears, tears!"

Qi Yu stood on the podium holding the script and gave orders to everyone in the audience, while Gu Yuan took a digital camera and sat on the only remaining desks and chairs in the back row of the empty classroom basking in the sun.He still didn't have a part in the scene today, but he was caught by this devil king without any surprise.The reason was "I saw the photos Sisi took yesterday and thought they were very good, so let's take some as souvenirs." She even went home last night and brought her camera.

Since he had no part in the scene but had to be present, Gu Yuan naturally became the candidate to be the photographer.

"Anyway, you have nothing to do, why don't you just take pictures, write rehearsal diaries and so on, which just happen to be used as materials for practicing pens. You see, how kind I am to you, and I think about you everywhere."

Qi Yu said this when the self-study was over last night, but all he got was Gu Yuan's eyes.

Since you also know that I have nothing to do, why don't you let me just go out to play football or walk around the school with Chi Yu?

"Hey, don't you deliberately uglify me. If I find out that under your pen and under your hands, I become the image of a villain, and you will definitely be overwhelmed.",

Gu Yuan still feels that this sentence is awkward no matter how it sounds.

But having said that, it is indeed a good thing to have some photos left as memories of meals.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan held up his digital camera.

This camera belongs to Qi Yu, I saw her take it over at the art festival last year.Gu Yuan flipped through it casually, and soon found a few photos from that time, one of which was Liu Qingsi who was taking pictures of her from the inside of the literature club towards the door.Liu Qingsi, who was wearing a black maiden costume, was sitting behind a wooden table covered with postcards and colored ink, looking at the crowd of men in front of her in a panic.The piece at the top of the photo also has a fluffy tail, that's Joey.

The other one was taken from the window of the literature club towards the praying tree beside the playground. There were people coming and going under the tree, and there was a little bit of snow floating in the sky. Gu Yuan saw himself in the picture at a glance, standing side by side with Chi Yu Sitting on the bench under the tree, the hair and clothes of the two were stained with patches of silver, and the upper body was immersed in the shadow of the tree, but they smiled brilliantly, their faces glowed like porcelain, and they were beautiful. very.

There is also a single close-up of Feng Ziqiu. The tall and straight boy in a white baseball cap puts his hands in his trouser pockets and leans against the barbed wire fence on the side of the playground, looking up at the gray and white sky with snow. Sitting on the windowsill occupies the left side of the picture, perfectly dividing the photo into two according to the golden ratio.Although Qi Yu was not on the screen, Gu Yuan seemed to be able to see the slight smile on the corner of her mouth while holding the camera.

Gu Yuan smiled knowingly, stretched out his hand to press the side button, and turned another page.

The scene came to the playground, the snow-covered lawn looked like a cake covered with ice cream, slippery and cold.At this time, the sky seems to be a bit late, the street lights beside the playground have already been turned on, people walking in twos and threes on the boulevard, at the other end are the dimly lit dormitory buildings, and the snow in front of the cafeteria. .

There is nothing in the center of the picture, it seems to be just a simple landscape photo.

Gu Yuan cut it first, and after being taken aback by Qi Yu's selfie photo, he wanted to continue scrolling down, but after thinking about it, he scrolled back.

It seems like something is missing.

He looked at the photo carefully again, and finally saw two figures sitting on stone benches in the corner of the photo, under the snow-covered camphor tree on the north side of the playground.

The pixels are not enough, even if the size is maximized, the face cannot be seen clearly, only two fuzzy mosaics can be seen.

But he remembered the styles of those two clothes, which was not difficult for Gu Yuan who had a complete memory ability.

It was Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Yun.

Two people are sitting at both ends of the stone bench, one facing left and one facing right.

There is a large expanse of white snow between the camera and them.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Yuan saw that his heart was lost, and he was in a trance when suddenly Chi Yu's voice came from his ear, which made him startled and his hands trembled. .

"How did you come?"

"We're rehearsing downstairs, and it's just finished, so I came to you."

Gu Yuan turned his head and looked out of the window on the other side. The sky outside had already darkened. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were like a huge mirror. The classroom under the white light and the people sitting or standing in it were faintly visible in the mirror. It's like a movie with a slightly trembling scene.

"what are you doing?"

"Record time."

As Gu Yuan spoke, he raised the camera, turned off the flash, adjusted the aperture to the maximum, aimed at the window, and pressed the shutter.

In the picture, there is a boy sitting on the table, holding a black camera in his hand, covering half of his face. Beside the boy is a girl leaning on the window sill with her hands resting on her cheeks. Her smiling profile is the same as that of the next door under the night outside the window. The lights of the building overlapped, as if there were stars shining in her eyes.

With his left hand on his hips, Qi Yu held the rolled script in his right hand, and squinted at the camera reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows with his mouth slightly pursed.Beside her, squad leader Sun Gan was practicing the villain's ferocious expression like a glaring king kong, Yin Tian was trying to cry out tears at the electric doll that shook his head, Feng Ziqiu was leaning on the podium and looking at the script, frowning meditation……

The marble floor in the empty classroom became almost transparent in the photo, making them seem to be standing in the endless night, with thousands of lights in the city in front of them and behind them.

November is the month when the temperature in the south of the Yangtze River drops sharply, but Gu Yuan feels as if he is holding a warm fire in his hands.

In the days that followed, Gu Yuan used no less than ten cameras to take thousands of photos, including the ten-mile lantern in Jiangling City, and the thousands of years of snow on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau under the blue sky and white sun. The night view is still the magnificent natural scenery, but it is not as good as this inch at this moment.

Whether it is composition or exposure, this photo is a mess, but it is inexplicably pleasing.

This is Gu Yuan's favorite photo.

none of them.

"I'm so happy~"

Standing in the garden downstairs, Chen Ge looked at his students and smiled. The brown windbreaker swayed in the light twilight with the wind, and the aroma of the coffee in his hand wafted away, creating a slight scent in the air. bitterness.

"I really want to take pictures of them."

"Then shoot, didn't you like photography very much before? I still remember you said, what... capturing the best moments of people is the vocation of a photographer... something like that."

As Si Junmo said, he walked to Chen Ge's side. He was wearing a dark plaid shirt, and his slender fingers held the torn notebook and a signature pen between his slender fingers. A bright silver piece could be seen under the sleeve. The mechanical watch, and a looming scar, stretched into the deep shadows.

"It's been a few years since I touched a camera. The cameras we had at that time are completely different from the ones we have now. It's like the difference between cold weapons and nuclear weapons. You can't let a guy driving a carriage drive a rocket?" Chen Ge smiled. Shaking his head, "Think about it, if a dessert maker suddenly asks you to become a chef at a Michelin restaurant, you will definitely mess up everything in a hurry, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case. The essence of making desserts and cooking is the same. The secret of deliciousness lies in the heart rather than the so-called secret recipe." Si Junmo responded, "Similarly, the most important thing in photography is a heart that can feel the beauty. Only in this way can we seize the moments and turn them into eternal imprints. After all, how long has it been since you took a picture?"

"I don't remember, anyway, I can't remember the feeling of pressing the shutter."

"You should try it when you're free." Si Junmo flipped through his memo, "I've seen you most energetic when you suddenly grabbed the camera and pointed it at someone, just like your usual half-dead look." The virtues are different, and I’m not the only one who thinks so.”

"Okay, I'll try it when I get a chance." Chen Ge took a sip of hot coffee, "Okay, that's enough for the chat, it's time to get down to business. I want you to help me prepare something."

"Is there still business? So you didn't ask me to come here just to watch you drink coffee?" Si Junmo joked, "Tell me, what do you want to prepare?"

"It's nothing special, it's just some common items, but there are many types, and it's a bit troublesome for me to buy..."

With that said, Chen Ge took another sip of coffee.

(End of this chapter)