travel starts with photography

Chapter 105 A Chance for a Magazine
After the master took the photo, Xu Di stepped forward and pushed the door curiously.

It opened right away.

Standing in the distance, Chen Xing took pictures of the stream, saw Xu Di go in, and quickly asked, "What's inside?"

"Nothing!" he said.

Chen Xing also went over to take a look. It was empty inside. There seemed to be wooden nails on the wall before, but nothing was hanging on it. It seems that when the people here moved, they took all their belongings away, leaving only the outside. That hay and dried cow dung.

Zeng Yungao suddenly said outside: "Come out and see!"

When the two went out, they saw Brother Zeng taking pictures of a place in the distance with his mobile phone. Chen Xing looked in that direction and saw a wild male deer.

"It's so beautiful." Chen Xing said.

The antlers of this male deer are very large and very well-proportioned. It seems that it has not been damaged once during the years of its growth. The huge antlers also make this deer look majestic and very dignified.

At this time, the buck was only 30 meters away from them, separated by the clear stream.

Chen Xing quickly adjusted the camera to take pictures. Don't think about the angle and light at this time. He quickly took pictures as a souvenir of his trip. The same is true for adjusting the composition in post-production when he is free.

It looks huge, but what is a deer? It's an elf.

He drank a few sips of water by the lake, stared at Chen Xing twice, then jumped up and down, and ran into the forest very briskly.

Xu Di also took pictures with his mobile phone, and when the deer was out of sight, he rubbed his hands together and said, "This is the first time I've seen a wild deer, it's really beautiful, Chen Xing, do you feel that his eyes are Very humane, very vigilant."

Chen Xing said with a smile: "I just think it's cute and cute."

Before the deer left, he looked at Chen Xing's camera. If he was the only one here, he was twice as sure that he could get closer to the deer and take some better photos.

Zeng Yungao also said: "I heard that encountering a deer will bring good luck. It is still a male deer. It seems that we will buy two lottery tickets when we go back. What if we win?" Then he said to Chen Xing, "Can you send me the photo you just took? I'll send it to my daughter to see."

Chen Xing nodded and said, "How old is Brother Zeng's daughter?"

"Eight years old, eccentric."

A few people took a rest here and then started their return journey. It was another mountain road through the forest.

But because of seeing the deer, everyone was in a good mood.

It is said that deer are often seen in the deep forest, but it is really difficult to see this kind of creature in today's society. Even if you go to the center of the deep forest, you may not be able to see one, it still depends on your luck.Zeng Yungao believed in this kind of luck very much, and he was smiling all the way.

Back in the car, a few people looked for a place to have lunch.

There is no Sichuan restaurant, but I saw a stewed noodle restaurant on the side of the road.

Zeng Yungao asked: "Do you want to eat this?"

Xu Di doesn't like to eat noodles, but seeing that there are no other restaurants around, he can only nod. Brother Hao and Chen Xing don't care about what they eat. Brother Hao's eating habits have changed after staying in Tibet for a long time, and Chen Xing Xing cares more about the taste than whether he eats pasta or rice.

The small long table sat four people in a slightly crowded place.

Brother Hao asked, "Did you really see the deer?"

Xu Di took out his mobile phone and played the video he had recorded. Brother Hao was very envious and said, "It seems that I will go with you in the future. I thought you were tired from running outside all the time, but now I find it very interesting. Everything can meet."

Zeng Yungao took two sips of the tea given by the boss, looked at Chen Xing, and asked, "Xiao Chen, didn't you say that you participated in a photography competition and won a prize?"

"There is a high probability that it will be the first prize."

Huawei's photo contest will close for registration at the end of this month, but the way to calculate the number of votes is not to wait for the registration to close before opening the voting, but to keep the voting open during the registration process.

The photo sent by Chen Xing also has a little first-mover advantage, and the current number of votes is very high.

He went to see it last night, and some people in the comments called Mu Qing a goddess.

"Can I have a look at those good works you saved before?"

Chen Xing glanced at Xu Di, he had expected this scene a long time ago, and winked at Chen Xing, as if to say - what did I say before?

"sure……"

He went back to the car and took his notebook, and clicked on the best stock he had photographed in the past few months.

In fact, only a few.

The first one: "Dashan Miao Village: Oriental Charm"

This was shot by Chen Xing in Chunman Water Village. The shooting location was in Dai Temple. The picture was not very dark after post-production, and with the light spots of thousands of lights, this work seemed to be a screenshot taken in a game. It is beautiful. It's not like the world.

The second picture: "The Climber of the Snow Mountain"

Chen Xing climbed the snow mountain in the true sense. The path that was trampled in front is already obvious. The climbers behind only need to go straight along the road. There are auxiliary ropes on the path. A young mountaineering leader is on the way Chu was waving in the direction of the camera, as if he wanted to talk to someone who was climbing.

Third: "The Power of Faith"

This is a silhouette, the old man is facing the sun that is about to set, the road ahead is twists and turns. Go all the way.

As a mainlander, it is difficult for Chen Xing to understand their thoughts.

But he respects everyone's freedom of belief.

This kind of behavior is very moving, isn't it?

After Chen Xing introduced the process of taking these photos, he said: "I also like the photo I took in the temple today. Everyone's faces are happy. Men, women and even children participated in it. This may give us a better understanding of Tibetan culture."

Zeng Yungao clicked his tongue.

He wanted to help Chen Xing recommend a work to a friend, but now he likes every one of them very much.

"Where did you take this picture of Miao Village?"

Chen Xing said: "A small village in southern Yunnan has a long history."

"I've been to Qianhu Miao Village in Guizhou. It's beautiful, but without this kind of atmosphere, you really know how to find a place to travel... What about this one?"

"It's the snow mountain training camp I participated in before. This snow mountain is called Autina Snow Mountain, and it's located in the Aba area of ​​Sichuan Province."

"Let me tell you the truth. I have a friend who is the editor of National Geographic. I wanted to recommend a piece of work to be published in their magazine..." Zeng Yungao said here and stopped talking for a while before continuing: "Your works are very contagious. Let me recommend a piece of work to you first, and then I will introduce you to him later."

"Thank you Brother Zeng!"

Chen Xing stood up to speak, but was pressed down by Zeng Yungao, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be so polite, I really like the photos you take. I sometimes take pictures myself, but I never have my own style, so I am very envious of those of you who have a photographic eye.”

Chen Xing said some more words of thanks, but Xu Di kicked him under the table before stopping.

Zeng Yungao admired Chen Xing more and more. Before, he only regarded this young man as a reporter who followed the film. He had seen such filming before, but he had never encountered it himself.

The more he got in touch with, the more he found that Chen Xing was a very good person.

He is very polite and young, but he doesn't play with his temper. He ran with him for a long time without any complaints, and his photography level is much higher than that of ordinary photographers.

(End of this chapter)