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Chapter 442: Photographer is such a profession

In the diet, when talking about white meat, most people will think of the distinction between red meat and white meat, such as the red meat of beef, pork, and mutton, and the white meat of chicken, duck, and goose. But among Japanese BBQ, some more refined restaurants refer to offal as white meat.

Chen Xing didn't like eating this kind of thing before, but when he was traveling in Hokkaido a few days ago, he accidentally tasted grilled sausage. Since then, Chen Xing has ordered one every time he eats Japanese barbecue.

I didn't like eating it before because it wasn't processed well and the chef didn't solve the shortcomings of some ingredients.

He didn't like eating fat meat before, but since becoming financially free, Chen Xing has tasted ingredients carefully processed by some great chefs while traveling, and finally understood why some delicacies have to have fat and thin meat, rather than pure lean meat. .

After chatting for a while, the beautiful waiter in the restaurant brought their orders to the table.

Zheng Tao held her chopsticks and looked at it expectantly. Finally, her face collapsed and she said, "It's fat intestines."

The sausage was cut into small pieces and placed on the cold ice, and it actually looked a little crystal clear.

"Don't you like eating?" Chen Xing understood as soon as he saw her expression, "It's okay, I didn't like eating before, but you must try this. If you really don't like it, don't force it."

It's not much, Chen Xing can handle it himself.

Put the barbecue on the iron plate, and gradually, the aroma begins to fill the room.

It's still early, so although there aren't many diners coming to this restaurant, there are still some. Occasionally, I'll see a young lady in a kimono leading some people in suits and ties to other rooms.

When passing by their place, many customers looked at them strangely.

This is true. In such a Japanese-style restaurant, two people wearing Chinese costumes are sitting here. No matter who passes by, they can't help but look at them.

Fortunately, neither of them was the kind of person who cared about other people's opinions, so their enjoyment of the food was not disturbed at all.

Zheng Tao had her mouth stuffed with meat, her hands clenched into fists, humming to the melody of some kind of music and swaying to herself. Then she looked up and saw Chen Xing's doting smile.

She was startled and stood still for a while.

He swallowed the roasted meat with difficulty and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Oh my God, she actually saw kindness and pampering in the eyes of a person of her own age—even someone younger than herself?
"Ahem." Chen Xing's expression returned to normal.

"I'm sorry, seeing you eating so deliciously makes me want to look at you more for no reason."

Zheng Tao's eyes widened.

"Again, I have a boyfriend, don't flirt with me."

"I also have a girlfriend, don't think too much about it, it's just a feeling."

Zheng Tao didn't know what to say for a moment, but she felt a little disappointed.

The main reason is that Chen Xing is so handsome, he is simply her ideal type. As a result, Chen Xing's slightest boyfriend-like actions or words will make her heart beat two beats slower. This kind of throbbing only happened when she first fell in love.

After having an official girlfriend, it is not convenient to talk about such topics. Chen Xing quickly changed the subject... "It's almost dusk now. Are you ready for the subsequent shooting?"

"Ah? Do I need to make any preparations?"

"Just stay in a good mood and relax a little."

"Then I'm fine." She was happy now, or she was happy all day today. She was a little tired from shopping. Chen Xing noticed it right away and invited her to dinner.

Overall, it was a great day.

Chen Xing is also a very good person. In the past, she only thought that Chen Xing was a well-known blogger on Bip.com and an Internet celebrity. But only after coming to this art festival did she realize that Chen Xing has such a status in the photography circle.

While viewing the exhibition in the museum, people kept coming to say hello to Chen Xing.

Such a person doesn't even have the feeling of a big star in his daily life.

When Zheng Tao was thinking this, Chen Xing was still looking at the sausages grilled on the iron plate with a serious expression, as if he was afraid that they were not cooked yet but were afraid of being burnt.

......... After eating, the feeling of dusk has almost climbed over the city of Kyoto.

Chen Xing and Zheng Tao walked towards the museum.

Pedestrians on the road were not as busy as during the day. They were wandering the streets of Kyoto leisurely, as if taking a stroll. Only the students wearing JK's laughed like silver bells, chasing each other on the streets.

Of course, human laughter does not sound like bells, but the energetic voices of female students can be as clear as bells.

Chen Xing watched them leave with a hint of envy.

A few years ago, he was one of the people running on the streets like this, but now he seems to be unable to run. Although he feels like he has done nothing, the vitality of his student days is leaving him little by little.

When he was in Guizhou, it was because he felt this that he took pictures of those students.

He was pleased with the photos.

However, the quality is still not up to the requirements of being placed in the showroom, so it can only be kept as inventory that will be put into use without knowing when.

Chen Xing plans to let it go for ten years, and then put the photos of those students on his personal website, or make a video and put it on Beep. He wanted the people in the photos, the students who might be working somewhere in ten years, to see them.

If it can evoke their memories of youth, then Chen Xing's purpose as a photographer has been achieved.

Photographer is such a profession that preserves time.

Chen Xing suddenly felt a little more passionate about his career.

There were also many cherry blossoms on the way back to the museum.

Cherry blossoms are one of the symbols of the island country. They are planted in large numbers all over the country, so they are also called the country of cherry blossoms. Among them, the people who love cherry blossoms the most are probably the people of Kyoto.

There is a rumor in Kyoto that if you don’t see Kyoto’s cherry blossoms in spring, it won’t be a complete cherry blossom viewing season.

Chen Xing was even more looking forward to Zheng Tao shooting under the cherry blossom tree.

I have to change my thoughts this morning. Zheng Tao is definitely not a model who can photograph Daiyu, maybe...

Ten minutes later, the two returned to the Kyoto Museum.

The Kyoto Museum stopped visitors at four o'clock. Now at four thirty-five, the tourists in the museum have almost dispersed, and the garden has become quiet under the cherry blossom trees.

Chen Xing found Yitang Dayou, who took them to visit the museum in the afternoon, and asked him to borrow a prop.

An ancient Chinese sword.

Don't ask why there are Chinese swords in the island country's museums. Chen Xing was also puzzled by this. What he wanted to borrow at first was a fan, but when he followed Yitang Daiyu to the warehouse where they kept souvenirs, he saw this sword.

According to his idea, the effect of the sword was of course better than the folding fan, so he used the sword as a prop.

In the cherry blossom forest, the second shooting is about to take place.

But the shooting at this moment was much more grand than in the morning. Not only did Otomo Yido act as a photography assistant, but also Moriyama Kenji from the museum, Seth, the manager of Perenna Gallery, and several museum staff were watching.

Zheng Tao is not a person who gets nervous in front of others. She has been traveling in Hanfu for several years and has long been accustomed to the looks of strangers.

If she hadn't been in front of Chen Xing in the morning, she wouldn't have been nervous.

Chen Xing directed Yitang to light the scene. He took the camera to find the angle and said, "That's it. It's pretty good. Zheng Tao, don't laugh. He's very handsome. A smile will do the trick."

Kenji Moriyama also held a camera and nodded while taking pictures.

"As expected of the model Chen Jun found, the camera lens is absolutely stunning and has a strong sense of great power. If I can take photos like Chen Jun's, it would be worth dying immediately." (End of Chapter)

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