Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 181 Hot first day sales!
Neon, Tokyo.

Kawamoto Masahide was reading the new novels in the bookstore. When he picked a book with a stronger cover color, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

"Kurita?" Masahide Kawamoto looked confused. The short-haired boy wearing black down and a white T-shirt in front of him was his university classmate, Naomi Kurita.

However, although they studied photography in the same class, the two did not have much interaction.

In other words, he doesn't like to talk to other people much. He prefers to go to his favorite idol Didina to call her at night.

The two of them agreed to learn photography just to take photos of Didina in the future.

"Kawamoto, how can someone who studies photography read this kind of book! You are so boring!" Kurita Naosuke grinned and said in a somewhat enthusiastic tone: "Let's go, a new batch of photo albums has arrived, let's go take a look."

"I, I haven't..." Kawamoto Masahide held his glasses and was forcefully pushed away from the place. He hated people who had no sense of boundaries and couldn't read the air in front of him at all.

But Kawamoto Masahide also knew that Naosuke Kurita came to Tokyo from a remote area, and maybe he didn't need to be so cautious about interpersonal relationships there.

The two of them walked to the album display area, where there were many works of masters placed on the shelves, including Takuya Nakamura, Hawke Galli, and Hidan Albert.There is also the latest release, "The Crow", by Chen Pingsheng, winner of Gesai's Best Picture Series of the Year.

"What an ordinary cover." Kurita Naokane picked up "The Crow" and looked at it with some disdain.

His favorite Nakamura Takuya did not win the qualifying award, which made him a little unhappy with Chen Pingsheng.

But Kawamoto Masahide thought the cover was interesting, so he went to the other side of the shelf and opened a copy of "The Crow" for display.

Yesterday, he just watched a popular science video about "The Crow" on the video platform. It was a neon blogger living in China. He introduced the background of this work and excerpted some media and masters' comments about it. There are no negative reviews, only good reviews.

This made Kawamoto Masahide feel a little unreal and even a little rebellious.

But it also made me more interested.

So he looked at the photos taken for this work.

On the other side, Naoko Kurita spent 10 minutes watching the recently released album, but there was nothing particularly exciting about it.

He had already bought everything he needed to buy, and there was no more interesting photo album that made him excited.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly realized that Masahide Kawamoto, whom he had brought over, was still choosing, so he raised his head, looked at the other party, and shouted in a low voice: "Kawamoto?"

However, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Because Kawamoto Masahide not far away was crying!

Kurita could clearly see the tears in the corners of his eyes, and the hand that was wiping his chin. It seemed that the tears were sliding down his cheeks, uncontrollably.

He immediately walked to Kawamoto Masahide, lowered his body slightly, and said with an embarrassed face: "I'm sorry, Kawamoto-kun, it's my fault."

"I shouldn't have dragged you here!" Kurita Naosuke didn't expect Kawamoto Masahide to be so fragile, thinking that this was terrible.

"No, it's not." Unexpectedly, Masahide Kawamoto shook his head and said that he was not crying because of Naotsuke Kurita.

"Eh?" Kurita Naosuke scratched his head in confusion, and at this time Kawamoto Masahide also wiped away his tears.

He pushed aside his hair, which was enough to cover his eyes, looked at the album in front of him and said, "This album is really lonely."

"Eh? Are you lonely?" Kurita Naozheng walked closer and looked at the photo above.

It was a picture of a hung crow, swaying continuously with the cold wind. The black body and the white snow were as distinct as the boundary between life and death.

"Such a strong emotion." Kurita Naosuke intuitively felt the deep loneliness from this photo, and also slightly noticed the reason why Kawamoto Masahide was crying.

"Looking at this crow, it's like seeing myself." Masahide Kawamoto murmured in a low voice that he had never told anyone else.In his hometown of Hokkaido, he once saw crows all over the sky, and once dreamed of crows flying in the sky at midnight.

He thought it was just a fantasy of his, but he didn't expect that someone actually filmed it, and it was even more depressing and more beautiful than what he saw in reality and in his dreams.

Kawamoto Masahide was a little lost, and Kurita could tell that he was in a bad state, so he immediately turned the page and passed this one.

Kawamoto Masahide's eyes immediately focused on the next photo. Seeing this, Kurita kept turning the pages, trying to find some photos that would inspire him.

Huangtian paid off his hard work and turned through a few pages, and they finally saw a photo with bright colors.

"Seaside." Kurita looked at the flying hair and the endless seaside, and for some reason he thought of his childhood past.

He was born in a fishing village and has been fishing for generations, and his father hopes that he can inherit the mantle.But he yearned for the prosperity of the big city, and came to Tokyo away from his parents and the village where he grew up.

In order to buy the album, he had to work two jobs every day.

But he never complained, but occasionally he would think of his home and the sparkling sea.

And just when the two of them were lost in thought, a pair of seniors and junior girls walked in from the side.

"Senior, is "The Crow" really as good as you said?" The junior girl was wearing a high school uniform, with long straight hair and a headband, and she looked very intellectual.

The senior carrying the bag nodded: "Of course, my father bought three books and said he wanted to collect them, but he even refused to show them to me."

The school girl covered her mouth with her hands and said in surprise: "Does a great critic like Mr. Ishino also like "The Crow" so much?"

"So I want to buy one myself." The senior looked at the shelf and saw "The Crow" on it at first sight, and walked over quickly.The school girl also followed closely: "Although I don't have much pocket money this month, I will also buy a copy."

"I'll buy it too!" Suddenly, a shout from nearby frightened the two of them. They turned their heads and found a boy with ear-length hair and glasses who looked gentle and weak.

It was Kawamoto Masahide. After he finished speaking, he held up a copy of "The Crow" and walked towards the cashier.

"Kawamoto-kun, wait for me."

Behind him was Kurita Naosuke, who also took a copy of "The Crow".

And such a scene doesn't only happen in Neon Country.

London, England.

A mother and daughter were standing in a bookstore, looking at the latest magazines.

"Honey, look at this, there is your favorite Taylor." The mother handed the magazine in her hand to her daughter, who was a girl with six earrings on her ears and dyed yellow hair.

My daughter opened it and looked at it twice and said, "It's not interesting. It's all old news."

For young people in the Internet age, magazine timeliness is indeed a bit slow.

But her mother raised her eyebrows, picked up a magazine and said, "Okay, it may be a bit outdated for you, but it's just right for me. After all, I've been reading paper books since I was a child. Well, this smells really good. Reassuring.”

The daughter was bored and took out her mobile phone. She was about to send a message to her friend when she suddenly saw a handsome man walking over from a distance.

"Shh!" She whistled, standing up straight, revealing her tall, fair nose.

The mother put down the book slightly, followed her daughter's eyes, and then laughed: "Your eyes are the same as mine before."

"So why did you choose father?" the daughter asked doubtfully, and made a cylinder shape with her hand.

"Because your father is more romantic, honey." Mother nodded her chin.

"Okay, but I choose the face." The daughter placed the magazine and went straight to the handsome guy.

When she walked up to him, she naturally picked up a photo album from the shelf next to him, opened it, and prepared to say hello first.

Unexpectedly, the handsome guy spoke first: "Do you like "The Crow" too?"

"Crow?" The girl raised the photo album in her hand doubtfully, then came back to her senses and nodded affirmatively: "Yeah, of course I like it."

"Really? That's great. This work is so cool." The handsome guy agreed with his face.

"Is it cool...?" The girl looked at the photo album in her hand and said, "To be honest, I still don't understand it. Can you explain it to me?"

"It's my honor." The handsome guy took the book, and the two of them leaned against the shelf and chatted about the work "The Crow".

After chatting for 10 minutes, the handsome guy ended the conversation. The girl was holding the album and watching him pick up a new one and hand it to her.

"Is this?" She was a little confused.

"Aren't you here to buy "The Crow"?" the handsome guy asked.

"Yes, of course, what about you?" She confirmed first and then asked back.

"Me too." The handsome guy picked up another book.

The girl's mother watched from behind as the two chatted and laughed as they went to check out. Then she walked to the shelf, flipped through the photos of "The Crow", and sighed: "Who said crows don't bring good luck."

At the same time, Chen Pingsheng, who was far away in China, received a call to change the text.

"Life! There is good news, do you want to know?"

Chen Pingsheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Is the sales volume good?"

Gaituowen nodded vigorously and said: "It's not very good, it's very good! Do you know how many copies were sold today?"

"Three thousand copies?" Chen Pingsheng felt that such a result was already very impressive. After all, the price of photo albums was much more expensive than books, and the audience was also smaller.

However, I didn't expect Gai Tuwen to retort: ​​"It's missing! It's six thousand volumes!"

"How much? Six thousand?" This number also shocked Chen Pingsheng. They originally thought that it would take several months to sell [-].

But [-] copies were sold on the first day!What a concept!
Less than [-] copies were sold out in three days.

When did the sales of the album become so good?
"Fortunately, the printing factory has printed an extra part, so it can be used temporarily. I have told the factory to print at full capacity, and we must catch up with this wave of sales." Gai Tuowen said in an excited tone.

"Then who are you buying?" Chen Pingsheng was a little curious.

"You would never expect that they are not young people or insiders, but retired men who love photography." Gai Tuowen then told him the reason for the hot sales.

(End of this chapter)