Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 225, Aerial Photography Harvest, Photography Skills

"Ugh——" Someone in the cabin finally couldn't help it and started vomiting.

Fortunately, the vomiter had prepared a plastic bag because he was feeling uncomfortable. The people around him didn't care about the nausea and helped him take all the tools so that he could vomit freely.

The man was about 40 years old. After vomiting for a while, he finally stopped nausea and said weakly: "Everyone, I'm sorry to make you suffer."

Everyone silently signaled that it was okay, as they were afraid that speaking would cause a chain reaction.

Except for one minor incident, the aerial photography process went smoothly.

The helicopter returned to its departure parking position.

Jiang Zhe felt that the trip was worthwhile, but this kind of experience was enough only once.

When the association staff came to pick them up, they saw a member being helped off the helicopter, so they sent a car to take him home to rest.

The others returned to the hotel.

Jiang Zhe had just gotten into the car when he heard the system prompt.

He opened the system and checked the content.

This is your first time participating in aerial photography. Experience the entire process and work hard to complete the shoot. The system has considered everything and issued a skill reward: Photography Skills (Intermediate)

Jiang Zhe is too tired to complain, why don’t you post it earlier.

He clicked to receive it, and while absorbing and understanding the skills, the vehicle returned to the hotel.

The second group of drone photographers were waiting in the hotel lobby, including Zhang Shixin and Jin Yuming. There were also some people who were just joining in the fun, chatting here.

A group of people saw Jiang Zhe and others get off the car and hurried over to ask.

"How's it going? Is it fun?"

“How was the shoot?”

"Will it shake too much?"

Lao Ma asked Jiang Zhe about his feelings about the aerial photography, as he did not participate due to health reasons.

Jiang Zhe said: "It was a little bit uncomfortable at first, but it was completely different from shooting on the ground."

"After you develop the photos, let's share them." As soon as Lao Ma said this, others also wanted to see the works shot by Jiang Zhe.

"No problem. I also took some videos with a digital camera, but my skills are not very good. Please bear with me." Jiang Zhe agreed.

The association staff told everyone that the association could help develop the photos for use by those in need.

Jiang Zhe handed the film from the Leica camera to the staff, and the others also shared the film with everyone.

While several people were fiddling with their cameras, Jin Yuming and Zhang Shixin were discussing how to arrange the afternoon shoot. He intentionally or unintentionally expressed that his camera was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and asked what technology could be used to achieve better results.

Jiang Zhe overheard and looked back. The camera bag prepared by Jin Yuming was indeed different from ordinary brands. He had never heard of this brand. But, so what? In the end, it had to be reflected on the screen, right?
Zhang Shixin was well aware of the ways of the world and changed the subject to prevent Jin Yuming from showing off.

After lunch, Jiang Zhe used fine sandpaper to smooth out some particles on the surface of the canvas. After it was smooth, he scraped the painting base for the third time, and then began to organize the harvest from this aerial photography.

In addition to capturing some city information, more importantly, this aerial photography allowed him to see the city from the sky with his own eyes and truly feel the beauty of the city and its buildings.

In the past 100 years, Binhai has been developing and expanding, integrating many styles. It cannot be described in a few words or a certain style. It can only be said that the city is both a carrier of culture and a display of cultural integration and development.

Among them, the development in the past decade has made the city’s characteristics more obvious, and bringing these images to the screen requires better integration into the theme.

Jiang Zhe referred to the filming materials and recorded them in draft form while thinking.

When I have new ideas, I start to create a new draft.

The positions and angles of the new city center and several landmark buildings need to be adjusted. The existence of roads and plants is the connector of the urban blocks in the painting.

In addition, in order to show the city extending from near to far, he boldly adopted the perspective of aerial photography to make the space vast and express the magnificence of the city.

An hour later, Jiang Zhe stopped writing and reviewed the new manuscript.

The new draft highlights the new city center, weakens the old city and large areas of featureless buildings, and expresses the undulating hills through layering changes. The bay and the sea surface do not change much.

Some details of the new draft are not perfect yet, but judging from the momentum, it is much stronger than the previous drafts.

However, Jiang Zhe was not satisfied, but continued to revise. The more thorough the preparation in the draft stage, the easier it would be to create later.

In the evening, Gu Qian saw that Jiang Zhe had not gone out yet, so she knocked on the door to inform him to go for dinner.

Jiang Zhe came to the restaurant and saw that the people who went to take aerial photos in the afternoon had returned, but he did not see Jin Yuming.

Gu Qian seemed to know what he was looking for, and whispered to him, "During the second batch of aerial photography, someone vomited, and the vomit got on Jin Yuming's lens, so he went to find someone to clean the camera. I heard it was very expensive!"

Jiang Zhe was speechless. A good camera is different. The cleaning fee is more expensive than others.

During dinner, the association arranged a small amount of drinks for each person. Jiang Zhe didn't want to drink, so he gave his wine to other painters.

However, there was not enough wine for all these people, so some people started to arrange the drinks themselves.

Jiang Zhe lowered his head to eat, occasionally joining in the conversation with several painters at the same table.

"Teacher Jiang, I offer you a glass of wine." A woman's voice sounded. Jiang Zhe smelled a strong perfume and turned to see a woman in her twenties or nearly thirties, holding a glass of wine and looking at him with a smile.

The woman was wearing a white cashmere sweater, had a graceful figure and heavy makeup on her face.

Jiang Zhe remembered seeing this person before, but he couldn't remember her name. "Thank you, don't call me teacher, just call me by my name. I don't drink."

At this time, someone next to him started to make a noise: "Xiao Zheng, we can't persuade Jiang Zhe. If you can persuade him to drink, you should be this!" He gave a thumbs up.

Several people who were eating at the same table, who had not been able to persuade Jiang Zhe to drink, took the opportunity to make trouble.

The woman called Xiao Zheng almost leaned over to Jiang Zhe and said, "Teacher Jiang, can you give me a little face today, even if you can just touch the cup with your lips."

Jiang Zhe just didn't respond.

Someone nearby continued to make a noise: "Hey, Xiao Zheng, you can't do it anymore."

"Who said Manager Zheng is not good? Most people can't drink more than Manager Zheng." Wang Zhen appeared in time to help Jiang Zhe avoid the embarrassment.

Next, she drank and talked, laughed and cursed, skillfully defusing several attempts to urge her to drink, and found an excuse to leave the restaurant with Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, you came in time, or you have a way."

“You have to slowly gain experience in drinking. You can neither get angry nor offend others, nor suffer losses.” Wang Zhen followed Jiang Zhe to the workshop.

She walked slowly and looked at Jiang Zhe's manuscript.

"Every time there is a gathering like this, people who deal in art will come to try to establish connections. I came over to take a look, and I happened to see them trying to persuade people to drink. It's only been two days, and you've painted so many."

Jiang Zhe said: "These are all drafts, so I drew them quickly."

Wang Zhen said, "Tomorrow, I will send someone to deliver the camera to you. Do you want to leave someone here to help you?"

Jiang Zhe said: "No, I will be careful myself."

The next day, Jiang Zhe followed some members of the association to sketch in fishing villages and several religious sites, collecting materials from the suburbs and scenic spots. After returning, he first polished the raised particles on the canvas, preparing to scrape the base for the fourth time.

He observed the state of the canvas and estimated that once the fourth layer of primer was dry, he would be able to start creating on the picture.

Gu Qian has been helping.

Seeing that Jiang Zhe was about to take a break, she asked, "Mr. Jiang, how many times do you usually need to scrape the base of this kind of oil painting?"

Jiang Zhe said: "If it is a small work or a practice work, scrape it three times, as long as there is no leakage of color. This is an important work with a large size, so I need to scrape it one or two more times. If it still doesn't work, I have to make a layer of oil base, that is, use oil paint to make a layer of base."

"You are so serious about your work. No wonder you are such a good painter at such a young age. I see some painters use white latex directly as the base, but you boil the glue every time."

"Boiling rabbit skin glue as the base is a traditional method of European oil painting. White latex can also be used, but I don't know what it will be like in a few decades." Jiang Zhe answered.

He discovered that in recent days, Gu Qian would always find opportunities to come and help him, and it didn't seem like she was simply trying to build relationships, but it seemed like she was interested in painting.

Jiang Zhe didn't know if this was his illusion, but since the other party was willing to ask for advice, he wasn't stingy.

Gu Qian borrowed some discarded old curtains and helped Jiang Zhe spread them on the floor to prevent the color from staining the floor and making it difficult to clean. Then, she began to help Jiang Zhe scrape the base of the oil painting.

With her help, Jiang Zhe's clearance speed increased a lot.

While waiting for the base to dry, an association staff member informed Jiang Zhe that the photos had been developed.

Gu Qian took the initiative to help Jiang Zhe get the photos back, and then pasted them on the wall one by one according to Jiang Zhe's ideas.

Jiang Zhe looked at the photos and thought about how to change the picture.

Gu Qian saw Jiang Zhe start to prepare the watercolor painting tools. According to her usual habit, she would leave at this time, but today he asked: "Mr. Jiang, I see you don't have an assistant, can I stay and help you?"

Jiang Zhe said: "You have helped me do a lot of work. I dare not keep you here forever. After all, you are an employee of the association."

Gu Qian said: "I am here to help you and learn from you. Can you give me this opportunity?"

Jiang Zhe asked: "Will it delay your work?"

"No, they have something to ask me."

"Okay." Jiang Zhe said, "But when I'm painting, I need to concentrate, so I may not have time to talk to you. You can be casual. If you ask a question and I don't respond, it means I'm thinking about something. Don't mind it."

"Don't worry, I won't disturb you."

Jiang Zhe fixed a piece of drawing paper and began to draw a sketch with a charcoal stick.

After several attempts, he planned to draw a detailed sketch, which, if successful, would serve as the main reference for the final draft.

Gu Qian saw Jiang Zhe holding the carbon stick and quickly painting on the paper.

At first, there were only irregular lines on the screen and it was impossible to tell what they were.

As time went by, she was surprised to see that under Jiang Zhe's effective control, the carbon powder gradually presented objects in very light tones and hazy effects. The objects gradually connected into one, showing the outline of the city and extending to other parts of the picture.

She also noticed that when Jiang Zhe was painting, he was completely different from usual. He was freehand and focused, not like a 20-year-old at all.

(End of this chapter)