God's Palette

Let the shoelaces that died in the magma be the evidence that you have been here.

Then, in the fast English spoken by the driver and tour guide——Mian Yu's words suddenly ran into Xia Xun's ears.

"You said a lot of interesting things—beautiful views of the cranberry harvest? And... sheep that can't stand up when it's raining because their wool soaks up too much water?"

"...Oh? That's right, I told you that." Xia Xun put away his phone and looked back curiously. Why did the boss suddenly become nostalgic today and talk about the interview topic at that time?At the beginning, I relied on these to open the door of her house.

"When will you take me to see it with your own eyes?" Mian Yu asked, her eyes full of anticipation, but she didn't expect it.So, before Xia Xun could respond, Mian Yu interrupted with a smile, "Forget it, I'm going to get busy next."

"Oh... that's right, you are also a working..."

Xia Xun didn't take it seriously, and continued to focus on photography.Along the way, she used the camera to switch lenses and shot many things.Not only limited to the vast scenery, but also many close-ups taken with telephoto lenses.Although it is troublesome to switch the camera back and forth, she also reduced this impact by relying on her skillful creative skills.

Although he took a total of hundreds of good photos, Xia Xun was not satisfied. After all, there was still a small creative problem, which he received before boarding the plane.

——The Spanish old man made things difficult.

"Good photos that make me feel like I've been there in person," that's what he asked for.

Although this was just a casual provocation from a passer-by, after getting off the plane and going back, it is estimated that he is already gone.In other words, I tried my best to take photos that met the standard, but after taking them back, I might not be able to find the feeling of the NPC handing in the task...

But this is life, and reality, and no one has a question mark or an exclamation point over their heads.

Besides, Xia Xun thinks this subject is quite interesting, first of all—it is a difficult problem, and it is always interesting to challenge difficult problems.

Secondly——

Xia Xun happened to have a solution to the problem.

Good photos don't have to be created with expensive cameras and lenses, and what is taken out of such things is probably just a dream, without a little sense of reality.After Xia Xun fiddled with it for a while, he turned on the phone again.Not everyone can buy a camera - but the function of taking pictures is owned by everyone.

Photos taken by mobile phones may give viewers more recognition and intimacy.

"Hey, Ms. Photographer, you have to get ready. The next thing you will arrive at is the eastern black sand beach. Although this is not the most famous place, it is still worth seeing. I will lower the altitude a little, and the airflow will not be so strong Strong, you can do your best—"

"Then close the door."

The driver froze, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Because the two girls are both tourists from abroad, they always use a different language when they communicate, and they can switch freely—he can't understand those words anyway.So, the driver mistakenly thought that this was also a kind of that foreign language.

"Close the hatch."

"oh oh……"

Xia Xun urged to repeat it again, and he realized that he heard it right.

The next attractions are great, except for those black sand beaches that are full of stories and are called cursed and strictly forbidden to take away, there are also lazy green turtles that come to bask in the sun.He originally wanted to make an exception, lower the height of the helicopter a bit, and let this girl who is so beautiful...

But people want to close the door...

Through the glass, it is always uncomfortable.

And instead of using a camera that does look somewhat professional, she's using a cell phone.Pretty young girls, phones clipped to selfie sticks, noise, poking around for angles—well, that's what it looks like.

In Xia Xun's camera bag, there are many props, many of which are useful, but there are also many spare gadgets, such as the selfie stick is one of them.It is very practical, but it may not be used, so I really thought about it for a while when I brought it.

But now it comes in handy.

The request of the old Spanish man is nothing more than the "sense of presence" that photos can create.So if you have to say it, there is actually a standard answer - that is to make the look and feel of the photo as close as possible to the human eye.

Although it is a digital zoom, it can still come up with an available standard focal length close to 50mm.

Next, remove the false depth-of-field effect.

Then, he borrowed Mian Yu's mobile phone—unexpectedly, this should be the easiest step, but it was blocked.Mian Yu hugged her mobile phone and refused, just like a girl who was robbed. After paying the money, she thought it would be all right, but the robber came back and shyly said that she planned to ask for her hue...

"I won't treat your phone like I treat your boots..." Xia Xun tried to explain, "I just want to use it to shine..."

"No."

"Really not! The shoelace thing was an accident, really!"

In addition to worrying about her phone being caught out to blow the air, Mian Yu has another thought. Of course, she doesn't want the things in the phone... For example, the chat with Xia Lin to be seen by Xia Xun.Although she was sure that the photographer had a good character and really only wanted to use the flash and would not pry into those secrets—but it still didn't work, it was instinct.

Seeing the two girls chattering again, the driver looked helpless: "This attraction is coming to an end."

In the end, Mian Yu's cell phone was saved, but the driver's voice reminded him that his apple was borrowed.But Xia Xun didn't do anything excessive, just wrapped it in a layer of cloth and then lit it with some simple light.Although it was daytime and flying in the midsummer sun, there was still a lack of ambient light inside the helicopter.

"Hover at the front." Xia Xun said.

"Oh, where is the front?"

After talking about the location requirements by taking a taxi and communicating with the driver, the helicopter stopped awkwardly in the air. The sound of the propellers attracted many tourists on the beach to look up - but they would not see it. There was a small Eyes, staring at them below.

The selfie stick held up the phone, and the camera was in front of Xia Xun's eyes.

Through the glass, it views the world like an equally curious tourist.

In the field of view of the small lens of the mobile phone, there are hatches, glass, dust and sundries, unlike ordinary photography, which avoids all of these.But all of this is Xia Xun's perspective.

The poor resolution ability of the mobile phone, coupled with the barrier of a layer of glass, makes the real scenery outside the window somewhat blurred.The people on the beach look like rice grains on the phone, a bunch of strange pixels, which can only be distinguished with difficulty.

In order to cover up and embellish this point, Xia Xun used a less-used lighting method—casting light on the glass in a dark place, reflecting the reflection of the glass that originally hoped to be extremely transparent without leaving any trace of existence.

That layer of glass seemed to lead to another world, reflecting a corner of the helicopter.Seats, dashboards, and the driver wearing sunglasses, headphones, various electronic devices, stroking his beard, and a leather jacket.

All of these exist transparently in the picture, enriching the unattractive scenery, and using blur to cover up the poor image quality of the mobile phone.