Chapter 1220: Attracted to Art

"How do you know you've been standing for two hours?" I asked. Xiao Sun said that at that time, I was in the hotel, sitting at the table with a laptop and phone to sort out the photos, the table was the window, I could see the little boy when I looked up, there was a clock next to it, I started tidying up at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the little boy didn't fall down until four o'clock.

I said I didn't understand: "You—you've been watching it for two hours?"

Xiao Sun shook his head: "No, it should be said that I worked for two hours." "I said that since you see this situation, and the weather is so cold, why don't you call the police, Xiao Sun said that it is useless to call the police, this man is very famous in the local county, often beats and scolds his son, when the neighbor can't see it and goes to the police, but the police come to criticize and educate him, the neighbor asked why he didn't deal with it, isn't this a crime of abuse, the police also said that the father beat his son is abuse, and left. So, it didn't help me to call the police.

"Yes, the legal awareness of Chinese is actually very weak, even some law enforcers. Ms. Chen reluctantly agreed, and then raised her glass, and Xiao Sun also raised her glass, smiling and motioning for me to do the same.

I slowly reached out and held the wine glass, and was about to lift it up, when suddenly another question came to mind: "Even if it is useless to call the police, then you should stop it, just watching this kind of father abuse his son, and he is only a child of four or five years old? If you don't see it, forget it, this little boy has been freezing for two hours opposite the window in front of you, can you sit still?"

Xiaosun said: "Boss Tian, you really don't know the Chinese, the police can't take care of that guy, I'm not even a neighbor, I can only be scolded when I go." That guy has a violent temper, the neighbor scolds people as long as he asks, and sometimes he still holds a wine bottle in his hand, who dares to care?" Ms. Chen also nodded again and again, saying that this is also Chinese characteristics, not to mention child abuse, even if you see someone walking a dog without a leash in the community, you are not happy to ask him in the past.

This also makes sense, but I asked again: "That little boy's arms are numb from the cold, and he wants to put it down and think slowly, and you let him raise it again to cooperate with you in order to take pictures, it's too much to say, right? If you can't help, how can you still add to the chaos, and you also lied to him that you can enter the house if you cooperate, is there such a deception to a child? Do you know how a person, especially a minor, when he is in pain and helpless, how much he hopes that someone can really stand up and help him, but you not only didn't help but also lied to him, isn't this even worse? How much of a psychological shadow do you have to inflict on him?"

"Boss Tian, it's not right for you to say that, right?" Without waiting for Xiao Sun to answer, Ms. Chen grabbed the conversation, "Xiao Sun can't help anything, but he has a camera! Just like a writer's weapon is a pen, and a photographer's weapon is a camera! He wants to take a picture of this situation and publish it for more people to see, so that it can play a role in alerting, maybe the effect will be better, and more similar things can be prevented." Xiao Sun is doing a great deed, why has it become a sin in your mouth?"

Hearing her words, I really hesitated, so I said: "Even if the intention is good, you can't make the victim more painful in exchange, right? ”

Xiao Sun sighed: "No way, if you want to do great things, you must have sacrifices, if I can't take a picture of the little boy holding the fence with both hands, this work can't be called "Hanging", but "Stand", but the meaning is very different, because the word "Hanging" can reflect the fragility of the relationship between people, and it is not good to stand." The little boy was caught early and late, even if my uncle asked him to grab the fence and couldn't go into the house to keep warm, which made him feel very lost, but it didn't matter, he was often abused like this, he was used to it a long time ago, and he wouldn't change anything because of my behavior. But he doesn't know it himself, because when his photos are published, he can warn more people to avoid this, he is doing a good deed, and he will understand me. ”

I smiled: "You let a four or five-year-old boy who is numb from the cold understand such complex emotions of yours?" Seeing that I always disagreed with him, Xiao Sun smiled and diverted the topic, Ms. Chen was obviously tired of listening to it for a long time, and began to talk about Xiao Sun's photography talent. Then Xiao Sun took over the conversation and talked about the differences and commonalities between photography and literary, painting and musical works.

As he spoke, Ms. Chen leaned on her cheek with one hand, obviously listening attentively, with admiration and admiration in her eyes. Don't say it, I don't know what the differences and commonalities Xiao Sun talked about, I still keep thinking about the little boy who used to stand in the sub-zero cold wind. It reminds me of the famous photograph I used to make: a skinny little African girl, squatting on the ground and starving for half a breath, next to a vulture, staring at the little girl, waiting for her to breathe, and then immediately go over to eat, because vultures are scavengers, they don't eat alive, they only eat dead meat. The photographer was criticized around the world for taking pictures and not saving people. Although the photographer repeatedly explained that he drove the vulture away after taking the photo, and that he had no food or car with him, and that he could not ask for help in time, the scolding of him was overwhelming, and finally the photographer committed suicide.

I think this photographer is actually quite wronged, he really can't save it, the little girl will only starve to death in an hour or two at most. But Xiao Sun is different, he is fully capable of rescue, even if you can't call the police and stop you, you can't let the little boy who is already in pain pose to cooperate with you, right?

"After coming to Beijing, I realized that only Beijing is the place to really raise artists!" Xiao Sun's words dragged me back from my trance, "So, I decided to settle in Beijing and start my photography career." With my ability, I can become the most famous photographer in China in five years at most, Sister Chen, do you believe me?"

Ms. Chen smiled: "Of course I believe in it, I will always support you." Xiao Sun happily said that great, as long as my photography exhibition in Beijing is successfully held, everything is just around the corner.

I said: "It's not easy to hold a solo art exhibition in Beijing, I used to know a sculptor in Songzhuang, and I didn't make it for a few years, so it seems that the cost is not low. "Ms. Chen said that this is not a problem, we can't let artists suffer poorly, otherwise the country will be hopeless, and I plan to fully fund Xiao Sun's photography exhibition, which will start in two days. I was not surprised that Ms. Chen's expression and demeanor towards Xiao Sun had already fascinated and impressed this young artist. Ms. Chen and Xiao Sun invited me to visit, but I smiled and politely declined, saying that there were still some things to deal with in Thailand, and I would talk about it later.