The sky is blue, the green is pure, the mountains are green, the green is refreshing, the blue sky and the emerald trees are perfectly harmonious into the purest hue of nature.

The ground is covered with a sea of Gesang flowers as far as the eye can see, which is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

Liu Qianzhou and Shang Zhuojia ran in the sea of flowers, recording this intoxicating moment with a camera.

Song Cheng borrowed Yang Ningshuang's husband Ying Guoxu's SLR to capture his lover's every move from afar, with a word and a smile.

Pure air, gorgeous flowers, vigorous green cedars, blue sky and white clouds, etc., all make this place form a natural oxygen bar, and it is intoxicating to breathe deeply.

This is the most perfect and natural background, two unrestrained girls running in the sea of flowers, with undisguised smiles on their faces, so unpretentious, repeatedly created by heaven and earth.

Song Cheng has captured a lot of photos, and his control of the lens, the adjustment of light, and the control of the composition have become more and more proficient.

The two girls walked over from the sea of Gesang flowers, Song Cheng had already put away the camera, and when he raised his eyes, he was inadvertently amazed by this scene.

He raised the camera suddenly, and pressed the shutter sharply on two girls who walked from the sea of Gesang flowers with blue sky and white clouds and emerald mountains as the background.

Then I took it down and looked back at the photo, and a smile bloomed on the corner of my mouth.

Liu Qianzhou waved at him from afar: "Songcheng Songcheng, let everyone come here to take a group photo, how beautiful." ”

Song Cheng handed the camera back to Ying Guoxu and beckoned everyone to come over and take a group photo.

The camera was finally handed over to the left wing, and when the Song family brothers and sisters adjusted their positions, the left wing turned to Yuan Jin: "All the photographic equipment ordered for Mr. Song has arrived, right?" ”

"Arrived, at the hotel, we can get it now in the past, and the front desk has signed for it." Yuan Jin said seriously.

The left wing is finally relieved, it will be good when it arrives, and there will be no other people's things for their bosses.

The left wing helped everyone take a group photo, and then a carload of people got into the car, and everyone circulated the photos they had just taken.

The photos taken by the mobile phone were all sent to the group.

After a while, Yang Ningshuang shouted behind the car: "Qianzhou, you are so good at taking pictures, you are very good-looking in still life and figures, I knew that I should have asked you to help me take pictures." ”

Shang Zhuojia also extracted her own photos from the group, all of which were sent by Liu Qianzhou, which is very beautiful.

The angle she shoots is very special, unlike everyone, the scenery she takes out is a whole piece, a large panorama. She is looking for very subtle angles, which is like a big photographer.

"Hello, do you use light and shadow, is it the tone of the phone?" Yang Ningshuang asked admiringly.

Liu Qianzhou turned around and said with a smile: "No, I haven't processed the picture yet, the original picture was sent, and I only know how to fix the photo myself, so I don't move." ”

"Sure enough, I'm studying art, and I'm so good at taking pictures and finding angles."

The people in the car were full of praise, and Song Cheng was so appreciative that he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and look through it.

I have to admit that she does take pictures well and is very good at taking pictures.

Song Cheng approached her and whispered, "Baby, why don't you take a few pictures for me?" ”

He pointed to a picture of Shang Zhuojia smiling with his eyes closed, at a forty-five degree angle to the camera, and looking up at the sky.

In this photo, just looking at the picture, you can feel the feeling of a warm breeze blowing on your face.

The angle is good, the light and shadow are indeed compared with professional photographers, and there is a little sunlight on the face, this smile is extremely charming.

"Is it like this?" Liu Qianzhou looked at Song Cheng and became stupidly happy.

Song Cheng saw her silly music, and immediately knocked her on the head, "What's silly music?" It's a pity that these photos don't have enough pixels, change professional equipment, and your photos can participate in the photography exhibition. ”

Liu Qianzhou pursed his lips at the same time, and looked at him in astonishment: "Me? ”

I couldn't help but laugh, "I'm at a photography exhibition? ”

She waved her hand, "Ouch, you can afford me, how can it be so good?" I know that the momentum is just something I can see. In the past, when I took photography classes, I never got a high score for my work. ”

It's okay to just shoot and play, but if you really want to talk about the game or something, it's really a lot worse.

Song Cheng took his mobile phone and clicked on Shang Zhuojia's smiling and intoxicated photo: "You can also take a few photos like this for me, and give you the most professional equipment." ”

Liu Qianzhou glanced at it, glanced at it, and immediately cried and laughed.

"My brother, such a small and fresh photo, hey, you're not suitable, how can you be suitable for taking such a photo?"

Shang Zhuojia has a few photos, she took really good, mainly because it is too beautiful here, plus Shang Zhuojia is a temperamental girl, she is not the kind of face shape with delicate facial features like a doll, but that kind of face is very photogenic, very good-looking, very suitable for taking photos, a certain type of photographer likes Shang Zhuojia's face shape very much.

Liu Qianzhou said seriously: "Boss Song, these photos are not bad, but they are not suitable for you." Girls are more suitable for soft filters, so small and fresh does not match you. ”

"It's not like this, it's a way of taking pictures, you know what I mean?" Song Cheng retorted.

Liu Qianzhou tilted his head: "How to take pictures?" What do you mean? Such a filter, or the angle, or the relationship between light and dark? ”

Song Cheng nodded: "Yes, that's it, I believe in you." ”

Liu Qianzhou laughed: "Okay." ”

When the car arrived at Shangri-La, it was raining, and the sun was shining all the way, and the temperature was as good as an April day.

Everyone rests in the hotel, has dinner in the restaurant at noon, has free activities in the afternoon, and participates in the family banquet of the Tibetans in the evening, eats roasted whole sheep, and drinks barley wine.

And in this afternoon, Song Cheng couldn't wait to drag Liu Qianzhou out of the hotel, and he also took some beautiful photos.

In the morning, he took Ying Guoxu's SLR, he had already found some doorways, hoping to learn from Liu Qianzhou so that he could take pictures of her in the future.

Otherwise, I didn't bring anything back when I came out, and I didn't leave anything behind, what a pity.

Liu Qianzhou pours Song Cheng's newly bought SLR, this thing is too heavy, she doesn't like long mirrors, this thing is usually captured by professional photographers in distant places, such as hiding in the jungle to shoot leopards, or other fierce predators.

They do, and even professional photographers don't use this kind of long lens.

Liu Qianzhou changed to a suitable lens, adjusted the sharpness and aperture, and told him how to shoot to avoid paste, angle and composition.

Song Cheng is Song Cheng in the end, just one point, I grabbed a few photos and came out, and it feels pretty good.

Liu Qianzhou told him about his experience in photographing still lifes and figures, and told him about the common means of focusing.

"Anyway, these are quite suitable for me, I don't know if you think they are good or not."

After Liu Qianzhou spoke again, he squatted on the ground with the camera and took a picture of the leaves on the side of the road.

Then she stood up, and when she stood up, she found that Song Cheng had already followed her and squatted down first.

She lowered her eyes, and Song Cheng followed and got up again: "I'll take a look." ”

Liu Qianzhou showed him, "Look, shoot still life, focus on this and shoot like this." Personally, I prefer strong light and shadow, still life, there is a contrast of light and shadow, it will be more three-dimensional. ”

She demonstrated a few more photos, and then said: "Each brand of camera adjusts the data differently, some are stronger, and some brands of cameras are softer. Every photographer, or someone who likes to play photography, has his or her own familiar tools and a set of his or her favorite shooting methods. Well-known photographers like Jason Wen have formed their own style of light and shade, picture quality, light and shadow, etc., which means that their works are very discerning, as long as the work comes out, everyone can distinguish which of them is from the various factors of the style of the work. ”

Liu Qianzhou adjusted the centralized filter again and kept talking.

"The reason why those masters are called masters is because they have figured out a pattern of their own. The camera in their hands, no matter how bad the picture is, has that look. Once the level rises to a certain level, it is difficult for them to make a failed work. ”

She finished speaking, raised her eyes to look at Song Cheng, and her face was full of smiles.

"So it's hard to be a master, and it's hard to make a failed work."

Song Cheng put his palm on her shoulder: "Come on, I'm optimistic about you." ”

Liu Qianzhou hurriedly waved his hand: "Come on, my own level, I know it too well, I must not reach the master level." ”

The camera was handed to Song Cheng: "Lak, take it and play." ”

Song Cheng was stunned when he heard this, "You won't accompany me?" You're not with me? ”

Liu Qianzhou shook his head: "Don't do it, I've already told you so much, my old man has taught you everything he has learned all his life, and you still don't let me go back to sleep?" ”

Song Cheng smiled and hugged her in his arms, "Good, let's go play together and go to bed early at night, okay?" ”

Liu Qianzhou raised his eyes and flew to him coldly: "Hey, can you not be so selfish?" ”

Song Cheng lowered his eyes, his face full of confusion, "Why don't we go back and sleep for half an hour?" ”

"No, it rained just now, the weather here is changing rapidly, you see, maybe it will rain again soon." Liu Qianzhou pouted.

Song Cheng carried the camera while half-hugging her in his arms: "Good, good, let's go play." ”

Liu Qianzhou shook his head, "I don't want to play, or I'll take a few pictures of you, and then you can play by yourself, okay?" ”

Song Cheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, you can bring me a few, and I'll see how you adjust it." ”

"Do you want a big head sticker, or a full-body photo?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng smiled: "I don't pick, you can play as you like, just how good you think." ”

Liu Qianzhou held the camera, gave two lenses casually, and handed them to him: "Here you go." ”

"What? Just perfunctory me? Song Cheng swept his eyes: "You are not like this to Shang Zhuojia, you can be so patient with outsiders, why are you so perfunctory to your husband?" ”

Song Cheng's tone was cold, and Liu Qian sighed, "Okay, okay, then let's take a walk." ”

The two walked out of the city, they arrived in Shangri-La County, and when they walked out of the county seat, there were patches of Gesang flowers on both sides of the highway.

Liu Qianzhou walked out of the city, and his mood improved again.

She hung the red scarf around her neck around Song Cheng's neck, "You just walk, don't look at me." ”

Song Cheng turned around: "I don't have to look at you?" What do I need to do? ”

"You don't have to do anything, don't deliberately, otherwise it's too stiff." Liu Qianzhou ran as he walked.