Bai Yuzhu's expression was stupid, and she looked confused, maybe she couldn't keep up with Chen Xing's out-of-the-box thinking.

In the last second, I was obviously talking about Buyi opera, and I asked him to translate what the people on the stage said, and the next second I asked myself to take pictures for him, but I didn't look good when I took pictures.

She felt that her skills were average, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of Chen Xing.

"Oh, do me a favor, I'll tell you the password......" Chen Xing said, patting the phone on Bai Yuzhu's hand.

Playing photography in life is a record of life.

Chen Xing is a person who likes to share the joy of his life, every time he travels, he will write some travel notes on travel websites, write columns, essays or something, and usually like to post a circle of friends, and then see what friends and fans will say.

Many people who pay attention to him will react that Chen Xing himself appears too little.

But if there is a photographer who follows him, then who doesn't want to post more photos of himself in his circle of friends - at least Chen Xing is not ugly, is he?

Leave the filming work to Bai Yuzhu, and he can be lazy and watch the drama seriously.

Chen Xing had already confirmed here in Bai Yuzhu that these three old men in ancient costumes were the three immortals of Fu Lushou.

Seeing these three immortals when the Chinese New Year is approaching is also a blessing for the next year, after all, being promoted to become wealthy, as blessed as the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan is the dream of every Chinese person.

As a folk drama of ethnic minorities, and most of them are performances born from the worship ceremony, the scene is certainly not as luxurious as Peking Opera and Yue Opera, but there is still a large number of bands, and those people hold Yueqin, erhu, and flute in their hands.

There is also a bamboo instrument that Chen Xing has never seen before, which is shaped by cutting half of the bamboo and then cutting it into two-thirds, keeping the bottom of the bamboo.

In this way, people will grasp the top section and pull it loose, and the toughness of the bamboo will make them close quickly, and it will make a very crisp sound.

Very rhythmic.

Bai Yuzhu gave full play to her spirit of looking for a shooting location in the scenic spot, and quickly took the first photo of Chen Xing, and showed it to Chen Xing in a nervous mood.

"You look at this?"

Chen Xing took the phone and looked at his side in the photo.

Let's be honest – it's ok.

After all, he is handsome, and he looks good no matter how he shoots, but he can't just shoot himself, there is nothing that should be performed on the stage.

"Okay, let's shoot a little more first, on the filming stage, now I hand over my mobile phone to you, if no one calls, you can give it to me when we go back."

His mobile phone, whether it is WeChat or buckle, will not actively pop up, otherwise there will be too many messages every day.

Chen Xing also remembered it, so he would enter WeChat to see who was looking for him.

As for Twitter, Facebook and other software, he can't receive messages on his mobile phone without opening the circumvention software.

So in general, his phone is still very quiet.

Bai Yuzhu seemed to have accepted some difficult task, and her expression was serious, but Chen Xing himself was watching the play with great pleasure. Although he couldn't understand all the lines, the kind of style performed by the opera actors was very powerful.

Especially one of the people who played Bao Gong, walked from behind the stage with that kind of deliberate step, and that kind of domineering was simply rushing to the face. Of course, those who can understand the lines can feel the story to the greatest extent, but if they can't understand it, they will feel that it is worth the trip when they see such a lively scene.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the weather was overcast.

Sure enough, as Chen Xing said, it will rain today, and judging from the sky environment at the moment, the rain may not be small.

"Why is it raining?"

"The weather forecast says there is no rain today? MMP, get it wrong again! ”

Sudden rain is a very troublesome thing for the countryside, maybe there are some crops drying in the yard, maybe the washed clothes and quilts are confiscated, and of course, the biggest trouble is that there is no shelter from the rain.

"I'm back."

"I haven't had my clothes confiscated!"

Everyone looked anxious or worried, only Bai Yuzhu came over happily and said, "It's really going to rain!" ”

Her mother didn't believe it before, but look, what Brother Chen Xing said was really right.

The crowd had walked more than half of the way when they knew it was going to rain, and then some people left the place one after another with the benches they had brought.

How nice is it to watch TV at home on a rainy day, play with your phone, and come over with an umbrella to watch this play, which is performed several times a year?

Forget it, I can memorize the lines myself, and I used to watch the show to chat with my old girlfriends.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky, and a large one was in Chen Xing's hand.

He looked to his side, and the people seemed to be almost gone.

Bai Yuzhu didn't know where to find a big umbrella and held it over, and said, "Let's go back too, right?" I've taken a lot of pictures. ”

She knew that Chen Xing was going to leave after lunch, and she was a little reluctant, she had never met such an interesting person since she was a child, and while it was raining now, she could chat with Chen Xing more when she went back.

Chen Xing originally wanted to leave, but now that he had an umbrella, he said, "Look again." ”

This play is about to come to an end, and it won't take long to watch it, twenty minutes at most.

If you have an umbrella, it shouldn't matter.

This umbrella must have been borrowed from the people who lived in the house next to it, and in fact, some people chose to continue looking at it, but they also hid under the eaves of that house, and at the same time did not affect their dragon gate formation (chatting).

When holding an umbrella, it stands to reason that sitting and standing does not matter.

But Chen Xing still felt more comfortable standing.

After a few more minutes, the actors on the stage were still working hard, their voices were very loud, obviously they also had real kung fu, and their voices could even be heard clearly by the audience under the house more than 20 meters away.

The rain didn't seem to have any effect on them.

Fortunately, there is a tarpaulin on the stage to keep out the rain, otherwise Chen Xing is worried about whether this scene can continue.

Bai Yuzhu took the bench they brought out to the eaves and put it down, at this time the rain became heavier, the curtain-like rain even made people unable to see the stage clearly, and the umbrella was with Chen Xing, and she couldn't even get out of the rain curtain for a while.

Someone next to him saw that his vision was blocked, and scolded: "What kind of rain is this, I can't hear it clearly!" ”

"You haven't gotten tired of watching it for so many years?"

"Who's going to watch the show? Listen to the tune! ”

The people who sit at the back of the stage and are in charge of the stage music actually have a lot of backgrounds.

The form of their performance is called the Buyi eight-tone sitting and singing, which is the music form passed down from generation to generation by the Buyi people, and the performance is mainly based on silk and bamboo musical instruments, which is very in line with the aesthetics of the Buyi people, so it is widely spread, and it is still the first batch of national intangible cultural heritage of our country.

Chen Xing couldn't understand what they were saying and insisted on watching it, and he also had some credit for this music.

The people in the square came back one after another, and now Chen Xing was alone in the entire small square except for the stage, and everyone else felt that it was not worth it to insist on watching this show in the rain, after all, they had been watching this kind of play since childhood.

Of course, the tourists' thoughts are different from those of the locals, and they can't understand why Chen Xing insisted.

I really want to see it, isn't it the same when I go back to the eaves here?

Bai Yuzhu regretted a little that she didn't bring Chen Xing back, but she didn't expect the rain to be so heavy before, should she go over and call Chen Xing back in the rain?

She wanted to act as soon as she thought about the phone in her pocket.

I don't know how much Brother Chen Xing's mobile phone is, what if it gets into the water?

Taking out the phone from his coat pocket, Bai Yuzhu suddenly looked at Chen Xing's side—as if a picture came into his mind.

The picture in front of me shrinks and gradually forms a frame.

In the heavy rain, the opera actors on the stage performed seriously, even if there was only one person watching their performance under the stage, there was no deformation in their movements. And although the sound of those instruments playing could not be heard in the heavy rain, their intoxicated expressions could be seen.

And their performance was not disappointed, there was a young man with black hair holding an umbrella and standing in the rain to watch the show.

This image appeared in her mind at once, and a strong desire to record this picture appeared.

If Chen Xing was by his side, he would definitely nod with satisfaction and said, "Child, you have understood." ”

Photography is like this, when you deliberately look for a subject, many times you can't shoot anything really meaningful, this kind of photo can only be used as a way for the photographer to maintain the feel.

That's how the real work suddenly comes to mind.

Chen Xing took pictures of the Dunhuang goddess for Tang Shiyi, took work photos of the milking woman, photographed Miao Village under the moonlight, and photographed the mountaineering team, all of which appeared in his mind before he pressed the shutter.

quickly unlocked it with the password that Chen Xing told her, turned on the camera jerkyly, and took a picture of this scene.

There is not much difference in taking pictures on Android phones, and she doesn't need the professional mode of her phone, but she still can. In the past, she often used her father's mobile phone to take pictures everywhere, but most of them were deleted by herself.

The plot of Bao Gong's trial is finally over, and Chen Xing shouted good!

And the actor bowed to Chen Xing.

Chen Xing hurriedly lowered his head and bent down, and after saying refueling, he walked under the eaves with an umbrella.

The actors on the stage changed, but the whole performance did not end, the music continued, and the follow-up actors gradually came on stage, performing the plot that they had rehearsed countless times behind the scenes in front of the already empty front.

Chen Xing looked back and saw this scene, and his heart was a little moved.

This may be what is said in the theater world, the drama is bigger than the sky.

Respect for the stage is not only respect for the audience, but also a kind of respect for one's own industry.

Walking under the eaves, Chen Xing put away his umbrella and shook it, nodded to the people who were looking at him, and asked Bai Yuzhu: "What time is it?" ”

"It's almost eleven o'clock."

Bai Yuzhu returned the phone to Chen Xing and said, "Take a look at the photos inside." ”

Seeing her excited appearance, Chen Xing smiled and said, "Did you take any good photos?" ”

"Just look at it."

She wasn't sure if it was good or not, but she thought it was good, and after taking this photo, it was as if she had hollowed out everything in her head, and she didn't have any idea of taking pictures.

Chen Xing opened the gallery.

The first one is the scene of Chen Xing and the actors on the stage bowing to each other, this photo can only see Chen Xing's bowing back, this lens language is used in general, I don't feel spiritual, and ordinary people can't think of anything when they see this photo.

It's better to take the picture of yourself before, Chen Xing thought to himself.

Flipped it over.

This photo made Chen Xing's pupils enlarge.

is still his own side face, Bai Yuzhu seems to like to shoot his side, Chen Xing inside is holding an umbrella and standing straight, and on the stage is a group of actors who are performing seriously. The rainstorm is in the foreground, like a transparent door curtain, making the picture hazy and dreamy.

Chen Xing personally prefers transparency, but this is a personal style, and it is not that it is not bad to be hazy.

Chen Xing liked this photo very much.

"This one is a good shot!" Chen Xing praised.

"Hey, hey."

The other photos don't matter, Bai Yuzhu pays the most attention to this photo, and now she is satisfied with Chen Xing's affirmation. I was thinking that Chen Xing may not have lied to himself before, he really has a talent for photography?

Although it was only for a moment, Bai Yuzhu suddenly liked the feeling of freezing time.

Take a picture of what you're thinking.

Chen Xing shook his head suddenly, which made Bai Yuzhu panic in his heart.

"It's a pity, it wasn't taken by the camera, this photo is really good, if the picture quality is a little higher, maybe it can be sold for money."

"Sell for money?"

"Hmm."

The money he said was not to sell it in a French gallery, but to ask Bai Yuzhu to register an account and sell such works on photo sites like Visual Huaxia, which is unlikely to be unwanted.

It seems that his eyesight is good, Chen Xing thought to himself.

"I'll go back and talk to you." Chen Xing said.

If Bai Yuzhu wants to develop in the direction of a photographer, then Chen Xing can introduce her to some photography studios in Rongcheng as an apprentice, and she can prostitute models and photographic equipment.

If you have the talent, you can come out and become a freelance photographer after studying for half a year. Even if she doesn't study at her age, she always has to learn something, and if she can find something she likes as a career, she is happier than 80% of the people in society.

Chen Xing regards her as a friend, and he will definitely help if he has the opportunity.

On the way back, Bai Yuzhu was still talking about the story of the photo she had just taken for Chen Xing, and her slightly darkened face was flushed with excitement.

"Do you want to be a photographer?" Chen Xing asked.

"Yes!" Nod without hesitation.

She still doesn't know what it takes to be a photographer, how expensive a camera is, how difficult it is to master a photoshop, but she really wants to pursue the same career as Chen Xing, and she really likes the feeling of taking pictures just now.

Photographer, it sounds like a big city.

"Then you can come to Rongcheng in Sichuan Province to find me after the New Year."