The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

Qin Xiu removed the gauze three days later. When the gauze was removed, the ward was full of people. The last circle of white gauze was removed, and the picture of the ward came into view without any suspense—Wang Ziqiong, JENNY, Wei Liang, Wei Liang's twin assistants , and Sang Tian lined up high and low in front of the bed, all of them had tears in their eyes and were about to cry with joy.Wang Ziqiong waved her hands in front of his eyes funnyly, and snapped her fingers a few times when he saw that he hadn't responded: "Hey, did you see it?"

Qin Xiu patted his hand away expressionlessly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "What a big deal."

Blessings and hugs are all avoided, and everyone is not very used to it for a while, Wei Liang and his twin assistants who have already taken out the ribbons to spray water, silently put the things back.

Wang Ziqiong watched Qin Xiu leave everyone in the ward, stretched himself out of the ward to bask in the sun, and scolded behind her back: "This guy doesn't deserve sympathy!"

After that, Qin Xiu stayed in the hospital for observation for three days, and he was discharged after he was fully recovered. When he returned to the studio, he plunged into work. He always felt that his life seemed to have been suspended for a long time, and he wanted to return it completely.

But after all, he had been lying in the hospital for more than a month, and there was no big order waiting for him to operate just after he came back, so Wei Liang and his twin assistants were terrified in the first week.

Qin Xiu was moving light boxes and umbrellas in photographer Wei's studio. Wei Liang looked at the back of Qin Xiuzhi holding the umbrella, and murmured behind his back, "How can I bear it... "Qin Xiu turned around and gave him a cold look, then turned around and continued doing his own thing.

After this, Qin Xiu began to be disliked by Wei Liang and Sang Tian, ​​so he had to find another way out, either spending time in the darkroom every day, or knocking on the table and sofa with his legs crossed, asking Wang Ziqiong "" Is there a bill?" "Why is there no bill?" "Where is the bill?" "Annywood, Fei Li, T&S are all bankrupt?"

Wang Ziqiong was in a state of desperation: "Didn't you just come back? Many orders have been lost. Besides, you don't have an assistant now. I think we should hire an assistant first..."

Qin Xiu frowned: "Where's my assistant?"

Wang Ziqiong shrugged: "Shen Che has resigned."

Qin Xiu was stunned for a moment: "Who is Shen Che?"

Wang Ziqiong opened his mouth wide: "Shen Che, you don't even remember? That funny assistant of yours!" He looked at Qin Xiu's smooth forehead and perfect beauty tip, "...these quack doctors played tricks on you, right? ?”

Qin Xiu frowned. Before the operation, Kai Molong had indeed discussed the risks of the operation with him in detail, saying that it might cause short-term or partial amnesia, but he really realized that he had forgotten things, and he still forgot about a living person. Qin Xiu was still a little nervous, wondering if he had forgotten something.

Wang Ziqiong helped him recall: "It's that curly-haired kid, the one who wore your pants and ran away," she said, pulling out a cover letter from the folder and handing it over, "Here, clingy ghost .”

Qin Xiu took over the cover letter, and saw in the registration photo a young man wearing a peaked cap, with big white teeth against his honey-colored complexion, and a sunny smile.He held up the cover letter in one hand and propped his chin in the other. He seemed to be infected by that smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up.But I still couldn't remember it, so I knocked on my forehead helplessly. It was so strange that I didn't remember anything at all.

Wang Ziqiong looked at the young man with wheat rolls who was smiling like a big dog sticking out his tongue in the photo, and snorted: "Thanks for being so kind to him, this guy resigned decisively when he heard that your eyes were not going to heal. I really misunderstood him when he said that there was something wrong in his hometown."

Qin Xiu calmly put down the cover letter and threw it into the wastebasket: "Don't blame him."

He is just an assistant, and assistants have to live and plan for the future. Although it is not so happy to resign at this juncture, it is not worth resentment.

He didn't resent anyone. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, he was rescued from the snow-capped mountains and saw the light again. He was only grateful in his heart.

As the days passed, Wang Ziqiong recruited a new assistant Xiaofeng for him.A few months later, the photo of the Demoiselle Crane taken under the ice crevice was published on the cover of "The Great Heritage", and soon after, it made the headlines of several foreign newspapers, and was praised as "a great work that hits people's hearts". The current sales volume of "Great Legacy" magazine is the highest in history.Qin Xiu became famous in the international photography circle overnight.

At that time, people rushed to repost this photo on Weibo. If you typed an entry like "the most shocking photography" in the Baidu search bar, this photo would definitely be on the list. In addition to the search hot list, someone even created an entry for this photo in Wikipedia.Wang Ziqiong patted his chest and said "that was taken by my buddy" when he met everyone, but it may also be because he is not very convincing, so few people believe him.

Qin Xiu's state of mind is very peaceful, he just cherishes every day he lost and regained, so that when this photo was over-consumed by people and turned into a flood of boring electronic pictures, he didn't particularly regret it.

On weekdays, he still shoots blockbusters for fashion and jewelry stars and supermodels. Now he has become a hot spot in the fashion photography circle. In a daze in the hallway, for example, when watching TV, I always sit on the right side of the sofa, and my left hand is always unconsciously placed on the sofa beside me.

One day, he opened the cabinet in the kitchen, and unexpectedly found a red dog bowl in the cabinet. Qin Xiu took the dog bowl and looked at it over and over for a while, thinking, did I ever raise a dog before?But looking at this bowl looks brand new, it may be that he planned to raise a dog and finally gave up. For a person like him who flies around all year round, even if he has the idea of ​​raising a dog, he can only think about it at best.

Sitting at the dining table, he made himself a cup of coffee, holding the cup and looking at the puppy on the mug. The chocolate-colored curly-haired puppy ran and jumped, and he smiled. He probably likes dogs quite a lot.

Stay in the studio for two months, and then go abroad for a month to collect stories and contribute articles to magazines such as "Great Heritage", "National Geographic", "Streams and Forests", the days seem to be the same as before, but more and more people have heard his name There are more and more advertisers who come here especially, and earn more and more money.At the end of the year, the studio moved away from Coral Street, and the new studio is located in the newly completed Anshi Building in the Central District.

The ruins of the old An's building haven't been demolished yet. I heard that no more buildings will be built, but will be converted into a square. I think so, this place is so unlucky, even the boss of An's doesn't want to have anything to do with this place. Not to mention.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Qin Xiu rode a BMW tomahawk and stopped by the side of the road, looking at the ruins under construction with lights still on in the distance. Many people don't like this ruins, but he has an inexplicable intimacy with it , probably because of the incomplete beauty of that devastated scene.

The red light at the intersection has been on for two rounds. He buckled down the windshield and started the car. The sea soul-colored heavy machine roared past the huge intersection. The workers on the construction site were eating barbecue and looking back at Juechen Yuan Go to the heavy machine.

After the new studio was fully completed, it gradually felt like everything had changed.In the studio, the shutter sound keeps ringing, and the mobile phone rings continuously. English, Japanese, and Korean are intertwined. There is no time to appreciate this lofty goal of going global. Everyone in the studio has been exhausted by the high-intensity homework.

Occasionally there will be a little buffer.On this day, Qin Xiu received an invitation from a famous university with the number one photography major in China. As the youngest visiting professor, he gave a special lecture to the students of the photography department.

The lecture hall of the college, which can accommodate 500 people, was full of people, even the aisles were full. The deputy director of the photography department gave a brief introduction. After warm applause, Qin Xiu, who was wearing a light blue shirt and a gray suit vest, came Countless pairs of eyes in the audience stared in astonishment as he stepped up to the podium.

The students immediately exploded and whispered to each other. Many of them had only seen the photographer's works, but had never seen him in person.Even though he was wearing black-framed glasses, he still couldn't hide his eye-catching and deep eyes. The unique figure of a model with eight heads to body ratio made him pleasing to the eye just standing there.From taking the microphone handed by the deputy director, to standing still behind the podium and facing the huge lecture hall, this young professor who is so beautiful that people can't help but look down upon, has a natural calmness like an iceberg in every gesture. courage.

When Qin Xiu introduced himself as a field photographer first, and a commercial photographer second, a resounding female voice rang out in the noisy lecture hall: "You are tall and handsome, why don't you become a model?"

Qin Xiu heard it: "You have such a nice voice, why don't you become a DJ?"

The booing in the audience turned into tacit laughter. After the laughter, the students automatically and consciously quieted down.

Qin Xiu mainly talked about composition and setting. According to the needs of the college and students, the focus is still on commercial photography.The assistant Xiaofeng was in charge of putting on the slides.After the lecture, it was free time for questions. The students, especially the girls, suddenly became interested in beautiful male photographers and rushed to raise their hands.

"Professor Qin, let me confess to you first. I really like your photography works. Now that I see you in person, I feel like I'm about to become a fan of you!" There was relaxed laughter in the lecture hall, and the girl said again , "I really want to know, what was it like when you took that photo of the Demoiselle Crane?"

The photos were released on the slides in time. This work has been entertained by the public and lost its former shocking power. When its photographer stood in front of it, it seemed that he had regained the power he had lost. A pair of young and enthusiastic people in the lecture hall His eyes are carefully watching this photograph, as if he is re-acquainting with it.

Qin Xiu looked back at the photo on the big screen. The photo was enlarged to such an extent that when he turned his head, it seemed that he was wrapped in the inorganic ice blue in an instant.It is not accurate to say ice blue, because the whole photo is full of deep and shallow crystal clear white, only a narrow line of blue sky hangs at the top, but that touch of blue seems to be transmitted to every corner of the work .The Demoiselle Crane is far away, but the sky is so blue and pure, it seems that not only the Demoiselle Crane, but even a speck of dust can cast a shadow in your eyes.Qin Xiu stared at it for a long time, and every time he saw this photo, it seemed that a hole was gently torn in his heart, a little painful, but strangely happy.

"I don't know how I took this picture, I don't remember at all."

The students in the audience suddenly fell silent, as if they were very puzzled by the words of the young professor. They were already prepared to hear those old-fashioned words such as "struggling on the edge of life and death" and "seeing a superb view at the last moment of life to arouse the desire to survive" Inspirational story, however, the expression of the young and handsome photographer looking up at the photo quietly seems to be more moving than the story.

Questions continued, and a boy in the first row raised his hand and said, "Have you encountered anything interesting during the field shooting? Can you tell us about it?"

Qin Xiu stood by the podium, and this question brought back too many memories: "There are many, and every experience of field shooting is still fresh in my memory." Looking back, the projector is showing his field photography works.

Qin Xiu introduced one by one, the aurora on the Yukon River, the starry sky in southern Sardinia, the most beautiful road in the world, the Beartooth Road, the still scenery on the Venezuelan mesa that seemed to be forgotten by time, and of course the vibrant Serengeti Tee Prairie...

When they arrived at the prairie, the students waited for a long time without hearing Qin Xiu’s introduction. They were a little puzzled, but they saw the young professor just standing sideways beside the projection screen, looking up at the scenery of the prairie on the screen. As if stunned.The lenses of the black-framed mirror reflected the colorful lights of the magic lantern, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Qin Xiu stared at the magnificent prairie in the photo without blinking.

Why……

Why……

Why did he seem to see the red morning glow and the green vegetation when the Serengeti at dusk appeared in front of him?The world of black, white and gray is like a criss-cross ditch dug out by people, and the warm red and fresh green flow into the cold world like a river.The negative film of unknown origin but never faded, which was kept in memory, made him unable to restrain tears from welling up in his eyes.

This moment was the first time he realized with more certainty than ever that I had forgotten something important.