The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

For a whole week, Archer accompanied Qin Xiu to the wasteland to take pictures every day. Qin Xiu developed the photos, and the two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, selecting photos one by one.

Qin Xiu glanced at the curly-haired young man who flicked his tail back and forth and couldn't put it down, so he shouldn't expect this guy to pick anything out.He picked up a photo, squinted his eyes and looked at it: "What should I do, I love every photo taken by the master..."

"Why are you here again?" Shen Che put down the photo with a straight face, "We have three chapters in the agreement."

Qin Xiu ignored him and raised his hand to look at his watch indifferently.

Archer was about to say what kind of watch do you watch, I'm telling you seriously, when he opened his mouth and said "you", there was a "poof".

Qin Xiu looked at the big golden retriever squatting in a pile of clothes dumbfounded, looked at his watch and nodded: "Very good, nine hours and one second are not bad."

"Wow!" the dog barked at him angrily.

Qin Bingshan continued to pick up the photos, sometimes holding his chin in distress: "What should I do, the one taken by the master is also very good..."

You bad bastard!

The "Great Legacy" photography competition has received many entries since its inception. Because the number is too large, there will be a preliminary audition stage. The primary selection jury is composed of senior photographers and photo editors recommended by the organizers of each competition area. Photos that obviously do not meet the standard will be eliminated directly.

When Yin Zebei went to the editor-in-chief's office, he happened to pass by the meeting room for the primary election. The door of the meeting room was half open, and the table was full of envelopes, even on the floor. Several young editors were lying on the meeting table, looking very tired. Two photographers from the photography association he knew were spread out on chairs and rubbed their temples.The audition is a thankless job, because there is no threshold for the competition, and the entries come in like a snowflake, but most of them are childish works that need to be eliminated.Online submissions are reviewed quickly, but the number of mailed works is also huge, and most of them come from experienced photographers who prefer film photography.

Yin Zebei shrugged and walked to the editor-in-chief's office, and talked with the editor-in-chief for more than three hours on the issue of publishing the photography portfolio. It was already seven o'clock in the evening when he left the editor-in-chief's office. Step down.Different from the scene where a group of people were uninterested just now, two photographers and three editors are gathered around a corner of the conference table, eagerly discussing something.

Yin Zebei was a little strange, did he have any disputes over the contest photos?However, the requirements for the audition are not high, and you can pass if you reach the pass line. It should be a pass, but it's just a pass, and there will be no disputes.

It happened that an editor saw Yin Zebei outside, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, you came just in time, come and help us refer!"

Yin Zebei was also very interested in the controversial photos. He walked in and took the photos handed over by a photographer. He looked down and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

No wonder...

The female editor whispered in his ear: "The category he voted for is natural organisms, but it obviously doesn't meet the requirements. And the layout of this photo seems a bit too stingy. This kind of photo is OK in a city magazine, and the "Great Heritage" Its style is a thousand miles away."

The male photographer of the photography association disagreed: "I think this photo is very good, very emotional and full of stories. Although it is not appropriate to use nature, and it is a bit reluctant to use humanities, but since the photographer's skills are not a problem , I think we can give him a chance."

Yin Zebei frowned and looked at the photo while listening to the chatter in his ears. This photo was obviously taken in a wasteland somewhere in the city. The high-rise buildings in the background looked familiar. uniqueness.

The foreground of the photo is a pond rich in water and grass. There are several figures of wild animals by the pond: a ferret emerging from the grass, a fox with its ears upright, and raccoon brothers pausing to play , a duck stretching its neck... Although the animals are scattered, they have a common expression—turning their heads and looking in the direction behind them curiously.Looking at the close-up view alone is really very comfortable and peaceful, with a little suspenseful scenery that makes people guess, but it is another feeling to look at it with the distant view above the forest.

In the distant view are tall buildings under construction, and tall tower cranes stand majestically in a cloud of smoke and dust, like a dream in black, white and gray.

The photographer not only captured the animals’ curiosity and looking around when they heard the explosion so vividly, but also the layout of the photos was just right. Two pictures with completely different perceptions were framed into one shot, which looked like the division between reality and dreams. , one is colorful and shimmering, and the other is cold and monotonous, surrounded by mist, which has a magical illusion.

Such a photo is definitely not as breathtaking as the killer whale jumping out of the sea or the migrating buffalo herd, but it is so special. The sense of conflict brought about by the quiet wasteland and the bustling city adds an unforgettable feeling to the photo. The ignorant and ignorant expressions of the little animals touch the hearts of the viewers.If this photo is really from an unknown newcomer photographer, it is really a stroke of genius.

"Master Yin?"

Yin Zebei was called back to his senses, and just about to say something, he flipped to the back of the photo, saw the photographer's name, and choked up his words as soon as he reached his mouth.

When Archer woke up this morning, Qin Xiu had already gone to the studio first. He took a shower and heard a knock on the door as soon as he came out. It was a courier for Qin Xiu. Archer saw the magazine "Great Legacy" printed on it. name, hastily signed for receipt and opened the envelope.

As soon as the envelope was torn open, the photos and a stack of documents came out together. Archer saw that there was nothing else in the envelope, so he squatted down to pick up the stack of things, and then froze suddenly.

The domestic publisher of the "Great Heritage" magazine is Nakajima Culture, and it is also the organizer of the mainland China division of this photo contest.When Archer came to the Zhongdao Cultural Headquarters on the 18th floor of the Emperor Building with an envelope and photos, it happened that Yin Xiangdong was also here for business. Photographer Yin saw the curly-haired young man who was asking questions at the secretary's desk, and thought that Qin Xiu had also come, but After watching for a while, I only saw Assistant Juan when I went back and forth, and I couldn't help wondering.Assistant Juan walked in alone after asking the front desk, and Yin Xiangdong stepped forward and asked, "Why did that person come here just now?"

"Oh, he came to find the jury of the photo contest." The front desk lady replied.

Yin Xiangdong frowned. The photography competition obviously refers to the global photography competition of "Great Heritage" magazine. This guy came to submit an article for Qin Xiu?This is interesting. He himself is mainly engaged in commercial photography, and he is not very interested in photography in the direction of humanities and nature, but he really wants to know what Qin Xiu's works look like, so he asked: "Where is the jury?"

Yin Xiangdong found the conference room where the jury was located, but the door was not closed. When he walked over, he saw the juan assistant inside who seemed to be arguing with the judges. He stood by the aisle and listened for a while. He couldn't help but gasp in surprise, Qin Xiu lost the election? !

This is too horrifying... No wonder Assistant Juan was so filled with righteous indignation, even Qin Xiu's deadly enemy couldn't help but suspect that there was something tricky about it.Just as he was listening, someone came up and closed the door with a "bang".

"The reason for losing the selection is that you can't reach the competition level, otherwise what reason can you have?!" The female editor was so impatiently entangled that she closed the door and raised her voice unbearably.

"Okay then," Archer snapped down the envelope, and said seriously, "Let me see what the works that were not selected look like, and what the other works that were eliminated look like."

"Why show it to you? You're not the photographer!" the female editor angrily said, "Besides, Qin Xiu's works were not eliminated by any of our responsible persons, but by everyone after a group discussion!"

"You talk about discussion, which means that his works are controversial among you, and there are different opinions, right?" The curly-haired young man immediately caught the loophole in the words, and looked at the tongue-tied female editor.

A middle-aged male photographer came out to smooth things over: "There is indeed a controversy. We have discussed it for a long time, and we are also responsible for every promising young photographer. Because there is still no consensus among us, so everyone finally went to Yin Yin. Mr. Zebei, I have referred to his opinion..."

"What did you say?!"

The middle-aged photographer was taken aback by the young man's sudden high-octane reaction, and said in a daze: "I said we specially invited Master Yin Zebei to look at the photo, and he also felt that although this photo has something outstanding, But it deviates from the main purpose of the competition, although it is a pity, we still decided to eliminate this work."

After hearing this, Archer couldn't believe it, and he blurted out, "That guy Yin Zebei obviously has ulterior motives", and then he remembered the scene of Qin Xiu being the target of public criticism in the restaurant, clenched his fists and swallowed the words Li: "...So, the opinions that were originally evenly divided, but because of the subjective prejudice of a photographer, you all turned against each other. Is this still an independent judge?"

"How long are you going to keep messing around?!" The female editor said impatiently, "What is defection? That's what the master said!"

Make sense?It's clearly because he has status and influence, okay? !Isn’t this the way this world is, when you say that you are highly respected, it doesn’t really matter how high your moral is, it only cares how much you hope for!But this is really too unfair to Xiaoxiu!

"I think Mr. Yin Zebei's words are also right," the female editor sat behind the conference table, disdainful, "Even if this photographer is really outstanding, it can be seen from the photos that he doesn't respect the game at all. Focus on..."

These words hurt Archer suddenly. He suppressed his anger and squeezed out the words: "Why do you say that he doesn't respect and doesn't care?"

"If you really respected it, would you just find a wasteland to perfunctory? Of course, it may be too conceited, thinking that you can get it with your own level..."

"You are not worthy to be a judge."

The female editor was interrupted by these powerful words, she was stunned on the spot, and the meeting room suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at the curly-haired young man who spoke in astonishment. The big boy with a curly hair that can calm down in 2 minutes, now looks like a vicious dog barking with its canines bared.

The female editor was stunned for a long time before she blushed in embarrassment and was eager to save face: "What's the use of saying this? Anyway, the deadline for the competition is still early. If he is really capable, he can go to any national park to take two photos and make a comeback!"

"He will!" Archer dropped these three words heavily, turned around and opened the door and left.

Yin Xiangdong saw Shen Che rushing out of the door suddenly, turned sideways, and walked to the meeting room after Shen Che walked away.

"What's the matter? It seems that there is a lot of noise." Yin Xiangdong walked in casually. He was very familiar with the photographers and editors of the judging committee, and his father was Yin Zebei. He said it.

The more Yin Xiangdong heard it, the worse his complexion became, especially when he heard that it was his father who rejected Qin Xiu's work, he really couldn't convince himself that it was just a coincidence.

An editor said "Hey": "That kid is too forgetful, he forgot to take the photos..."

Yin Xiangdong looked at the envelope that Shen Che forgot on the table. After a long time, he couldn't help but took it. He felt a little uneasy. As Qin Xiu's classmate and opponent, he knew Qin Xiu's ability, but his father also He is not a person who discriminates between public and private. He exposed Qin Mozhi's fraudulent photos out of the photographer's conscience, but his father and Qin Xiu have no enmity, so it is not possible to slander him because Qin Xiu contradicted him a few words. Yes, there must be something wrong with Qin Xiu's photo...

With that in mind, I pulled out the photo in one go.

"Hey, have you gone east?"

In the conference room, everyone was looking at the photos, and no one noticed why Yin Xiangdong left.

After a while, someone knocked on the door. The male photographer thought it was the takeaway he had ordered, and the door opened a crack, when he saw an arm stretched out straight in, and a voice said stiffly: "I forgot to take the picture!"

The male photographer was amused when he saw this scene. He turned around and put Qin Xiu's photo in an envelope and handed it to the hand. The wheat-colored hand took the photo and left without saying thank you.

While waiting for the elevator, Archer recalled the female editor's words, and the more he thought about it, the more he became more and more angry, and the envelope in his hand broke into two halves with a "snap".

The elevator door opened, and for a moment, An Jiamian thought he saw a vicious dog biting its prey. Student Shen went to pick up the photos that fell on the ground after tearing the envelope.An Jiamian rolled her eyelids: "Are you going to get in or not?"