God's Palette

"Daniel Angie."

"Then Daniel... I don't have any other questions." After all, those questions are too trivial, so they won't be used to keep him.On the camera's display screen, the boy's figure faded a lot.

"Then sister, I'm going to play!" Daniel waved his hand.

"I wish you the best of luck, Daniel." Xia Xun offered him this irreplaceable blessing.

After that, the thin, young, but long-lost soul left the wishing well without saying goodbye, walked out of the small corner of Haimen Castle, and stepped into the warm Nordic sun at noon.

Xia Xun lifted the camera for a long time, and his sore hands encouraged him, hoping that it could hold on for a while longer.

Then, he switched the photography mode very skillfully, turned the lens focus ring with his left hand, and slid through several gears with his right hand to adjust the aperture and shutter speed to a suitable value, and pressed the shutter towards Daniel outside the door.

This will be his last farewell to the world—

However, Daniel doesn't seem to have any intention of resting in peace... just humming an outdated nursery rhyme, drifting all the way unrestrained, as if he really planned to go wandering around and have fun...

Xia Xun smiled, put down the camera, and watched his figure that never disappeared all the way away.She couldn't see it at all, so she lowered her head to the screen. It was a very good photo.

That's pretty good too—

The shutter is not used to interpret farewell, but to record the departure of the little traveler.

……

After spending several hours, Xia Xun finally studied the castle carefully, inside and out.It's not that it's fun and magnificent, but it's simply a field trip for photography.

There are many scenarios that can be used. I have to say that it is a bit different from traveling to Finland at home relying on various data clouds.

Although the light can be calculated theoretically, how does the light affect the building materials, which architectural details can be used to create the picture, whether the angle of view of the camera position and the focal length can be used-many and many problems, not in the field, forever Can't get a real answer either.

But Xia Xun's previous theory has been done well enough, and now it's just icing on the cake, adding a lot of details.

"Lian Nanxi, who was still a little night songbird, was in a cage... imprisoned by a coffin tailor, in order to fulfill its sad wish..." She muttered the plot in the book, while gnawing bread, while typing on her tablet computer Make the final revisions on the Internet, "From no hope, to hope, to breaking free from the cage... This group has to race against time."

An interesting plan emerged in Xia Xun's mind.

I hope Ye Qianluo can give a little to her hobbies, Zhuan Zhuan is probably willing to do so, Zhuniao, after sleeping in a cage for so long during the day, I think she is quite energetic at night.It shouldn't be a problem for them to stay overnight or something, right?

After eating the food in her hand three times and two times, and rubbing oil on her clothes casually, she took out her mobile phone, put the plan in her mind into action, and called Ye Qianluo.

"Miss Ye, I'm Xia Xun."

"...Xia Xun, hello, I haven't greeted you for a long time, I wonder if everything goes well during the inspection?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little nervous, I understand, the feature film is about to come out, seeing how much Ye Qianluo liked it before, it's inevitable to be nervous.Since he was so serious, Xia Xun also drove away the last bit of guilt in his heart.

"Everything is going well, I already have an idea, and I will start at night."

"……night?"

"Yes, after dinner, you will come by car."

"Okay! Then we're done shooting, and we're going back to the artist to rest? Or... find a hotel that's cheaper... in the local area?"

"Don't worry, you don't need to spend money on accommodation." Xia Xun heard the wailing of her wallet, so she explained in a very understanding way, "After all, we have to stay overnight."

Chapter 113: The Night of the Moonlight

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qianluo didn't realize that her lips had already been curled up by a smile.

overnight?Shooting at night?spend money?It's all okay, it's okay!As long as Xia Xun has arrangements, he can take good photos.That's no problem keeping her up for a week without sleep.In this way, I can be worthy of my childhood self - fulfilling the dream that has continued to this day.

Putting the phone away carefully, Ye Qianluo restrained the excitement in her heart that was about to turn into a scream, just took a deep breath, and in the unbearable joy, began to look for someone to chat with in the room, and told her this sentence—— —

"I'm going to make a movie!"

"Is that why you interrupted my nap?" On the hanging chair on the balcony, Mian Yu, who was wearing a blindfold, was sleeping happily, but found that the hanging chair was shaken as if facing a typhoon. When she opened her eyes, she turned out to have a hideous face The little boss is desperately shaking...

"I, I'm going to make a film, it will start tonight, wow, I thought it was tomorrow... Hurry up, Mian Yu, come with me."

"What are you going to do?" Mian Yu chased away the anger of getting up, and asked with a yawn, "Isn't it tonight? It's only afternoon, so there's no time to do anything..."

"Don't ask."

Ye Qianluo was completely different from the past, dragged and dragged Mian Yu to any room with a mirror, closed the doors and windows, turned on the light, and immediately started undressing, looking excited.

"Her boss, hurry up and help me take a look, and record all the blemishes on my body! I will cover up all the blemishes at that time, and I can't let them be on camera! I can't see them on my back..."

"I'm used to watching Xia Xun's, and I think your whole body is full of flaws."

"...Are you used to it?"

"Yeah, so you'd better cover up your blemishes all over."

Mian Yu's perfunctory voice, like an ice bucket challenge, froze Ye Qianluo's excitement to zero.A sense of defeat brewed shame in her heart, she sighed, and she silently put back the half-taken T-shirt.All right, let the photographer fix the flaws in post-production...

That's right, being photographed by that kind of photographer, no matter how confident a model is in herself, she will be depressed, and after that, she can only become a doll at the mercy of the photographer... Maybe this is why Xia Xun's photos of girls are so good-looking?Ye Qianluo seemed to grasp some truth.

After that, she and Mian Yu went to the craftsman's house and woke up the bamboo bird that was still sleeping in the cage.

She opened her eyes in a daze, yawned, hungry, thirsty and tired.

Through the gap in the cage, the bamboo bird wiped the sticky saliva from the corner of its mouth, and asked expectantly to the two traveling companions in front of it: "Are we going to have lunch now? Wait for me for a while, my mind is dizzy now of……"

"We've already eaten."

"...Then what should I do?" Bamboo Bird asked in a mournful voice, his eyes suddenly cleared up, "Are you going to make me starve like this?"