God's Palette

"Xia Xun, don't move around..."

"Then you can do it later."

Xia Xun was sitting on the big bed in her dormitory in the posture of a duck. Her light weight could not bend the soft mattress at all. It seemed that she was not as heavy as the box full of photographic equipment in front of her.She was searching inside to prepare the equipment for going out next.

Laowa 12 2.8 is a must-have wide-angle lens, it can easily capture the vastness of the world.

"Don't move!" But behind Xia Xun, Mian Yu, who was bending over with a labored expression, was not very happy.

She is helping Xia Xun with her hair. Although her housemaid has a perfect score in housework and her appearance is bursting, as a girl, she is a bit unqualified... No matter how Mian Yu hints that she should take care of her hair, change her hairstyle, etc. She always tilted her head in a look of incomprehension.

Let the pitiful hair be tied into the same ugly ponytail by the same rubber band every day... As the illegitimate daughter of the Xia family, she may have been served and solved these problems since she was a child, so she is ignorant... ...But occasionally, Mian Yu would not be able to see her, and then helped her braid a beautiful hairstyle with her own hands.

Like now.

"Don't do it." Xia Xun was still a little unhappy, "Anyway, I will be messed up when I go to the airport."

"We all know that the end of life is death, so why work hard every day?"

In addition to this rebuttal, Mian Yu tugged at her hair even harder, making Xia Xun cry out for pain while allowing the force to fall backwards—as a result, she leaned against her back and was right behind her. Sleeping feathers, like walls made of cotton candy.

"You are sophistry." Saying that, Xia Xun shook his head, but he vaguely felt something soft rubbed against the back of his head.After understanding the current situation, Xia Xun looked serious, "According to my analysis, in fact, your boss is not big..."

As a result, she received a light slap, and obediently let her comb the messy hair.

Although Xia Xun doesn't know how to braid her own hair, she treats the lens and camera with care.The next place to go is above the sea, taking a helicopter over rainforest, hills, and then volcanoes.In such a complex and changeable scene, the lens needs to be changed frequently, and every time the lens is changed, there is a great risk of dust ingress.

Therefore, Xia Xun is selecting the lenses to be brought, putting the filters on them, and putting them into the special compartment of the camera bag in turn.This kind of strict division in advance can greatly improve the efficiency of lens replacement and reduce the probability of dust entering the camera and lens.

But it looks complicated to the layman.

"What are these round lenses..."

"Filter, you should have learned it? Even if you haven't learned it—" Xia Xun picked up a B+W polarizer, "You bought these at the beginning." Although it was not used at the time, Xia Xun now Xun has more and more lenses, and those equipment more or less come in handy.

Next, Xia Xun conducted an hour-long novice course on things like filters. It wasn't until the two of them got off the car at their destination that Mian Yu finally escaped from those things that he really didn't understand. , embracing the fresh and free air.

The Ferrari stopped near the airport, and Xia Xun slowly followed with his camera bag.

Instead of driving the rented Lincoln Navigator, they borrowed this car from the garage of the villa, which attracted all kinds of strange attention, which was also forced.Compared with this car, which may be worth several million, the value of the rented car is much lower, and there is special car rental insurance, but the scary thing is that there are a bunch of astrophotography equipment in the car.

Those things can't stand too much toss.

Although the value is not that expensive, if it is damaged, there is no way to replace it, which means that this trip will be in vain.However, the photography agreed with the God of Soap Bubbles could not be completed on schedule.So to be on the safe side, Xia Xun changed the car.

But compared with her, the car has become much duller.

Xia Xun changed into a T-shirt, and the pattern on it was custom-made - it printed the first small house that Mian Yu built for her in "Minecraft". The large pixels on her body seemed unexpected. interesting.Cropped jeans with small leather boots, and a camera bag slanted on the back as always.

Of course, there is also the braid that Mian Yu made by herself.

The trip they booked was a 90-minute helicopter trip to Maui. In terms of price alone, it was only worth more than [-] yuan per person, and Xia Xun could afford it by himself.But the scenery is a must. For photographers, what they gain is not only eye blessings and life experiences.

The volcano towering above the earth is the foundation of Hawaii's existence.

Although it is silent, the crimson magma is still surging.

And take a helicopter, you can overlook all this from the air.Not only that, but there are also rainforests and various seas, which can also be seen as far as the eye can see.But for photographers, travel has changed since they picked up their cameras. They are no longer simply admiring, but have changed their thinking.

"It's beautiful here! You can take pictures!"

"It's not pretty here, so don't shoot."

This is the travel logic of photographers.

Xia Xun is also quite good at taking landscape photos. The key point is that the photos taken from the helicopter can be easily posted on the gallery website, and the demand for such photos is not small.In other words, it can increase income and enhance reputation.Then, through pixel by pixel, intersect with someone in the world-thus taking away the color from her body.

Transfer from the airport on Oahu to Maui, and then take a helicopter at the island airport that is also a tourist attraction—the itinerary seems to be going well, the weather is also good, and the strong freshness after the rain can easily give the photos normal There is no purity.

Xia Xun was estimating these things, while Mian Yu was communicating with the airport staff.

Looking out through the glass, many blue-painted helicopters are lined up neatly, and people dressed as pilots are chatting with girls, looking relaxed.But different from this scene, the registration hall was full of noise.

"Wait, it means that your business... will be suspended later?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. There has been strict air traffic control here in the past few days, so the tourism business has to be temporarily suspended."

A rather capable Asian woman is explaining the problems here to the guests. Hawaii is an important military state in the United States. There are many factors that cannot be resisted by civilian forces, which will affect all kinds of things here-but the old man who came to book the helicopter project White men don't quite buy it.

In addition, there are also many people who exude the temperament of tour guides. They are all here to book helicopter tours for tourists, but they hit a wall.

Sleeping Feather, who was squeezed into the corner by the noisy crowd, was quite like a kitten strayed into the harsh African savannah, and unfortunately got involved in a lion vs. hyena group, and could only curl up and wait for them to finish fighting.And the smells of people of all colors are also varied, making Mian Yu feel pained.

But even so, she did not forget to stand on her tiptoes and desperately made a V sign to Xia Xun who was yawning over there—the air traffic control will not take effect until tomorrow, in other words, the two of them happened to catch the last train today.

As a photographer, what Xia Xun did was not to rescue Mian Yu like a man, or to raise his hand to respond to her, but to press the shutter with a playful face, and recorded the scene with a 35mm focal length. Quite an interesting scene--

Of course, the focus was on Mian Yu's frozen smiling face.

However, their helicopter trip was not so pleasant.

The previous violent crowd was dispersed, and only the old-looking white man was still there—then, the noisy voice subsided, and there was only a trembling protest sound left.

"I booked it for two people on purpose... on purpose so that no one else could be with you! As a result...you...you brought a stranger over here!?"

"Please forgive me."

Mian Yu showed off her tiny paws with anger, but the receptionist resisted everything with a thick skin.This time, Xia Xun didn't take pictures, but walked over, stood beside Mian Yu, patted her shoulder lightly, and immediately stared at the receptionist in front of him with calm and sharp eyes.