God's Palette

But Xia Xun leaned closer to her ear again——

"When I finish shooting, the night is still very long."

Chapter 248: Returning to People

The real starry night is very beautiful, moreover, it is very ordinary.Those dense star points are connected into various things in the night sky. Through human imagination, they are given various names, even called constellations...

This is supposed to be the beautiful scenery that can be enjoyed every clear night in the long history of human beings.

It should be mundane.

But someone invented the electric light - and since then, the starry night has become a luxurious beauty.

But having said that, there are those who don't care about its luxury.As long as there are more beautiful things in the heart, then the starry night will return to its ordinary essence... At least, to Mian Yu, no matter how bright the stars in the sky are, it seems to be the same...

She was savoring something sweeter.

Slowly, Mian Yu moved her arm.Thin bones were covered with flaccid muscles, and her hands were much weaker than ordinary girls, but the five fingers born for typing on the keyboard should have been slender and flexible.But today, even this unique advantage is lost.

She wanted to raise her hand and use the pad of her index finger to touch her closed lips, to explore the feeling of touch left there, but she couldn't.The air - like when making bread and kneading dough, too much flour is added, it becomes sticky and heavy, making it impossible for Mian Yu's fingers to operate freely in it.

After a slow beat, Mian Yu suddenly realized that she was actually so happy that she almost forgot how to control her body.

Kissed! ! !

The thought echoed in her soul, spreading blissful pleasure.

Xia was looking for a relative! ! ! !

The so-called bliss seems to be able to go to a higher level.

So much so that Mian Yu could only put on a smirk all over his face, and shed tears of joy, and slumped on the seat of the car, indifferent to everything else.At this moment, she forgot whether she was alive or dead, and whether time flowed. The only thing that existed was happiness.

and so--

She accommodated the blue soul, and opened it unsuspectingly.

The azure blue, which can rival the beautiful clear sky, is intensifying in her eyes, surpassing trillions of stars.

"Master, take a look, the girl you picked up is very happy, if you shoot her, then today...hehehe, you will gain a lot."

Suddenly, the god of soap bubbles carried out its usual style, quietly appearing from the night.

Its existence violates all laws, no matter how vigorous the bonfire at Xia Xun’s point is, the flickering light can’t reach this black and white soap bubble, it is independent of everything, only guarding its own black and white, light and floating existence Xia Xun hovered around.

What it says is more annoying than its very existence.

Xia Xun was gritting his teeth to move the equatorial mount. It was really heavy and troublesome to assemble. He was so frightened by the God of Soap Bubbles that he almost smashed his own foot.Slowly put down the thing at hand, put it together with the pile of expensive astronomical equipment, and after making sure there were no accidents—Xia Xun glared at the uninvited Creator.

"I don't shoot."

"But, look, there it is! How beautiful!"

The creator moved his body, and following its swaying guidance, Xia Xun saw the two shining blue grains in the car behind him.It's one of God's lost colors, but at least for now, it's Sleeping Feather's.

Of course, Xia Xun knew that her boss was so ecstatic and exposed the color so unpreparedly that she could easily capture it by taking a random photo with her mobile phone... This is the meaning of her life, she knows it very well .

But Xia Xun shook his head.

It seems plain, but with firm eyes hidden, he turned to the god of soap bubbles.

She rejected the Creator's proposal—

"I am a photographer with professional ethics. I will make an appointment with a model first, and I will take a good photo of it. I will not think about other things."

Like hooking shoulders with a buddy, Xia Xun's elbow rested on the main mirror of the thick and heavy astronomical telescope, and that was her answer.If possible, Xia Xun would not want to take away Mian Yu's color... To a god, it is a lost property, but to an ordinary human being, it is the only way for her to become extraordinary.

Instead of talking about this topic with the God of Soap Bubbles, Xia Xun picked up the wires that were coiled like a nest of snakes in the grass, and silently connected them to the power supply equipment. The 12V battery, just such a thing, is more bulky and heavy than the whole set of equipment for ordinary portrait photography.

And this is just a small part of astronomical deep space photography.

Xia Xun put the laptop on the table, and connected the required equipment for data.She raised her head and looked leisurely at the declination coordinate point in the starry night, the red was there.It can be observed with the naked eye, and the distance... If the god of soap bubbles agrees with her, there is no problem.

Therefore, among Xia Xun's pile of equipment, one finder scope can be exempted.

You only need to use the guide mirror hanging on the main mirror to make corrections.

Unfortunately, this is just a small step in simplifying it.

"What a fucking trouble..."

Xia Xun grumbled, then groped out the data cable of the equatorial mount from the grass, and then turned the nine-pin port to connect it to the required hand control software.

Next, I have to face the computer, and the piles of English headers are as big as numb.If it is a commoner equatorial mount, the supporting control software is in Chinese, but the thing Xia Xun borrowed is still a bit high-end, so that it uses a lot of English terms throughout the text, and there is no Broken software for a human experience.

If it wasn't for the fact that I have made a lot of bad luck recently, and I was a travel photographer who traveled all over the world in my previous life, then this step alone would be enough to kill a person's pursuit of astrophotography.

Xia Xun adjusted other equipment.

Compared to consuming brain power, the observation main mirror, which is heavier than a sleeping feather, requires muscle strength to physically adjust, which can be said to be able to be played by people with both civil and military skills...

Fortunately, Xia Xun had a Creator who came by himself.

She coughed and temporarily put aside her many grievances and grievances with the God of Soap Bubbles.Xia Xun stood up slowly, while slapping the mosquitoes in the jungle that came to watch the beautiful girl, he stood in front of the pile of equipment.

"What are you doing?" The soap bubble god smelled conspiracy, because the photographer kept staring at him.

she moved—