God's Palette

As a teacher who guides newcomers, Xia Xun observes the nearby streets, trying to find subjects worthy of transfer among the crowded crowd.Everyone was covered in a faint blur, and the focus at infinity was not so precise, but their noise still came through.

People who have nothing to do, people who are driven by goals.

Men, women, rich, poor...

The majority of people who are accompanied by their mobile phones, and the few who hold their heads high.

It is not enough to hear how they tell their stories, but it is enough to see them.

"Brother Xun, has Miss Ye contacted you recently?"

"No." While looking for the target, Xia Xun answered Zhuanzhuan's question, "I greeted her after I came back from Hawaii, but she didn't say anything. I asked Xia—my sister, and she said it was Ye Qian Luo is enjoying his last freedom..."

"Ah... yes, that's right..."

Xia Xun's eyes were focused on the other side of the camera, so he didn't notice the sadness on Zhuan Zhuan's face.She has been playing clubs with Ye Qianluo for a long time, and she has always been very happy - mainly because she never has to worry about money, and she has gained a lot of good reputation in the two-dimensional circle.

She thought that this kind of good life would continue forever.

But now - Ye Qianluo is leaving.

Turn around and try to ask: "Brother Xun, do all of you wealthy daughters have that... life without a future?"

"Uh... not really, at least my elder sister has time to come to me. As for Miss Ye, she should study hard now. Even if she wants to fight for freedom one day in the future, she should study to enrich herself."

After listening to quite reasonable words, Zhuanzhuan became even more sad.

After thinking about it for a while, she plucked up the courage to ask, "What about you? Brother Xun." Although the time spent with Xia Xun was very short, Zhuan Zhuan liked her very, very much, and wanted to hone her skills with her, and then rubbed shoulders with her. Order a free trip and experience many happy things...

This question made Xia Xun stunned.

"Me? Me... I will fight for my freedom too."

"Grass, who is going to marry brother Xun in the future? Who did your family promise you to..." Zhuan Zhuan deviated from the general plot, she thought that maybe Xia Xun was also a victim of a wealthy marriage, So he flew into a rage.

"Hahaha, that's not true."

"Oh, I'm relieved."

Her anger dissipated, because Xia Xun's hearty and free laughter would never be uttered by a person who is bound by the future... For example, Ye Qianluo never did this.

Talking about this, Xia Xun just found a good target.

She poked at the turn on the left, pointed to the camera, and said, "Did you see the intersection? It's the intersection with a Family Mart and a Burger King next to it."

"Hmm! There's a flower shop next door, right?" Zhuanzhuan used her equipment to find what Xia Xun said, and she was about to ask a few more questions, but with her own eyes, she found what Xia Xun wanted to point out.

That is a person with a lot of stories - just looking at it is enough to understand this.He stood among the crowd, resigned and independent, bearing the gazes of everyone else, but he was unmoved. He just silently stopped at the first square of the sidewalk line, folded his hands and didn't know what to wait for.

All the passers-by, no matter how addicted to their mobile phones, would look at him inexplicably, and then frown in surprise.

There is just so much charm in his attire.

"Brother Xun, you... want me to observe that buddy?" She was very confused.

"Ah."

"Is this helpful for capturing the details of expressions?" She was extremely confused.

"Ah."

"But that man... has no expression... puts a cooking pot on his head... covers his head tightly..." Zhuanzhuan said inexplicably, "Why do you feel like he is crazy?"

As Zhuan Zhuan said, the street figure Xia Xun pointed out was the guy in a suit with a cooking pot on his head.He stands motionless like a knight at the busiest intersection where people come and go.

Apparently, being photographed by a large number of people.It may not be long before it will become a sand sculpture and spread everywhere... Of course, Xia Xun is no exception and pressed the shutter once. Whoever makes this guy stand there in this outfit must be ready to be photographed. Besides, many people also took pictures...

Zhuanzhuan tried to explain all this: "This is a big adventure, right? And then I lost...it's weird."

"How you understand it, you can even compose a plot for him-this is the meaning of observation. Then, according to the story described in your heart, turn him into the protagonist, and take photos of him with a sense of story..."

"What... what's the point of this?"

"Many people just press the shutter just to take pictures, not to interpret or shape anything. But if you have already thought about showing a story before taking the picture-pressing the shutter will become meaningful."

After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded one after another: "I understand a little bit."

Speaking of this, Xia Xun turned his eyes away from the viewfinder, rubbed his over-observed and sour eyes: "For example, in my opinion, this guy is not crazy, but an ordinary person...an ordinary person who wants to work hard."

"Uh?"

"He was a young salesman applying for a job, trying to make money on his own, so he wore a rented suit and went to the interview early in the morning - and he got picked on."

Xia Xun leaned against the fence, overlooking the expanded world, and then told the story he observed.

"The interviewer thinks that new salesmen are very clumsy, and they can't even throw away their self-esteem and shame, and there is no way to stalk them to make a deal... So they asked the interviewer to hone their shame—— this scene."

After the voice fell, Xia Xun turned on the phone screen and showed it to Zhuanzhuan with curious eyes.

She just pressed the shutter just once, and she has already created a photo with a lot of depth.From Zhuanzhuan's point of view, it fits so well with the story Xia Xun described, and it can even become evidence, making all the speculations that Xia Xun just casually said become facts themselves.

This time, Zhuan Zhuan really understood what Xia Xun wanted to teach him.

Chapter 260: Doing Post-production

"I understand, everything depends on making up."

Zhuanzhuan blurted out, this is what she realized.What Xia Xun taught himself was not some difficult and obscure unique secrets, nor was it the basic skills from the audacious to the simple, but something that was close to the times.