God's Palette

Turning around, Xia Xun came to the glass cabinet.This thing was sent by Ye Qianluo some time ago, and it was originally used to hold her pile of figurines, which seemed to be very expensive in itself - but Xia Xun found that those figurines were even more expensive.

In comparison, the value of the things in this glass cabinet has probably dropped... Looking at the pile of cameras in the cabinet, Xia Xun silently thought about these boring trifles.

In the few months since she was born, Xia Xun has bought a lot of lenses. She stands in front of the cabinet, looking at her collection with satisfaction.

These guys, with black or silver appearance, stand quietly in several rows of showcases from top to bottom—or, in other words, they are resting with their eyes closed.They are different from human eyes. Depending on the lens material, structure, and quantity, the world they observe is also different. This is also the charm of photography.

What the photographer has to do is to open their eyes and use them to rewrite this ordinary world.

"Master, although I feel that you are enjoying yourself right now, but..." the tone of the Creator, as if in the most high-end social occasion, reminded a gentleman who talked about his crotch with his zipper unzipped, "If you don't take pictures, Chaoyang will die." It's really gone."

"oh oh……"

Xia Xun looked at the time, awkwardly opened the cabinet, and hurriedly took out the equipment he wanted to use - A7R3 stand-alone.In addition, there is an air blower for dust removal.

"Master, you are getting old and confused." The Creator reminded again, "Doesn't it have a camera?"

Those mirror (lao) heads (po) who were waiting with closed eyes seemed to be bitter because Xia Xun hadn't turned over their cards, and even entrusted the Creator with a message.But Xia Xun still didn't reach out to take any one away, just nodded casually, and closed the cabinet.

She walked through the living room with the camera, and on the way, hurriedly put on a random coat hanging on the back of the sofa, and then took the keys and went out.The place to go is not somewhere that can only be reached by car, but a place that can be reached by taking only a few steps.

rooftop.

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When taking promotional photos for Leier before, Xia Xun and Mian Yu went to the residence of an outdated gourmet show, and the rooftop vegetable garden that he took good care of really left a deep impression on Mian Yu.After she came back, she used the power of money and connections to save the right to use the rooftop.

And the resident below the roof is herself, so no one dares to object at all.

After being guided by Xia Xun, this girl who has stayed at home for many years also began to want to touch the beauty of the world.She plans to use the roof to plant a beautiful flower, embellished with leaves and colorful colors, and build a small hanging garden, all painted white.

In the spring, she would sit on a white chair, surrounded by the courtyard, taste her home-grown scented tea, and at the same time overlook this prosperous metropolis—the key is to be with Xia Xun.

Mian Yu's plan has also made two big progresses: first, she obtained the key to the rooftop.Second, she bought 100 yuan of seeds from Taobao, and then searched the method of growing flowers on Baidu-then the plan went bankrupt because it was too troublesome.

But now, this key made Xia Xun very happy.

The door leading to the roof looks jerky because no one has used it for many years.It snapped into the door frame, and the wind refused.But Xia Xun was not to be outdone, took out the Creator in his pocket and slapped the door, and for some reason, the door obediently opened...

Then, the incoming light made the field of vision flicker, and the strong wind blowing was even more pleasant.

But when the eyes and brain adjusted the exposure compensation for the incoming light, Xia Xun was in the open scenery.

In the past, the residents of Xiahai City always walked surrounded by high-rise buildings, and the sky they saw was divided into blocks by them.Even though they have been used to all this for a long time, if they suddenly see the complete boundless sky, they will still be stunned.

Autumn clouds, cloudy and ambiguous blue, and comfortable coolness.

"So, you didn't take the camera..." The Creator obviously still cares about this matter.

Although Xia Xun is looking for a picture of pride when she is about to paint with ink, and the desire to create art is emerging in every cell, but she really didn't take the camera...

But Xia Xun responded by flicking the God of Soap Bubbles, and at the same time looked disgusted.

"Go, go, it's not that you can't take pictures without a camera."

Holding the camera, she strode across the unexpectedly wide rooftop, looking for a suitable camera position among the strange buildings and facilities.The sky is fickle, and the photographer's only response is to press the shutter—even without a lens, nothing changes.

After 2 minutes, she stopped at the edge of the roof.

There were no guardrails, and the tiles laid for aesthetics were very slippery, but Xia Xun still stood there—even if the strong wind seemed to blow her light body into the sky.

"Then you're going to pull out your phone?" Creator falls in the same position.

"No."

Xia Xun unscrewed the front cover of the camera and played with it in her hands. Under her feet were high-rise buildings that seemed to extend endlessly, and human beings as small and dense as ants kept coming and going, all of which made her very satisfied.

"Aren't you really free today, don't you need to manage aliens somewhere in the universe, or arrange soap operas somewhere on the earth? Why do you follow me all the time. I just want to take a few pictures freely, and I will be yelled at by you... "

"Then explain to me, or I'll arrange some soap operas for you."

This made Xia Xun look embarrassed. Apart from this pile of soap bubbles, his ability to arrange soap operas is top-notch. No wonder this world is so vulgar.She looked at the ever-changing sky and blew the dust off the photosensitive element.

"Photography of the sky is the most basic, you know. Everyone who gets a camera, suffering from nothing to take pictures, will always press the shutter many times on the beautiful sky... But no matter how you take pictures, this giant that surrounds the earth There will always be changes that will never be the same..."

Xia Xun set several parameters of the camera and continued.

"Although it's hard to describe, I think shooting the sky is a very passive and boring kind of photography. I always have to track its changes, but I can't catch up...even if I took a few extremely beautiful photos, but It will immediately change the scenery into another look, and it doesn't care about the beauty of being photographed by humans... because it can easily create a more beautiful one, and the photographer is just chasing this process in vain, so it is very passive."

Xia Xun also chased after it for a long time, but no matter how many beautiful skies he photographed, all he could feel was countless frustrations.After all, this is the defeat of the insignificant human beings against the "heaven" who ranks first among all things in the world.

No matter what lens you put on, what equipment you change, or go to any corner of the world, the feeling of defeat will never disappear.

In the end, she took off the lens as if giving up on herself.Let the photosensitive element that cannot image, cannot focus, and has nothing, face the sky without protection, and press the shutter that is absolutely impossible to image normally.

"Crack."

Just like what she is doing now - facing the ever-changing and never-ending curtain of the world.

Without the lens, all you get is a blur.

The photosensitive element tries to chase the light of the sun, and the spectral information that changes into color is analyzed by it.There is no lens representing the eye to clarify all this, and all you get with this kind of shutter is a blurry picture with nothing.

The Creator, who came to join in the fun, looked at the things on the camera screen and made an unexpected sound.

"Hey, I thought it was black."

But it is still a photo, ambiguous like flowing colors spread out layer by layer, and some faint brilliance is captured.Like the texture of butter spread on sliced ​​bread, the part near the sun is richly painted, but the rest is only a misty blue.