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Chapter 352 "Dunhuang: A Story of Thousand Years of Love" Photography Exhibition(1/2)

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Chen Xing actually wanted to praise them for how well they speak English. After all, praise is good for teaching, and everyone likes nice words.

But one person really thought about this problem.

"I think it's a problem with the movies. When we import British and American movies, they don't have dubbing or subtitles. If you watch such movies a few times, you will naturally speak English better."

"No subtitles?" Chen Xing asked doubtfully. "What if I can't understand if there are no subtitles?"

The man spread his hands and said, "Then don't watch."

"Jonah is right. If you didn't mention this problem, I really didn't realize that old British and American movies don't have subtitles. Tsk, although I don't watch their movies very much and they don't have much meaning, but I liked them very much when I was young.

Superhero, my English was already very good at that time."

"I think it's quite interesting." Someone else said.

In Europe, most countries are not optimistic about old and American movies and TV series, but Sweden is an exception. Young people here like to watch old and American movies, and even Chinese movies and TV series are rarely hindered from being broadcast in Sweden.

But this requires subtitles, otherwise Swedes will definitely not understand.

After chatting about movies for a long time and then about Chinese Kung Fu, two hours have passed. The lively atmosphere in the bar has lessened. After all, the football match is over. Most people gather together to drink and chat. Chen Xing and his small group also

Some people came over one after another.

After all, it’s rare to see Asians in this bar.

It’s interesting to hear Chen Xing talk about what China is like now.

I don’t know how I ended up in the League of Legends game in the end. After all, this year’s S-tournament is about to be held in Iceland, not far from here, and some people even bought tickets here.

"I have a total of six tickets, and there are three more. Do any of you want to go?"

"If I don't have time, it would be great to invite my family to go hiking and enjoy the scenery when I have time. I haven't played this game for many years."

“I don’t have that much time to see it.”

"What kind of ticket is it?" Chen Xing was a little moved.

"In the finals, although I don’t know who will play with whom, I hope to see g2 this year, but I think it will be very difficult even if they can reach the finals. On the contrary, your country’s e-sports strength is very strong, Chen, otherwise

Shall I give you a ticket? Do you play this game?"

"Let's play, I am the king of the Chinese server."

Everyone looked at Chen Xing at once.

There are about ten people in this group, the younger ones are less than 20 years old and look like high school students, and the oldest one is no more than 28 years old. League of Legends is a game that is impossible to skip in Northern Europe.

Multi-Tower 2 is completely incomparable, so you naturally know the value of the King.

Young people, if you say that your monthly income is tens of thousands of euros and you got an offer from a big company right after graduation, they will be envious and jealous.

But if you want to say that you play the game well and win the championship in League of Legends, then it will be more of an admiration.

In the end, I didn’t drink much, but I was bragging a lot.

Although what Chen Xing said is not false, he has tortured professional players by playing games, had close contact with leopards, climbed snow-capped mountains, traveled and written books...

For a twenty-year-old person, if he can do one of these things, he is already the center of attention, not to mention that Chen Xing has done it all.

Toward the early hours of the morning, a group of drunken people came out of the bar arm in arm. Nathan pulled Chen Xing and was about to walk towards his car, but Chen Xing, who suddenly woke up, grabbed him.

"Leave the car here, let's take the car back?"

"What are you afraid of? We have a driver!"

Chen Xing broke out in a cold sweat just now. He wondered if the Swedes were so big-hearted. They dared to drive after drinking all night. He took it back when he heard that he had a driver, and said with a silly smile:

"That's okay."

"Haha!"

"Chen, maybe Nathan is more afraid of drinking and driving than you are."

"Yes, you will go to jail if you are caught."

Chen Xing here in Northern Europe knows that it is difficult to get a driver's license, and it turns out that drunk driving can lead to jail time.

Increased knowledge.

The driver has been waiting in front of the car for a long time.

When he returned to the hotel, Chen Xing didn't even take a shower. He took off his clothes and went straight to bed. Although everything he drank today was beer, he drank it for several hours. The beer he drank was more than the water Chen Xing drank in a month.

More than that. If he can stay sober, it means that his drinking ability in the past two years has not been in vain.

He wouldn't have dared to drink so much when he was a student.

………………

Early morning, Fabre Museum, Montpellier, France.

Seth put the phone to his ear and frowned.

Didn’t I tell him not to turn off his phone when there was a work exhibition today? Why didn’t he answer the phone?

Oh, you don’t turn off the phone, but you don’t answer it, right?

He is very annoyed now, but he also knows that Chen Xing is not such a person, so he probably...he won't get out of bed to get angry, right?

He put down his cell phone and said to a group of people in front of him who were waiting to see Chen Xing:

"Maybe the photographer was busy with other things and didn't hear my call for the time being. After all, as you all know, it only took Chen Xing one month to collect the works needed for a photography exhibition during the competition. He was busy.

I'm scared when I see you getting up for work."

"It's okay~!"

"Artists are all like this, maybe they have discovered new inspiration."

"Okay, let's take a good look at Chen's new work."

Seth smiled and invited them into the museum. An exhibition hall of the Fabre Museum had been completely emptied last night. Only 28 works of Chen Xing were displayed in the more than 300 square meters of space. The giant poster at the door was covered with ink.

The stylized Chinese and French characters read - Dunhuang: A Story of Thousand Years of Love.

The original plan was for Chen Xing to make an online video with him, project it on the big screen, and let Chen Xing say a blessing or something.

This photography exhibition has cost so much money, and you don’t have enough photographers, so you have to create a video, right?

But who knows that the chain will fall off at the critical moment.

After all the people who were waiting to see Chen Xing entered the hall, Seth gritted his teeth and dialed Chen Xing's number again.

The miracle did not happen. There was still only a voice message on the phone indicating that the person did not answer the phone.

"Damn it!"

Seth cursed again.

Montpellier, this city is not as well-known as Paris, but it is by no means unknown. Its rise can actually refer to the appearance of the Chinese mountain city ten years ago and now. It is an idol city in the minds of young French people, and its permanent population continues to grow.

.

Today, the city here is ranked seventh in France, but it does not mean that it is ranked seventh in popularity.

Renting an exhibition hall in such a city's best museum is definitely not something you can do if you have money. What people value is Chen Xing's influence among young photography enthusiasts, hoping to attract more people to pay attention to their museum.

.

The result is great, you didn’t even answer the phone!

Seth walked into the exhibition hall muttering unhappy sentences such as giving Chen Xing a little color sooner or later, and young people not being sensible without being beaten, etc., and then he was faced with a glorious scene, which illuminated his face.

Although the exhibition hall is a rectangle in one space, the arrangement of light and shadow is not even.

There are more than 20 works with two themes. Although there is only one model, they are divided into day and night.

During the day, the light used on this side of the work is golden. This kind of light is often used during church services. It is a special light that simulates the reflection of gold on the decoration. At night, the light gradually becomes lower, but under the frame of the photographic work, or

There are long strip lights placed on it.

Under the illumination of the lamp, the models' clothes become more dazzling, and the starry sky becomes more profound and charming.

"This style has never been photographed by Chen Xing before!"

"No, this should be regarded as a variation of his Chinese style photography. The language of photography is still that thick. He is using photography to express the richness of Chinese culture."

"I must go to China once in my life. These pictures are so beautiful."

"A work! A work!"

Exhibitors wanted to come up and touch the models to see if their clothes were flat, but how could it be as they wished? All the photography works in the exhibition hall were arranged at a viewing distance, even if they were all 2.5 meters tall.

Even a giant can't reach the front photo.

Seth walked along and looked at the excited guests, and his dissatisfaction with Chen Xing gradually dissipated.

Maybe he really has something going on?

As the guest said, as an artist, there are always times when inspiration breaks out. You can’t blame Chen Xing for not answering the phone at such times.

"I almost disturbed his creation, what a sin, what a sin!" Seth still regretted a little.
To be continued...
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