Chapter 650 Two photos in the darkroom(1/2)
The day after arriving in Kirov, Wei Ran left the hotel where he stayed early and drove a rented van to the door of Leva's camera store.
Ji Ma did not follow him this time. Although it was nearly a week before Ji Ma went to class, he was left behind by Gorman to capture the young man.
While waiting patiently, Leva left the camera shop with the Caucasian dog, which was as strong as a pig, and strolled along the river bank towards the upstream direction.
Wei Ran was not in a hurry to get out of the car, he simply put down the back of the seat and waited patiently for the other party to come back from walking the dog, then opened the door and said hello.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Leva asked with a smile.
"Just arrived," Wei Ranhun lied nonchalantly and followed the other person into the store.
I haven't seen him for just one night, but the shelves on both sides of the store are much empty. Instead, there is an old-fashioned wooden suitcase placed next to the counter.
"Take it to your car"
After Leva sent the Caucasus into the inner room, he handed the camera that Wei Ran sent for repair yesterday to Wei Ran, "Do you like to take pictures of people or landscapes?"
"It's mainly the people," Wei Ran picked up the heavy wooden suitcase and said vaguely as he walked out, "I'll also take some pictures of the scenery."
"Black and white?"
"right"
Hearing this, Leva directly picked up a canvas satchel on the counter and walked out while saying, "You will be responsible for my meals today, and you can only buy film from me for practice. Accordingly, I will
Teach you some tricks. Fair deal, right?"
“Really fair”
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already pushed the wooden box into the trunk of the van, and picked up a leather backpack camera bag and handed it to Leva, "This is a gift for you."
"What is it?" Leva asked curiously, but he was not in a hurry to take it. He just turned around and walked into the store again.
"A camera, of course, and the matching lens."
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, Leva had already put down the tripod he had just picked up. He curiously took the camera bag and put it on the counter. He opened the zipper and took out a nearly new champagne-colored camera with a wooden handle.
"This is Fuji TX-1"
Leva recognized the model of this camera at a glance, "Or you can call it Hasselblad Xpan. Victor, how much did you spend to buy it?"
"It's almost six hundred thousand rubles. This is a collector's inventory. According to him, it was only used once after buying it. Most of the rest of the time it was kept in the cupboard."
While Wei Ran responded, he put the tripod that the other party had just put down into the car. Since Teacher Dalia agreed for him to come to Leva to learn how to use the old camera, he bought this valuable camera from the Internet.
Prepare to take it as a gift.
"This is a good machine for taking pictures of landscapes." Leva fumbled for the battery and installed it, "Are you going to give it to me?"
"As long as you are willing to accept it, it is yours."
Wei Ranhun said nonchalantly, no matter what, this old guy is considered a friend of Teacher Dalia, so this gift is not expensive in his opinion.
"I have never received such an expensive gift"
Leva murmured to himself, took out two extra lenses from his bag and admired them, "I have wanted to get such a wide-format camera for a long time, Victor, you are really good at picking out gifts.
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"Just keep it if you like it," Wei Ran said with a smile, "I'm not interested in taking pictures of scenery."
"Wait until I put a box of movie reels in it and we'll leave."
As Leva spoke, he took out a plastic box from the counter, took out two rolls of film stingily, put one of them into the camera, and then changed another lens.
Waiting for the one-armed old man to put the camera around his neck, the two of them got into the car one after another.
"Where are we going next?" Wei Ran asked, having already started the car.
"Go to the train station. The scenery there is nice and you can see all kinds of people."
Leva raised his hand and pointed in the direction, "You can get there by driving along this road. Let's go there and shoot."
Wei Ran naturally had no objection, simply stepped on the accelerator and drove the car along this crack-covered road.
I don’t know if the expensive gift played a role. Throughout the morning, Leva not only carefully guided Weiran to try out the dozens of old-fashioned cameras placed in the wooden suitcase, but also taught him how to compose pictures.
, how to express the character's temperament, and even knowledge about what types of photos are more suitable for different cameras and different frame ratios.
Even during lunch, this old guy, who has unlimited enthusiasm for taking pictures but is extremely stingy about pressing the shutter, did not forget to let Wei Ran experience what it takes to take pictures indoors and outdoors, as well as in the sun and shade.
modification.
With the careful explanation in the morning, Wei Ran became more and more proficient in making connections by analogy in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, one of them took photos of passengers walking in or out of the train station, while the other was obsessed with taking pictures of the surrounding scenery. The only difference was that one was young and did not hesitate to press the shutter, while the other was older and more
Just cherish the limited negatives.
It wasn't until Leva used the camera given to him by Weilan to take a picture of the Kirov train station shrouded in the sunset. Then he ended the whole day of shooting, "Okay, we should go back, let's take pictures of today
All the photos were developed.”
"Are you going to wash it out today?" Wei Ran was stunned. He didn't expect that there would be such a thing.
“Pressing the shutter button is only half the job done at best.”
Kirov couldn't help but get into the van, "Of course, today we will only develop the ones you took with the Countess and your double reflex camera. The remaining films in the cameras haven't been used up yet."
, so there’s no need to rush out.”
Hearing this, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief and drove back to Leva's photo studio. Under the leadership of this old guy, he also came to the second floor of this camera shop for the first time.
Compared with the storefront, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room and even garage downstairs, there is a lot less smoke and smoke on the second floor.
In a living room that is about the same size as the store downstairs, the only furniture is a large table and a single bed.
The surrounding walls are covered with photo frames of various sizes. Some of the photos in these photo frames are of people and some of landscapes, but most of them are of the little girl named Yana whom I met yesterday, and most likely...
It was Leva photographed by Yana.
In Leva's lens, Yana is all innocent and cute. In the photos that Yana is suspected of taking, the one-armed old man plays a variety of images, from a grimace with a cat's beard to a child with a belt.
There are many pirates wearing black eye patches and iron-hook prosthetic hands.
"Are these taken by Yana?" Wei Ran asked with interest.
"right"
Leva raised his hand and pointed at a photo frame and said proudly, "That was the first photo Yana took of me. She was only four years old at that time. From then on, she came here to accompany me every week.
Zhou Ye would also take at least two photos of me."
Looking in the direction of the other person's finger, Wei Ran couldn't help but laugh. The photo was obviously overexposed and blurry due to poor focus, but even so, he could still barely recognize that the photo was of a Caucasus man holding a hand.
watt.
"She took this picture last week"
Leva took Wei Ran in another direction, pointed at the photo frame also hanging on the wall and showed off, "She will definitely be an excellent photographer in the future!"
"This little guy is really talented"
Wei Ran then praised, "This photo captures Leva's profile fishing by the river, the splash of water from the salmon lifted by the fishing line, the glistening saliva flowing from the corner of the squatting Caucasian's mouth and his slightly open mouth.
As well as the smile on Leva's face that was dyed golden by the sunset, they were all frozen in this childish photo.
"I'm going to take this photo to participate in a photography competition in Yana's name. I guess she will get a good result."
"Unless the judges are blind"
Wei Ran agreed sincerely, followed the other person to one of the rooms and asked curiously, "What do Yana's parents do?"
"They are all employees of the Repse Electric Locomotive Factory"
Leva turned on the lights in the room and said while closing the thick black blinds, "Okay, you can develop the photos yourself. You don't need my help?"
"No, I can do it myself"
Wei Ran responded, but did not rush to take action. Instead, he looked at the photos and maps hanging on the walls on both sides of the room.
"Street Fighting in Grozny"
Leva looked at the map hanging on the wall and explained in a calm tone, "That's where one of my arms was lost."
"131 Brigade?"
Wei Ran asked, pointing to the photo next to the map. In this photo, 11 Afghan soldiers wearing masks with only their eyes exposed on their faces were holding various weapons in their arms. Most of them
Soldiers, soldiers, all still hold burning cigarettes in their hands.
Behind them as the background is a BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle. On the side of this infantry fighting vehicle, the unique logo of the 131st Brigade is painted in white paint - a large square frame with a small square frame in the lower left corner.
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But the most important thing is that the man holding the SVD sniper rifle on the right side of the photo seems to be the young Leva.
"Yes, Brigade 131."
Leva responded dryly, took out various potions for developing photos from the cabinet, and then took out the film from the camera Weihan gave him and put it on the table, "I'll leave it all to you.
prepare for dinner."
Before he finished speaking, the old guy opened the door and left, obviously not intending to discuss this topic in depth.
To be continued...