Because the popularity of "Most Photography" is high, the integrity program has just ended, and the voting time has begun, the public's attention is still very high, and it has reached the top 20 hot searches.
It can be said that this is the most popular photography competition.
But the one who is as popular as the show is actually the junior boy. Although he has not appeared in front of the public for a long time, everyone still has a very deep impression on him. It can be said that when everyone thinks of this show, they think of the junior boy.
In fact, it's not just fans who are looking for photos taken by young students, many people are also looking for them.
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In country m, inside an art studio.
"Don't look for it, just this one, this one, this one... Yes, these ten photos were definitely taken by Chen Mo, not my name written backwards. He has been working in my photo studio for so many years, and I am very impressed with his shooting style.
It couldn’t be more familiar.”
"Why? How is it possible! Chen, are you lying to me? I saw Chen Mo's works in the competition held in country z half a year ago, and I copied them all. The style on his YouTube is extremely obvious
I have also watched the extreme sports videos he shot many times, and his style is obviously very wild, with great camera tension and a wide angle of view. How could it be these pictures?!"
Jon Medici said in an exaggerated tone, but he seemed to be a little frightened and in complete disbelief.
Fu Chen was too lazy to pay attention to anyone. He took out the fragments of the glass mirror from the dustpan in his hand, dipped it in glue and used it to shape the human shape that had been peeled off, and pasted it on the rubber work. He said in a calm and somewhat impatient tone:
"Ai Xin Xin, believe it or not, you can make your own choice. This is how he feels when he shoots landscapes. There is nothing unexpected, it comes from his heart. The child's character is very gentle in his heart. Okay? Don't delay my work, don't
I'm looking for excuses. You always find Chen Mo's reasons to come to me. Are you annoyed? Just leave quickly. Don't step forward and crush my works. I'm not done with you. Just walk around and I'll be fine if I touch you.
Unlucky."
"Oh, Chen, I'm so sad when you say that. You know I'm here just for you. We haven't seen each other for many years. Since what happened that year, you have been avoiding me and letting me
I couldn't find you. Until recently I learned from the art circle that you came to country m a few months ago, and I kept looking for a place and rushed over."
Fu Chen crushed the glass shards in his hand with a click. The shards of the lens scratched his fingers. Blood immediately flowed out from between his fingers. It dripped onto the figure he made of the glass shards, and blood spattered on the broken pieces.
On the lens, it quickly slid down the smooth lens into the gap. Fu Chen didn't care about the pain, but he couldn't help but frown when he saw that his work was dirty.
The man, who is 1.9 meters tall, is still wearing heavy makeup and flaming red lips as before. He is dressed in a very feminine way. However, when facing the man not far away, he does not
He showed a little bit of gentleness and affectation in front of Chen Mo. At this time, his cold face still made him feel very alienated.
"roll."
Fu Chen restrained himself for a long time, and finally just said hello.
"Chen, don't be like this..."
"What if I don't do this? Will I continue to be with you? And then be hacked to death in revenge? You'd better pray that you came to my place during this time and were not discovered by those people. It wasn't Chen Mo who happened to save me.
I am completely ruined now."
While cleaning the fragments in his hands, Fu Chen raised his hand to stop the silk scarf handed over by Jon Medici, took out his handkerchief from his work clothes, and rubbed it on the wound to stop the bleeding.
"I hope you remember, Jon, we are in the past tense. The only connection we have now is that we both know Chen Mo. There is no other connection, and I don't want to have any other connection."
"Jon, do you know the name of this work?" Fu Chen gently put his hand on his work and stroked it, "I call it "Broken Mirror", which not only represents everyone's broken self, but also represents
People who have experienced something and been broken can never recover to the original state."
Jon Medici opened his mouth. The restraint in his bones prevented him from doing anything too outrageous, but his eyes still sadly fell on Fu Chen. He really liked Fu Chen. No matter how long it took to see him again, he would still
I will be touched by Fu Chen countless times. Looking at Fu Chen and the art works around him, I can't suppress the love and obsession deep in my eyes. I have sighed countless times that Fu Chen is really an amazing genius in the field of art.
The man stands in a dark environment, surrounded by walls composed of slightly larger mirrors. Two broken people of human height are currently being inspired by the internal device. The broken figures through the mirror
The gap exudes a faint blue light. Under the light source, in the surrounding space paved with broken mirrors, countless blue broken people are reflected in the mirror. The strong spiritual atmosphere becomes a space of its own.
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Let people know what he wants to convey at a glance. Everyone sees something different, but everyone can get something from his works.
Fu Chen was still as talented as when they went to school together on Rhode Island, and everyone was amazed by his talent. Many people were attracted to him at the beginning, including himself. Jon sighed, indeed, he had delayed him for many years, and he was
Not long after they got together, something like that happened. Fu Chen disappeared from the art field for nearly three years. You must know that when he graduated from school, he was a talented artist sought after by countless art collection fields. Because of him, he almost
Just disappeared from the art world...
"Although it is hypocritical to say this, I am really grateful to that boy Chen Mo for saving you. I am very, very grateful..." I am really, very grateful. If it weren't for Chen Mo, maybe he would never see Fu Chen again."
I'm sorry for what happened back then... Even if I apologize countless times now, I can't make you forgive what happened back then.
Fu Chen, please don't drive me away, okay? I won't have such thoughts again. You can't treat me as a lover, and I don't expect you to treat me as a friend again. But I only hope that you can give me
Give me a chance, I like your works very much, please give me a chance to appreciate your works by your side... You know that I am in the art collection industry now, you can't completely shut me out."
Jon Medici fell behind, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time. In the quiet atmosphere, only the blue light of the installation flickered. After an unknown amount of time, Fu Chen spoke.
"Send me the link."
"Ah?" Jon couldn't suppress his sadness at first, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked at Fu Chen.
"Send me the link to Chen Mo's competition. Isn't it the competition is about to end? I'll give him a vote too."
"Ah! Okay, I'll send it to you right now!"
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Z University in City A, which is Communication University. Jiang Yu had just followed Cui Hao to visit the School of Fine Arts of their school. The two of them turned a corner after leaving the school gate and were sitting in a cafe, ordering a cup of coffee and chatting.
"Is the environment okay? Although it is not as modern as your school, it is more antique and has a strong cultural atmosphere. How about it? Are you considering taking the postgraduate entrance examination at our school?"
"Let me think about it again. What about you? Do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination at this school?"
"Well, originally I wanted to go to Y-Mei, but I was offered graduate school guarantee here, so I didn't want to leave. From what you say, do you have any other schools you would like to consider?"
"Hey, I can't hide it from you. I actually want to try out at A University."
"The cultural courses required to recruit graduate students in University A are too high, and the imaging major is not the strongest, and the price/performance ratio is not high. And have you passed CET-6... No!" Cui Hao suddenly thought of something when he said this.
He patted his thigh and said, "You're not going here for Chen Mo, are you? Good guy, it's true!"
"Chen Mo is really conscientious and conscientious. He has really contributed to their school's enrollment. The scope is not limited to candidates who applied for the exam. This will directly attract guests from other schools in the program team to him." Cui Hao twitched.
The corner of his mouth said.
"I want to see what kind of school has produced people like Chen Mo. I want to see if University A is like the legend. The students have very strong overall abilities. I will go and improve myself."
"You're overthinking it. He's the only pervert like Chen Mo, and it's not because of the school at all. Hey, I've finally seen it clearly. Have you become his fanboy?"
"Hahaha, he saved me then~ I almost stepped through a hole in the ice and fell into the water. He was the first to remind me. If it hadn't been for that reminder, if I had fallen into the water and not been frozen to death, I would have seen those corpses
It will definitely leave a lifelong psychological shadow.”
"Is this why you chose University A?"
Cui Hao was so angry that his good friend, whom he thought was most compatible with his philosophy in photography, was actually abducted by Chen Mo like this?! Thanks to him, he went out of his way to pick up Jiang Yu and accompany him for so long.
, Crazy Amway’s own school, but it turned out that this guy’s soul had been taken away by Chen Mo before he knew it.
"Oh, don't be angry. Even if I try, I may not pass. Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about voting. There is a lot of discussion on the Internet right now. Who did you vote for?"
"I don't know who took the photo, and who else could I vote for? It must have all been voted for myself. I'm not the person who likes my own work the most. Do I still expect others to like my work?"
"I know, me too, but don't you still have extra votes? Who else did you vote for?"
"I don't know, I found a few that I liked and voted for them. I also saw two that seemed to have a similar style to yours, so I voted for them twice."
"Didn't you vote for Chen Mo?"
Cui Hao gritted his teeth. If he had known what happened today, he would not have given the ticket to Chen Mo.
"Forget it, Brother Hao, please help me see which of these belong to Chen Mo? I'm not sure. None of my extra votes are useless. I'm just waiting to vote for Chen Mo."
Cui Hao:……
Give me an oxygen bottle, he's a bit hypoxic right now.
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In a certain studio, Ying Hong was also scrolling through her mobile phone.
"Sister Hong, are you okay? There are still a few more to come to you."
"Okay, come right away."
"Sister Hong, wait a minute, I'll help you touch up your eyeshadow."
"good."
The stylist seemed to notice the page on Yinghong’s phone and said with a smile:
"Sister Hong, are you also following the show "Most Photography"? I remember when this show was first launched, it was filmed in the same place as us. I didn't expect that this small program team, which I thought was unknown at the beginning, suddenly became popular."
"Yes." Yinghong smiled.
"Take a look for me. Do you think these pictures were taken by Chen Mo?"
"Sister Hong, do you also like your junior brother?"
"Hahaha, um, please give me some advice."
"Okay, let me take a look."
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There are constant discussions about "The Most Photography". Although Chen Mo really wants this competition to be absolutely fair, it is a pity that after a person becomes famous, people's love will be biased and their works will be blessed.
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Although many people don't know which works were taken by Chen Mo due to their anonymity, they can't stop them from comparing and guessing one by one.
Some people even frantically replayed the cuts about Chen Mo in "The Most Photography" to find out where Chen Mo had been and when and under what kind of light he raised his camera to take photos.
Even if many people guessed wrong, there are still many people who got it right. There are many people who like his works because they feel good-looking and are touched. There are also people who voted for him, but most of them like him more than others.
People who admired his works were overwhelmed.
When the final results were announced, Chen Mo's work was undoubtedly the first in the number of votes, and it can be said to be the first in the gap.
Zeshen and his program team wanted to contact Chen Mo to discuss receiving the award because they were going to award it, but they found that they couldn't get in touch with Chen Mo. They didn't give up, and they contacted him for several days without being able to contact anyone.
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This has to start from the day Chen Mo got off the plane.
After Chen Mo got off the plane that day, he saw a car parked on the airport lawn.
He didn't pay much attention at the time and walked off the plane with the passengers. He felt someone's eyes on him over there.
After he walked down the gangway, someone came over. A young man in casual clothes, but standing upright and unable to hide his energy, came over and greeted him with a smile.
"Are you Mr. Chen Mo?"
"Well, it's me."
"That's good, we are here to pick you up..."
He didn't even enter the waiting room. Chen Mo originally wanted to go back to University A, put his luggage away, and then take a taxi to the laboratory according to the address. Unexpectedly, he was picked up as soon as he got off the plane.
Seemingly noticing that Chen Mo was confused, the short-haired driver smiled and said:
"It might be a bit troublesome for you to take a taxi there. We will send it to you directly."
The driver was actually familiar to Chen Mo. He had returned from Country M to receive his award, and it was the same person who had sent him back to University A from the airport.
Chen Mo nodded helplessly when he heard this. He also understood that maybe he had thought too simply before. In special times and special treatment, taxis may not be able to locate some places and there is no way to drive in.