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If she broke up repeatedly, it was the seventh time a year ago.Cheng Heng persuaded her, why can't you change it?As always, she contradicted Cheng Heng, saying how that was impossible.Cheng Heng smiled on the other end of the phone and said let's wait and see.

"Drinking like this early in the morning, are you divorced or unemployed?" She didn't turn her head, and said loudly on purpose, diners all looked sideways, and Zhang Zimo, who was standing at the stall waiting for rice noodles, looked at Chi Hui's back with drunken eyes, looking like a hooligan, There came a sentence: "The painting is like this early in the morning, are you broken in love or insomnia?"

Chi Hui was about to stop his pursuit, and felt that the other party's tone was okay, but Zhang Zimo took his rice and walked aside, saying, "Eat powder or lipstick..."

Chi Hui felt that his self-cultivation was really good, after all, he didn't look back and finished his meal quietly.

On the way back out of the store and turning right, she glanced at Zhang Zimo, who was also looking at her, with a playful and mocking smile on his face.Chi Hui quickened his pace and left.On the way, I thought about why I didn't lose my temper, probably because I had lost love and suffered from insomnia.

That month, Wei Yang and Cheng Heng drove her around the green mountains and green waters, looking at the costumes, embroidery, and buildings of the local ethnic minorities. When she was woken up by the bustling bridal procession, she looked at Cheng Heng and Wei Yang, who had taken the time to watch carefully, and realized that she still couldn't hide here.It's beautiful here, simple and natural, but it's not a place for her to wave.Cheng Heng also said to her, I asked you to rest because I want to add something else to your thinking, but in the end you have to get rid of your current predicament—in terms of creation alone—you have to eat it yourself, Absorb, decompose and grow new texture by itself.

Chi Hui was very unhappy when she was woken up, she always had a big temper in small places, so she woke up the next morning still angry about getting up.Who would have thought that a three-person car drove out of the stockade, saw a vast scenery of a mountain top within a few miles, and was stopping the car to enjoy a moment of peace, when Chi Hui saw Zhang Zimo on a very steep cliff rock at the bottom on the right hand.For some reason, she could never forget that curly brown hair.

Chi Hui was wondering if these photographers are not afraid of death, Zhang Zimo found her again, she was not wearing sunglasses, but Zhang Zimo was wearing a pair of glasses, in order to see the scenery and the colors, he opened his eyes wide, but Very good.

"Yo!" Before she could figure out how to get away, Zhang Zimo said again, "I can see you everywhere, so there is no place to show your red lips today?" She glanced at her, and then continued to bury her head her camera.Chi Hui recognized Zhang Zimo's old Hasselblad 500 in his hand. She was also highly sensitive to light, shadow and color, and she folded her hands and said, "It's hard for you to come here to shoot. If you know it, you're stupid if you don't know it." I thought you were weak in color.” Indeed, in cloudy weather, with a layer of green mountains that are not clear, in addition to the vast field of vision, if it is not handled well, it will become a boring scenery.

"No, I don't see color in my eyes, I only shoot black and white." Zhang Zimo didn't look at it, "I'm not like you vulgar people who go out with heavy makeup on every now and then."

Chi Hui's eyes widened, and his hands began to clenched.Cheng Heng seemed to recognize Zhang Zimo—even though Zhang Zimo didn't know them—and when he saw this, he pulled Chi Hui into the car and left.Chi Hui was as angry as the frightened Mrs. Puff in "SpongeBob SquarePants", Cheng Heng took a lot of effort to stuff her into the car - she can accept all other words, except that she cannot accept being called vulgar .

I'm vulgar? !You know what a fart you dare to call me vulgar? !I'm fucking pissed off! !

Cheng Heng was about to put her on the back seat, and when the car started to leave, she saw Zhang Zimo still standing there, and even glanced at their car, with that unforgettable smirk, she burst into tears. Shout: "Don't let me see you again!!"

Until she left half a month later, Cheng Heng felt it was funny, "Why do you say you lost your temper with someone you never knew?" Chi Hui didn't understand himself, "Just treat me as someone I haven't met in a long time. Someone who is against me." Then he complained about Zhang Zimo like a machine gun, swearing for a while, and finally concluded that "I never want to see such an annoying bastard who can argue with you at any time, and won't leave after the argument".Cheng Heng knew that she was a match in chess, so he was embarrassed to tell her that Zhang Zimo, as a photographer, would definitely meet her again.

When Chi Hui returned to Beijing, he suddenly had a strange feeling of adaptation and disadaptation to the extremely bustling, crowded and hurried big city.All the likes and dislikes are all crowded together, like there are a few peas under every comforting post. Although she is not the princess and the pea, she can really feel the existence of those peas.So she immediately conceived a new painting theme.There are big city people in a hurry in every pair of green mountains and green waters.Against the green background of the mountains are unrecognizable professionals in silver-gray professional attire, a woman in fresh clothes standing by the river as if waiting for the subway, and standing in a circle on the empty threshing floor are people who have nothing to do with each other. Communicating with backpack code farmers who are looking at their mobile phones, sitting by the well is a beautiful woman with wavy red lips...

After painting a copy and hanging it in the gallery, people gradually began to be amazed by the changes she had made this trip.It has been half a year after finishing the four paintings, and the extremely high-intensity creation made her exhausted, even though it was inspiration rather than physical strength that was burning, she wanted to take a break.Some people say that you don't like to look at black and white photos?There is an exhibition there recently, do you want to go with me?She asked who it was, and they said it seemed to be Zhang Zimo, "He also went to many places to collect music like you, and then suddenly exploded when he came back. Let's go!"

she went.I had a great time walking with my friends, and the scenery became more and more familiar to me, until she finally saw her photo, and she regretted it.She doesn't dislike seeing photos of herself at photography exhibitions, and it's not that she hasn't been photographed before, but in the photos she looks dazed and bewildered, like a girl in her early twenties who has been photographed by someone. Seeing myself like this is like being bumped into myself by someone.

After watching this journey, she actually likes Zhang Zimo's works more and more.I like Zhang Zimo's keen ability to capture, and the sharpness of her lens - no matter what the person leaves her on the surface, she can use the lens to penetrate that person's defenses in an instant and reach directly. heart.People are like this, they like to see other people's true colors, but they don't like to be exposed.

But at the end, the finale is herself, dressed in bohemian style, sitting at the table of a dirty breakfast shop, looking up defenselessly, she was caught and hit directly when she was defenseless, She saw it thoroughly.Zhang Zimo also specially kept the big red lips, which were the only bright colors in the entire film festival.Even so, she still felt that she was penetrated by Zhang Zimo's lens, as if she had been fucked.

She was too smart and sensitive, Chi Hui was unprepared for that moment, she attacked directly, not giving Chi Hui a chance to put on the armor.

The friend looked at the painting, then looked at Chi Hui next to him, "I said you were a little girl, but you didn't admit it. Now, under this kind of forensic scalpel-like lens, you can't help but deny it." "You , " Chi Hui wanted to reply, but behind him came a voice that he had heard a few times but could not forget.

"Yo, you're here." Zhang Zimo still had brown messy hair and glasses, with the same provocative accent as before, "Miss Chi Hui, the painter." These words were a bit polite, and Chi Hui turned around He came forward and stood with arms folded, "Yeah, if I didn't come, how would I know that I told you not to infringe on my portrait rights? You haven't repented yet." "Oh? Do you mind? I'm planning to invite you again on the last day of the exhibition Let’s see, I didn’t expect you to come by yourself earlier.” “You still want to invite me?” “Yes,” Zhang Zimo stepped past the two of them, took down the photo, and admired it carefully, “Otherwise, everyone wouldn’t know who it was, how much It's a pity, after all, at my Zhang Zimo's film festival, I was the person who took the finale photo." Chi Hui didn't know how his nameless karma had started, but Zhang Zimo held the photo and looked left and right, not afraid of the onlookers Eyes, "I want my viewers to see things in these photos that they wouldn't normally see. Like, "

"Alberto Giacometti." Chi waved, sincerely trying to get ahead of Zhang Zimo. In her own eyes, it was a way to rob Zhang Zimo, lest this guy say famous quotes without acknowledging the source, which would be attractive to Zhang Zimo. .She fully thought that Zhang Zimo would say something nasty again—although this kind of thinking is naive and stupid—so that she can leave completely. Now that she knows who she is, it is better to avoid it in the future up.Unexpectedly, Zhang Zimo looked at her with a smile, his eyes were gentler than usual and projected through the few strands of curly hair on his forehead. Chi Hui saw that they were a pair of pale eyes among Asians, and she guessed that Zhang Zimo might be It's mixed race.

"Yes, Giacometti. Visitors will see all kinds of different people, show the soul frankly, examine the soul, I think this is also a kind of compassion, especially after seeing it, they still tolerate, accept, even pity and admire " Zhang Zimo walked up to her and handed her the photo, "I will end with the beauty that still exists after stripping off all the coats, and today I will return it to its original owner and return it to the beauty itself."

She acted unexpectedly as a gentleman, and Chi Hui didn't know what to do for a while—a little flattered and a little annoyed, after all, Zhang Zimo sharply stripped off the coat she was wearing, and put her in such a situation.Friends standing aside with a smile, onlookers