The rare bright sunshine enveloped the entire city of London, adding a bit of vitality to this ancient city. The Houses of Parliament on the Thames, Big Ben and the London Eye and Millennium Bridge have formed a sharp historical contrast, giving people a heavy feeling and a brisk freshness at the same time.
With a click, the London Eye in the sunlight was frozen in the picture. After looking at the photo in the lens carefully, the girl shrugged helplessly: "It's a pity, the sun is a little stronger, maybe a different angle is more suitable?"
But she soon became optimistic again: "It seems that if I don't sing or make movies in the future, I can try to be a photographer or something."
If you observe carefully for a long time, you will find that there are always a few people standing beside her in twos and threes. Although some of them seem to be talking about business in suits and leather shoes, some are dressed as tourists with cameras and backpacks on their backs. The face has never changed.
Of course, no one is so boring. So unless you are a very familiar person, you will never see this person standing on the river bank mixing black and white long and short sleeved T-shirts, wearing light gray jeans and blue and white canvas shoes, but wearing a pink and white lotus leaf hat, With a long black curly and a pair of delicate glasses on the bridge of the nose, the girl holding the camera to shoot everywhere will be the famous Hollywood Miss Angel!
It took Angela a whole month to travel from Sydney to Hokkaido to Xi'an to Siem Reap, Hyderabad, Dubai and other places before returning to Europe, but most of the time it was just a short walk. After all, she just wanted to change her environment to improve her mood.
Although nothing major happened along the way, there were a lot of small problems. For example, when I was in Xi'an, I was walking around the streets with little makeup because of the difference in appearance, but I was recognized by sharp-eyed fans. Fortunately, the other party was more polite and only asked for autographs and group photos, and I didn't appear to be chased a few streets. Case.
In addition, when I visited Angkor Kiln in Siem Reap, I was dragged by the locals to ask for a tip, and I couldn't get away with one or two dollars; The English set is almost. At this time, the bodyguards who followed behind would take the initiative to drive these people away, and then looked at their boss with innocent expressions.
Although Angela has repeatedly emphasized that she does not want them to disturb her travel, she can only helplessly spread her hands in the face of this situation. After all, the bodyguards have the right to make their own judgments based on the observed situation. So later, as these things increased, after the bodyguards gave up long-distance tracking and surrounded her in a circle, she chose to default without saying anything.
However, there are still some gains along the way. For example, the camera was originally an accessory, and it was initially thrown in the corner of the suitcase without touching it. But as the journey went on, Angela, who occasionally photographed, became interested in photography, so she bought some photography books and practiced while traveling. The director's photography and photography are the same in many aspects, so she quickly mastered the skills and took a lot of beautiful landscape photos along the way. Although they can only be regarded as second-rate works, they are also very beautiful.
"Hey, ma'am, can you please watch?" Angela stepped back and wanted to take another shot of the London Eye from another angle, but she bumped into someone just a few steps back.
"Oh, I'm very sorry. I was looking for angles and didn't notice there were people." Angela turned her head and said apologetically, she bumped into a young man in his twenties and thirties with short brown hair. The facial features are also very correct. He looks very energetic and energetic, and what is even more rare is that he also holds a camera in his hand. Not a DV or digital camera that combines video and photography, but a more professional film camera - looks like a Nikon and a Konica.
The other party also noticed the Leica MP in Anji's hand at this time, and his dissatisfied expression suddenly turned into surprise.
"You are also a photography enthusiast?" He suddenly became interested.
"Well... Well, I just started learning." Angela replied after thinking about it.
"Have you used such a good camera when you first started learning?" The other party looked at the camera in her hand with some envy, and asked sarcastically, and immediately changed the subject: "Are you shooting the London Eye? This is not the best angle."
"I know that there is some backlight here, but the backlight can also produce very good results, isn't it?" Angela said, pulling the camera and continuing to observe the Ferris wheel in the distance.
"Most of the good backlit works are very strong in contrast, and the environment here is obviously not up to the requirements," said the young man, who started to build the pergola and looked around, "unless it will wait for the sun to sink in a few hours."
"That's not necessarily true, even if the contrast is not very strong, you can still take a good picture," Angela put down the camera and looked at each other, "Harris Sank has such a photo at the photo exhibition held in Winchester. , photographed the Parthenon."
"The Parthenon?" The young man thought for a while, "Yes, I remember, but this is different, especially the environment. There are not so many high-rise buildings around the Parthenon."
"Yes, but you can't deny that it is possible to take good, not very contrasting but backlit photos." Angela shrugged.
"This requires professional skills and rich experience." The other party shook his head in disapproval.
"That's right, but I'm just a photography enthusiast, and I'm just a beginner." Angela said quickly.
The young man showed a stunned expression, followed by a helpless smile: "Of course, you have the freedom to shoot - Abraham Rement, nice to meet you."
"Well... Chris Mason, it's nice to meet you too." Angela shook hands with him.
"Did anyone ever say that you're beautiful, Chrissy?" Abraham looked at Angela at this time, his eyes lit up and then he frowned: "It's strange, why do you look familiar?"
"Why, very similar to your girlfriend?" Angela said teasingly.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a girlfriend," Abraham shrugged with a smile, "but if you want, can we go have a cup of coffee together?"
"Oh?" Angela raised her eyebrows and looked at each other with a half-smile.
"It's just a cup of coffee, it won't take too much time for you." The young man said with some diligence, followed him to look around and suddenly came over and lowered his voice: "Have you seen the tourists or business people around you? They're here to spy on me, I'm actually an MI6 agent, and now I need someone to cover me from these annoying guys so I can pass back valuable information."
"Agent?" Angela glanced at the bodyguards scattered around her, and involuntarily twitched the corners of her mouth. Of course, she knew that the other party was joking, and she knew just by looking at the laughing appearance, but a sense of funny absurdity still occupied her mind uncontrollably.
"Are you trying to tell me that your real name is James Bond, Abraham?" Angela asked teasingly.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't need this name now." The other party said solemnly.
Angela smiled and shook her head: "Okay, that's it, nice to meet you, Abraham, and nice to talk to you about photography, but I'm leaving anyway."
"Is this a rejection? It's really sad." Abraham sighed somewhat exaggeratedly.
"That's because..." Angela was silent for a moment, then shrugged: "I already have a girlfriend."
"Ah?" The young man looked at her dumbfounded, and Angela stayed where she was even after walking away.
I originally thought that the guy who took the photo would be different, but it's still the same. Angela walked on the street a little dull. As soon as I get back to Europe, there are more such conversations, especially in Italy and Spain, some guys can't wait to chat up when they see a single woman, especially some guys who call themselves a street artist, what do you think? nausea.
Some people can refuse by saying "I have a girlfriend" - of course, some people have to leave in disgust - but there are also thick-skinned people who will continue to entangle, and at this time, bodyguards will be required. Fortunately, the young man named Abraham didn't do this, otherwise Angela must have looked very good when he called the bodyguard.
Angela chuckled twice and looked around, but her sadness spread in her heart involuntarily.
I have a girlfriend... She murmured to herself and turned a corner, then froze in place. Although some places have changed, the familiar scene still evokes memories hidden in my mind in an instant.
I actually came here... Angela glanced around and pursed her lips tightly. She slowly paced down the street, her heart was constantly churning, sometimes chanting and stroking.
Soon, the bench at the corner of the street fell into my eyes. Although it has been renovated, the location has not changed. Angela bit her lip, and hesitantly walked over and sat down on the bench.
Closing her eyes and taking a long breath, she suddenly raised her right leg and coiled it on the bench, then held her ankle and stared straight ahead, as if she was thinking about something.
At this time, a voice came from nearby: "Hey, can you give me a cold drink?"
Angela's body was slightly shocked, and she hurriedly looked for her voice. A slender figure was standing at the take-out window of a food store not far from the bench, waiting for something. Angela stared at each other, as if eager to rush over to pull her back. The other party seemed to notice something and turned his head. After finding Angela, he smiled kindly, took the drink from the takeout window and left.
Feelings of disappointment came to her mind immediately, Angela smiled bitterly and shook her head gently, but she was stunned again when she turned to look across the street. On the opposite street, a slender figure stood there quietly. Although she was wearing a thin trench coat and sunglasses, she had dressed up, but Angela still recognized each other at a glance, even though she hadn't seen each other for a long time.
How could she forget her.