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The sweet and sour encounter in the 8D magic city
Lu Yu, a 20-year-old Chongqing boy, is a part-time singer in the mechanical department. He rides a motorcycle and carries a guitar. He is full of the free and easy energy cultivated by the Eighteen Ladders.
Jiang Yunzhou, a 27-year-old National Geographic photographer with a hearing aid in his left ear, a gentle and sinister man, came to Chongqing to collect photos with a secret.
Jiang Yunzhou: "I need a local guide who can ride a motorcycle. The daily salary is 300. Can you take him?"
Lu Yu: "Wait a minute... Are you photography capitalists deceiving college students like this? - Four hundred!"
"Deal, but I have the final say where my camera takes photos."
So the skateboard ran over the evening breeze of Nanbin Road, and the camera quietly focused on the boy's shining eyes as the light rail passed through the building;
The cable car hovered in the middle of the river for half an hour. I was trapped in the rusty carriage on a rainy night, and my breathing was more panicked than the sound of the Yangtze River tide.
He thought it was just an employment relationship
Little did he know that there was a shadow of an accident hidden in that person's hearing aid.
The camera is always chasing him——
Chasing the memory of Baijiafang hanging on his copper key
Chasing his life of crying and laughing
When the Qiansimen Bridge light show suddenly came on, they almost kissed in the crowd.
"Teacher Jiang, are you here to take pictures of urban folds..."
"Are you here to take pictures of me?"
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He took him through the three-dimensional streets and sewed up the broken moonlight for him
Until the light heading north lights up at the end of the eighteenth staircase, all the secrets have echoes
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Concept: the symbiosis of the city and people - Chongqing's magical topography has become a metaphor for emotion, the three-dimensional intersecting streets are like the twists and turns of the human heart, and love allows two lonely souls to find their way in the maze.