Chapter 125

Su Xingyu looked at him carefully: "who are you?"

Next to him, a big God laughed: "little girl, don't you know him? One of the best photographers in the cloud, mufengqing. "

Su Xingyu is a famous photographer at home and abroad. She has seen his works. She is just like his name. Her style is clean, unique and impressive. She said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. mu. I was in dreamland magazine before. Later, I followed Lin Weilong back to the cloud headquarters and resigned soon. It's normal that you haven't seen me."

"Xiao Lin?" Mingming is about the same age as Lin Weilong, but mu Fengqing, who is much more famous, calls him like this, "what's the relationship between you and Xiao Lin?"

"I was his assistant for a while." Su Xingyu did not hide.

Mu Feng was a little disappointed when she looked down at her eyes. She thought she was a funny little girl, but she worked as an assistant for other photographers? How much photography can we have?

Around the other a few big God also some despise, joking: "little girl, today you count good luck, crowded here, good with us to learn a little, enough for you for a long time."

Su Xingyu also does not explain, smile slightly, bow to adjust his equipment.

As soon as she saw her equipment, the group of photographers said, "Oh, the default lens of the blade pursuit series? Little girl, it's not suitable for the dark environment and sharp light source. "

Su Xingyu a word let them shut up - "I, no, money."

Photographers: --

Is money nothing to boast about? Why is it so reasonable to say it from this girl?

They silently looked at Su Xingyu's clothes. Although the shirt and trousers on her body were not as good as the evening dresses of celebrities and guests, they looked like high-end luxury brands, which were very outstanding among the photographers who depended on their craftsmanship“ "Little girl..." someone shook her head and sighed, "you said that you have no money to do anything. Can you change your suit into a gold ring lens? If you love to dress up, don't be a photographer. Do you know that the SLR is poor for three generations... "

Su Xingyu wants to cry without tears. She knows.

But she also knows that even if Lu Shifeng is willing to buy her more clothes and pile them in the wardrobe to get moldy, she is also reluctant to buy her even the cheapest lens.

I can't help it. Who told her that she was too pig at the beginning. She offended the stingy tyrant to death in the matter of photography. The tyrant would be rewarded for nothing. She had to rely on herself.

She felt her clothes sorrowfully. The unique touch of luxury goods made her heart bleed. Wuwuwuwu, I don't know if I can sell them for money?

Tangled between the T-stage lighting changes, the show officially began.

All the photographers stopped talking and laughing, and even Su Xingyu stopped complaining and working hard.

M.J They are all the top male models in the world. They are hot, hot and beautiful. Just look at them in famous men's clothes, the hormone index in the air will burst. All the photographers are excited, and the shutter keeps clicking. At this time, no one will turn on the flash. These real experts deeply understand that the effect of the flash is far less than that of natural photography. The lighting on the scene is dreamy. Only by making good use of these light sources can we present the most shocking light and shadow blockbusters.

The most direct impact of not turning on the flash is that the exposure time is required to be longer. The original 0.1 second exposure is likely to take 1 second or even longer. In order to keep the camera stable for a longer time, the tripod has become an important auxiliary tool. Almost all of the photographers put their cameras on tripods, striving for the best performance.

Only Su Xingyu, holding the camera in both hands, looked for opportunities through the viewfinder.

Her task is different from these photographers, only capturing Ouyang Yi is good, and even in a group of the world's top super male models, Ouyang Yi is the most dazzling one.

She saw him as soon as he appeared.

Wearing a beautiful and elegant casual suit, his slender and explosive body is wrapped in light silver. His skin is extremely beautiful honey brown, and every inch of muscle and every strand of hair is just right. He walked with a leisurely catwalk, and the magic light and shadow of the show swept over him. He was like a mysterious prince who came from a dream. He put one hand in his pants pocket, and his light ice blue eyes were shining like broken diamonds. The light of people, the slightly raised corners of his lips showed an evil smile, and even the dimples on his cheek made people's heart beat faster.

The best man.

He has been popular among thousands of young girls in the show, and he seems to be king in the world when he steps on the T-stage.

Su Xingyu can see why he is the most valuable male model in the world with only one look. As long as he stands, where is the center of the world.This is a high standard show, the guests are dignified celebrities, dignified and reserved. But even so many dignified and reserved celebrities and ladies had a big stir at the moment when they saw Ouyang Yi. His glance at the magic under the T-stage was like lighting up a sea of hormones.

"Ouyang Yi --!"

"Ouyang Yi --!"

Under the stage, many people even yelled, and scattered rose bunches and lace gloves were thrown onto the stage, conveying the love of the Lord.

Ouyang Yi, in the center of the commotion, seems to have been used to all this for a long time, still walking in his cat's step, arrogant and arrogant.

Wang.

At the moment of pressing the shutter, Su Xingyu had already thought about the theme of this set of photos.

Her hands move like a fish, bringing out subtle but pleasing radians under the dark T-stage. Sometimes she takes several pictures in succession, sometimes she waits for one without moving for a long time. If someone pays attention to it, they will find that she can accurately capture the most wonderful moment of Ouyang Yi on the T-stage, without any extra operation. Her hands are very stable, and the shaking problem that other photographers can't overcome doesn't exist for her at all. If we only look at her from the top of a cluster of cameras, people won't realize that she doesn't use a tripod.

An hour later, the show is over.

As the music faded away, photographers began to pack up their equipment.

Finally someone thought of Su Xingyu again: "little girl, how are you doing? You don't have to suffer with tripods. "

Su Xingyu still just smile: "OK."

The show was too crowded, she was limited to a small square inch seat, it was difficult to move, the photos were not the most satisfactory, but, generally, there was no problem to hand over.

The photographer misunderstood her meaning and said, "don't be shy. I'm sure I've lost a lot of it. It doesn't matter. It's just like this. I'll show you my brothers."