Chapter 148： Portrait photographer

"Starting at the pinnacle of life (

"You said you want to take portraits, it's not impossible!"

"Photographers in fashion and film and television circles are surrounded by celebrities and beauties every day."

Qin Yu lifted his hand: "You have to come, your circle is too messy, there are so many popular people, you can't afford it!"

Isn't it fragrant that the delicate and charming domestic flower hidden in the boudoir?

Have to run to the street and pick the coquettish wildflowers that everyone can touch?

Take the girl around him, which one is worse than the celebrity.

Too many are nothing more than a layer of imaginative identity, and occasionally a taste is fine.

Mixed circles, forget it!

"Then you really intend to use it as a hobby?" Li Man looked lost.

Her love for photography made her unbearable to see such talents being wasted.

"It's better to wait for the meeting to see my real technology, would you please comment?"

Qin Yu picked up the camera on his leg and shook it. Li Man asked him to bring it.

"Okay, that's it." Li Man wanted to see how superb his portrait skills are.

Zhang Han found that the two of them were feasting and eating, and Zhang Han, who was completely reduced to a small transparent, couldn't help speeding up.

A two-hour dining time is scheduled, and it will be over in less than half an hour.

"Go, go upstairs."

Li Man took the two to her room upstairs. She has been living in the International Hotel these days.

"bring it on!"

Li Man pointed to the various appliances, lights, lighting boards, brackets, lenses, etc. placed on the wall.

"No need." Qin Yu closed the curtain and opened a slit.

The slender light hits the floor, surpassing the sofa, coffee table and other layers of obstacles.

Finally, it is reflected on the wall to form an oblique V curve.

"Which one of you will come?" Qin Yu put the camera around his neck.

"Me." Li Man took off his coat, revealing his healthy, wheat-colored skin.

"Stand in the corner, let the light shine on your chest... Hold your head up and let the light hit your eyes naturally."

"No, the chin is to the left, the forehead is raised, and then to the right... Kaka, keep still!"

At this time, Qin Yu became a professional photographer, guiding Li Man's actions with words.

At the same time, the figure shuttles between the living room, looking for an instant dynamic beauty.

The constantly changing directions and angles dazzled Zhang Han and filled his heart with admiration.

From Li Man's more natural movements, the light gradually rising in his eyes.

She can perceive the joy and joy from her heart.

It is not so much that Qin Yu is taking pictures, as it is to mobilize the pure beauty of Li Man from the inside out.

Let her expose her most beautiful, pure, fragile and precious side to the camera.

The shoulder strap slipped, and Li Man simply let it go down naturally.

It is a kind of beauty to hang on the arm, and to fall back to the chest...the waist is another kind of beauty.

The external constraints prevented him from flying completely, he just wanted to remove all obstacles.

Huh~

His eyesight was dim, and the elegant fragrance coming from his nose made Zhang Han's breathing short.

She stretched out her hand and took off the tube top hanging on her head.

The little hand was back tense, his five fingers repeatedly squeezed it into a ball and held it in his palm.

Click, click~

Filming continues as usual, whether it is Qin Yu or Li Man.

They all seem to be completely involved in it, the body, and even the spirit.

More and more fabrics were thrown away, and Qin Yu's shooting angle became more and more peculiar.

Standing at the entrance of the living room, Zhang Han seemed to be scorched by fire.

Two round eyes were filled with spring water, and the white gas that burst out made people worry that it would burn in the next second.

Blurred, put his hands in front of the buttons.

Click!

The picture before her seemed to become a vast galaxy, attracting her to move forward.

...

After 3+1 hours, normal shooting is truly over.

Li Man's hair was scattered and limp on the couch, gasping for breath.

On the single sofa, Zhang Han was paralyzed while showing the standard.

Judging from her appearance, she was so tired that she was about to breathe.

Shooting is indeed a very hard work, with hundreds of poses in 3+1 hours.

And, you must perfectly show your strengths and specialties.

Let the lens record the most perfect picture.

Picking up the camera and flipping through the records above, Qin Yu frowned from time to time, nodded and smiled from time to time.

Among the photos just taken, the one that satisfies him the most is Li Man's butterfly pose.

She has a good foundation in yoga.

The butterfly pose is as real and lifelike.

Zhang Han is much worse in this respect, both from an essential and professional point of view.

Neither can compare with Li Man.

However, she can only be regarded as an addition, only to take care of her.

After all, it is not always the time to meet a professional portrait photographer like Qin Yu.

"what do you think?"

Bring the camera in front of Li Man and let him appreciate his most satisfying masterpiece.

"...I have to take these away." Li Man looked weird and glanced at him arrogantly.

"No problem!" Qin Yu readily agreed.

Open the album occasionally and see the perfect side of yourself in the photo.

Can she not remember her heartbeat?

Wouldn't it be more in line with Brother Yu's mind to take it away? What I want is that you take it all away.

For Qin Yu, what is important is not the final result of the film.

But to experience the accomplishments in the shooting process The beautiful feelings brought by the ultimate pleasure when you are fully engaged.

These precious memories and experiences are all imprinted deep in his brain.

It will never be erased!

"Thank you, you... are a genius and a devil."

Li Man's heart is mixed, but he can't blame Qin Yu.

Because even she herself couldn't be sure whether it was the joy of release or the depraved mourning in her heart at this time.

In short, this is an experience she has never had before.

It also gave her a new understanding of her career as a master photographer.

...

After this battle, Qin Yu has been classified from a genius to a "ghost talent" in Li Man's mind. ’

If he can use all his talents in photography, he will definitely become one of the most representative masters of the contemporary era.

But he has no interest in orthodox shooting, and just wants to be his own **** teacher.

"Here you are, all the photos are inside."

Seeing Zhang Han's tangled expression on the side, Qin Yu smiled and said, "Your photo is also in it. If you want, find her."

"I will send yours to you, and all the negatives will be destroyed." Li Man said as usual.

Zhang Han let out a long sigh, mentioning that the heart of his throat fell into a fierce state.

Annoyance, regret, recollection and aftertaste bring joy and happiness.

Zhang Han never knew that he could have so many emotions at once.

She hasn't figured it out yet, why she joined the filming in a daze.

She is also willing to provide Li Man as a foil and background to set off her beauty.

Even if you really want to shoot, you should be the protagonist.

It's better now, the protagonist is theirs, and only the clown is himself.

But why is it that I actually gave birth to the taste of the marrow of the food, and the feeling of thirsty? ? ?