God's Palette

"Why don't you help me remove my makeup..."

"I'm afraid I'll disturb your sleep. After all, Xia Xun tormented you and the little guy with the ball head all night long, and you are the one who got it the worst... Who knew you would sleep for three days." Mian Yu curled her lips, My unexpected prank-loving mentality was not satisfied, so I planned to leave.

"—Wait, photos, photos!!"

Ye Qianluo, who struggled out of the bed, wanted to reach out and grab Mian Yu.

But she just stamped her feet, looked back and gave a meaningful smile, and walked away without stopping.

Soon——Ye Qianluo woke up completely, and didn't even go to the bathroom to fix the ugliness on her face, so she searched everywhere, trying to find Xia Xun.Bi Lu is not here, Jasmine is not here, Mian Yu is ignoring others, Bamboo Bird is sleeping...

Fortunately, she found Xia Xun and Zhuan Zhuan.

Firewood was lit in the fireplace, and Xia Xun curled up his legs wearing thick panties and white stockings, curled up in a single chair, and turned around like a child watching his mother knitting a sweater, watching excitedly from behind with.It doesn't look like he is looking at Xia Xun's legs...

"Xia Xun!"

"...Are you awake? Tabby cat." Xia Xun looked up and said nothing.

Zhuanzhuan's reaction was quite intense, "Miss, you are so ugly—kacha." She quickly took out her phone and took a picture, and within a few seconds, it was sent to Yeshe's QQ group.As long as it is done before the person concerned gets angry, it can reduce the victim's anger. This is Zhuanzhuan's personal philosophy.

It's a pity that Ye Qianluo can't even arouse anger now.

She strode towards Xia Xun, because there was a happy Apple laptop lying on her coiled white silk, would there be photos taken by staying up all night in it?This is what Ye Qianluo cares about now.

"Look at what?"

"How about architecture and scenery..."

Xia Xun yawned, and showed her the laptop without reservation: "The people from the Finnish Tourism Board asked them to do it... When they heard that it was your daughter Ye who came to take the photo, they felt that the photographer and the team size were very explosive. I just came to beg for photos with the cheek to see if I could pick something useful, anyway, it’s free... All they paid was to give us a photography pass."

Therefore, during the three days when Ye Qianluo slept like a dead pig, Xia Xun actually took a lot of scenery, nature, architecture, humanities, and even wild animals around him, totaling hundreds of various photos.

Moreover, due to her experience and photography methods, she has to think carefully before pressing the shutter, so the production rate is extremely high. There are hundreds of high-quality pictures here, and there are also a dozen quite high-level pictures—that is, photography. Commonly known in the industry as "blockbuster".Now, her photographic equipment is good enough, which directly raises the upper limit of these photos.

Now, she and Zhuan Zhuan are taking turns doing post-processing for the photos.

It took a lot of effort to explain - but Ye Qianluo didn't care about it at all.

"Where's mine, where's mine? Was the filming scrapped? Not filmed? Or..."

"Miss." Zhuan Zhuan suddenly ran out, and said in a slightly dissatisfied voice, "Brother Xun stayed up late like us, and spent a lot of time squatting with you all night. But Brother Xun went straight to post-production in the car after filming... ...didn't finish until that evening."

"My... I have a special resistance to staying up late... I belong to the owl, do you understand? But I don't belong to the daytime, so..." Xia Xun was afraid that there would be problems in the relationship between the two, so he hurried Get in the way with tact.

But Ye Qianluo stayed where she was, with a bit of the stunned charm of that night.Has Xia Xun paid so much... In comparison, he is really ashamed.

"I did spend a lot of time on those photos of yours in post-production." Xia Xun's tone softened a lot, "Because it takes a lot of thought to ensure that the post-production is polished and beautified—rather than degraded."

"...Yes, it is so beautiful——sorry!"

Ye Qianluo suddenly stood up straight, forcibly suppressed the desire for those photos that made her scratch her heart, and did what she thought she should.

"I should first thank Xia Xun for his hard work. Compared to your dedication, I should be ashamed and apologize for my ugliness..."

"It's nothing... Don't be like this, I'm sorry, I'm actually tormenting you too much. Normally... photography is not like this. Anyway, you pay me to come anyway, I just do my job well."

"Ok!"

But then, Xia Xun's eyes changed, and the touchpad slid suddenly.

A photo that directly hit Ye Qianluo's soul shocked her beyond measure.But the more terrifying thing is yet to come. The person who created this photo said: "How much should you pay for this photo that is ashamed as you are for the hard work of dedicated people?"

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(The transitional chapter is so hard to write... let's do it... I will speed up the plot.)

One more day for some reason

RT, the situation is not very good, let's continue cooing for a while...

Resume updating OTZ on the evening of the 6th

There are no scraps for you to read today, so I can only make up the word count.

*******************************************************( Please imagine the bloody scene where Yue Yatuo was beaten up by readers)

Chapter 120 Rolling

What is displayed on the delicate screen of the computer is a photo that is enough to make the computer proud.

If it is smart enough, has its own soul, and can piece together its thoughts into words, then when Xia Xun shows this photo, it will definitely exclaim loudly and be proud of being able to present it.And, this is just the prelude to this group of photos.

"According to the usual practice, I will give those excellent photos a name." Xia Xun said.

The back of the computer is facing Xia Xun, because at this moment, the screen should be shared with the model himself without reservation.

As a photographer, she knows the level of these photos best - advantages, disadvantages, flaws, and whether they can please the model himself, so there is no need to hide them.Unlike last time, no one was able to hold back the photos and keep the models waiting.

"Or, do you want the right to name these photos?" She continued to ask.

But Ye Qianluo didn't listen at all.

Her gaze is unwilling to move away from the screen, it is the tens of millions of pixels that she has congealed from a lot of hard work, wealth, and time.If possible, she even wanted to have a good look at each pixel, and spent a long time researching how these pixels constitute this photo.