God's Palette

The charm of portrait photography is never in photography, but in people.Encounter with a strange woman, and then dig out the charm of the other person, and record it with the camera. The most important thing in this is the strangeness—that is, the freshness, which is what Xia Xun originally expected.However, this kind of chance is not so easy to obtain.

It seems that we have to figure out a way from now on.

She didn't try to hire or ask some beautiful girls to help out because of the face, because the city is too big and the sunshine is fleeting.That's why I want to try my luck, let the likable, seemingly harmless humans and animals go around and invite him.But it's okay to be unsuccessful, she also has a few records.

"Sister Fangzhu." Xia Xun naturally chose the best solution at the moment.

This 30-year-old, mature woman of just the right age has enough charm.Moreover, she has been an expert in the perfume industry for a long time, and may show some unique lens language.

"How about doing a real performance in front of the camera?" Xia Xun walked to the table with a relaxed pace, put his finger on the camera lightly, and invited Fangzhu with a smile that could make people slightly drunk—but it didn't work.

"I... I'm shy..." The aunt hid her face in her raised collar, which was completely different from the cunning and calculation she showed before, and it was indeed a woman's shyness.

Xia Xun couldn't understand, but inexplicably, Zhuanzhuan sighed deeply, and seemed to understand.From her onlooker's perspective, she also thinks Fangzhu is a very good and photogenic character, but this also has a premise - if she is not placed next to Xia Xun.But unfortunately, this is the case now.

When the photographer looks better than you, don't be on camera.

Now, this truth has turned into Bozu's embarrassment, and she has completely transformed into a little girl-like appearance, appearing on her face hidden deep in her collar. "If I was asked to be on camera, I would jump off, I'm not joking." But no matter how high the collar is, it can't hide the sad words.

Anyone can tell that it is like the last words before death, it is really the heart of others.

But there's more than just one last word - there's also a last wish: "But if I'm lucky... I'd like to invite a photographer... to be on the scene myself. If you could be in my perfume photo, wow..." she reveals excited voice.

"No."

But Xia Xun refused decisively, cleanly.

After all, taking pictures of yourself is no fun, it’s not a challenge.Since the God of Soap Bubbles revealed his little plot, Xia Xun realized that every time he rubbed himself with soap, he would be marinated more beautifully, and there is nothing more hateful than this.

It doesn't just lead to the current situation where models don't want to be photographed because they have low self-esteem.In addition, there is another problem that makes Xia Xun secretly distressed. She has no interest in taking pictures of herself. No matter how she takes pictures, she must be impeccable!Because of this, the existence of the photographer's value has disappeared and ceased to exist.As a photographer, this distressed her to the extreme.

Her self in the mirror is the existence that can make all photographers meaningless.

The problem is, she didn't expect Fangzhu to be so resistant. She thought that she could trick this little sister (in her soul) into taking pictures by showing off her cuteness...

There's no other way now, so I can only go downstairs and arrest him?She looked around the house, and the shooting scene that needed to be arranged was basically done.Then, looking through the open window, she made a slight estimate of the sun's position, and time was running out.If you go, it's only about 10 minutes.

While it's not like there are other photography options, she doesn't want to miss out on the sun now if she can.

"Ding--"

Just as she released her hand from the camera and was about to run downstairs to catch a random girl in the hotel lobby, she heard a crisp voice.

It's like a high school student who bought red wine from the supermarket when he was alone at home one day, and wanted to imitate the elegant sip of the nobleman in the TV series, but the cup accidentally hit his teeth and made a sound.

"Ding--"

She looked over, and it turned out that Boss Mian was just squatting in front of the perfume cabinet, taking a bottle from it.Although they almost forgot about taking pictures, the main purpose of this trip was to buy a bottle of perfume for Mian Yu... This girl who was left alone was quietly playing with herself.

Mian Yu, who was squatting, didn't notice Xia Xun's gaze, but was just happy that he got the bottle hidden in the depths.

Then, she stood up, turning the slender and familiar figure into an arc, flowing and imprinting it in Xia Xun's eyes.

Mian Yu still didn't notice her gaze, and was comparing her beautiful handwriting on the fragrance test paper with the label on the bottle.It seems to be hit, and then very happy and happy.Although in the eyes of Xia Xun behind him, it was just a smile that occasionally appeared on the side face when his hair was lifted by the wind.

Although Xia Xun would not admit it, she was fascinated by it for a few seconds.When she came back to her senses, she inadvertently touched the camera with her finger, which was not too far away.

"Hmm..." The photographer had mixed thoughts, some of which turned into fragmented murmurs to himself, "Just take it as a test...but how to ensure that the color is not taken by me in advance? Hmm... okay Let's... try..."

She made up her mind.

And, caught the model.

Unknowingly, she walked behind Mian Yu, like double-clicking the left button of the mouse to open a web page, and touched Mian Yu's shoulder with her index finger.Although Mian Yu must have tried a lot of perfumes, among the complex and lingering scents, there was the most familiar to Xia Xun, her own faint scent.

Facing Mian Yu who turned back with a confused expression, "Hi, I'm a photographer." Xia Xun showed a charming and confident smile.

"I know, mine." After speaking, Mian Yu stared at her strangely, thinking what is this guy doing?

"I think you are beautiful, are you interested in being photographed by me?"

"……What?"

"Oh no, it's a pity to take just one photo of your beauty. One photo is not enough to explain it, so I want to greedily take three photos, is that okay?"

"...What's the matter with you today? Did you take the wrong medicine, Xia Xun? Oh, it's because it's your turn to mop the floor today, so you are so blatantly flattering me? Okay, okay, I'll order a sweeping robot." Mian Yu looked bored, and said softly in a negative voice, "How could you possibly want to pat me."

She is very aware of this.

Although they have only known each other for a hundred days, they get along almost day and night.During this period, Xia Xun photographed many models, and experienced a lot of miscellaneous stories, living a leisurely but fulfilling life.She is always fiddling with those photographic equipment at home, doing post-processing of those photos at home, or learning new knowledge, paying attention to the release of new equipment...

Xia Xun was immersed in the world of photography, but he never mentioned that he wanted to seriously press the shutter for Mian Yu.

Obviously girls are around every day, but not once - this only proves one point.

Therefore, although Mian Yu didn't say it out loud, she knew very well that the photographer didn't like her.This is also the reason why she always felt that Xia Xun would leave at any time. She knew in her heart that Xia Xun was just having conflicts with her family, so she stayed here on a whim, and accompanied her to pass the lonely passerby.

But Mian Yu fell in love with her from the bottom of his heart, even so, he was willing to accept it.

Xia Xun blinked, and didn't miss her last soft voice. Although she didn't know why, Mian Yu seemed to understand her difficulties?That's right, she lives in color in her soul, so she can't be photographed casually... It will be troublesome if she accidentally photographs it away.

But this time it's probably okay. After making up her mind, she said what she wanted to her boss without reservation: "It's not a big problem if you don't slap your face this time." Seems a little wrong?Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, "I mean, you don't need to make an expression, the composition this time is very safe."

Mian Yu's expression became even colder, she had just picked out the perfume she wanted, and she wanted to show it off... But this guy came over with a playful smile and disliked her, it's disgusting.

"Anyway, there are no models, so let me make do with it temporarily... Well, I'll help you."

But her sad face relaxed, even in this form, it doesn't matter, as long as it can help.