God's Palette

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In this way, the shooting of the last photo can start after simple preparations.

From the very beginning, Xia Xun opened the aperture of the lens in his hand to the full, the exaggerated amount of light entering and the huge front lens, showing himself without any filter, it will cut and melt the space.In order to make good use of this powerful depth of field, she also carried out mobile ranging in centimeters, which was beyond the reach of previous experience and computing power.

And the rest of the prep-assistant did a good job.

The bottle of perfume to be photographed has been wiped carefully by Zhuanzhuan, and then sprayed with a light layer of moisture.Not only that, but Zhuan Zhuan also played by himself, found the dropper from the glove box in the perfume club, and put a drop of water on the bottle mouth, which was precarious.Among the hundreds of perfume bottles, the one in the middle acquires a distinct sense of independence and presence thanks to a few milliliters of water.

——Mian Yu stepped towards the perfume cabinet full of beautiful things in eyes.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, she happened to pass by as described in the previous two photos, stopped and sniffed the fragrance of flowers carefully.

But she was wrong.

What she smelled was not the fragrance of flowers, even after getting closer, she buried her nose and face in the soft petals, and was stained with a lot of pollen.

So, following the wisp of scent that was ethereal like a silk thread, she raised her eyes.

That bottle of perfume seemed to shine because it was discovered by her.

Chapter 342 Freeze and Illusion (Part [-])

Just like millions of times before, Xia Xun used his right index finger to freeze the moment called "now".

The calm sunshine does not know how to restrain itself, and it reflects everything in bright colors.

The bouquets turned into hexagonal spots, perfume bottles of different colors, girls' dresses... But all of them were not missed by the camera.The focus ring of the lens rotates smoothly, surpassing all these colorful things, only blurring them into a beautiful chaos.The place where the focus is gathered is the bottle of perfume.

Maybe its maker had mentioned its name, but Xia Xun didn't quite remember it. Maybe its maker had put in countless efforts just to blend that fragrance, but Xia Xun didn't care too much.All the content that should be recorded in written form has nothing to do with the photographer. What the latter has to do is to use his own lens to give it a new meaning.

Now - it is in the focus, standing out from hundreds of bottles of perfume.

However, these are just a few very simple tricks.

Xia Xun put down the camera and put on the lens cap, because it was no longer needed.Then, she turned her gaze to the window, and her assistant did not stop in a daze, but meticulously used the small mirror to cast a beam of sunlight on the protagonist in the cabinet.

It was wet before, and the drops of water dripping on the mouth of the bottle before, all became more dazzling because of this small beam of light.

Just such a trick is enough to stand out from countless similar bottles.

But when it is frozen, what the audience sees is different.

Before turning off the camera, Xia Xun transferred what he had just obtained to his mobile phone. Although it was only a few inches of screen, it was enough to see the effect.She quietly put down the camera until the soft sound of touching the wooden table was heard, and the assistant and client realized that the photography seemed to be over...

It was frighteningly fast, and frighteningly casual—even the assistant, who should have been used to seeing it, thought so again.

"Fixed? Let me take a look."

The first one to come over was Mian Yu, she was the closest, only half a meter away from the photographer.

After exactly two steps, she was the first to see it.

"……Um?!"

There was no fascinated exclamation, no sluggish shock, Mian Yu just squinted her eyes, a little confused.During these few seconds, Fangzhu and Zhuanzhuan also approached again - it was more than a minute after they came last time... Xia Xun simply handed the phone to Mianyu, because there were three people standing behind him It still didn't feel good, so I went to pack my luggage.

For her, the work is over and she can enjoy her leisure, but confusion surrounds the hearts of the viewers.

It was a blurry picture—even for those of them who were not nearsighted.It's as complicated as a child coming to a high-rise building for the first time, and can't help but put his face on the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, and wipe sweat and grease on the glass.But what was wiped out was miraculously a scene like a famous painting.

It is understandable to turn around, because this is the frightening aperture of F0.9 fully opened, and of course it will blur everything.Those blurred colors are mixed together, quite beautiful... But why did Xia Xun take this kind of thing? It seems like a beginner who has saved money for a long time. It is the first time to buy an F1.4 lens. It doesn't have to be as clumsy as it is wide open.

Ok?

As she got closer, she spotted something, a tiny gleam.

She moved a few centimeters closer, and looked at the phone at a distance that would definitely be scolded by her parents-then, she saw, in this blur, the only two clear things.Xia Xun didn't lose focus, not even an inch.

The small perfume bottle was fixed in the very center of the picture with great precision, exactly.

Only when you get close can you find its clarity.

Moreover, its wet body showed a different kind of rich color.

"According to my analysis, you have to get close to see the thing that was photographed..." Mian Yu also discovered Xia Xun's intention at the same time, and her rationality resumed normal operation, "But this really highlights the bottle that was photographed. perfume."

The water droplets on the mouth of the bottle reflected the light, which attracted people's eyes, and they couldn't help but move closer to the phone—then saw the clear perfume.This attractive process is originally a means of highlighting.

But Mian Yu was very curious: "Why aren't the other bottles clear? Aren't they all placed in the same position... What's that called, depth of field? The depth of field should be the same... Huh?"

Just when she wanted to use the knowledge she hadn't learned to question, she remembered the first arrangement before the shooting - Xia Xun asked to fine-tune the positions of other perfumes...

With the bottle being photographed as the center, from the inside to the outside, the outer perfume bottle will be adjusted to a wider distance.From millimeters, a few millimeters neighbor, to a centimeter distant neighbor, and then to the very edge, this tiny adjustment makes no bottle of perfume qualified to become clear with the guy being photographed.

This also means that from the very beginning, Xia Xun has already thought of this coherent and mature composition.

"No wonder the filming is so fast..."

The audience suppressed the surprise in their hearts, and after seeing enough of the highlighted perfume bottle, they finally raised their heads and stopped looking at their phones from such a distance that would harm their eyesight—but because of this, they discovered Xia Xun's The last sum buried.

"...Fuck?!"

"What's wrong."

"Boss Mian, your neck is so beautiful."

Mian Yu subconsciously covered her neck, always feeling that Zhuan Zhuan was going to do something bad in front of Xia Xun again - but something was wrong.Zhuan Zhuan squinted his eyes to look at the phone screen, and what he saw was the paper man Mian Yu, not the real Mian Yu in reality.