Shadow Bride

Su Xingyu looked at him carefully: "Are you?"

A great **** nearby laughed: "Little girl, don't you know him? Mu Fengqing, one of the best photographers in the cloud."

Su Xingyu suddenly came across, Mu Fengqing is indeed a well-known photographer at home and abroad. She has seen his work, as the name suggests, with a clean and unique style, which is impressive. She smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Mu, I used to be in the "Dream" magazine, and then I followed Lin Weilong back to the cloud headquarters and resigned soon afterwards. It's normal that you haven't seen me."

"Xiao Lin?" Mingming and Lin Weilong are about the same age, but Mu Fengqing, who is much more famous, calls him like this, "What is your relationship with Xiao Lin?"

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

Mu Feng looked a little disappointed when she looked at her eyes lightly. He thought she was a very funny little girl, but turned out to be an assistant for other photographers? How much photography can you have?

The other great gods around did not realize that they were a little contemptuous, joking: "Little girl, you are lucky enough to squeeze here today, learn from us, it will be enough for you for a long time."

Su Xingyu didn't argue, smiled slightly, and lowered his head to adjust his equipment.

As soon as they saw her equipment, the group of photographers had something to say: "Oh, the default lens of the Blade Quest series? Little girl, the environment of the show is so dark and the light source is sharp, which is not suitable. "

Su Xingyu shut them up with a single sentence-"I, no, money."

All photographers: "..."

Is not having money something to brag about? Why does it seem so straightforward to say it from this girl?

They silently looked at Su Xingyu’s clothes. Although the shirt and trousers on her were not comparable to the evening gowns of celebrities, they looked like high-end luxury brands, and they were outstanding among the group of photographers who relied on craftsmanship. . "Little girl..." Someone shook his head and sighed, "You said you have no money to mess around. You can change your outfit to a sharp golden circle lens, right? If you like to dress up, don't be a photographer, SLR Three generations poor, do you know..."

Su Xingyu wanted to cry without tears, she knew it.

But she also knew that even if Lu Shifeng was willing to buy her more clothes and piled them in the closet to get moldy, he would not be willing to buy her even the cheapest lens.

No way, who told her that she was too pig at the beginning, and she offended the petty tyrant to death in the matter of photography. The tyrant will pay for it, and she has nothing to do with her. She can only rely on her own efforts.

She touched her clothes sadly. The unique touch of high-end luxury goods made her heart bleed. Hey, I wonder if I can sell the clothes for money?

During the entanglement, the lights on the T stage changed, and the catwalk officially began.

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

All M.J invited the top male models in the world, all of them are hot, hot and handsome. Just watching them walk towards each other in the men's clothing made by celebrities, the hormonal index in the air can burst. All the photographers were excited, the shutter sound kept clicking and clicking, no one would turn on the flash at this time. This group of real masters deeply understand that the effect of the flash is far less than the natural shooting at this time. The lights on the scene are blurred and dreamy, and only by making good use of these on-site light sources can they present the most shocking light and shadow movies.

The most direct effect of not turning on the flash is that the exposure time is longer. The original 0.1 second exposure is likely to take 1 second or more. In order to maintain the camera's stability and shake for a longer period of time, a tripod has become an important aid. tool. Almost all photographers put their cameras on a tripod and strive for the best performance.

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

Her task is different from those of these photographers, she only needs to capture Ouyang Yi alone, and even among a group of top super male models in the world, Ouyang Yi is the most dazzling one.

She saw him as soon as he appeared.

Wearing a graceful and elegant casual suit, his slender and explosive body is wrapped in a shallow silvery white. His skin is extremely beautiful honey brown, and every inch of muscle and every strand of hair looks just right. He walked calmly on a catwalk, the psychedelic light and shadow of the show swept across him, he was like a mysterious prince coming from a dream, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his light ice blue eyes shining with broken pieces. The light of a man’s fascinating human light, the corners of the lips curled slightly, revealing an evil smile, and even the dimples on the cheeks make the heart beat faster.

The best man.

He is already popular with thousands of girls off the show, and he who walks on the runway is like a king over the world.

Su Xingyu only took a glance to understand why he is the world's most expensive male model. As long as he stands, wherever he stands, he is the center of the world.

This is a very high-spec show, and the guests present are all celebrities with good looks, noble and reserved. But even so many respectable ladies and wives had a commotion at the moment when they saw Ouyang Yi appear on the stage, his glimpse of the magic under the T stage was like igniting a sea of ​​hormones.

"Ouyang Yi——!"

"Ouyang Yi——!"

In the audience, many people even shouted, scattered rose bouquets and lace gloves were thrown on the stage, conveying the host's love.

And Ouyang Yi, at the center of the commotion, seemed to have been used to seeing all of this a long time ago, still walking his catwalks enchantingly and confusingly, arrogantly and arrogantly.

"king".

As soon as he pressed the shutter, Su Xingyu had already figured out the subject of this set of photos.

Her hands moved flexibly like a fish, bringing out a small but pleasing arc under the gloomy T stage, sometimes capturing several photos in succession, and sometimes waiting for one without moving for a long time. If someone pays attention to it, she will definitely find that she can accurately capture the most exciting moments of Ouyang Yi on the T stage every time she moves, without a trace of unnecessary operations. Her hands are extremely stable. For other photographers, the insurmountable shaking problem does not exist for her. If you only look at the camera from above, people will not realize that she is not using a tripod.

One hour later, the big show ended.

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

Someone finally thought of Su Xingyu again: "Little girl, how are you shooting? You don't need a tripod to suffer."

Su Xingyu still just smiled: "It's okay."

The people on the catwalk were too crowded this time. She was restricted to a small square-inch camera and it was difficult to move. The photos she took were not the most satisfying. However, it was okay to deal with each other in general.

The great photographer misunderstood what she meant and said, "Don't be shy, you must be confused a lot, it's okay, just like this when you just started, take it out, brothers to point you."