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Zhang Chengcai's smile froze. This new portrait method called "photography" was really special. He always did it when he was distracted.

However, Zhou Huaitang's capture style is indeed very suitable for the ancients.

Even among modern people, many people know that when they are taking pictures, they will not be able to control their facial expressions when facing the camera. Their facial features will fly around and they will feel good about themselves and say: "Is this how I usually smile?"

What’s more, it’s the first time we’ve made contact with the ancients?

Lens sense is an innate skill that only a few people possess. It is a great test of the cameraman's skill to take pictures of ordinary people in a natural way, and even to discover beauty that is usually undiscoverable.

Soon after arriving at the third set, the style differences became even greater.

The first two sets are somewhat similar in temperament, but this third set is directly a knight's outfit.

A navy blue straight-collar cardigan, a gold-plated black leather belt, and a black wristband that accentuated the man's rough palms.

There is also a sword at the waist - of course it is fake.

On the way to the studio, Zhang Chengcai couldn't help but straighten his back, hold one hand on the handle of the knife, and walk with a breeze, and everyone behind him had to trot to keep up.

No wonder those young people who don’t like studying want to be knights. These clothes are really smart and handsome!

The cloth scarf on his head was removed, replaced with a black-blond hair crown, and his hair was raised into a high ponytail. Because he is a bohemian knight, Wu Youhe deliberately left some broken hair outside, which slightly covered his eyes, but the visual effect was extremely good. good.

In the studio, the curtain switched to a simulated waterfall. The waterfall fell into the rapid river. There were a number of huge rocks standing where it fell. Even though it had been washed away by the rapids for many years, it still remained motionless.

It’s very much like the way of a chivalrous person!

Zhang Chengcai stood on top of the artificial stone, standing tall and straight under the waterfall. He had already set his expression consciously without the guidance of professionals.

woohoo hoo...

The fan was turned on to the highest setting, and the "river wind" blew his robes and the ends of his hair. He stood against the wind, his eyes still as bright as a child's!

"Clap clap clap..."

After working for a long time, the shooting of three sets of artistic photos was finally completed, and everyone clapped excitedly.

After all, this is the first business deal, and the other party is an older ancient man. They are really afraid that Zhang Chengcai will not be able to bear it.

However, Zhang Chengcai became more and more enthusiastic as he took pictures, almost forgetting the core purpose of his order.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Chengcai became the simple and low-key old tailor again - the version of Uncle Mei.

Jing Weiwei handed Zhang Chengcai a pack of makeup remover wipes and warned: "You can remove your makeup now or go back and remove it again, but please be sure to use this to clean it, otherwise it will be bad for your skin."

"Thank you, girl." Zhang Chengcai took the wet wipes and put them away. He also wanted to walk around the street twice to appreciate the surprised and surprised expressions of acquaintances.

Huh, when he was young, he was also a beautiful and handsome young man!

Just because you’ve taken the photo doesn’t mean it’s over.

Gu Xingyan led people to the photo editing office.

The layout inside is very similar to an ancient study room, but there is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, only a desktop optical computer——

The so-called optical brain is a new type of domestic computer that uses only light energy as an energy source and runs faster than the speed of light.

There were no books on the bookshelf behind the desk, only picture frames of different sizes and styles. Some of them were quite popular with Zhang Chengcai, but he quickly looked away, determined to hold on to his money bag.

Only Gu Xingyan, Zhang Chengcai and retoucher Li Xiaoxu were left in the office.

Zhang Chengcai sat in the middle, and Li Xiaoxu showed him the negatives he had taken today.

"Let's take a look at the film with the theme of 'Ink, Smoke and Rain' first. There are a total of four sets of actions, two sets of backgrounds, and these are the 13 valid negatives. Uncle Zhang is so photogenic that we accidentally took so many of them."

Li Xiaoxu told the truth, but in Zhang Chengcai's ears, it turned out to be flattering, which made him feel happy, and he had to say humbly: "No, no, Brother Zhou is the best."

However, what Gu Xingyan said next diluted his joy a little.

"Uncle Zhang, you see, we only promised to produce one photo per theme, that is, a portrait, so you need to choose one from these."

Zhang Chengcai's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered in a daze that this was indeed the case.

Before the official shooting, he thought that this photo studio had some painter with fast brushwork who was responsible for painting. However, no matter how fast he could paint such a realistic portrait in one day, it was very remarkable.

He didn't think it was unreasonable to produce only one picture for three hundred and sixty articles.

But now, there are a total of thirteen pictures in front of him. Even if only one is left for each action, there are still four pictures. It is really difficult for him to choose!

"This...Brother Zhou's skills are superb, and I feel that every picture is quite artistic!"

He bit his lip tightly and struggled to suppress the urge to add money. His eyes repeatedly sifted through the alternative negatives, and he used the most picky standards in his life to delete each photo.

On the screen, every time he deleted a photo, Li Xiaoxu dragged the photo to a trash can icon. Even Zhang Chengcai could understand that it meant discarded things. He thought that if he deleted it, there would be no more. Keep bleeding!

it hurts!

So heartbroken!

If I had known now, wouldn't it have been better to only shoot one action?

No, no, no, Brother Zhou took so many extra pictures just to give him more choices. What could be wrong?

Although he didn't want to increase the price, Zhang Chengcai still kept a picture of each scene in his subconscious, including holding an umbrella to watch the rain and sitting next to orchids.

The one holding the umbrella is really beautiful, it is just like the perfect version of myself that I have imagined for many years.

The one sitting next to the orchid is very suitable to be made into a picture scroll. After he is buried, he can be hung in the ancestral hall for future generations to worship...

Hey, isn't he the only ancestor with a portrait in the entire ancestral hall?

I heard that the emperor and the aristocratic families had already done this!

Zhang Chengcai was still struggling, so he heard Gu Xingyan's "understanding" voice: "Uncle Zhang, let's wait and see. Come back after reading the second and third topics. Maybe you will have an idea."

Zhang Chengcai seemed to have taken analgesics temporarily and his mood improved, "Yes, yes! Listen to the shopkeeper!"

However, the following themes are not bad either. Zhang Chengcai chose them so hard that he was sweating and his heartbeat was racing.

Geez!

Add money, feel bad!

Deleting photos still hurts!

How wonderful is this!