God's Palette

This lovely fruit, unlike oranges, grapefruits, and tangerines, has all the features that make them inconvenient to eat.You can't just peel off the skin and just stuff the pulp into your mouth.

But humans have developed various ways of eating.

For example, directly cut into many slices, and tear off the two corners when eating, which is barely convenient.But Xia Xun has cut a lot seriously, and now, he has to show more sincerity.

"This is a tribute, boss." Xia Xun put the plate on the coffee table, raised his head and said.

"what?"

Mianyu, who was about to go to the game to build a house, saw her little maid handing over a plate of oranges inexplicably, she couldn't help but stunned, but she quickly understood.She was not in a hurry, she turned her legs in white over-the-knee socks into Erlang's legs, straightened her waist, and looked very interested.

"Servant, what do you want in return for your tribute?" she asked in an exaggerated tone like a demon king, "I can provide you with demon props that can capture the soul, wide-angle, telephoto, all, only In exchange for your time."

"No, no, I just wanted to..."

"—Oh?" Mianyu interrupted her, unable to hide her joy, "Is there more extravagant needs? Or do you think the price is too heavy?"

"No way, I just wanted to use the boss's computer to do a post-production, and I shot a cat."

"……this one?"

"Yeah, can a plate of oranges change the lens and camera? I'm not stupid."

After hearing this, Mianyu's upright posture collapsed suddenly, turning into a pool of liquid human beings as soft as water, as if they were about to melt into the sofa.She waved her hand and didn't even bother to say a word. She didn't expect such a small request, and thought she could sign a long-term contract.

With permission, Xia Xun "swoosh" with the camera and got into the workshop.

Before leaving, he couldn't help reaching out and took half of the oranges from the plate, which made Mianyu angry and funny.

Although this little maid is so bad, Mianyu turned off the game program on the laptop and turned on the social software, and she still had to do something for her.

Anyway, if you're idle, let Xia Xun do post-production in peace and enjoy a comfortable photography life without being disturbed by interests and troubles.

So, after a little investigation, she easily contacted the sponsor of the cat shooting contest and the cattery suspected of fraud.

"There is a good photographer who intends to participate in the competition held by you, why don't you come and chat?" Pressing the Enter button, she sent the opening remarks, preparing to help the real winners and take away the remuneration in advance.

Her soft eyes on Xia Xunshi disappeared.

Instead, it is cold, rational, but slightly azure with sharp eyes.

……

Xia Xun and Zhuanzhuan maintained communication on QQ.

Xiao Zhuan Zhuan took the initiative to post a lot of prosperous wealth photos that he took, and he chose from thousands of choices, and found that he could make a set of prosperous wealth photography.Although she has no plans to participate in the competition, it is also a good gift to make a set of photos for Ye Qianluo.

So, I came to consult the direction of Xunge in the later period.

Xia Xun doesn't mind sharing knowledge with her. She is not selfish, but simply loves photography.Not only like to press the shutter, laugh at the good photos I took all afternoon, of course I would like to appreciate the masterpieces of others.

Of course, she would be happier if there was one more good photographer in the world.

"Brother Xun, do you think you should pull Anbu in this later curve?"

"Underexposed the dark part a little more? Don't lose details, this lens is more linear, and the bokeh of the out-of-focus can be very deep in the case of underexposure. However, the prosperity is very white, and there was a little problem with metering at that time. , should use center metering..."

"Well, what about the noise?"

"It's not serious photography or black-and-white. Just shoot a cat and add some noise? Don't sharpen it. It's good to keep the details of the cat's hair."

While chatting, she was doing the post-production of her own photos.

Although this is very rich, this photo is really good!Xia Xun admired his own skills, and at the same time wondered where there was still room for improvement and consideration. When the silly smile and seriousness coexisted——

There was a cold, slippery, weird touch against it.

Xia Xun was used to it, but just rushed after him, swaying the gods and continuing his work.

"...I'm not a fly, Master, you're going too far."

"I'm not a little girl you play with, don't be so rude."

"Well, what about my color? How's the work going?"

Xia Xun held up his hands with a helpless expression on his face.

The client came to check the progress of the work, and she still found nothing, which is not very happy.

"I also want to ask you, is this cat right? I didn't get the color of your narcissism, but I didn't get it? Do you have to deal with the cat owner again to get the color out?"

"But, the color is in the cat."

"Why is that?"

The God of Soap Bubbles didn't reply for a few minutes, just fell on Xia Xun's fine black hair, stared at the screen with her, looked at Wang Cai, which was magnified several times, and thought deeply about the reason.

Lost of color and less great, soap bubbles are still gods.Compared with mortals' contemplation, it seems to use some authority of God, not to study the derivation process, but to reach the answer directly.

"It's very happy, although cats don't laugh like humans." So, after an unknown amount of time, God said, "It's just that the level of joy is not enough, it hasn't made the soul completely naked and frank, it's not enough. Let the color flow out of it."

"I think I did a good job."

"It's not bad, it's a good photo. However, for Wangcai, this is probably not the case, right? The reason why it is happy is that after being pranked by you, it has regained its due beauty... To this extent, not enough."

Xia Xun kept his hands away from the keyboard and mouse, closed his eyes, and didn't look at those dense pixels, he just meditated on the words of God.It seems that there is no problem with his own thinking. After all, he wants to open the heart of the bearer of the color, but the degree is not enough.

Then... what else can make Wang Cai happier?