Start at the Pinnacle of Life

Start at the pinnacle of life ()

You said you want to take portraits, it's not impossible!

A big photographer in the fashion and film industry is surrounded by beautiful stars and beauties every day.

Qin Yu raised his hand: Come on, your circle is too chaotic, and there are so many popular people, I can't afford to provoke you!

Isn't the delicate house flower hidden deep in the boudoir fragrant?

Do you have to go to the street to pick the bewitching wild flowers that everyone can touch?

Take the girls around him as an example, who is worse than a star.

It's nothing more than a layer of identity that can make people imagine, and it's okay to try something new once in a while.

Just mess around, forget it!

Then you really intend to make it a hobby? Li Man looked disappointed.

Her hobby of photography makes her unable to bear to see such talent being wasted.

How about waiting to meet my real technology, please comment?

Qin Yu picked up the camera by his lap and shook it. Li Man asked him to bring it.

Okay, that's the deal. Li Man wanted to see how superb his portrait skills were.

Seeing that the two of them were speeding up their meal, Zhang Han, who was completely reduced to a little transparent, couldn't help speeding up.

The two-hour dining time is scheduled, and it will be over in less than half an hour.

Go, go upstairs.

Li Man took the two of them upstairs to her room. She was staying at the International Hotel these days.

bring it on!

Li Man pointed to all kinds of equipment placed against the wall, including lighting, lighting boards, brackets, lenses, etc.

It's not necessary. Qin Yu closed the curtain and opened a gap.

The slender light hits the floor, overcoming obstacles such as sofas and coffee tables.

Finally, it is reflected on the wall, forming an oblique V curve.

Who are you coming? Qin Yu put the camera around his neck.

Me. Li Man took off his coat, revealing his healthy wheat-colored skin.

Stand in the corner, let the light shine on your chest... Hold your head up, and the light should hit your eyes naturally.

No, the chin is to the left, the forehead is raised, and then to the right... Kaka, keep still!

At this time, Qin Yu turned into a professional photographer, using words to guide Li Man's movements.

At the same time, the figure shuttles between the living room, looking for the dynamic beauty of the moment.

The constantly changing directions and angles dazzled Zhang Han and filled his heart with admiration.

From Li Man's more natural movements, the light gradually rose in his eyes.

She can detect the joy and joy that comes from within.

Rather than saying that Qin Yu is taking pictures, it is better to say that he mobilized Li Man's pure beauty from the inside out.

Let her fully expose her most beautiful, pure, fragile and precious side in front of the camera.

The shoulder strap slipped, and Li Man simply let it go down naturally.

Hanging on the arm is a kind of beauty, and retreating to the chest...the waist is another kind of beauty.

External restraints prevent him from letting go completely, and he just wants to get rid of all obstacles.

Shua~

His vision was dim, and the tangy and elegant fragrance made Zhang Han short of breath.

She reached out and grabbed the tube top hanging on her head, and she took it off.

The little hand was behind the back nervously, and the five fingers repeatedly kneaded it into a ball and held it in the palm.

Click, click~

The filming continued as usual, whether it was Qin Yu or Li Man.

It seems that they are completely invested in it, the body and even the spirit.

More and more fabrics were flying, and Qin Yu's shooting angles became more and more tricky.

Standing at the entrance of the living room, Zhang Han seemed to be on fire all over his body.

The two round eyeballs were full of spring water, and the white breath that came out made people worry that they would burn in the next second.

In the blur, both hands were in front of the buttons.

Slap!

The picture in front of her eyes seemed to become a vast galaxy, attracting her to move forward.

...

After 3+1 hours, the normal shooting is really over.

Li Man's hair was disheveled and limp on the couch, gasping for breath.

On the sofa for one person, Zhang Han is showing the standard paralysis.

Looking at her, she was so tired that she almost couldn't breathe.

Filming is really hard work.

There are hundreds of poses in 3+1 hours.

Moreover, it is necessary to perfectly demonstrate one's own advantages and specialties.

Let the lens record the most perfect picture.

Picking up the camera and flipping through the records, Qin Yu sometimes frowned, sometimes nodded and smiled.

Among the photos he just took, the one that satisfied him the most was Li Man's butterfly pose.

She has a solid foundation in yoga.

The butterfly pose made is as real as it is, lifelike.

Zhang Han is much worse in this regard, no matter from the perspective of essence or professionalism.

None can compare to Li Man.

However, she can only be regarded as an extra, just take care of her.

After all, it is not always possible to meet a professional portrait photographer like Qin Yu.

what do you think?

Hold the camera in front of Li Man and let him admire his most satisfying masterpiece.

...I'll take all of these away. Li Man looked strange, and glanced at him arrogantly.

No problem! Qin Yu readily agreed.

Occasionally open the photo album and see the most perfect side of yourself in the photos.

Can she not recall her heartbeat?

Wouldn't it be more in line with Brother Yu's wish to take them away, all I want is for you to take them all away.

For Qin Yu, what matters is not the final result of the film.

It is to experience the attainments in the shooting process, and the wonderful perception brought by the ultimate joy when you devote yourself to it.

These precious memories and experiences are all engraved deep in his brain.

It will never be erased!

Thank you, you... are a genius and a devil.

Li Man had mixed feelings in his heart, but he couldn't blame Qin Yu.

Because even she herself is not sure whether it is the joy of release in her heart at this time, or the mourning of depravity.

In short, this is an experience she has never had before.

It also gave her, a master photographer, a new understanding of her profession.

...

After this battle, Qin Yu has been classified as a 'ghost talent' from a genius in Li Man's heart. '

If he can use all his talents on photography, he will definitely become one of the most representative masters of the contemporary era.

But he has no interest in orthodox filming, and just wants to be his own master.

Here you are, all the photos are inside.

Seeing Zhang Han's tangled expression on the side, Qin Yu smiled and said, Your photo is also in there, if you want to find her.

I will send you yours, and destroy all the negatives. Li Man said with a normal expression.

Zhang Han let out a long breath, and the heart in his throat fell into a fierce place.

Annoyance, regret, reminiscence and joy brought by aftertaste.

Zhang Han never knew that he could have so many emotions at once.

She hadn't figured it out yet, so why did she join in the shooting in a daze.

She is also willing to serve as a foil and background for Li Man, to set off her beauty.

Even if you really want to shoot, you should be the protagonist.

Fortunately, the protagonist is theirs, only the clown is himself.

But why, I would actually have the feeling of eating marrow, knowing the taste, and feeling thirsty? ? ?