MTL - Rebirth of a Supermodel-Chapter 31

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The lens of Ming Yu is very good.

This point Fei Zhennan is quite clear.

When he first saw this boy in the studio of "Time Entertainment" a few months ago, he was attracted by the incomparable lens control of the other party.

Not every model has a great temperament, this teenager has; not every model has a first-class lens feel, this teenager has; not every model can get his family's stinking recognition, and willingly invite as chief Model, but this boy is all occupied!

In the spacious and large studio, the dark blue background is reflected by the light on the polished board, reflecting a faint faint blue halo. A tall, straight-looking, handsome-looking boy stands between the light, white feathers of the ground, calmly and arbitrarily posing different shapes, allowing the lens to capture itself.

The sense of the lens does not mean that the model must look at the camera, nor does it mean that the model must show itself fully in the lens.

Fei Zhennan seldom felt the tacit understanding of language without this. The teenager in front of him looked down at the camera with a slight gaze, and sometimes he opened his eyes and stared at the empty point in the distance with helpless eyes.

In the quiet and wide studio, everyone only heard the shutter sound "squeaky" and kept ringing.

No one said a word, no one took action. When I took the photo, I also directed a constant fee. Now I seem to be a photographer who simply takes a beautiful view. He constantly changes his posture and shoots the teenager from different angles and orientations. .

In just a few minutes, hundreds of photos have taken shape.

When the cover of the Mingyi film was finished, he quickly went off and changed his clothes. After filling up the makeup and finishing the dress, he returned to the camera again, and it was a burst of "咔嚓咔嚓" sound.

After all the photos were taken, Fei Lao had been busy for a whole day without eating lunch. In order to wait for the last shot, at noon, I only ate some biscuits to fill the hunger, so the two of them each carried a bowl of glutinous rice porridge, sitting on both sides of the table, eating it with a small pickle.

Fei Lao picked up a chopsticks of pickles and smiled and said: "Mingyu, the photos just are good. There is still a period of time from the fashion show. You will come to me later, pick a few, I will give you repairs."

At this time, Ming Yu was smashing a spoonful of green vegetable soup. Suddenly he heard this. He smiled and nodded. "Good old, if you are not too troublesome, we can go after dinner."

After taking a hard photo, it doesn't mean that everything is over. Photographers also need to screen hundreds of photos, and then select the most perfect photos for later retouching. For example, many models, even if they are on the powder, will look greasy on the face, which requires the photographer's later work.

Of course, not every photographer needs to do this kind of thing in person. Some photographers like to let the assistants help the later stage, while they are responsible for the scene shooting and make a beautiful base map.

After taking another porridge, Master Fei smiled and shook his head: "Where is this trouble? Your base map I just saw, the effect is very good, almost no need for too much post work, the skin is very delicate, the light is also quite Yes, you have to be happy, I can even send a few pictures to you as an art photo to hang at home."

For the praise of Master Fei, the Ming Yu accepted it with a smile.

After the two men finished the last bit of white rice porridge, Ming Yu went to his temporary studio behind Fei Lao. While walking, Fei Lao also said: "Mingyu, this time, the stinky girl is really troublesome for you. She is the first time to engage in fashion shows, there are many shortcomings, you have to take more care, you can help her I am really grateful for this busy."

Hearing the words, the Ming Yu was slightly stunned, and then he said: "Fei Lao, Xin Jie gave me a chance, I am very grateful to her."

Listening to the boy's words, Fei Zhennan stretched out his hand to open the door of the studio, and shook his head: "Can't say that, Si Xin is still a newcomer who has never opened a fashion show, but you are not a new model. Simplicity, your lens feels very good, and the temperament is also very good. I have taken a lot of supermodels. In the top supermodels in China, I have hardly ever taken photos, even on the choice, when he just debuted. I also took a set of cover photos for him."

When you hear a name, the simile is slightly lifted and you look at Fei Lao. Just listen to the latter and continue: "Your sense of the lens is really the best model of the models I have seen. I will not say the supermodel of other companies, you are not familiar with it, you are a sister of Muse. He Chaoman, should you be clear?"

Ming Yu gently nodded: "Man, I have seen it in the company."

Fei Lao said with a smile: "Yes, she has a very good temperament, she is born with a kind of extravagance, but there is no lack of affinity. This trait makes her catch the attention of others when she is on the catwalk. But it won't take away the beauty of the clothes. But the feeling of the lens is general. When I first took pictures of her, she was always trained by me. Later, her performance was skillful, but she often took the time. I am complaining about things, haha."

Ming Yu knows that Fei Lao can tell this private thing to himself, which shows that he really regards himself as his own. This kind of recognition makes the simile very useful. He stretches the exquisite eyebrows and smiles: "The strength of the sister is very strong."

Fei Lao waved his hand: "Compared with your lens, she is not as good as you! Your lens feels... Ming Yu, don't talk to others, especially don't talk to the guy, I think you are taking a hard photo. The feeling is not worse than that guy!"

Listening to this one "the guy", the Ming Yu slightly stunned, then frowned and asked: "Fei Lao, which guy are you talking about?"

When the white eyebrows were picked, Fei Laoli said of course: "Of course it is a choice!"

Simile:"……"

You don't say who knows this!

Fei Lao touched his chin and continued: "I don't want to see him like this. He is actually very stingy. Ming Yu, although you may not have any contact with him now, but you are a company after all, for you. If you have potential newcomers, you will meet with you sooner or later. Don't tell him when you are, I have said these things to you, don't say anything!"

Simile:"……………………"

Why is there an illusion that "not turning is not a Chinese person?"

After picking a few photos in the studio, it was soon to arrive in the evening, and it was not long before the fashion show started. Luo Ru did not enter the house to disturb the Ming Yu and Fei Lao, so he sent a text message to the Ming Yu, reminding him to come out to make up the makeup.

So Ming Yu politely said to Fei Lao, and then he planned to turn and leave.

However, just as he had just turned around and had not taken two steps, he suddenly heard a hesitant voice ringing from behind him: "Mingyu, what did you say on that show... Is it serious?"

The steps at the foot were instantly stagnation, and the metaphor was turned to look at the old man behind him. But seeing the world's top photographers look at themselves in a complicated look at this time, the expression is too complicated, people can not understand, but the eyes are sincere and tolerant, so that the mind of the Ming Yu is slowly softened.

Under the dazzling lights, I saw this handsome and beautiful young boy squinting at the corner of his lips and then said: "Yes, Fei Lao, everyone must have their own goals, and I have set my own goals. It is the one on the top. It seems to be a choice now."

In the face of this old man who cares about himself, Ming Yu did not deliberately conceal his ambition to go beyond the choice.

After the two men watched for a long time, I saw Fei Lao suddenly laughed out, and then kept patting: "Good! Ming Yu, you have this goal is a good thing! Tonight, Xi Jie will also attend this as a designer. This is perhaps your first step in the fashion show, you have to grasp it!"

The emperor was very fluent, and then he turned around and went out of the studio.

At this moment, the simile and Fei Lao did not know. As early as a month ago, a man sneaked into the scene of the "Hurricane" autumn conference, and secretly said this "I want The teenager who has surpassed the choice has seen it all over.

Today, on the evening of December 14, 2016, an atmospheric luxury Mushang also steadily stopped at the door of the fashion show venue. The driver quickly opened the back door of the underground car, and a pair of bright leather shoes appeared on the red carpet.

The city's colorful neon lights illuminate the sky of the winter night of Emperor's capital, and countless reporters brave the cold wind around the red carpet, waiting for the guests to participate in the fashion show.

Yes, Fei Sixin is a 23-year-old new designer and is not affiliated with any big names and studios. However, her work has won many international awards in recent years, and has published columns in many magazines.

Even without the virtue that she is the only daughter of Fei Zhennan, the name “Fasixin” can attract countless well-known designers, photographers, magazine editors...and even models.

Not to mention that before the fashion show began, Fei Lao invited many friends in the industry to support his own daughter. So this evening, the reporters can say that they have seen many heavyweights. The world’s top ten photographers have come three!

The reporters were not afraid of the cold, and the spotlight flashed on the red carpet without interruption, taking photos. When they saw the handsome and precious man, no one thought of taking pictures for a moment, but squatted for a moment.

After waiting for a long while, along with the words "Ah, ah, it is a choice", "How can I choose to go", "Is the old man even invited to choose?", the flashlight and The flash did not play their part again, shooting the cold and deep man into the negatives of the sheets.

Some people came for the name "Fe Zhennan";

Some people came for the name "Fasixin".

But apart from Ding Bo, I am afraid that no one knows -

Xi is chosen for the sake of simile.