The simile has a good sense of lens.

Fei Zhennan is quite clear about this.

When he first met this boy in the studio of "Shi Entertainment" a few months ago, he was attracted by the other party's valuable control of the camera.

Not every model has an excellent temperament, this young man has it; not every model has a first-class camera sense, this young man has it; not every model can be recognized by his stinky girl, and he insists on inviting him as the chief model, but this young man has it all!

In the spacious and huge studio, the dark blue background was reflected by the light on the luminescent panel, which reflected a hazy and blue halo. A tall and handsome boy stood among the feathers all over the ground, calmly posing in different shapes, allowing the camera to capture himself casually.

The sense of lens does not mean that the model must be staring at the camera, nor does it mean that the model must be fully displayed in the camera.

Fei Zhennan rarely felt such a tacit understanding without words. The boy in front of him sometimes raised his head slightly, looked down at the camera with a cool look, and sometimes he glanced away, staring at the void point in the distance with an empty and helpless gaze.

In the quiet and spacious studio, everyone could only hear the shutter ringing "clicking" constantly.

No one said a word or no one moved. When taking the photo just now, he was instructing him to keep shooting. Now he seems to have become a photographer who simply photographs beautiful scenery. He constantly changes his posture and takes pictures of the boy in front of him from different angles and directions.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of photos were taken.

When Mingyu's clothes were filmed, he quickly left the scene and changed his clothes. After repairing his makeup and tidying up his clothes, he returned to the camera again, and another "cracking" sound rang out.

After all the photos were taken, Mr. Fei had been busy all day long and had not had lunch. It happened that Mingyu only ate some biscuits at noon to satisfy his hunger in order to wait for the last shot. So the two of them each held a bowl of glutinous white rice porridge and sat on both sides of the table, and ate it with pickles.

Mr. Fei picked up a chopstick of pickles and said with a smile: "Mynacle, the photo just now is good. There is still some time before the fashion show. You can come to my place later and pick a few pictures and I will repair it for you."

At this time, Mingyu was scooping a spoonful of vegetable soup. Suddenly, he heard this, and nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Mr. Fei, if you don't bother, we can go after dinner."

After taking hard photos, it is not all over. Photographers still need to screen hundreds of thousands of photos, and then select the most perfect photos to beautify them later. For example, many models will look greasy even if they are pink, which requires the photographers' post-production work.

Of course, not every photographer needs to do this in person. Some photographers like to ask their assistants to help with the later stages, while they are responsible for the on-site shooting and produce the best base picture.

After taking another sip of white porridge, Master Fei smiled and shook his head: "How troublesome is this? I just saw your base picture. The effect is very good, and it almost doesn't require much post-work. The skin is very delicate and the light feel is quite good. If you are happy, I can even send you a few photos as art photos for you to hang them at home."

Mingyu accepted Master Fei’s praise with a faint smile.

After the two of them drank the last little white rice porridge, Mingyu followed behind Mr. Fei to his temporary studio. While walking, Mr. Fei also said, "Mingyu, this time, that stinky girl Sixin is really troubled. This is her first time doing a fashion show. There are many shortcomings, so you have to take care of it. I am really grateful to you for helping her."

Upon hearing this, Mingyu was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Old Fei, it was Sister Xin who gave me a chance. I am very grateful to her."

Listening to the boy's words, Fei Zhennan reached out and pushed open the studio door, shook his head and said, "You can't say that. Sixin is still a newcomer who has never held a fashion show, but you are no longer a new model. Esimile, you have a good sense of camera and a very good temperament. I have taken many supermodels. Among the top group of supermodels in China, almost no one has ever taken photos. Even Xi Ze, when he first debuted, I took a set of cover photos for him."

When I heard a name, Ming Yu raised her eyes slightly and looked at Mr. Fei. The latter continued, "Your sense of camera is really the best one among the models I have ever seen. I won't talk about the supermodels of other companies, and you are not familiar with them. You should be clear about He Chaoman, the number one sister of your muse, right?"

Mingyu nodded gently: "Sister Man, I saw it from afar when I was in the company."

Fei Lao said with a smile: "Yes, Chaoman has a very good temperament. She is born with a noble character, but she does not lack affinity. This characteristic makes her attract other people's attention when walking on the catwalk, but it will not take away the beauty of her clothes. However, Chaoman's camera feels average. When I first took photos of her, she was always scolded by me. Later, she became a little more skillful, but she often complained to me about the past, haha."

Mingyu knew that Mr. Fei was able to tell him all such private matters, which showed that he really regarded himself as his own. This recognition also made Mingyu very useful. He stretched out his delicate eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Sister Man is very strong."

Mr. Fei waved his hand: "Compared with your sense of camera, she is not as good as you! Your sense of camera... Simile, don't tell others, especially don't tell that guy. I think your feeling when taking hard photos is no worse than that guy!"

Listening to the "that guy" who said this, Mingyu was slightly stunned, then frowned and asked, "Old Fei, which guy are you talking about?"

With his gray eyebrows raised, Mr. Fei said for granted: "Of course it's Xi Ze!"

Metaphor: "…"

Who would know if you didn’t say this!

Mr. Fei touched his chin and continued, "Don't look at him like this, he is actually very stingy. It's a sensible person. It's a simile. Although you may not have any contact with him now, you are from the same company after all. For a newcomer with potential like you, Xi Ze will sooner or later. You must not tell him that I have said these things to you, so you must not say them!"

Metaphor: “……………………………”

How come you have the illusion that you are not a Chinese person if you don’t turn around?

After picking a few photos in the studio, it was soon evening, not long before the fashion show started. Luo Ru couldn't go into the house to disturb Mingyu and Fei's conversation, so she sent a text message to Mingyu, reminding him to come out to make up quickly.

So Mingyu politely said to Mr. Fei, and then planned to turn around and leave.

However, just as he turned around and took two steps, he suddenly heard a hesitant voice sounding from behind him: "Ming Si, are you serious about what you said on that show?"

The steps under his feet suddenly stopped, and Mingyu turned to look at the old man behind him in surprise. However, he saw that the world's top photographer was looking at him with a complicated expression. His expression was too complicated and incomprehensible, but his eyes were sincere and tolerant, which made Mingyu's heart slowly soften.

Under the dazzling light, the handsome young man curled his lips and smiled slightly, and then said, "Yes, Mr. Fei, everyone must have their own goals, and the goals I set for myself have always been the top one. Now it seems that it is Xi Ze."

Faced with this old man who cared about him, Mingyu did not deliberately conceal his ambition to surpass Xi Ze.

After the two of them watched for a long time, Mr. Fei suddenly laughed out loud, and then kept clapping his hands and said, "Okay! Essay, it is a good thing for you to have this goal! Tonight, Xi Ze will also attend this fashion show as a designer. This may be your first step, you must seize it!"

Mingyu let out a heavy "hmm" sound, then turned his head without turning back and walked out of the studio.

Mingyu and Mr. Fei didn't know about this moment. As early as a month ago, a man had sneaked into the scene of the "Pei Feng" autumn press conference without knowing it, and secretly looked at the boy who said "I want to surpass Xi Ze".

Today, on the evening of December 14, 2016, a grand and luxurious Musanne also parked steadily at the door of the fashion show venue. The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat. A pair of shiny leather shoes appeared on the red carpet.

The colorful neon lights of the city shine the sky on the winter night of the imperial capital like daytime. Countless reporters braved the cold wind and stood around the red carpet, waiting for the guests participating in the fashion show to shoot.

Yes, Fei Sixin is a new designer who is only 23 years old and is not affiliated with any big names or studios. However, her works have won many international awards in recent years and have displayed columns in many magazines.

It doesn’t even have to rely on the point of “She is Fei Zhennan’s only daughter”, the name “Fei Sixin” alone can attract countless well-known designers, photographers, magazine editors, and even models in the industry.

Not to mention before the fashion show, Mr. Fei took the initiative to invite many friends in the industry to support his daughter. So tonight, the reporters could say that they met many heavyweights, and three of them were among the top ten photographers in the world!

The reporters were not afraid of the cold, and the spotlights flashed continuously on the red carpet, taking photos. When they saw the handsome and precious man, no one remembered to take photos for a moment, but were stunned for a moment.

After a while, accompanied by the exclamations of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Some people come for the name "Fe Zhennan";

Some people come for the name "Fei Sixin".

But except Ding Bo, no one here knew about it-
Chapter completed!