Chapter 441 Find the feeling again
The editor-in-chief had no choice but to walk over and ask, "What's wrong? Fei."
Wen Liang showed her the photos in the camera and said, "The angle is not good, the photo is not good."
The editor-in-chief looked at the photo, flipped a few pages back, and looked up at her in confusion. "Isn't this good?"
Wen Liang, "Is this okay?"
“Isn’t that good?”
"What's so good about this?"
"Are you asking too much of yourself? Why not let Mr. Charles see for himself?"
Wen Liang paused, looked up and stared at Fu Zheng, "Come and take a look."
Fu Zheng stood up and walked over. He looked at the photos in the camera and said with a smile, "Not bad, Fei, your technique is very good."
White walked over and glanced at the photo: "?"
The model herself has such a good foundation that she won’t look ugly in any photo taken by anyone. How can you tell that she has such good skills?
Oh, Mr. Charles is so kind.
"Tell the truth."
"I'm telling the truth."
Wen Liang was silent and pursed her lips. Could it be her own problem?
She always felt that Fu Zheng in the photo was not good-looking.
It’s not that he doesn’t look good. Fu Zheng in the photo is still handsome and stylish, but she always feels that the photo doesn’t capture his handsomeness in real life.
Is it because she is too familiar with Fu Zheng?
How familiar is she with Fu Zheng?
To exaggerate a little, she was so familiar with Fu Zheng that she would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
During her time from high school to college, Fu Zheng's face often appeared in her dreams in various ways.
Wherever he appeared, her eyes would always be on him.
They then continued to sleep together for three years.
She was familiar with every detail of him.
The more familiar you are with a photo, the more likely you are to notice its flaws.
Just like sometimes photo retouchers can never satisfy their customers.
Fu Zheng's facial features are undoubtedly extraordinarily handsome. No matter who takes the photo of him, with his good looks, no one will be able to make him look ugly.
It’s just that Fu Zheng in the photo is not stunning enough, and the beauty of Fu Zheng’s appearance is not fully displayed.
Wen Liang said, "You sit back first, I'll get the hang of it."
"good."
Fu Zheng returned to his chair and sat down again.
Wen Liang picked up the camera and took a picture of his face.
She enlarged the photo and took a look, and immediately felt that no fancy angles were as handsome as the front face.
Wen Liang turned to White and the editor-in-chief and asked, "How many photos do you need?"
"Four or five," White replied. "Can you do it? If not, change someone."
"Of course I can, don't worry."
Wen Liang took the camera and said to Fu Zheng, "Come on, let's take another picture without smiling... Imagine your expression when you see your ex-wife's boyfriend... That's it, okay."
White: “…”
This was the first time he had seen a photographer guide him in this way.
Wen Liang now treats Fu Zheng like his own child, wanting people to see his best side.
She planned to take four photos, four outfits, four different angles, and four backgrounds.
This frontal face photo is passed, there are still three to go.
Wen Liang walked over and stood one step in front of Fu Zheng, observing his face carefully, moving to the left and then to the right, determined to find the angle that satisfied her most.
"Haven't you seen enough after so many years?" Fu Zheng smiled and said in a low voice.
Wen Liang: "Stop, smile like this when we take pictures later."
Fu Zheng: "..."
"Change the background, and change your coat."
The assistant immediately took out a black suit jacket from her bag, gave it to Fu Zheng to put on, and moved to the set next to her for filming.
Wen Liang guided Fu Zheng, "Smile, from the heart just like before...Okay, that's it."
Wen Liang enlarged the photo and looked at the details carefully. This photo is okay.
"Take off your coat, let's go shoot over there."
White was surprised. "Changing places so soon?! I don't think you took many pictures."
"You only need four pictures in total, so you don't need to take a lot."
"What if Mr. Charles can't choose four?"
“I’m sure you’ll be chosen.”
In the third photo, Fu Zheng is sitting on the sofa.
Wenliang needs to take a full body shot.
She said, "Be natural, don't be too stiff, just sit the way you normally sit."
Looking at the photo of Fu Zheng's long legs that had nowhere to go, Wen Liang nodded with satisfaction.
"Change place."
White, “So soon?”
"Um."
Wen Liang didn't like the remaining backgrounds. After thinking for a while, she said to Fu Zheng, "Let's go outside and take a photo in the car."
"good."
"Where's your car?"
"Underground garage."
Wen Liang turned around and asked the editor-in-chief and White, "Whose car is in the parking lot in front of the building?"
"Mine, use mine," the editor said. "I just washed it a few days ago."
Several staff members took reflectors and went down together.
Fu Zheng sat in the driver's seat and lowered the window most of the way.
"Look here, pay attention to your eyes, just treat him as your ex-wife's boyfriend." Wen Liang pointed at White next to him.
White: “?”
After taking this photo, Wen Liang carefully reviewed the four photos he had selected to make sure there were no omissions. "That's it, time to call it a day."
"Is the filming finished already?" White asked questioningly as he walked forward and opened the car door for Fu Zheng.
"Um."
White was unsure, but he still smiled and said to Fu Zheng, "Mr. Charles, let's go upstairs and choose photos."
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang's figure.
Back in the reception room, Wen Liang imported the photos into the computer, moved the four photos he had carefully taken together, glanced at Fu Zheng, and said, "I think these four are the best."
White frowned, "It's Mr. Charles who chooses, not you."
What's wrong with this photographer? Why is he so weird?
These four are pretty good though.
Fu Zheng said, "I think these four are pretty good too. Let's take them."
White: “?”
All right.
He stopped talking.
"Then I'll go back and edit the pictures." Wen Liang closed the computer and packed his backpack.
"Wait a minute, Fei, let's have lunch together at noon, and the two editors-in-chief will also come." Fu Zheng said.
White agreed without hesitation, "Mr. Charles is so kind, I would be very grateful if I could not refuse."
Seeing Wen Liang remained silent, White urged in a low voice, "Why don't you agree quickly? What a rare opportunity!"
"All right."
Wen Liang looked at Fu Zheng, met his eager gaze, and agreed.
White recommended a Western restaurant.
Fu Zheng asked his assistant to book a private room in advance.
The waiter brought four menus and placed one for each person on the table.
Fu Zheng didn't open it. He glanced at Wen Liang and said to the three of them, "Order whatever you want to eat. It's my treat."
White said politely: "I'm sorry to have cost Mr. Charles so much."
"Classic Nicoise salad with cream cheese, Australian sirloin steak, black pepper sauce, Bernardo Bolognese, tiramisu, and Moscato white wine." Wen Liang said to the waiter.
White: “…”
What the hell is wrong with this photographer?!
Don’t consider yourself an outsider at all!
While eating, White and the editor-in-chief were leading the conversation.
Wen Liang has been eating all the time, it would be a waste if he didn't eat.
While eating, she thought, now that her fake boyfriend is gone, how else can she make Fu Zheng learn his lesson?
He plotted against Richard yesterday with a clear conscience, and today he concealed his identity and became her photography subject, acting as self-willed and dictatorial as ever.
If he hadn't done all these weird things, she might have told him the truth.
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