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Chapter 28 Successfully completed
"Model?" Zhang Wanwan asked shyly, "Is there anyone in the county who specializes in taking photos like this?"

"Yes, they are all legal." Feng Qingyang said with a guilty conscience.

"Ah? Are there any irregular ones?" Zhang Wanwan slightly opened her red lips.

"No." Feng Qingyang said firmly and quickly changed the subject, "Okay, I'll contact you first. After taking the pictures and putting the new products on the shelves, I'll hire another person in the store, otherwise you won't be able to do it alone."

"I just need to work a little longer every day." Zhang Wanwan whispered.

"The sales will definitely be huge by then, and you will be too busy."

Feng Qingyang understands Zhang Wanwan, probably because he wants to save money for himself, but things are different now. Now he is ready to find a regular model even for models. He will not be short of a few hundred yuan, and he will leave the professional work to professional models.

He found Doudou Media.

This time he was on the right track.

"In the underwear category, yes, you should have big breasts... I know, 800 a day, the photographer gave me the most expensive one."

Feng Qingyang went straight to Chunshui Hotel with a new bra.

I have to say that the professional team looks professional and has all the lighting boards. The model is young and beautiful, with plump breasts, which fully meets Feng Qingyang's requirements.

But soon, Feng Qingyang noticed the flirting looks between the model and the photographer, which made him sigh, what a good profession a photographer is.

But do you think I am air?

"Work quickly and finish taking pictures in advance. You two can use this room as you like." Feng Qingyang said sternly.

Sure enough, the model and photographer restrained themselves a lot and the shoot progressed.

After the model finished changing her clothes and posing with her long bare legs, Feng Qingyang was directing from the side.

"Duck sitting, okay?"

"Split the angle a little further, hold your arms in front of you, don't use too much force, don't hold your chest, and keep your upper body straight."

"Come on, come on, give me a look, yes, look diagonally upward."

"It's over, the expression is a bit too much, a little softer, a little more innocent."

Feng Qingyang kept fine-tuning the model's movements, leaving the photographer stunned.

Good guy, he's more professional than me.

The photographer was in awe, could he be a senior in the industry?
However, seeing Feng Qingyang's young and handsome face, he denied his guess. Being able to create a delicate emotional atmosphere through subtle movements and adjustments must have many years of experience in the industry.

Talent must be talent.

The photographer could only explain it this way, and then started to learn humbly and see how Feng Qingyang trained him.

Feng Qingyang frowned. The model and photographer were very cooperative, but the shooting results were not ideal. After an hour, only one set of photos was taken.

When he looked at the photo, he always felt that something was wrong, that something was missing.

"What?" The photographer came over and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

In his opinion, the effect of this set of photos was very good, better than anything he had taken before, and it was very atmospheric. Just looking at the photos, he was already ready to take action.

"No, it doesn't feel right." Feng Qingyang frowned and thought.

After carefully comparing the pictures taken last time in my mind, I finally discovered the problem.

The temperament presented by the model is wrong.

If it is not open enough, the atmosphere of the picture will not be enough.

No gut taste.

"Ah? How else should I open it? I've already opened it enough!" the model pouted and said.

"Temperament, mainly temperament. Imagine yourself as...forget it, try taking two more pictures." Feng Qingyang said.

The model was tortured so much by Feng Qingyang that the photos he took were not satisfactory. He watched as time was wasted little by little. If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to finish the photos by the time he got off work.

Feng Qingyang didn't care what the model thought, he spent money.

"Don't look at the camera, tilt your head to the right, don't strain your neck, be gentle."

"Put your hand down, right, right next to your belly button."

"You don't need to stretch your left leg too straight, bend it slightly, you know? And don't spread it too far apart, stack it together, and push your right leg forward." Feng Qingyang sweated profusely and directed for two hours, until noon, count In the group just now, there were only three groups of pictures, and they were all the same as the first group, with no internal flavor.

"Forget it, you two go." Feng Qingyang paid the two of them half a day's wages.

"Didn't you say that the room is for us to use?" The model was displeased.

Before Feng Qingyang could say anything, the photographer quickly grabbed the model.

He whispered to the model: "Don't talk nonsense. They are masters. You feel that what you are taking is a photo, but to a master it is called art."

The two left.

Feng Qingyang was angry. He originally wanted to use regular troops because he didn't have enough money, but they were useless.

Still have to rely on jungle.

He dialed the phone.

"Who is it? He's sick! It's only noon, no one else needs to sleep?! He was exhausted last night." There was a roar from the other side of the phone.

"Stop talking nonsense, Chunshui Hotel, it's 400 per day, come here now." Feng Qingyang said straightforwardly.

"Who is it?" The voice on the other end of the phone was confused.

"Last time you stole five of my bras and I haven't settled the account with you yet." Feng Qingyang said.

"Oh, pervert brother." The other person suddenly realized, "It's 400 per day, please quote the fare."

"Come here." Feng Qingyang hung up the phone
Then he dialed Zhou Chao again: "Chaozi, Chunshui Hotel, bring your digital camera."

"Wait for me." Zhou Chao hung up the phone anxiously.

Half an hour later, the girl and Zhou Chao arrived at the hotel one after another.

The girl changes her clothes quickly.

The white snow made Zhou Chao spurt nosebleeds again, making the girl laugh wildly.

Feng Qingyang directed with ease.

The three of them can now be considered an iron triangle.

The girl was very bold in her movements. She could immediately understand what Feng Qingyang said.

The key is temperament, which can be highlighted in every gesture.

Zhou Chao's shooting position was also very coquettish, so that Feng Qingyang had to remind him frequently.

"It's so close, so close, no need for close-ups."

"The angle for overhead shots doesn't have to be that big. Why don't you shoot from above your head?"

"Can you stop staring at one place all the time? Your legs also need to be photographed."

The filming process went very smoothly, basically all the actions were done in one go, and the three of them became more and more skillful in their cooperation.

It only took one afternoon to take all the photos.

Feng Qingyang looked at the photos of the finished product and was very satisfied. The Taobao store was once again a hit.

This time he also generously gave the bra to the girl.

Zhou Chao was so stupid that he also started chatting with the girl while Feng Qingyang was looking at the photos.

Feng Qingyang could faintly hear their conversation.

"How long do you plan to do this?"

"Let's do it first, wait until the day we can't do it anymore."

"If you want to quit, it's not too late. What matters is what you think."

"What do I think?"

"Yeah, what do you think?"

"Save money while you are young, and when you get older, find an honest man to marry."

(End of this chapter)