Reborn as a comedic artist

A few minutes later!

The hustle and bustle of Jinli Ancient Street seemed to become background noise.

Cheng Ming handed the camera to Zhao Yufeng with a smooth and effortless gesture, exuding a calm and unassuming air that suggested he had accomplished something great.

Zhao Yufeng leaned closer to take a look, and his eyes, which were already as thin as willow leaves, instantly widened to the size of copper bells.

Immediately following was an exclamation: "Holy crap! You're awesome, buddy... I absolutely love you!"

On the screen, Zhao Yufeng's movements were exaggerated, but the composition was extremely tricky.

The photo of him stepping on a stone lion utilizes the distortion characteristics of a wide-angle lens.

This made her already long legs look even more incredible, almost taking up two-thirds of the frame.

Combined with that fierce expression and taut muscle lines, it doesn't look ugly at all; instead, it exudes a cool and edgy vibe of anime-style violent aesthetics!

She looks just like the Valkyrie in those shonen manga who has just trampled the villain underfoot.

"That's so cool!!"

Whether intentionally or not, Zhao Yufeng instinctively unleashed a powerful Vajra Palm strike.

I meant to pat Cheng Ming on the shoulder, but because of the height difference, I missed and ended up patting his back instead.

Even Cheng Ming, who was physically strong and had a stable lower body, couldn't help but feel his legs go weak and almost stumbled. He personally experienced the power of his innate strength...

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got too excited... But to be honest, this is exactly the picture of my dreams."

Those photographers used to just tell me to smile, saying I had to be gentle and graceful. Gentle and graceful my foot! This is my true nature...!

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Lin Yiyi, who was standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded.

She leaned over to look at the screen, then at Zhao Yufeng's carefree, ecstatic expression, and felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

On what grounds?

Why does this guy make Zhao Yufeng look so cool in his photos, but make himself look like an idiot who just escaped from a mental hospital?

Is it really because I'm not good-looking...?

Or was it really an accident last time?

Or perhaps she was acting in the wrong way; a feeling called "jealousy" and "resentment" began to frantically grow in Lin Yiyi's heart.

It's often said that men are both afraid of their brothers suffering and afraid of their brothers driving Land Rovers, but women are actually even more afraid.

Lin Yiyi's strange competitive spirit took over at this moment...!

Seeing Zhao Yufeng's smug "I'm the most beautiful woman in the world" attitude made her even angrier.

"that……"

Lin Yiyi bit her lip and spoke hesitantly, her voice barely audible: "Hey, liar... no, magician of light and shadow..."

Cheng Ming was gently patting Zhao Yufeng's injured back with his other hand, looking completely innocent, his peach blossom eyes filled with pure kindness.

"What's up, miss? Do you have any feedback on my work?"

"Since you filmed Yu Feng so well, I'll reshoot it too...!"

"If you can take a good picture of me this time, I'll forgive you and I won't ask for the fifty yuan back." Lin Yiyi raised her chin, trying to regain her composure.

The fish has taken the bait again!

And it was the kind of animal that jumped into the bucket on its own initiative...

"Well... taking photos of this lady just now took a huge toll on my inspiration and energy..."

"You know, artistic creation is exhausting; it's a process of burning your soul, and..."

Cheng Ming chuckled inwardly, but a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He looked Lin Yiyi up and down, his eyes filled with a critical and scrutinizing gaze:

"Your style is rather reserved, or as the saying goes, you're not very outgoing. It's extremely difficult for you to break through your own limitations and achieve the visual impact of a female knight-errant..."

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't care, just tell me if you're going to film or not...!"

Lin Yiyi was enraged and stomped her foot: "I, I... this girl is naturally beautiful, how am I inferior to her?"

I can be wild too, okay...!

"Alright, since you insist, I'll reluctantly burn my soul one more time..."

Cheng Ming sighed, as if he had made some enormous sacrifice:

"But let me make this clear from the start: to achieve this effect, you must completely trust me. You must do whatever I tell you to do. Can you do that?"

"If you can't do that, don't blame me if the result isn't good..."

"No problem!" Lin Yiyi said confidently, her eyes as determined as a soldier about to go to battle.

"Okay, let's begin."

Cheng Ming casually raised his hand in a gesture.

"What kind of trouble is Lao Cheng up to now...? This girl doesn't seem very bright, won't she get beaten up...? Wang Shuo understood perfectly, saying no but his body betrayed him as he carried the machine and followed.

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Cheng Ming led the two to a wishing tree adorned with red ribbons. The area was bustling with tourists, and the fluttering red ribbons added to the ancient charm.

"This time, we're going to take on the ultimate fusion of cyberpunk and classicism, a concept called 'wasteland rebirth'."

Cheng Ming made up a lie with a straight face, his tone so professional that no one dared to refute him: "Come on, hug this tree."

Lin Yiyi obediently walked over and hugged the rough tree trunk with both hands.

"No, that's not how you hug someone, it's too cliché, this is a tourist photo." Cheng Ming shook his head and stepped forward to personally instruct...

"You need to cross your legs, like a koala...!"

"Yes... hanging from the tree shows your attachment to nature and humanity's desire to return to its primitive state..."

"what?"

Lin Yiyi blushed and hesitated as she looked at the tourists coming and going around her.

"This...this posture is so indecent!"

"Elegant? Vulgar...!"

Cheng Ming rebuked him sternly, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

"Art transcends highbrow and lowbrow tastes! If you care too much about what others think, you'll never create a masterpiece that touches the soul..."

"Look at the woman in blue just now, did she care? Did she care about the feelings of that stone lion...?"

Lin Yiyi glanced at Zhao Yufeng, who was frantically taking selfies with his phone, completely absorbed in his own beauty, and anger welled up inside her. She gritted her teeth and made a snap decision.

Fight!

She clumsily jumped up, used all her strength, grabbed the tree trunk tightly with both hands, and wrapped her legs around it, clinging to the tree like a giant pendant.

"Good! Yes, keep it up, make your expression even more pained..."

"Imagine you are a koala about to lose your home, feeling the despair and helplessness when facing a bulldozer...!" Cheng Ming raised his camera and shouted instructions.

Lin Yiyi tried her best to force a pained expression, her features scrunched up.

"Snap!"

"Next, that stone bench, do you see it?"

Cheng Ming pointed: "Lie down! Yes, spread your hair out, let it fall like seaweed..."

His eyes rolled back... no, I mean, he gazed up at the sky, contemplating the ultimate mysteries of the universe, his mouth slightly open, trying to create an ethereal, astral feeling...!

Lin Yiyi climbed down from the tree, her hair already a bit messy.

She lay on the cold stone bench, feeling the chill run down her spine...

Passing tourists cast caring glances at people with intellectual disabilities, and some even took out their phones to record videos.

The shame made her dig her toes into the ground, wishing she could dig out a second phase of Jinli right there and then.

"Hang in there...!" This is the price of art; it's common for supermodels to roll around in mud for photoshoots...!

Cheng Ming encouraged him loudly, his hands clicking the shutter button rapidly.

"The last one! This is the main event..."

"Stick your tongue out and make a face! We're going to break down societal stereotypes about beauty and deconstruct the facade of beauty...!"

Lin Yiyi was completely infatuated at this point...!

Her mind was filled with the fantasy of that "stunning" photo, and she was willing to go all out for it.

Her eyes were closed, her tongue was sticking out, and her hands were making an extremely twisted peace sign, her whole face contorted with effort.

"Click! Perfect!"

Cheng Ming pressed the shutter, let out a long sigh, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "That's a wrap. This is definitely the pinnacle of my career."

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