God's Palette

Exactly, Xia Xun brought his own.

"Mianyu?"

"what."

"This lens is qualified to take a picture for you." She held a heavy and large SLR camera and smiled at her employer.But Xia Xun hoped that she would not show a smile to the camera, otherwise, the color of God would slip away.

However, Mianyu waved her hand with a displeased expression: "No, no, no."

"……why?"

"I haven't slept well, I have dark circles under my eyes, and my hair is still messy. It's not the best time..." Mian Yu lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth were a little regretful.This is also her real thought. Compared with Xia Xun, she is not good enough now.

Xia Xun was distressed: "But... just this chance, I finally tried this lens once."

"Don't worry about it, anyway, if you dare to shoot me, I won't give you an advance salary."

"That……"

Other models...

Xia Xun saw a certain toothless grandma smiling at her, holding a cane in one hand and a V in the other.

Chapter 025 · A little bit of backbone

To be honest, Xia Xun doesn't really want to shoot grandma.Especially, when I have a good lens specially used for taking pictures of young ladies in my hand, but the model is only an old grandmother...

"Can you lend me a tripod? I'll shoot myself."

"This, no." The grandmother smiled.

"You are such a big shop, you don't have a tripod..."

"Do you look down on the old woman?" The old grandmother looked like a hooligan looking for trouble.

Xia Xun laughed, so be it.After thinking about it, she smiled heartily, and yes, a model who is willing to be on camera is smiling at herself, so as a photographer, it is the responsibility of her to record her perfectly.

The warehouse has no windows and naturally no sunlight, but there are many incandescent lamps as light sources.

Their light is hard, yet creates an environment that resembles an industrial vibe.Xia Xun visually inspected the environment and light, and when he didn't have any reflectors, soft light equipment, or fill light, he had to choose a better angle.

Soon, Xia Xun asked the model to walk slowly to the center of the container.

She turned off the excess, leaving only three incandescent lamps that were rebuilt from scratch.

Without a polarizer, it was impossible to filter out the reflections from the container glass, so Xia Xun turned them all on.The owner here, the old grandmother, is standing in the container, behind and beside her, full of old equipment that she has taken care of for decades.

In order to create some natural noise, and at the same time to ensure that the handheld camera shakes too much without a tripod, Xia Xun adjusted the sensitivity.

ISO (sensitivity), 400.

Shutter speed, 1/100.

Aperture, 1.4.

3 stops underexposure.

Xia Xun narrowed his left eye and looked at the electronic viewfinder with his right eye.

In such a light environment, the autofocus of old lenses and cameras was very unreliable, so she simply turned the focus ring by hand in the way she was most familiar with.

Feel the smooth and unique focus feel, a blurry scene, and gradually have a clear change.

The grandmother's smile is very clear, and she looks back at the camera with smiling eyes.

The soul of portrait photography lies in the eyes.

The light source from top to bottom illuminated her eyes under the reading glasses exceptionally clear.

"Your shot is perfect." Xia Xun said.

"Thank you." The grandmother smiled.

And at this moment, Xia Xun pressed the shutter.

"Crack."

This one is enough.

Anyone who is accustomed to photography will know one thing: the moment the shutter is pressed, the photographer already knows the quality of the photo.Xia Xun knew this, and understood what kind of beauty he had cut from the torrent of time.

"Okay." Xia Xun gave a thumbs up and breathed a sigh of relief.

The grandmother nodded and started to close the cabinet.Instead, he turned his back to Xia Xun, who was examining the photos, and said cheerfully, "That camera really can't use the full strength of this lens. I can consider you cheaper and pack a good camera for you."

"Do you think I look like that rich man?"

"Don't waste your technique, and don't waste that lens."

Xia Xun was silent.

The old grandmother walked slowly and said, "This limited edition of [-] lenses has been collected and hyped...but very few of them are used for photography. Don't let it die in this warehouse."

"But I still can't afford it."

"Poor ghost!" The grandmother cursed angrily, then smiled and led Xia Xun and the others upstairs slowly.

Many photographers go out with laptops and tablets, just to see it for the first time when they press the shutter and are convinced that this is a good photo.It's a shame to only see it in the tiny screen of the camera.