The photographer Lao Xiao Huer, who took a group of photos for Zhao Xingluo, went home to retouch the pictures after finishing his work. He was in the process of retouching when he received a call.

"Master, it's been a long time. You've been wandering around the three mountains and the five mountains?" Seeing that it was Master's number, the old little Hu'er quickly picked it up and said.

"When will you change your ridiculous face." The master sighed on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, do you always have something to do? Talk to me if you have something to do."

"I will use the studio in the afternoon. I heard that your magazine is shooting something in the morning. Send me a sample." Master said.

His master of photography is very serious and responsible, and he also thinks that old Hu'er is a bit spiritual. Although he knows that his career has suffered setbacks, he still reminds him a few times from time to time, and he has not completely given up on this apprentice that he values ​​more. Little Hu'er knew that Master had good intentions, and although she was a little disheartened, she agreed to pass on the samples.

About half an hour later, Master called.

"What are you filming? You filmed a good couple special as if it were a contractual marriage!" The master yelled at himself, contrary to his normal state of immortality.

Old Hu'er: "..."

It's not been a day or two since he fished, the master is always mourning his misfortune and angering him, why today he doesn't know what medicine he took wrong and used him to sober him up.

"Master..."

"You caused your master and I to be scolded by my master and his old man." The master said something like a tongue twister with no expression on his face.

"what?"

Little Hu'er was really confused this time, counting with his fingers, but he still didn't quite understand the ethical relationship.

"My master, that's Mr. Li! We just had dinner together, and we started chatting about you. I just wanted him to see your new work and give me some pointers. Who knew that you not only didn't give me face, but even showed me your face?" !" Old Little Hu'er's master roared in despair.

Old Hu'er: "..."

"Little Huer."

A relatively unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone. It should be Teacher Li. The old little Hu'er has a little impression now, as if he heard that the master had a master before he left the teacher, and his Master is still the number one senior in the fashion circle.

Thinking of this, little Hu'er became serious, corrected his attitude, sat up straight and greeted respectfully: "Master Zu is good."

Lao Li: "..."

Why do I have a sense of sight that I have traveled to a martial arts drama and am still a master of the world, Lao Li muttered something in his heart.

"This hero——Zhao Xingluo, I've worked with him before. He's a rookie. He's capable, but he needs the photographer to communicate and cooperate with him more. You can't be a shopkeeper."

"Yes, yes, yes." Out of respect for Master and Master's Master, the old little Hu'er put away his sarcasm and nodded seriously.

"In this way, I will be in charge of contacting the venue, and I won't make it difficult for you. You can spare an hour or two to reschedule them to shoot again. Do you see any problems? Just tell me if there is any difficulty. If it doesn't work, I will You can contact your editor-in-chief directly," Lao Li said.

"No, no, no problem. This time the heroine is our makeup artist. I'm always on call." Old Hu'er hurriedly expressed his opinion.

"Okay, let's do this first, and I will contact you later." Lao Li said, and handed the phone to his apprentice.

This time he helped Zhao Xingluo get another chance to improve, not entirely out of his admiration for the young man's potential strength. If he does this kind of favor a few times, if Zhao Xingluo becomes a supermodel in the future, he can also be ranked first. It can be said that it is a win-win situation to be able to easily invite him into the echelon of photographers who take pictures.

And whether Zhao Xingluo can become a supermodel... According to Lao Li's decades of experience in the industry, it may only be a matter of time.

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"Really? Thank you so much, Mr. Li."

On the other side, Zhao Xingluo, who was resting in the hotel and waiting for the night shift, received a call from the photographer Mr. Li. After listening to his explanation, he thanked him repeatedly.

"You're welcome, my apprentice and grandson are a bit out of tune. I said I'm helping you, and I'm helping him get another chance. If the filming effect is better, it will help both of you in your career." Lao Li said .

After talking with Lao Li on the phone, Zhao Xingluo turned on the computer and called up the samples he had copied from the studio today.

Indeed, his performance was not outstanding, and the sense of CP between him and his partner was very weak. In contrast, Sister Tong's performance was much more natural and intimate, with the deep and sweet feeling of being in love brimming on her face .

During the shooting interval, Zhao Xingluo heard the jokes made by other staff members. She knew that this partner was engaged and good things were coming soon. Maybe it was like the experience she shared, bringing her love for her fiancé when taking pictures. please.

In fact, even if you haven't dated someone yet, you can bring in someone you like and temporarily replace your partner's face with the other's.

Zhao Xingluo hadn't thought about this truth before Sister Tong instructed him. Regarding the sense of substitution, Gu Shang also helped him train before, but...

This sense of substitution is not the same as the special training given to him by Mr. Gu before.

When playing with Gu Shang, the feeling of letting go of himself is still fresh in his memory, it is very deep, and he has become handy and well-versed. Now let alone taking sports-related photos, even taking photos of aliens No problem.

But to shoot the feeling of being in love is not the same as the general self-release, and he is now very clear that if he wants to shoot that kind of CP feeling, he has to use some kind of imagination.

And this kind of imagination is not something that he can start and end at will with his self-confident self-control.

In dreams, in the subconscious, where he is out of control, he can do nothing, and then he needs to bear the obvious sense of loss after waking up, but after all, it is not in the waking state, separated by a layer, there is no need and cannot do anything psychological construction.

But if you experience the sense of substitution in reality...

Zhao Xingluo frowned beautifully.

He has always been his own scabbard, but this knife is not easy to retract for him.

Because his knife handle is now in the hands of another person.

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