These two people and a rabbit are so eye-catching that the team next to them who are filming blockbusters keeps looking this way.

Since this rabbit stared at Ling Ye's name, they didn't dare to show their curiosity in the past, but the glances that came over from time to time made the rabbit very uneasy.

Let's not talk about other teams, Qiu Yan alone has been coveting it for a long time.

Shan Xi glanced at Qiu Yan, "Loach, take the rabbit aside and play with it, and feed some grass to eat by the way." ”

Qiu Yan immediately ran over, picked up the rabbit and ran, "Okay, Sister Huaige." ”

The rabbit's red eyes are full of three points of wonder and seven parts of anger, so that it does not eat wild grass.

The organizer came over with a few people and said, "These are retouchers, you give them the photos." ”

Bai Yu showed the retoucher the negative, and I have to say that the name of the appearance team is not for nothing, and each has its own characteristics.

The kind of arrogant to thrilling beauty of Shan Xi, the curvature outlined by a few green silks blown by the wind makes people feel just right, casually raise her eyes, the lazy black eyes make people feel unfathomable, behind her is the abyss, and behind the abyss is the sunrise.

Hope erupted in despair, and this picture was more shocking than any he had ever seen.

Obviously, this woman is only a very small one, but the momentum of the world, as if everyone is an ant.

So everything is in one piece, there's nothing to fix, and the retoucher looks through the next photo.

Then the expression on his face cracked slightly, as if he didn't believe in evil, and he pressed the button quickly, and finally his face showed a look of despair and shock. He's not going to lose his job.

The organizer didn't see the photo, but it could be seen from the retoucher's face that the photo was taken a little embarrassing.

Compare it in a few seconds, what good picture can be produced? Retouchers are not draftsmen, so they can't change everything.

"Let's remake."

Zhong Qi was happily eating breakfast over there when he heard this: "If you say a remake, a remake, it's not good-looking." ”

Retouchers are like this, can they look good? Although you have good looks, you can't just make it, the organizer slandered.

The retoucher over there didn't pay attention to the raging war here, so he took a look at it first and saved the photo to his phone.

"Ling Ye, do you want another one? Don't you have a single person-" The organizer first found Ling Ye, who seemed to be more reasonable, and said step by step.

"No, send me the original film, and the retoucher will fix it." Ling Ye was dressed in an overcoat, his momentum was compelling, and the big man of one meter eight looked like an ant.

"Huai Ge-" The organizer is not dead, and WIN can't go wrong as the biggest breaking point.

"Don't shoot, don't change, that's all."

Organizer: "......" is more unreasonable than the other.

Everyone finished shooting one after another, and the retoucher changed the camera to them, and couldn't help but praise: "The lens feels so good, it's a pity not to be a star." ”

The organizer was anxious, "Don't leave yet, the WIN diagram hasn't been finished yet." ”

"What to repair, I feel disrespectful to the original film when I adjust the color casually, you group of cameramen, what awards have you won, no one will take a good picture."

The sound of gossiping next to him discussing how to retouch the picture instantly stopped.

What whitening, double eyelids, leg elongation, P slimming, high nose, etc., etc., it seems that everything has been wiped out by this speech.

When even the most confident BZ team was discussing how to retouch the picture, WIN had already finished eating.

Mu Zhi approached the captain and whispered, "I want to see the photo of Sister Huaige, it must be amazing." ”

The captain pushed his head to the side and said with a blank face: "First of all, you can beat Ling Ye, whether it is in the game or outside the game, you can't. ”

Qiu Yan came back with the gray rabbit in his arms, "Finished shooting?" Walked away, went home, what a wilderness. ”