There is no way to do it.

Multi-party game, only in this way can everyone have nothing to say.

Lin Weilong scratched his head: "Then let them fight, is there any photographer in the club who shoots better than me?" What am I afraid of. ”

Editor-in-chief Zhao said: "Su Xingqi and Qin Mu are bound to win. They didn't plan to use the photographer in our company, but hired a well-known photographer to shoot with a lot of money, and Hua Die was anxious when he heard the news, they said, although the set of advertising photos you took before was not bad, but it was too decent, and it was not much different from ordinary hard photos. They need something more creative, more eye-catching, that can crush Qin's enterprises in one fell swoop and make them lose convincingly. ”

Lin Weilong finally understood why he was allowed to reshoot.

"Okay, let's remake." He took this matter down and took Su Xingyu out of the editor-in-chief's office.

The next question is not about the technical aspects, but about the creativity.

A good idea is the key, the set, the composition, the color palette ...... It has to hit people's hearts at a glance.

Su Xingyu asked Lin Weilong: "How are you going to shoot?" ”

Lin Weilong rolled his eyes: "How do I know?" He didn't make an appointment with Jiang Zhenzhen first - the model's time was bought with money, so he first locked Su Xingyu in the studio and tossed her, experimented with her, and posed in various poses.

Su Xingyu cooperated dutifully, her camera sense was good, and although the pose she shot was not as professional as that of the model, it was also decent. Lin Weilong sighed while experimenting: "If you are taller, you can really be a model." ”

Su Xingyu: "That's not my pursuit. ”

Lin Weilong: "Don't you girls like gorgeous and shiny things?" The catwalk is a dream for many people. ”

Su Xingyu chuckled: "That doesn't include me." "Her dream has never been to be a catwalk, or to stand in the spotlight with elaborate makeup and beautiful clothes, she has only one dream since she was a child - and that is to be a good photographer like her mother. She likes the slight "click" when she presses the shutter, as if it contains a thousand words from all over the world.

Lin Weilong tossed her for several days, and no matter how she composed it, she was not satisfied.

He became more and more irritable: "There are only a few ideas for the clothing of the girl brand, how can you come up with a new one temporarily?" ”

Su Xingyu could see it: "We can't think of it, and Su Xingqi may not be able to think of it." "Su Xingqi is helping Qin's company shoot luggage advertisements this time, Qin's luggage brand is not big or small, it is a second-tier luxury product, and the advertising style is nothing more than that.

Lin Weilong snorted coldly: "I don't care what they shoot, but Hua Die said that if you want to be eye-catching, you have to make people shine, and the uncle who satisfies the money is the first priority of a photographer, understand?" ”

Su Xingyu: "...... Isn't a photographer's first priority to shoot a good job? ”

Lin Weilong sneered: "Good work? A good work is a work that can make the owner pay a lot of money. ”

Su Xingyu didn't want to argue with him on this issue, she cooperated with him to continue to find creative compositions, tossing and turning, the progress stagnated, and the editor-in-chief Zhao urged three times a day, all of which were boring.

Work is not going well, and she also looks depressed at home.

It was a weekend, and it was rare that Lu Shifeng and her were at home, and the two were drinking tea in the small garden on the terrace.

The afternoon sun shines like a little bit of gold on people.

Lu Shifeng elegantly held the teacup and asked her, "You don't seem to be happy lately?" ”

She was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect him to even notice these details, so she said: "Something is not going well at work." ”

"Is there anyone you need my help with?" He asked.

Help?

How can he help?

Somehow, Su Xingyu suddenly remembered the temporary replacement of Su Xingqi by Hua Butterfly Clothing before, was it Lu Shifeng's hands and feet behind this? Would he really lend a helping hand when she was in distress?

"Why do you keep staring at me, I have flowers on my face?" Lu Shifeng had a slightly magnetic voice.

Su Xingyu suddenly came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing." ”

The words turned around a few times, and she still didn't know how to ask, in case Su Xingqi's thing was not done by him, then she was really embarrassed to be amorous. She changed the subject: "Do you have a way to help me?" ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can't help it?" ”

…… Well, she shouldn't seem to ask that, the person in front of her is rich and powerful, what can't she do? But she didn't want to let him solve everything, and if that was the case, there would be no point in her working so hard to find a job that was independent of him.

But Lu Shifeng didn't let her go: "What the hell is going on?" ”

She said, "It's just a little trouble, I don't need your help." ”

He was displeased: "You are my wife, and you deserve my protection." ”

This man's machismo is really hopeless.

Su Xingyu looked at his face carefully, and when he saw that the mountain rain was coming, he didn't dare to provoke him again.

But she really didn't want him to help! After thinking about it, I had to say, "Then can you tell me how you usually deal with troubles at work?" Let me learn you how to deal with it, too. ”

It's better than letting him directly use money to help her solve her troubles.

Lu Shifeng didn't expect her to make such a request.

He seems to have married a very special wife, obviously so weak, he can be crushed to death with a casual finger, but he wants to solve everything by himself, so stubborn.

"It's hard, isn't it?" He asked.

She didn't understand what he meant: "What? ”

"I said you're working hard," he put down the teacup in his hand, the faint glaze of blue and white porcelain shimmered between his fingers, "I used to have a younger sister who wasn't very favored at home, and she was used to solving everything by herself, because no one was willing to help her even if she asked for help." It wasn't until I came back from studying abroad to take care of her and protect her that she slowly learned to be dependent. ”

When he said this, his voice was very low, staring at the blue and white tea cup in his hand: "But there are some habits that she has not changed, such as going to work with her classmates during the summer vacation, and later died in this incident." I've always thought that it's not a good thing for women to be too independent, and that's because there is no one to rely on. ”

She looked at him stunned, her eyes suddenly sour.

For so many years, no one has ever said such a thing to her, although she has worked so hard to live, the people around her will only think that she is inferior to her sister in everything, and think that the Su family can give her a bite to eat, what is she not satisfied with?

Only he saw the inhumane hardships behind her.

She lowered her head, her lips moving, trying to tell him that it wasn't hard, but she couldn't say anything.

There was a wisp of warmth on his cheek, and it was he who reached out and stroked her hair. His voice came slowly: "Xingyu, you are married now, you are no longer the unfavored eldest lady of the Su family, you can learn to rely on me." ”