Hearing him say this, several photographers in the neighborhood gathered, curiously waiting to see the photos.

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to this, Su Xingyu smiled lightly and opened the camera screen generously. The first photo presented on the screen is Ouyang Yi walking out of the backstage with the model group, with one hand in his trouser pocket, seemingly inadvertently with a side head, the complex lighting of the catwalk blurred the crowd, leaving only a star shining like him, perfect and flawless.

"It's not muddled." Someone complimented.

Immediately, everyone was silent for a moment, not to mention that this photo perfectly presents Ouyang Yi's charm!

"It's the second casual outfit," another photographer admired, "the little girl really caught it well, it was a fast song at the time, the lighting was intricate, fleeting, it was not easy to catch such an impeccable shot in all aspects." ”

Then someone laughed: "The little girl is lucky, the first one is a good movie." ”

It's just a photo, they still don't take Su Xingyu seriously, after all, cameras are so popular these days, even if a random layman comes to capture the probability of a good movie, it is not impossible. The difference between the so-called first-class photographer and the average photographer is not how well the two photos are taken, but whether they can always maintain a stable level.

Su Xingyu also smiled, luck? She didn't rely on luck to make films.

However, she didn't want to explain to the group of aunt photographers, and only silently clicked on the second one.

Or Ouyang Yi.

"I didn't change the angle, it was Ouyang who took a few steps forward," a photographer commented, "This one is also good, clear and tense." ”

"Ouyang's face changed direction, and it felt a little different, but the tension was really strong." Other photographers agreed.

The third.

"The little girl's hand is very steady, and she hasn't been pasted for three in a row?"

"Haha, I'll definitely be tired after a few shots."

Fourth.

"Damn, this one isn't mushy."

The fifth.

"Why is it still Ouyang Yi? It's really good to shoot in the groove, the king is in the world. ”

"That evil spirit is also well grasped and sharp."

Sixth, seventh......

At first, everyone was still commenting with a relaxed attitude, but gradually, the comments became less and less, and everyone seemed to be stuck in their throats and couldn't make a sound. They were all so surprised, they didn't expect Su Xingyu's hands to be so steady, almost none of the more than 20 photos were paste, and the production rate was even higher, each one was so good-looking, they couldn't pick out any waste films at all.

These great photographers asked themselves that they might not be able to do this well without a tripod.

Soon, all the photos were released.

Su Xingyu turned off the camera screen and smiled a little naughtily: "What do you seniors have to teach you?" She knew very well in her heart that these gods despised her, a photographer with little qualifications, unprofessional equipment and unknown nationality, in the eyes of these gods who had been famous for a long time, she was a little Mengxin, and when she saw them underestimate her like this, she couldn't help but want to scare them childishly.

"Teaching...... Ahem, ahem. "Several people coughed awkwardly, they can teach a fart! Instead, I had a bunch of questions in my stomach that I wanted to ask her. Finally, a great god couldn't hold back and asked shamelessly, "Little girl, why did you only take 24 photos?" The show lasted for an hour. ”

"Ah, I only captured Ouyang Yi." Su Xingyu said.

The models have to change several sets of clothes to appear in turn, and Ouyang Yi can walk alone for less than an hour.

"Why did you only shoot Ouyang Yi?"

"Even if you only shoot 24 of him, it's too little, right?"

"Little girl, are you his fan sister? Didn't you send it from a magazine or something? ”

The crowd was gossiping.

Su Xingyu's temper was extremely good, and he answered their questions one by one: "The task I received was to only shoot Ouyang Yi." 24 is a lot, I don't have a tripod, if I press the shutter too often, the body is easy to be unstable, and my hand speed can't keep up, so I have to be careful to grasp the time, and press when I need to. I don't like to take a lot of photos and pick the best one for post, I like to know the moment I press the shutter – this picture is what I want. ”

There was another moment of silence for the surrounding gods.

Yes, because there is no tripod, you have to press the shutter less often to improve stability, and because you have to press the shutter more often, you have to be precise at every moment – how easy is it to say, but how many people in the room can do it?

"Little girl......" someone sighed, "It's really amazing, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves." ”

"Don't be Lin Weilong's assistant," Mu Fengqing, the photographer of the cloud magazine who introduced himself before the start of the catwalk, said to Su Xingyu, "I introduced you to come in as an official photographer, and the treatment in the cloud is very good, and I can give you special equipment." ”

As soon as his voice fell, many people realized that they had also overlooked a problem-

Su Xingyu took a photo with a public camera that is not suitable for taking catwalks! The output is no less effective than their professional cameras, which is really ashamed of them. "Little girl, this is my business card, communicate more in the future." A photographer handed his business card to Su Xingyu.

More people hand out business cards and introduce themselves.

Su Xingyu is in a good mood, and there is nothing that makes her happier to be recognized in photography. She took those business cards, as freely as an old acquaintance who had been in the circle of gods for a long time, and she was not at all timid about the thunderous names.

"Little girl, where's your business card?" Someone asked her.

Su Xingyu had just stepped into society, and he hadn't printed any business cards at all, so he had to shake his head awkwardly: "I didn't bring it." ”

"Let's scan WeChat." The gods proposed.

Su Xingyu opened his mobile phone - embarrassed, what kind of broken phone and broken signal is she! It's probably time for her old phone to be replaced, and there is no signal when she gets to a crowded place! No, I can't brush up on the Internet, so it's okay to cry and faint.

The onlookers also looked disdainful: "It's three or four years ago, you still haven't changed it, little girl?" ”

"Why don't you have money to buy a phone and a camera when you have money to buy clothes? People who don't respect electronics will one day be spurned by electronics......"

"It's important for a little girl to be pretty, but she also has to keep up with other aspects......"

"Stop, stop!" Su Xingyu had a splitting headache, and didn't want to be lectured by them anymore, so he finally came up with a way, "You all know about the DCD Photography Forum, if you have something, go to the forum to find me, my ID is Xingchen." ”

"What?"

"it?!"

"Nani? 1”

"Xingchen, you are the goddess of Xingchen?!"

A crowd of people blew up the pot.

A certain great god came to his senses and shouted, "I remember! Some time ago, the street photography contest of the Blade Group! I also retweeted a post in solidarity with the Goddess of the Stars, whose real name is Sue or something...... Su Xingyu! That's right, it's Su Xingyu! ”