T Magazine is still busy today.

"Dress, get the typography done! I'm already going to test print it here! ”

"Show me the model's picture! I'm going to send it for review! ”

"Damn, how can there be a typo! Can you be careful when you write your manuscripts? ”

"Sorry, editor-in-chief, I forgot to change it."

Njeli looked at the mess in front of her, couldn't help but sigh, and continued to be busy, as the editor-in-chief of the magazine, every time a new issue is released, it is the most difficult stage.

When she had almost finished what she was doing, Njeli checked the new issue again, and found that there were two pages that had not yet been typeset with photos.

"Dress! Why is this blank! What about photos! What about the model's photo! ”

She couldn't help but lose her temper and yelled in front of her desk.

Dressy hurriedly trotted over and whispered, "Editor-in-chief, it's Ashara's picture!" ”

"How is Ashara ...... Finish! Njelli's angry tone softened at the last few words.

Well, this is a money-spent, it's the owner of the money, and Njeli can't be too harsh on that generous fee.

"Didn't her photo say it had already been taken? Why hasn't it arrived yet? ”

"It's here, it's here, I've just received it, it's at the fax machine, it's printing." Dress

"That's good. Hurry up and take it, my God, but don't shoot too badly. ”

However, while she was praying, there was a sudden exclamation from the fax machine.

"What's wrong?" Njeli subconsciously stood up, could it be that the photos taken by Ashara herself were too ugly?

I can't joke with the reputation of the magazine, but I have photos of other models that I can replace.

Dressy hurried over for the editor-in-chief, only to find several editors watching in front of the fax machine.

"What happened?" He squeezed into the crowd and grabbed the photo with a frown: "What are you all doing here?" ”

"Dress, who took this picture?" Fashion editor Niles asked him curiously.

"Who filmed it, how do I know? I'll take a look at ......" Dresser picked up the photo and glanced at it, but the next second the person seemed to be frozen, stunned.

Seeing that Dresser had not returned, and that the crowd had grown unabated, Njeli had to step out of her desk and behind the crowd by herself.

"Let's go." She shouted, but was overshadowed by the whoop sound from the crowd.

Njery's chest rose and fell, and she raised her voice: "Let's go!" ”

When someone heard this, they hurriedly told the others: "The editor-in-chief is here." ”

Everyone stepped out of the way, and Njerly walked into the center step by step, seeing Dresser with excitement on her face and Niles analyzing the photo.

"What the hell is going on?" Njeli wondered, it was just a photo, how could there be so much magic to attract everyone.

"Editor-in-chief, come and see!" Dresser excitedly handed the photo to Njerly: "I think this photo can even be contested for our magazine's annual awards!" ”

"How is that possible, Ashara's?"

Njelly picked up the picture unconcernedly, but her eyes widened at the first glance she saw it.

"Is this really Ashara?"

She turned her head to look at Dresser, who nodded, "Of course!" That's her! ”

Receiving an affirmative answer, Njeli looked back at the photo.

In the black-and-white photo, Ashara in sexy lingerie is lying on the ground, holding a T-shaped light stick that emits purple light, with a pitiful expression.

In the shadow next to it, there was a black shadow that was richer than black, as if holding a gun in his hand.

The combination of movement and stillness makes people can't help but hold their breath, as if someone is really shooting at Ashara. In addition to that, there are black and white layers to make the photos stand out.

Black and white photographs lack color, so they pay more attention to the progression of black, white and gray, and in the eyes of the editor-in-chief Njeli, it is immediately clear that the focus of this photo is on deep black, shadows and underwear, and the shallower level is the skin, and then the background.

So just looking at the photos, it feels like it's rich in detail, and it's even enough to go to an art photography exhibition.

Not to mention the intent of the photo, the black skin, the shooting, the frightened look and the unique body language, every part of which is worth savoring.

That's why editors are all gathered here, and generally speaking, a photo can be a classic if it is intended and colorful.

And this one not only has the idea and color, but also matches the expression and body, Njeli looked at this photo, and thought about the cover of the new magazine, and felt that the photo was not worthy of this shoe.

"Dress! What about the others? ”

Realizing the value of the photo, she immediately asked Dressers to hand her the second photo.

"Sure enough!"

It was still a perfect play, only this time Ashara adopted a defiant stance.

"Isn't that the best cover!" Njeli held up the photo in an excited tone: "Quick! Remove the original cover and replace it with this one! ”

"Ahh Editor-in-chief, do you really want to do this? But we've already talked to Anne Hathaway! The cover of this issue is Anne Hathaway, who has just turned 20, although she is not yet famous, but because of the broadcast of "The Princess Diaries", she has also gained some popularity in the United States.

"Then move to the next issue! Talk to Anne and say that our computer is broken and the photos can't be exported, and she will forgive us. ”

"Okay." There's no way around it, and Njeri is completely caught up in a frenzy for new photos at this point, but that's normal.

It's not uncommon in the fashion industry to do anything for a good cover, after all, the cover is what anyone looks for most when buying a magazine, and a good cover can often overwhelm everything.

Especially now, not long after the launch of T magazine, if nothing else, Njeli will ask him to find the photographer for this photo.

Sure enough, Dressy had only rested for three minutes before he heard Ngerly's shouts again.

As soon as I walked up to her, I heard Njerly's powerful voice: "I'm going to find this photographer and ask Ashara!" I'm going to have to get him on the board! No matter what it takes! ”

"Okay, I'll go!"

"Drip ...... Drip ......"

Sitting on the sofa at home admiring her beautiful photos, Ashara answered the phone: "Hey? Who is it? ”

"Dress, how's it going, is my picture okay?"

“…………”

"What? Cover! FXXK！ That's great! And when she heard that the editor-in-chief had decided to use her own photo as the cover, Ashara didn't care about maintaining her ladylike state, and excitedly cursed a dirty word.

"Oh oh oh, I didn't swear, I just ...... Just a little happy, just a little bit, why did you decide to make my photo a cover? ”

"Because the color processing is amazing? Posture and expression in harmony? Idea advanced? ”

Every time Ashara repeats a sentence, her mind remembers the scene when she was insulted and controlled by Tang De, and she can't help but feel a little complicated.

And when she heard Dresser ask for the photographer's name, this mixed mood reached its peak.

"Is he that important? Even the editor-in-chief invited him? ”

"Can he really take T to the next level?"

"Fine Art Photography...... Master? Donde? ”

"Alright, alright, I'll help you ask. But I'm not sure if he'd be willing, uh, not that he's joined another company, but ...... How to say it, in fact, his job is to shoot MVs. ”