Chapter 575: Chapter 437 Grandmaster Starts Teaching_4
Cheng Zhu glanced at Yiyi, who was pouting and flashing a peace sign at the cara. She imdiately felt embarrassed and placed her phone screen-down on her knees, which were pressed together, as her cheeks began to redden slightly.
If he were a regular guy, he probably would have thought she was really fucking innocent at this point!
Her innate aura of purity was truly baffling.
“Want to take the picture for you?” Cheng Zhu asked, smiling.
The feel of a photo taken with the front cara versus the rear cara is inconsistent.
It then occurred to ng Yiyi that Brother Zhu was a master photographer.
Previously, Zhang Qiqi, that old lady, had ridden the wave of a small explosion on Weibo thanks to the pure-desire-thed photos taken by him, and she had gained a lot of followers who were fans of her looks.
Including the pictures she took at the “Youu Co to Play” claw machine store, her traffic was significantly higher than that of her usual photos!
Which girl could resist the temptation of a beautiful photo?
“Can I?” ng Yiyi showed a little surprise, her eyes filled with anticipation.
“Sis told , Brother Zhu’s photography is super impressive.” She also flattered him a little.
“I wouldn’t say it’s that impressive, just generally impressive,” Cheng Zhu replied with a smile, not at all modest.
He reached for Yiyi’s phone, saying, “Let’s use your phone.”
“Oh, okay.” She quickly handed her phone over.
Her white phone case was the cartoonish type, strongly radiating youthful vibes.
Cheng Zhu, holding the phone, commanded, “Tilt your body a bit towards the stage, I want to include it in the shot.”
Many people with front-row tickets to the inner field choose to take pictures this way.
Otherwise, how would they show off their great seats?
Especially since they were at a concert, the stage was naturally the best background.
Cheng Zhu, with his extensive concert experience, knew well that girls usually wanted a few pictures of themselves before the concert started, a few of Zhou Jielun singing, and then a few of their super favorite lyrics.
Right now, in front of Cheng Zhu’s lens, Yiyi was still a bit shy about striking poses and making expressions.
Relatively speaking, she was very different from the famous female anchor from his past life’s mories, seeming much more ingenuous.
If it were Yiyi from his past life, she wouldn’t have this mont’s awkwardness and tension, having long been accustod to the cara.
Yet often, it was precisely this hint of ingenuousness that was captivating.
While taking pictures, he also had a sowhat otherworldly feeling.
Because in his past life, the person he photographed the most was Yiyi.
He had taken so many pictures of her.
Thus, a flood of mories would co back to him.
He was photographing the sa person.
Yet not the sa person.
Of course, his extensive experience ant he knew exactly how to capture Yiyi in the best way, executing the entire process effortlessly.
And he was very clear about Yiyi’s personal aesthetic, what kind of photos she preferred.
“Just that she’s only 17 now, I wonder if her taste will change later?”
But Cheng Zhu was still very confident in his photography skills.
At this mont, there were several spotlights sweeping around the concert venue, possibly the lighting engineer doing so testing.
This allowed Cheng Zhu to capture so sophisticated monts of light and shadow!
“You’ve always been photogenic, there’s absolutely no need to diet to the point of becoming so thin,” he said to himself in his heart.
He didn’t take many pictures before confidently handing the phone back to her, saying, “I think these photos should suffice.”
Yiyi took the phone curiously and began flipping through the photos one by one.
“Brother Zhu, your photography skills are really incredible, especially this one!” she exclaid, holding up the phone with an exceptionally beautiful light and shadow effect, and said, “It feels so surreal.”
In such monts, you’re definitely supposed to complint the girl, to provide a full emotional value.
But don’t forget Cheng Zhu’s current role was “prey,” so in giving a complint, he had to maintain a proper distance, not seeming too sweet.
Thus, he chose to say with an exasperated expression and tone, sowhat helplessly:
“What are you talking about? That’s just how you look, your phone isn’t lying.”
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(p.s.: Over 6,000 words in one go.
Yiyi: Brother, throw so monthly tickets my way～
Book recomndation, “Who Exposed My System?”~)
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