In particular, You Jiangling looks good in Hanfu. Although her height of 1.6 meters is a little short compared to a famous model, she is petite and cute, so 1.6 meters is just right. If she is taller, it won’t look right in the photo.

When they arrived at the place where they met the female photographer yesterday, Chen Xing was shocked.

Why are there so many people?

Yesterday, this place was very desolate. Today, at least three or four photographers took pictures here, and one of them placed his camera in exactly the same position as the one where he took the picture yesterday.

They are all relatively older photographers.

Their hair is all white, and the average age of these people is at least fifty.

When Chen Xing arrived at this corner, people quickly spotted him.

One of them came up and asked: "I really met you here, hello, Chen Xing."

"Who are you?"

"We are members of the Chengdu Photographers Association. We saw some of the photos you took yesterday and thought they were very good, so we made an appointment to come and have a look today. But I didn't expect to actually meet you."

"Oh, hello, hello!"

Chen Xing said politely.

He had contacted the China Photography Association, but Chen Xing didn't like the tone of the person who called him, so he didn't contact him again. But the Chengdu Photographers Association... he had never heard of it at all.

"Your works are very popular in our association, and you have won awards abroad. Our Sichuan Province has not had an outstanding photographer like you for a long time. What do you think, do you want to join our association?"

"I'll think about it."

He didn’t even go to the Chinese Photography Association, and he would never go to the Chengdu Photographers Association, which he had never heard of.

And Chen Xing looked at the appearance here, and if he went there by himself, he would probably have to call everyone grandpa and grandma every time he saw him.

Several other people also came over slowly.

"You are Chen Xing, right? You are so handsome, even more handsome than you look in your photos."

"Chen Xing, I saw your work yesterday. The composition is very good, but the style is not very good. I think it is an old style that has been used for decades, and few people take pictures of this style now."

"Yes, I suggest you try a wide aperture."

Chen Xing broke out in sweat on his forehead in winter and was speechless.

Fortunately, I didn’t agree just now.

You Jiangling watched the excitement with great enthusiasm. She never took the fan off her face and kept laughing secretly.

Chen Xing looks so cute and handsome even when he is deflated.

However, Chen Xing suddenly remembered her, walked to You Jiangling and said to several teachers: "Teachers, I have a mission to come today, so I will leave now and we will talk next time."

"Okay, you're busy. We often take pictures here, so there are still many opportunities to meet."

Chen Xing tugged on You Jiangling's sleeve and quickly came to Chen Xingding's second location.

Shaking his head, Chen Xing said: "It seems that we can't go to the ancient pavilion before. Let's take a few pictures here and then go find another pavilion."

Those teachers were obviously looking for the beam of light yesterday, and they didn’t necessarily want to take pictures of the pavilion.

Chen Xing’s target is the pavilion. It would be nice if he could capture another section of the corridor when shooting, preferably with a red wall. Red walls and green tiles are common features of many ancient wealthy families. Generally speaking, yellow walls are easy to be photographed.

Reminiscent of Buddhism.

The two prepared for Chen Xing's first appointment.

At Chen Xing's instruction, You Jiangling took a few photos leaning on the camphor tree, and then Chen Xing said, "Is it convenient to sit down here?"

"Okay."

The skirt she wore also had pants underneath.

Although the Chinese New Year has passed, it is still very cold now. If you don’t wear more clothes, it will be too cold.

But wearing such clothes, it is still very inconvenient to sit down.

When he was about to sit on the ground, his body suddenly gave up its strength and fell to the ground.

"Oops!"

Chen Xing's eyes lit up, and he quickly took a few pictures, then went up to pull her up, looked at her, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

You Jiangling touched her butt.

Fortunately, it wasn't too high off the ground when I fell, otherwise my butt would have suffered.

There was a stone on the edge of the pond. Chen Xing went up to test its sturdiness and said, "Come here and take some pictures."

"Okay."

After spending thousands of dollars to invite Chen Xing to take photos, You Jiangling must have followed Chen Xing in everything, otherwise the money would have been wasted. So although she was a little afraid of falling into the water, she still climbed up.

Trembling, with drooped eyebrows.

Chen Xing said: "Very good. It feels like Lin Daiyu buried flowers. Just hold on and sit on the stone."

"Hiss! It's so cold!"

"Hold on." Chen Xing said, and then he took the time to take pictures quickly, and then said, "Is it okay to spread your feet apart?"

You Jiangling looked at Chen Xing in surprise, her face turned red.

But this should be the photographer’s aesthetic, right? Maybe the photos will look better?

Hesitantly, she slowly spread her legs.

I’m wearing pants anyway.

"Hey!! Don't spread your knees! I'm talking about your feet!" Chen Xing shouted quickly!

When shooting costume photography, it doesn’t look good anytime the model spreads her knees apart...unless it’s a private room shoot.

"Ah!!!"

You Jiangling blushed even more, covered her face with her hands, and said, "I'll take the photo later!"

"Okay."

Chen Xing put down the camera and looked at her.

So cute.

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