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Chapter 66 Zhou Ye is a little jealous, from the boyfriend's perspective.

Zhou Ye's beauty is off-putting, almost aggressive; Zhang Ruonan's beauty is inviting, making you want to chat with her.

The two people stood together, their styles completely different yet complementing each other perfectly.

Zhang Ruonan looked down at her appearance and then at her reflection in the mirror.

She's been a model for so long and has worn countless clothes, but this is the first time someone's styling has made her feel that this shirt suits her better than any she's ever modeled before.

She subconsciously thought that if her own shop sold these things, they definitely wouldn't be very popular.

She glanced at Zhou Ye again; the girl was pretty even without makeup, but now with makeup and styling, she looked like a photo that had been magnified several times in brightness.

A thought popped into her head: 'Is this guy really that good-looking? If he brought her home, my family's shop would be booming!'

wrong.

She quickly pulled herself back to reality.

"That short video plan he mentioned before, which sounded like bragging, might actually come true."

Compared to Zhang Ruonan, Zhou Ye was more excited.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, looking at myself, I couldn't suppress the smile on my lips.

Although she now looks like a young lady from a prestigious family, her smile is particularly... silly!

The dog's eyes were sparkling. She reached out and gently touched the hem of her skirt, then touched the strand of hair that the stylist had tucked behind her ear into a slight curl.

"This is the first time I've ever put on such a beautiful makeup look!" She turned to look at Wang Zi'an, her voice brimming with undisguised joy. "And this outfit, how do you have such a great sense of style?!"

Zhou Ye is more direct than Zhang Ruonan, perhaps because he is younger and cannot keep things to himself.

Her smile blossomed, her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents, revealing her neat white teeth and the small dimple at the corner of her mouth. She was as radiant as a small burst of fireworks.

"Don't laugh too much, or you'll ruin your makeup!" Wang Zian reminded her, holding up a finger.

"If you were to get this makeup done outside now, it would probably cost tens of thousands of yuan, and you wouldn't even be able to get an appointment with a stylist!"

Zhou Ye immediately pursed her lips, gently suppressing the smile that was about to stretch to her ears, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden no matter how hard she tried.

The two makeup artists standing to the side were also shining.

If this makeup and styling were released, they would definitely make a fortune.

"Makeup artists, please don't do this makeup for just anyone before our video goes viral!"

Makeup and styling can sometimes be time-sensitive.

He doesn't want to be a stepping stone for those celebrities.

The two makeup artists nodded. Anyway, they'd already learned it; a few days later wouldn't make a difference.

Wang Zian then looked at Zhang Ruonan, "Not bad, right! Do your best during the shoot!"

Zhang Ruonan raised her hand and gave an OK sign. "Don't worry, I'm an old hand at this! I can find the right lighting even with my eyes closed when taking still photos."

"Zhou Ye, can you do it?"

Zhou Ye glanced at Zhang Ruonan; it was her first time filming something like this, but she still took a deep breath and nodded seriously. "I can do it!"

Noticing her lack of confidence, Zhang Ruonan stepped forward and put her arm around her bare shoulder; "Relax, it's your first time taking photos, and you were nervous too, not knowing what to do with your hands and feet, but you'll get used to it!"

"Listen to the photographer! Do whatever the photographer says, and don't overthink it."

Zhou Ye nodded gratefully.

"Yes, listen to us later!" Wang Zian said with a smile.

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Filming begins.

Old Li made a gesture, and the lighting technician turned the main light up by half a level. The light from the softbox poured down like milk, illuminating the entire scene cleanly and brightly.

The blower started gently, and a soft breeze blew from the side, lifting Zhou Ye's hair that was draped over his shoulders. A few strands of hair floated up from beside his ears, gleaming with a light chestnut luster in the lamplight.

Old Li's camera clicked away, while Wang Zi'an, holding his Nikon D810, crouched to the side, the shutter sounds intertwining with Old Li's rhythm, like an unfinished polyphonic composition.

As he patted him, an unconscious tension tightened in Old Li's back.

He's been in this industry for over ten years, and he's quite proud of himself.

Besides, as someone who graduated from the Beijing Film Academy with a degree in photography, I can't let my junior colleague criticize me like I would with makeup.

He straightened his back a little and quickly adjusted a set of parameters on the buttons on the device, putting in a lot of effort.

Zhou Ye stood in the center of the scene.

At first, her shoulders were hunched, the corners of her mouth were a little stiff, and she didn't know where to put her fingers.

But Lao Li didn't rush her. He just said in a calm and patient tone, "Turn your head a little to the left," "Tuck your chin in a little," "Yes, that's it, keep it."

After taking more than a dozen photos, her shoulders began to relax, her fingers stopped twisting the hem of her skirt, and her almond-shaped eyes finally stopped being wide open and slowly developed a comfortable, natural luster.

Her face is indeed impeccable; the curve of her brow bone, the line of her nose, and the contour of her jawline all look beautiful from any angle.

Old Li changed three camera positions, and he could get good footage from each one.

Her face is flawless; she looks good from every angle, making her easy to photograph.

After Zhou Ye finished shooting her first look, she walked down from the center of the scene, and the makeup artist immediately went up to touch up her makeup.

It was Zhang Ruonan's turn to take the stage.

Walk to the center of the scene, find the direction of the main light source, turn your body slightly to the side, and tilt your chin a few degrees toward the light source.

Her movements were natural and fluid, the kind of muscle memory that only someone who has taken countless still photos possesses.

"Nan-jie, all you have to do is smile!" Wang Zian suggested; "Smile like you're seeing someone you like! That's how you look good."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruonan was taken aback for a moment.

Then, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing neat, white teeth. His smile was clean and genuine.

Old Li pressed the shutter almost at the same instant.

Zhou Ye stood next to the dressing table, and the makeup artist was applying loose powder to her face.

Her head couldn't move, but her eyes turned slightly towards Zhang Ruonan.

She felt a little uneasy.

When she was filming, Wang Zian didn't say a word; it was all the senior brother who was giving instructions.

She was so nervous standing in front of the camera, but he didn't say a word.

Now, as soon as Zhang Ruonan stood up, he started talking.

Prince An really has something to say about this.

Zhou Ye's face, when he stands under the light, is a perfect subject from any angle. What's there to say about him?

She herself has no idea how photogenic she is.

The hardest part of filming her is not interfering with her; letting her relax on her own and letting the camera capture her natural state is more beautiful than any posed shot.

We invited Lao Li here for his professional judgment on this part; he didn't spend any money and just gave us useless advice.

Besides, he also took the photos.

His Nikon D810 has just as many photos of Zhou Ye as it does of Lao Li.

Zhang Ruonan had more poses than Zhou Ye. She brought props: a bunch of fake daisies, a glass of lemonade, and an open old book.

After taking the photos, Wang Zian flipped through the album, the photos scrolling past one by one on the screen.

Old Li leaned over to take a look and found that all the compositions had a common feature: the camera position was low and the angle was slightly upward, with Zhang Ruonan looking down at the camera in the picture, as if she was looking at the person opposite her across a coffee table.

"Is this from the boyfriend's perspective?" Old Li asked疑惑地.