After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 383

While others were marveling at the boy's attire, Hu Yue walked over, circled around Lu Qingfeng twice, pinching his beard, seemingly thinking about something.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Hu?"

Zhu Zhichang walked up and asked.

The photographer shook his head.

“Let’s take a test shot first.”

Led by the staff, Lu Qingfeng walked to the set.

The white curtain was splashed with ink of varying shades, and the large areas of blank space represented the Chinese artistic conception of ancient ink landscape painting. Plum tree props had been arranged in advance around it, and some petals were also scattered on the ground.

"Mr. Lu, give me a feeling. Imagine yourself admiring flowers alone on a snowy day."

Hu Yue picked up the SLR and stated his request.

Lu Qingfeng has shot various posters several times and has accumulated some experience.

He thought for a moment, walked to a plum tree, grabbed a branch, and pretended to smell the fragrance of the flowers on it.

"very good."

The shutter sound of the SLR camera rang out, and Hu Yue kept taking pictures as Lu Qingfeng moved.

After taking dozens of pictures, stop and look at the results.

Lu Qingfeng walked over and took a look. The composition, color, light and shadow were all very good. Zhu Zhichang also praised him, but the photographer himself was not satisfied with his work.

"No, it doesn't capture Mr. Lu's charm. The styling needs to be changed."

"Let's keep this part for now. Even though the result isn't great, Mr. Lu really looks like him, and his posture is excellent, without any hunched back or sagging shoulders. It's much easier to photograph you than others."

"You're welcome."

Lu Qingfeng felt like he had accidentally entered a praise group.

This photographer is a really nice person. When he came here before, Brother Zhu said that he had a bad temper. It seems that the rumor was wrong.

"To be honest, don't be fooled by the glamorous appearance of celebrities in front of their fans' cameras. In fact, they have many body flaws. That Su Yixuan whose image was exposed looked okay in stature, but his upper body and lower body were 50-50. He needs to pay special attention to his appearance. If he doesn't dress well, he'll look very stocky."

"There's another one called Zhou Tingle, who's also a top star. His fans call him the ceiling of ancient idol dramas. He's too skinny and can't support the shape of the clothes. He has to stuff something inside to support himself when taking photos."

"And then there's Lin Lichen, the handsomest man in China's entertainment industry. His biggest flaw is that he has no buttocks, and his pants can't be held up without a belt."

Good guys!

Lu Qingfeng exclaimed in his heart, "What a great guy!"

This guy directly complained about three of the six top male stars in the entertainment industry today. If the fans of these three knew about this, would they all spit at him and drown him out?

That’s not right. Su Yixuan has already collapsed, so it’s not a problem.

Lu Qingfeng didn't want to listen anymore and followed the makeup artist downstairs to change his look.

Fashion magazines have long-term cooperation with major luxury brands, and what they have the most is shoes, pants and socks from various brands. They changed one set after another according to Hu Yue's requirements.

But it could never meet the requirements of this somewhat paranoid artist.

As he spoke, he had taken more photos today than Lu Qingfeng had taken in his entire life.

During the break, the middle-aged agent brought him a down jacket to keep him warm and poured him a glass of water.

"That's what an artist's job is like. There are only a few photos that appear in magazines, but to actually achieve the best results, it might take a whole day of shooting."

"I know, Zhu Ge, don't worry about me."

Lu Qingfeng smiled and took a sip of water.

Someone came over and wanted to take a photo with him, so he cheered up, smiled and stood up.

……

On the other side, Hu Yue was communicating with the stylist.

"These are the only designer clothes we brought. At most, we can just change up our outfits. There's nothing else we can do."

The stylist is also one of the top ones in the country, and he was a little dissatisfied with Hu Yue's pickyness, making it seem as if he didn't put his heart into it.

"I know, I know. Can you think of another way? He has a special quality. Don't you feel it? It's a charm that's different from today's mainstream aesthetic. I want to stimulate that unique quality in him."

The stylist fell into deep thought after hearing this.

They are all top talents in the industry. They have seen all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women. With so much experience, they naturally understand the feeling that Hu Yue is talking about.

After thinking about it again and again, I suddenly had an idea.

"There's also a very niche brand that hasn't been around long. It uses traditional Chinese design. You know the designer, Cui Yu."

"he?"

Hu Yue pinched his chin and thought for a while.

"Try it."

After the break, they continued working. This time, when changing clothes, the makeup artist brought out a new clothes hanger. After lifting the dust cover, the style of the clothes was obviously different from before.

"This is?"

Lu Qingfeng blinked his eyes.

"It's a new domestic brand that's based on traditional styles and incorporates modern elements. Not many people know about it, but the designer is very famous."

The stylist picked up a piece of clothing and placed it in front of Lu Qingfeng, gesturing for a moment.

Lu Qingfeng saw the style of the dress in the mirror. It had a straight collar and large sleeves with a strong Song Dynasty Hanfu style. The main body of the dress was light green, and the collar and cuffs had dark edges.

In terms of material, it is cotton and linen, and the overall style is flowing and elegant.

As soon as the clothes were put on, the stylist's eyes lit up.

Quickly pick matching clothes from the hanger and let him change into them.

After another hour of hair and makeup, Lu Qingfeng walked out after completing his makeup.

After such long working hours, the workers are all a little tired and don’t talk much. They either sit and browse their phones or chat in low voices.

Hu Yuezheng is discussing the following filming issues with his assistant.

Lu Qingfeng reappeared, and everyone subconsciously looked over and was stunned for a moment.

After half a year of growing his hair, Lu Qingfeng's hair has grown past his ears. His dyed white medium-length hair has been combed back by a stylist, giving it a fluffy texture.

The Hanfu-style crane cloak she wears, with a cross-collared inner layer, reveals her elegant neck and the supraclavicular dimple below. Her clean skin makes people want to bury themselves in it.

Lu Qingfeng moved his body, feeling uncomfortable being stared at.

"it is good."

Hu Yue slapped his thigh.

The first time the boy walked out, he knew he had found the feeling he wanted.

The stylist crossed his arms proudly, anticipating this to be the pinnacle of his career.

Not necessarily. If I can still work with Mr. Lu, maybe I can get more inspiration.

"Get moving, get moving, do you still want to get off work?"

Hu Yue urged everyone to pick up the things and put them away himself.

Lu Qingfeng stood in front of the backdrop again. Without Hu Yue's words, even everyone else felt that compared to his previous looks, the young man now blended in with the plum blossoms all over the ground.

Cold, arrogant, and lonely, like the clouds in the sky, standing there clearly, yet untouchable, as if they will melt away with the wind at any time.

"Wind, give me some wind."

Hu Yue was directing the staff around, and he himself was in an excited state of finding his muse, and the shutter kept clicking.

After shooting a set of angles, he stopped to take a look and it was perfect, exactly the feeling he wanted.

Then continue to the next group.

"For props, give me a wine jug. Mr. Lu, lie down on that rock. We'll shoot it from a top-down angle. Use a lazy expression, the kind that looks down on everyone and nothing matters."

"Let me try."

Lu Qingfeng took the wine jug and lay down on the prop stone, with his arms behind his head and one finger hooked on the handle of the wine jug. He looked up with cold eyes, as if there was ice and snow everywhere.

The cherry-pink plum blossoms were in full bloom, almost covering his figure.

Click.

A photographer standing on a ladder captured this moment.

The finished photos are absolutely stunning!