Su Xingyu stood at the street corner with her camera, watching the busy traffic and the flow of pedestrians.
She looked up at the supermodel, who was as tall as 1.9 meters, and asked, "How do you plan to help me?"
Today, Ouyang Yi was dressed in high-end casual attire, looking handsome and charming, turning heads wherever he went. He confidently smiled at Su Xingyu and said, "Isn't Su Xingqi relying on the professional skills of a model to enhance the expressiveness of photos? Yet, neither her skills nor Lin Luna's photography skills are enough to handle candid shots; they can only do posed ones. You and I are different; your candid photography skills are extraordinary, and my professional level can easily overshadow Su Xingqi. We don't need to fake posed shots; as long as you normally take candid shots of me, we can claim first place in the finals, beating Su Xingqi completely. Xingyu, don't you want to slap Su Xingqi's face hard?"
