She extended her slender fingers, pointing at the position of the sun in the photo, and then moved them down: "The sun first shines through the tree shade before it falls on the person, so the sun, shade, and person should be connected by a straight line of light."
Su Xingqi coldly said, "It's already a straight line. Can't you see that?"
Su Xingyu gestured peripherally at the large screen photo, tracing an arc across the shade and the person: "Do you even know what a straight line is? Su Xingqi, you're just a model. You think overly edited photos can hide all traces of staging; I really don't know if I should say you're uneducated or ignorant and fearless."
"You!" Su Xingqi was furious, uneducated? Ignorant and fearless? This was unabashed sarcasm!
