The photographer was utterly excited. He pressed the shutter with his fingers and wanted to create sparks. He jumped up and down to find all kinds of angles for Ding Shan to pose. He looked at the original picture in the camera, which was already heaven-defying. The photographer did not hide his praise at all. He praised Ding Shan endlessly.
"Yes! That's it! Look down at me. If you're not careful, you can try to put the brush against your chin!" The photographer directly lay on the ground in the end, made a strange pose without any image, and focused on guiding Ding Shan.
From this angle, Ding Shan's jaw, which looked like a work of God, was fully displayed, further accentuating her coldness. Holding the brush, she lowered her eyes slightly, looking like a goddess looking down at the world. The beautiful lotus flowers and elegant calligraphy made the background look messy, but it was full of a sense of high class.
