Chapter 25 Do Millions of Retouchers Understand?
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a moment on the other side of the computer, and then she turned to look at the dialog box that was still in the center of the screen. The bright red exclamation mark on it was so dazzling!
It seems to be laughing at her silently, look! You have been deleted as a friend!
"Fuck... so ruthless?"
She pursed her lips and resent the friend request with a sad face.
And attach an explanation: [Sisters! I'm just joking, the wall is yours, and your husband is also yours, so I won't grab it from you! Speaking of retouching, can you really not be more accommodating? 】
[The other party rejected your friend request]
Meng Qiqi was about to cry, but she had bragged with her sisters that she knew a big photo editor. People spend money to find someone to repair, and hers is free! Yes, the Lovers are so talented!
And now-
Meng Qiqi is extremely sad and sends a friend request again.
Attached: [I give money! 】
(The other party agreed to your friend request, let's start chatting!)
Meng Qiqi: What the hell!
So ruthless!
It's graceful: how many?
Meng Qiqi: 80?
It's graceful: [picture]
The above is a photo of Song Yaoyao who just opened the PS software and casually fished. The young man in the photo was dressed in black and walked with wind. He bowed his head slightly and touched his glasses with his index finger. The unedited base image is darker, and after Song Yaoyao's color grading, there seems to be no difference. But that shatterable skin and unrestrained temperament were originally three points, but were abruptly raised to ten points by Song Yaoyao.
Meng Qiqi was crazy in her heart, and by the way, she secretly saved the photo, and planned to replace it with her own screensaver and computer desktop.
Meng Qiqi: [Kneeling] Sister, I haven't seen you for a few days, your retouching skills are even better!
Meng Qiqi: [Looking up at the boss · jpg] Xiu Xiu Xiu, look at Xiu, how much I want! 200 a piece, how about it? !
Just this technology, millions of retouchers! Meng Qiqi was shocked.
It's graceful: [shaking hands]
It's graceful: I'll send it to you after I fix it, give me half an hour.
After speaking, Song Yaoyao exited Penguin, dragged the mouse, selected a few photos with better composition, and dragged them to PS.
The light in the room is soft, the girl's long hair is draped behind her back, and she is sitting in front of the computer in a petite little ball. She holds the mouse in one hand and taps quickly on the keyboard with the other.
There was almost only an afterimage left with the fast hands, and the various operations on the software were even more dazzling, and she could hardly see her movements, so she quickly repaired a picture and moved on to the next one.
Meng Qiqi didn't take it seriously, although Song Yaoyao said that giving her half an hour was enough. But who is so fast? Some people take an hour to repair one.
She first sent 300 red packets to Song Yaoyao, and then slammed the freshly released photos into the small group.
It was originally as quiet as a chicken, and a small group of only a dozen people fry the pot in an instant.
The stars are in my arms: what the hell! !
Get out of the pit, don't love it anymore: FUCK!
Get out of the pit, I don't love it anymore: My God, my husband is so beautiful! I love love again!
Rixing: Not much to say, lick it first as a respect. Speaking of which, the retouching style is eye-catching, which big guy did it?
Meng Qiqi: You may not believe it when you say it.
Sunstar: ?
Meng Qiqi: Let me tell you a joke again, I have lost my fanfare. I bought the photo for 300 yuan.
Star into my arms: ?
Go back to the pit and lie flat: ?
Meng Qiqi: She has a new husband.
Meng Qiqi: It is said that she looks at her new husband for ten thousand years, and her appearance is not inferior to the stars.
The daily life of star chasing girls, haha, can you understand?