In the end, Qianxun consulted with the photographer and chose a photo of her walking in the rain.
In this photo, water was continuously dripping from Qianxun’s hat, and combined with her serene and indifferent expression, her face alone gave off a rather dark vibe.
But she was wearing a yellow long dress.
Yellow is a warm color, suited for cloudy weather, and thus, this bright shade of yellow immediately added a warm feeling to the entire photo. Moreover, a car happened to pass by in the background, its headlights casting a ray of light behind Qianxun, perfectly offsetting the somberness of her facial expression and creating a harmonious overall picture.
Upon seeing the photo, Mike exclaimed in amazement, "Oh, Sue! This photo is definitely the best I’ve taken in the past two years, bar none! Your expression and attire are just too perfect!"
The combination of colors and light and shadow is simply fantastic!
Hearing Mike’s words, Qianxun slightly curved her lips and said, "I also really photo, thank you, Mike!"
"You’re welcome! I hope we have the chance to collaborate again in the future!" said Mike.
"I’m also looking forward to working together again," Qianxun replied with a faint smile.
At six o’clock in the afternoon, Brute gathered everyone.
"Okay, the three days are up. If anyone among you has not taken a good hard photo yet, then I am very sorry to inform you that you won’t need to attend the upcoming judging session!" Brute said.
Hearing this, the models who had their photos taken today all relaxed a bit.
Thankfully, they had completed the shoot on time.
"Alright, now it’s time to appreciate your hard photos! Come, let’s enjoy them one by one, in order!" Brute announced. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveIꜰire.net
After his words, the photos of the first group of models began to appear on the big screen.
Ten veteran fashion photographers, whom Brute had invited, were looking at the photos and scoring them.
It must be said that some models had an excellent sense of fashion.
One of the hard photos, with the Ancient Roman Colosseum as the background, even impressed Qianxun, who couldn’t help but praise it.
In that photo, the model wore only a very simple jacket, revealing powerful arms, a resolute expression, and an unyielding demeanor, giving off a wild beauty of fierce defiance against fate.
This photo undoubtedly received unanimous praise from all ten judges present and scored full marks.
After the judges’ scores were revealed, all the models in the room showed a look of seriousness and admiration.
The photo truly deserved the score it received.
The next group of photos followed.
However, this time, there weren’t as many photos that impressed the judges.
"Erik, what in the world have you photographed here? Your muscles remind me of the ham I ate last night!"
"And you, Lilith, you’ve applied your eyeshadow too thickly. It looks like someone punched you in the face, you know?"
"Carl, is this the outfit you styled yourself? It’s a complete disaster!"
The models who were criticized by name didn’t look too good, but in the end, none dared to retort.
Of course, there were also many models who were praised.
"Oh, Giselle, your little freckles are just too sexy. You look like an elf!"
"Carlos, your photo also turned out great."