As the main photographer for Goddess Magazine, Wang Yu had seen countless female celebrities like carps crossing the river—too many to count.
One could say he had somewhat grown weary of aesthetics.
But upon seeing Shu Wan for the first time, Wang Yu knew that there was infinite beauty to be discovered in her.
Most importantly, Shu Wan’s beauty had a spiritual essence.
Simply by looking at her, Wang Yu could imagine countless ways to photograph her.
At that moment, he wanted to take Shu Wan to shoot for the magazine.
Wang Tian glanced at the receptionist standing nearby, "Does Mr. Wang have time now?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Wang Yu kept nodding his head. "Even if I don’t have time, I’ll make some. Come on, let’s go shoot."
Saying that, Wang Yu led Shu Wan to the photography studio.
Wang Tian followed behind. As he passed the receptionist, he arrogantly rolled his eyes at them and then, in front of the receptionist, drew a little turtle on her notebook.
The receptionist turned pale.
In the studio, Wang Yu had the staff help Shu Wan with her makeup and clothes while he adjusted various equipment.
The theme of the next magazine issue was "Technology and History."
Such a theme, intertwining two elements, was always somewhat challenging to shoot.
For the magazine, they did not simply want pretty photos; they wanted shots that could perfectly showcase the theme and maximize the intrinsic value of the sponsored brands.
Handling even one element was tricky, let alone combining two. This required the subject to possess a demeanor that could command both elements.
From the first moment he saw Shu Wan, Wang Yu faintly felt that this time Shu Wan could perfectly manage the theme.
When Shu Wan emerged with her makeup done, Wang Yu looked up and knew his intuition was half right.
Given the theme of technology and history, Shu Wan’s outfit leaned towards historical costume.
Her light purple long dress was embroidered with blue peonies at the cuffs and silver threads outlined several auspicious clouds. The hem was densely lined with patterns of blue sea clouds, and the front was cloaked with a wide, pale yellow brocade.
Her hair was simply draped behind her head, secured only with a Jade hairpin.
She epitomized an extreme, noble chilliness. The moment she appeared, the studio, usually accustomed to all sorts of beauties, fell into a rare moment of silence.
"Come on, lighting technicians, get ready; we’re starting the shoot."
Upon seeing Shu Wan, Wang Yu had countless inspirations bursting in his mind, eager to start shooting.
Being a top women’s magazine, Goddess Magazine had a massive shooting area, with several teams of photographers working simultaneously.
Not far from where Shu Wan was shooting, there were others from the same period.
The difference was, Shu Wan was shooting for the supplement, while the others were for the main magazine.
In such magazine shoots, photographers for the main and supplementary issues were not completely independent but intermingled.
Wang Yu was mainly responsible for Shu Wan, but he also needed to assist with certain parts of the main issue’s shoot.
Initially, Wang Yu was scheduled to shoot with Shu Wan for two hours before helping out elsewhere.
However, the more he shot, the more enthusiastic and excited he became, eventually even forgetting the time.
It got to the point where when someone from the neighboring studio came to call him, he was still reluctant, "Give me ten more minutes, I’ll go right after."
But once photographers fall into an intense shooting rhythm, they can easily lose track of time.
By then, people in the neighboring studio were getting impatient.
Especially the celebrity Liu Ying, who was to be on the main issue’s cover; she glanced at the clock, furrowing her brow, "Wasn’t it supposed to start at ten? What time is it now?"
"Sister Liu, don’t be angry, I’ve asked for you." Another junior photographer came over, ingratiatingly looking at Liu Ying, "I heard there’s a recently popular top scorer, Shu Wan, next door, and Wang Yu is busy fawning over her. He hasn’t even cared about your side."
Hearing this, Liu Ying’s expression instantly changed.
She had struggled for a long time to reach today’s A-list status.
People tend to care most about what they lack, and even though she had become a leading female celebrity, Liu Ying still harbored insecurities about her low education.
Thus, hearing that Wang Yu was neglecting her for a less important top scorer made her blood boil.
But being a veteran of the entertainment circle, she naturally wouldn’t show her emotions openly.
"Oh, it’s okay. Let’s just wait a bit longer."
Saying that, Liu Ying leaned back into her lounge chair and discreetly glanced at her assistant.