Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 572 - 402: Going Underwater Together

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Every aspect of underwater photography seemed etched into Li Jing's muscle memory:

He could precisely adjust his body angle under the impact of the water flow, letting his wet hair fall along his sharply defined forehead bone;

When Shi Yang gestured through the glass of the tank, he immediately bent his arm to showcase his muscle lines, with his slightly upturned chin and half-squinted eyes blending wildness and allure perfectly.

This extraordinary expressive ability, combined with a physique far superior to the average person, allowed him to float in the water in an almost stationary posture until Shi Yang finished shooting, then slowly surfaced to breathe, with just the duration of his breath-holding enough to leave professional models in the dust.

Outside the tank, the sound of Shi Yang's camera shutter was as dense as raindrops.

As Li Jing thrust his chest towards the lens, the light refracted in the water happened to outline the shadows between his abdominal muscles.

Shi Yang suddenly pressed the camera's LCD screen, her voice brimming with unconcealed excitement: "Good, good! Just like that! Perfect, perfect!"

She swiftly switched the lens focus, looking at Li Jing in the footage, and couldn't help but exclaim joyfully: "Amazing! This photo is perfect even without post-processing!"

The misty water vapor condensed into tiny beads on the glass of the tank, and in the blurred light and shadow, Li Jing resembled a playboy emerging from myth.

Water droplets at the ends of his hair intertwined with the shimmering waves, and every swing of Li Jing's arm could create a magnificent splash.

Shi Yang had initially invited him with a try-it-and-see attitude, but was now utterly stunned by the scene before her.

The other party not only captured the essence of every shot with precision but also adjusted his stance under the impact of the water, making the shadows of his muscles appear more sculptural in the play of light and shadow.

This unexpected level of cooperation completely ignited Shi Yang's creative passion.

She continually adjusted the angle of the tripod, sometimes shooting from ground level; sometimes on tiptoe, raising the lens high to capture his full-body stretch in the water.

Inspiration burst forth like a spring, she hurriedly tore down the blue filter in the studio, tinting the world inside the tank with a deep-sea hue;

She then used reflectors to create glaring highlights, carving the boundary between light and shadow on Li Jing's rising trapezius muscles.

Each time the LCD screen froze a breathtaking scene, she couldn't help but be full of excitement, zooming in to examine every detail repeatedly.

During the shooting breaks, Li Jing surfaced, shook his hair to shed the droplets, and took big gulps of fresh air.

Water droplets slid down his neck, and with a slight adjustment, he would dive back into the water, striking a completely new pose.

Watching the new cloak he donned spread out in the water, outlining a perfect inverted triangle, Shi Yang couldn't help but be entranced, suddenly realizing her heart was racing more than when she pressed the shutter.

Seeing Li Jing repeatedly dive and surface, cooperating so earnestly, filled Shi Yang's heart with surprise and moved her deeply.

This usually carefree guy, who loved to banter with her, was willing to put forth such effort for her photography task, his serious attitude completely overthrowing her past impression of him.

Seeing Li Jing straining himself to pose in various ways in the water, Shi Yang felt both distressed and amazed.

Every swing of Li Jing's arm could create a magnificent splash, devoid of his usual playful demeanor.

At that moment, Li Jing, with his spine arched in a beautiful curve, wet hair clinging to his sharply defined forehead, and water droplets cascading down his jawline.

He adjusted his posture freely in the current, and with every motion, his commanding aura completely stunned Shi Yang.

This guy who always teased her was so different underwater.

This unexpected diligence and perfect performance quietly stirred ripples in her heart, giving rise to a unique sense of affection.

With the first set of underwater photography completed, Shi Yang signaled Li Jing to come out for a rest.

She handed him a large towel, watching him wipe the droplets from his strong body before changing into a dry shirt and resting on a nearby lounger.

At this moment, Shi Yang looked at the camera, full of joy.

In the viewfinder, Li Jing, dressed as a playboy, with smooth muscle lines on his upper body, under the interplay of underwater light and props, exuded breathtaking beauty even without post-editing.

Shi Yang had tried this theme many times before but had never achieved her expectations due to the lack of expression from the models.

But now, seeing these photos in front of her, her long-held vision had finally been realized perfectly.

It wasn't that the theme wasn't striking enough; she just hadn't met the right person till now.

Shi Yang's breath gradually quickened, her fingertips repeatedly sliding across the screen, each photo making her heart race.

She never imagined Li Jing would fit this role so well, her chest surged not only with satisfaction but also with gratitude.

This unexpected delight, like a spark igniting her creative inspiration, kindled a blazing fire, with bolder ideas bursting forth, even her eyes shining with a burning light.

Shi Yang walked briskly across the water-beaded tiles towards Li Jing, who was almost done resting.

Her eyes were sparkling with anticipation, her tone full of excitement: "For the next set, I'll join you underwater for shooting!"

Li Jing, while wringing out a towel, paused at her words, slightly lifting his head, showing a surprised expression: "You'll go underwater too? Can photographers go underwater?"

He wasn't very informed about these shooting details, his eyes filled with doubt.

Shi Yang gently nodded, tucking the wind-blown hair behind her ear, patiently explaining: "Of course we can, photographers can also dive in for shoots."