Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 126 - 127: My ID Is Stardust

Upon hearing this, several nearby photographers gathered around, curious to see the pictures.

Su Xingyu noticed their anticipation and couldn’t help but smile lightly as she graciously opened her camera screen. The first photo displayed on the screen was Ouyang Yi emerging from backstage with the model group, casually sliding one hand into his pocket, seemingly turning his head inadvertently. The complex runway lights blurred the crowd, leaving only him shining like a star, perfect and flawless.

"Not blurry at all," someone praised.

For a moment, there was silence. Not only was it not blurry, but this photo perfectly captured the essence of Ouyang Yi!

"It’s the second set of casual wear," another photographer admired, "This girl really nailed it. With the fast-paced music and complex lighting fleeting by, capturing an impeccable shot like this is no easy feat."

Someone then chuckled, "This girl got lucky, snapping a great shot right off the bat."

It was only one photo after all. They still didn’t take Su Xingyu seriously. In this age where cameras are so ubiquitous, it’s not impossible for even a layperson to capture a great shot occasionally. The real difference between a top-notch photographer and an average one is not how well they take one or two photos, but whether they maintain consistent quality.

Su Xingyu also smiled, luck? There’s no way luck plays a part in her photography.

However, she didn’t feel the need to explain to the group of older photographers, she quietly clicked on the second photo.

Still Ouyang Yi.

"Didn’t change angles, Ouyang just walked forward a few steps," commented a photographer, "This one’s good too, clear and dynamic."

"Ouyang’s face is at a different angle, feels a bit different, but certainly strong in dynamics," other photographers agreed.

Third photo.

"The girl’s hand is really steady, not a single blurry shot in three?"

"Haha, she’ll surely tire after a few more."

Fourth photo.

"Damn, this one’s not blurry either."

Fifth photo.

"Still Ouyang Yi? Wow, it’s brilliantly shot, like a king reigning over all."

"Even that touch of wickedness is captured perfectly, sharp."

Sixth photo, seventh photo...

At first, everyone commented casually and relaxedly, gradually, the remarks became fewer, as if something was stuck in their throats, preventing them from speaking. They were all too shocked, not expecting Su Xingyu’s hand to be so steady, with nearly none of the twenty-something photos turned out blurry, and the hit rate was astonishingly high, each photo looking so good with hardly any duds.

These seasoned photographers considered, even without a tripod, they wouldn’t necessarily achieve such excellence.

Soon, all the photos were finished.

Su Xingyu closed the camera screen, with a playful smile: "Any advice from the seniors?" She knew perfectly well that these pros looked down on her, a novice with little experience and non-professional equipment. In the eyes of these long-famous masters, she was just a rookie, seeing their disdain, she couldn’t resist playfully wanting to surprise them.

"Advice... cough cough cough." A few people awkwardly coughed. What advice could they offer! Instead, they were bursting with questions to ask her. Finally, one of the masters couldn’t help but inquire humbly, "Little girl, why did you only take 24 photos? The whole show lasted for an hour."

"Ah, I was only capturing Ouyang Yi," Su Xingyu replied.

Models were supposed to change several outfits for the show, Ouyang Yi alone couldn’t fill an hour.

"Why did you only shoot Ouyang Yi?"

"24 shots is too few even if you’re only shooting him, right?"

"Young lady, are you his fan? Not sent by a magazine or something?"

Everyone was speaking at once.

Su Xingyu was very patient, answering their questions one by one: "My assignment was to shoot only Ouyang Yi. 24 shots aren’t few at all. I didn’t have a tripod, if I pressed the shutter too frequently, the camera body would easily become unstable, and my hand speed wouldn’t keep up, so I had to carefully select my timing, pressing the shutter only when necessary. I dislike taking numerous shots and then selecting the best ones in post-processing, I prefer knowing the moment I press the shutter — that’s the photo I want."

The surrounding pros fell silent again.

Indeed, because she didn’t have a tripod, she had to reduce the number of shutter presses to increase stability, and because she reduced the number of shutter presses, she had to precisely capture each opportunity — it sounds simple, but to achieve such precision, could any of those present manage it?

"Little girl..." someone sighed, "Really impressive, younger generations surpassing the old."

"Stop being Ling Weilong’s assistant," Mu Fengqing, the photographer from Cloud Magazine who introduced himself before the show, said to Su Xingyu, "I can recommend you to join as an official photographer. Cloud offers great benefits and can give you special equipment approval."

As soon as he spoke, many realized they had overlooked one issue —

Su Xingyu used a regular camera, not suitable for shooting runway shows! Yet the resulting photos were as good as those from professional cameras, which made them feel ashamed. "Little girl, here’s my card, let’s keep in touch," a photographer handed his business card to Su Xingyu.

More people handed out cards, introducing themselves.

Su Xingyu was in a great mood, nothing made her happier than being recognized for her photography. She took the cards, acting as natural as if she’d been mingling with the pros for ages, showing no sign of fear towards those renowned names.

"Little girl, where’s your business card?" someone asked her.

Su Xingyu had just entered the working world not long ago and had never printed any business cards, so she could only shake her head awkwardly, "Didn’t bring any."

"Just scan WeChat then," the pros suggested.

Su Xingyu took out her phone— she was mortified, what a lousy phone and signal! Her old phone really needed to be replaced, in crowded places, it always lost connection! Sure enough, no matter how hard she tried, the network wouldn’t load, it was so frustrating.

The onlookers, the pros also showed disdain: "It’s a model from three or four years ago, still not replaced, little girl?"

"You have money for clothes but not for a phone and camera? Disrespecting electronics will eventually lead them to abandon you..."

"Young ladies need to be pretty, sure, but also keep up on other fronts..."

"Stop, stop!" Su Xingyu’s head throbbed, not wanting to be lectured by them any longer. Finally, she came up with a plan, "You all know DCD Photography Forum, right? If you need anything, look for me there, my ID is Star."

"What?"

"Wow?!"

"What?!"

"Star, you’re the Star Goddess?!"

The group erupted.

One of the masters finally realized, shouting, "I remember now! The street photography contest Blade Group held a while back! I reposted to support the Star Goddess, and her real name was Su something... Su Xingyu! Yes, it’s Su Xingyu!"