In the editor-in-chief room of the well-known domestic magazine "Jingshang Entertainment", a senior photo retoucher listened to the training with his head bowed.
"How many times have I emphasized this to you? This photo can't be P, don't you understand me?"
The photo retoucher looked aggrieved, "But... how can I use it as the background of the magazine cover if I don't retouch the picture?"
"You can beautify it, you can add special effects, but the problem is that you can't manipulate his face! Do you know how rare it is for Wang Zhongding to show his face once? They specifically proposed not to PS, you insist on hitting the muzzle!"
"I just fine-tuned it a little bit, so it's not obvious, and non-professionals can't see it at all."
The editor-in-chief yelled angrily: "People don't understand PS, don't they know what their face looks like? Don't worry about others, who is Wang Zhongding? You raise his hairline by one micron, pluck half of his eyebrows, He can see it immediately! Dispose of this picture quickly and use the original picture!"
Han Dong passed the newsstand after lunch, and was suddenly attracted by a magazine.
"I'll wipe it, what a stylish buddy!"
The purple shirt is paired with a dark gray suit. Whether it is the calmness of the tone, the neatness of the collar tip, or the three-dimensionality of the folded collar, it is just right. Even a rough guy like Han Dong could see his extraordinary taste and exquisiteness.
After appreciating Wang Zhongding's outfit, Han Dong turned his gaze to his face again.
Then, as a professional, I habitually scrutinized his face and gossiped about his marriage...
After a while, the newsstand owner spoke.
"I said young man, you have been staring at it for ten minutes, should you buy it or not?"
As soon as Han Dong looked up, the owner of the newsstand was startled.
That face is so green, you can play football on it with a frame on your forehead!
"Buy." Han Dong said.
Back at his residence, Han Dong closed the door tightly and tried his best to calculate with Wang Zhongding's face on the cover of the magazine. From the distance between facial features to the appearance of moles, every detail strives for precision. After measuring the facial features, the horoscope, and the strokes, the more you measure, the faster your heartbeat will be. Finally, he held the magazine cover up to the mirror and compared it with his own face, and his hands trembled instantly.
This, this, this, this... how is it possible? ! !
He has been calculating the marriage for so many years, and although he has calculated with certainty, he is only 70% to 80% sure. There has never been a pair, and the "data" matched to the point where Han Dong could pat his chest and say, "If you two don't make it, I'll hang myself!".
Today, the rope is finally ready for him...
Han Dong's hair all over his body exploded! This is impossible! How can I be with a man? There is definitely a problem! This face is definitely not real! Yes, most magazine covers will be retouched. This face must have been photoshopped, and the facial features must have been moved...
Just as he was talking, the video that had been buffering next to him finally played normally.
"Wang Zhongding, the head of Zhongding Film and Television Group, who has always been low-key, made his first public appearance to promote the annual blockbuster. The press conference attracted hundreds of media to report..."
Han Dong slowly turned his head to the computer screen, and was stunned for a moment.