Meng Qiqi was stunned on the other side of the computer for a moment, then turned to look at the dialog box that was still in the center of the screen, the bright red exclamation mark on it, how dazzling!
It seems to be silently laughing at her, look! You have been deleted as a friend!
"Fuck... so ruthless?"
She twitched the corners of her lips, and resent the friend request with a sad face.
And attach an explanation: [Sisters! I'm just joking, the wall is yours, and your husband is yours too, so I won't fight you! Speaking of retouching, can't you really be more flexible?]
[The other party rejected your friend request]
Meng Qiqi was about to cry, but she had bragged to her sisters that she knew a big picture retoucher. People spend money to find someone to fix it, but hers are free! That's right, the Lovers are just that talented!
And now—
Meng Qiqi was extremely sad, and at the same time sent another friend request.
Attached: [I'll give you money!]
(The other party has agreed to your friend request, let's start chatting!)
Meng Qiqi: Damn it!
So heartless!
It's Yaoyao: How many copies
Meng Qiqi: 80
It's slack: [picture]
Above is a photo of Song Yaoyao just opening the ps software and casually touching fish. The young man in the photo was dressed in black, and he walked with wind. He lowered his head slightly and touched his glasses with his index finger. The unretouched base map is darker, after Song Yaoyao's color correction, there seems to be no difference. But that flamboyant skin, unrestrained and unrestrained demeanor, originally three points, was abruptly raised by Song Yaoyao to ten points.
Meng Qiqi was crazy in her heart, and secretly saved the photo by the way, planning to replace it with her own screen saver and computer desktop.
Meng Qiqi: [Kneeling] Sister, I haven't seen you for a few days, your photo editing skills are even better!
Meng Qiqi: [Looking up to the boss · jpg] Xiu Xiuxiu, look at Xiu, I want as much as I have! How about 200 sheets? !
With this technology, millions of retouchers! Meng Qiqi was shocked.
It's Yaoyao: [shakes hands]
It's Yaoyao: After repairing it, send it to you, and give me half an hour.
After finishing speaking, Song Yaoyao quit Penguin, dragged the mouse, selected a few photos with better composition, and dragged them to PS.
The light in the room is soft, the girl with long hair hanging behind her back, sitting in a petite ball in front of the computer. She held the mouse in one hand while typing rapidly on the keyboard with the other.
There is almost only an afterimage left by the fast hand, and the various operations on the software are even more dazzling. It is almost impossible to see her movements. She has already quickly repaired one picture and moved on to the next one.
Meng Qiqi didn't take it seriously, although Song Yaoyao said half an hour would be enough for her. But whose speed is so fast? Some people take hours to fix one.
She first gave Song Yaoyao 300 red envelopes, and then snapped the freshly released photos into the group.
Originally as quiet as a chicken, a small group of only a dozen people exploded in an instant.
The stars come into my arms: Damn it! !
Get out of the trap, don't love it anymore: Damn it!
Get out of the trap, don't love anymore: My God, my husband is so beautiful! I love love love again!
Ri Xing: Don't say much, let's lick first. By the way, the retouching style is unfamiliar, which master did it
Meng Qiqi: You may not believe it when you say it, but it was done in a gentle way.
Rixing:
Meng Qiqi: Let me tell you another joke, Yaoyao has become a fan, and I bought the photo for 300 yuan.
Stars in my arms:
Go back to the pit and lie flat:
Meng Qiqi: She has a new husband.
Meng Qiqi: It is said that she has been looking at her new husband for ten thousand years, and her looks are as good as stars.