Chapter 20: Watch the exhibition together? (Please follow up~Additional updates)
Suzhou.
The first thing people often think of is the phrase "There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below."
Because he graduated from the photography department, Jiang Mumu, who was even more "disliked" by Xiang Yang, came to Fuqi. After entering the research institute, he was sent to the data room by Xiang Yang. With the assistance of the staff, he completed the data tasks assigned by Xiang Yang.
“How can I check there are so many things?”
Looking at the information listed all over the room, she wanted to prove herself and complained, but she refused to call her aunt for help.
Different from her.
Stepping on the quiet bamboo path, accompanied by the joyful sound of "rustling" in the forest, sitting under the eaves of an antique building, facing the sun, drinking a cup of tea, and listening carefully to the narration of the kind old man in front of you. It tells the story between Song Jin and her.
He is like a reporter and a student.
From time to time, I will stop writing to record the difficult years described by the old man, and feel the hardship of "coming from nothing".
The old man who returned to work after retirement was dressed simply and had gray hair. His face was full of traces of time, but his pupils were very bright. Her description was a bit boring, and her tone was flat without any fluctuation, but the story behind it was just like the environment they were in now. It took careful tasting to understand the full extent of it.
Xiang Yang, who is familiar with the stories told by the old people, can still feel enlightenment in every word that passes by his ears.
The beauty of the East lies within but is hidden outside.
A breeze blew slowly, and the old man smiled, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I talked too much."
"No, Ms. Qian, I like to listen." Xiangyang stopped the pen in his hand and expressed his due respect. "...When I contacted your assistant before, I took the liberty to inquire about the degree of your vision, so I specially ordered a pair of glasses for you."
With that said, Xiangyang put down the pen and paper and took out a small gift box from his bag. While standing up and bowing, he handed it to the old man with both hands, "It's not expensive, just a piece of your heart."
The old man did not refuse, nor was he surprised.
Although this is the first time the two of them have met, they have actually communicated with each other for a long time through their assistant.
At first, she expressed doubts, thinking that the designer in front of her was just trying to get a 'gimmick' with the help of Chinese fabrics and craftsmanship. But with time and her persistence in this aspect, she gradually dispelled this doubt.
With a smile on her lips, she glanced at Xiang Yang, nodded in approval, and stood up to take it with both hands.
"I can't do it, I can't do it."
Seeing everyone like this, Xiangyang repeatedly stopped him, but the old man squinted and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since a young man like you knows how to please me.
Not bad, I deserve the words "young and promising."
"You are so complimentary." Xiang Yang said with a smile on his face. Knowing how much he weighed, how could he bear this simple compliment from the old man's mouth.
"I have read some of your design drafts before, and I have a few words to remind you." The old man accepted the gift and handed it to her assistant for registration. After gesturing to Xiangyang to sit down, he said .
Xiang Yang was stunned, and quickly picked up a pen and paper, preparing to record.
Seeing that he refused to sit down, the old man smiled and said: "We have many time-honored fabrics and craftsmanship, but if we want to integrate them with Western modern tailoring, don't pay too much attention to the difference between the two. The key point is to focus on Yu Shen and Yu Yun. Don't fool others, and don't fool yourself. "
"But..." Xiang Yang wrote down, and he made a sound while worried.
“Calm down more and don’t be in a hurry.” The old man smiled and picked up the teacup. “Tea can be light or thick. The same is true for fabrics, silk, and clothes.
The ancients were not only It tells us that spirit is born from Tao, and form is born from spirit. It also tells us that spirit cannot exist without form, and spirit cannot exist without form.
I hope you can have a good understanding of it and visit here more and walk around more in these two days. "
"I understand, thank you, Ms. Qian. "After listening to Xiang Yang, he recited a few words silently in his heart before opening his mouth.
The old man's every word made Xiang Yang think first of "harmony of form and spirit, enlightenment of wisdom and beauty".< br>
The confusion that had been surrounding him seemed to have been gently lifted away, but it was still too hazy.
After another cup of tea, the assistant came back and leaned next to the old man and whispered. After exchanging a few words, the old man stood up and said goodbye. Xiang Yang sent the old man away and returned to the tea seat where he had been sitting for a long time. He looked at the dense bamboo forest outside the courtyard and watched them swaying gently in the wind. My breathing also followed the swinging rhythm, and I fell into deep thought.
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“Okay, today’s shooting is over.”
The sunset is slowly coming, and the busy day of shooting is coming to an end.
After checking the final effect of the film, the editor immediately announced the good news to everyone with a smile and thanked everyone for their efforts.
After a burst of congratulations, she clapped her hands again and said: "There is also good news. Miss Liu Qianqian's mother has booked dinner for everyone at the hotel restaurant. Let's take a short rest and then go to the restaurant downstairs together. "
"Is there such a good thing?"
"Yes, thank you, Sissy."
As soon as she finished speaking, several people were helping Liu Qianqian. The assistant in costume couldn't help laughing.
"No, I should do it." Liu Qianqian smiled a little tiredly.
A total of four groups of clothes were photographed today, and the remaining two groups will be left until tomorrow due to natural light.
"Okay, everyone, hurry up and tidy up. Sissi, please go change clothes with the stylist first." Amidst the thanks from others, the editor nodded approvingly to Liu Sissi.
Actually, after the shooting, you can have this dinner anywhere.
Even if we go out to eat, no one will say anything. But obviously, nothing would be better than having dinner together at this upscale hotel.
"Let's go, Sissy, I'll take you there." The stylist is a woman. After getting to know Liu Qianqian for a day, she came to each other's side, and the title became cordial.
Liu Qianqian, "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."
The changing room is at the very back of the VIP Room.
Zhao Xin followed the two of them. After entering the house and locking the door, he quickly took two unopened bottles of mineral water from the table. The first bottle was handed to the stylist first, and the second bottle was handed to the stylist. Then he handed it to Liu Qianqian, "Teacher, take a rest for a while, and I will help my Qianqian change clothes."
The stylist took the water, opened it and took a sip, and then said: "Okay. Just pay a little attention to the zipper."
"Don't worry." Zhao Xin nodded.
The stylist who had seen her change Liu Qianqian's clothes twice agreed and found a place to sit and rest for a while. After changing her clothes in the bathroom, Liu Qianqian walked out.
Zhao Xin followed closely, holding the changed clothes and carefully hanging them on hangers, "Teacher, please confirm."
"Yes, okay." The teacher got up and went to the clothes area to check carefully. At the same time, he said casually: "They are not that fast outside. You guys need to rest for a while. You must be exhausted."
"Fortunately, I just haven't worked for a long time. After that, I got used to it in the morning." Liu Qianqian responded with a smile.
"Your temperament really doesn't look like someone from the entertainment industry." After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her clothes, she sighed when she turned around and asked, "By the way, how many days will you stay with us after filming?" ?”
Liu Qianqian said, "I will go back after the photoshoot. I still have work to do."
The stylist nodded, "Yes, the fashion week will start soon. If there is a chance to meet there, , I can introduce you to some good small exhibitions. Let’s take a look together when you have time.”
Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, “Want to see the exhibition together?”
“Why, we have an appointment. ?" Seeing the other party's surprised look, the stylist couldn't help but ask.
“Let’s just say… so be it.”
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