Chapter 120 Seed Germination (Seeking Determination)
The four people at the dinner table sat together.
Although the atmosphere is not warm, it is not awkward either, and the interaction is much more natural than before.
After chatting about the movie, Liu Xiaoli thought about it for a moment.
"It seems that Sissi must be improved as soon as possible." She weighed the situation and said with a sad tone:
"Qianxi, being able to participate in such a production is something that others only dream of. You can't make any mistakes, so please calm down."
"Mom, I know." Liu Qianqian bit the chicken leg lightly, Nod.
"You have to pay close attention to French. At least you can't make mistakes in your lines. As for acting skills..." When talking about her daughter's acting skills, Liu Xiaoli frowned slightly.
Undoubtedly, in her eyes, her daughter is a breadwinner of an actor. Her appearance is there, and as long as she has a suitable role, she can stand still or even dress up a little. .
But is it really a good performance?
Even Liu Xiaoli knows that her daughter Sissi is far, far away from being a truly good actress.
Of course, this good actor refers to the big stars like Gong Li, Maggie Cheung, and Brother Xun who have gained a foothold in movies.
Listening to their exchange, Xiangyang and Principal An were eating their own things, just like theatergoers, not participating at all.
Principal An just dumped it. In his words, his daughter wasted a lot of time and energy by being addicted to pseudo-literary books and lacked basic art appreciation ability. She didn't know how those characters who were controversial and could arouse people's extreme emotions were created that really moved people.
To put it bluntly, all I see is a mess of useless chicken soup for the soul.
It's just that he couldn't say this. There was a reason why his daughter liked reading such books.
So, he handed over this important task to Xiang Yang and asked him to help drag Liu Qianqian back on track to read world famous books.
If that doesn't work, you can just taste his translation of "The Hunchback of Notre Dame"...
But Xiangyang concentrates on eating, firstly because he is really hungry, and secondly because he doesn't know how to act. .
But he has seen good actors, and the gap between Liu Qianqian and them may be useless, so he wants to hear Liu Qianqian's decision first.
He actually listened attentively with his ears perked up.
"So Xiangyang, what do you think?" Liu Qianqian, who was a little bored after chatting a lot with her mother, turned her head and looked at Xiangyang who was only focusing on eating, feeling a little dissatisfied.
"Ah, me." Xiangyang was stunned. After quickly swallowing the rice in his mouth, he thought about it and said, "Why don't you find someone to learn from."
" Going to school?" Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment.
Liu Xiaoli also frowned.
"I don't know much about domestic actors. I can only tell you what I know." Xiang Yang cleared his throat, "Tom Hiddleston studied classical literature at Cambridge University; Benedict Cumberbatch studied classical literature in order to Drama gave up Cambridge and Oxford, but he also graduated from the University of Manchester; Colin Firth graduated from King Alfred's College; Chris Stoll received a master's degree from the Berlin Academy and the New York University School of Art; Ben Affleck Cambridge University, studying the Middle East..."
"Where did you see this?" Liu Xiaoli asked.
"I took a quick glance at the information during the interview and wrote it down." Xiang Yang shrugged and said to Liu Qianqian: "I don't know how this has too much to do with acting, but it's more cultural. It’s always good to have reserves.”
“I also graduated from college.” Liu Qianqian looked at Xiang Yang closely.
"Xiang Yang means..." Finally, Principal An spoke: "Xiang Yang means that you should do more accumulation of literary literacy, read more useful books, learn useful knowledge, and Get in touch with all aspects of society and don’t let yourself get too far removed from ordinary life.”
"Is this what you think of me?" Liu Qianqian glanced at her father, then turned her gaze to Xiang Yang and asked.
"I think if you want to gain a foothold in the acting industry, it's useless just to endure hardship on the set." Xiang Yang nodded.
After he finished speaking, Liu Qianqian had not yet spoken. Liu Xiaoli's slightly scolding voice soon sounded, "Xiang Yang, why is it useless for us Qianqian to endure hardships on the set?
You know Qian When Qian was filming "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", did she fall into the water and almost get into trouble while filming a scene?"
After she finished speaking, within two minutes, there was silence on the dining table in the living room.
Liu Qianqian stared at Xiang Yang with hazy eyes and placed it under the dining table, the little hand she held trembling slightly.
"Hey, hey, okay, let's not talk about this. It's not easy for Sissy either. The important thing in everything is to take your time. Xiangyang is doing it for Sissy's own good." Principal An looked around, looking embarrassed. said.
"I've lost my appetite, you go ahead and eat." Liu Qianqian swallowed hard, stood up, left the living room, and walked straight up the stairs to the second floor.
Seeing that her daughter left without a word, Liu Xiaoli glared at Xiang Yang, and before chasing after her, she said to Xiang Yang: "How could you say that about Sissi."
"I..." Xiang Yang was stunned.
Did I say something wrong?
Isn’t that what you asked me?
Seeing his downcast face, Principal An, who was silent for a while, shook his head and comforted: "They don't want us to eat. Don't worry about Sissy, she is spoiled by your aunt."
Seeing that Xiang Yang didn't move his chopsticks, he picked up a chicken leg and put it in Xiang Yang's bowl and added: "Qian Qian is sensitive, she will be fine after a while."
Walking up to the third floor, his room became more and more crowded. Liu Qianqian's eyes were red as she tried to get angry, and a teardrop slipped from her cheek.
She heard her mother's accusation against Xiang Yang, and her aching heart told her that she thought so too...
Why were all her efforts, sacrifices, and hardships in vain?
"Sissi, open the door and let mom in." Outside the door, Liu Xiaoli heard her daughter's weak cry close to the door, and Liu Xiaoli felt that her heart was about to break.
"Mom, please let me stay by myself for a while..." Liu Qianqian's voice gradually weakened, and she blocked the door tightly.
This made Liu Xiaoli outside the door even more worried. While scolding Xiang Yang in her heart, she said to the door, "Sissi, it's okay. Your father and Xiang Yang have never experienced the hardships you have endured. , and have never been involved in filming. You have done a good job, so don’t take their words to heart.”
"Don't speak for him, Mom..." Tears slowly filled Liu Qianqian's eyes. The pain caused by the insinuation of the person she loved was a bit deep, and she kept wiping her cheeks with her hands.
This kind of pain does not come quietly.
The seeds were planted from the first time I accompanied Xiang Yang to a party at JCE’s house.
Every time she participated in a script discussion, she would feel on pins and needles when she heard their talk, including the last time Xiangyang and her father were talking about literature.
It’s just that it was obscured by quiet love, or it was ignored.
So... what Xiang Yang said just now has a different meaning in Liu Qianqian's ears.
However, this also shows that she cares about Xiangyang's opinion of her. The moment before leaving the dinner table, she only asked Xiang Yang and didn't care at all whether her father really looked at her like this.
……
Come happily, leave extremely depressed.
This is a true portrayal of Xiangyang.
After staying downstairs for a while, Xiang Yang lost his appetite. When he went upstairs to find Liu Qianqian with anxiety and worry, he was stopped by Liu Xiaoli on the second floor.
Liu Xiaoli stared at Xiang Yang with a reproachful look and droopy eyes, but she tried her best to keep her voice calm, "Xiang Yang, you go back first and let Sissy calm down. She may be exhausted these two days. , You need to understand her better and don't say something so bluntly. "I, I didn't expect her reaction to be so big." Xiang Yang looked guilty and looked sideways at the closed door. Concernedly asked: "Is Sissi okay?"
"She will come to you when she is well."
"I understand."
"You, since you like our Sissi, you should learn more about it. It doesn't hurt to stand up and talk about many things, but the listeners will think too much."
"I understand."
After negotiating with Liu Xiaoli, Xiang Yang left Principal An’s house dejectedly.
"What the hell is this?" On the way back, Xiang Yang kept cursing what happened just now. Why are you talking so much when you have nothing to do?
As soon as he got home and saw the roses arranged by the two of them on his dining table, he felt even more panicked.
But it was too late to regret.
For two days, Liu Qianqian ignored him.
I didn’t answer the phone or reply to the text messages. I drove to Principal An’s home, but Liu Xiaoli wouldn’t even let me in.
This made Xiang Yang, who had just received the clothing sizes of all the participating actors, feel irritable.
He was already busy, but after the samples of Chinese fabrics were delivered to his office, his work became a lot heavier.
The use of Chinese fabrics is not as simple as horse-faced skirts.
According to the information that Principal An asked someone to help translate, Le Maire has already started a bold attempt and achieved good results.
On his side, the progress of the sports series has also made good progress.
After he left, Liu Qianqian, who had been peeping behind the curtains next to the window on the third floor, bowed her head slightly and came out. Her bright eyes reluctantly looked at the car speeding away under the night, and with her hands Pulling tightly on the folds of the curtain, he whispered:
"I told you to tell my father that I am illiterate...I told you not to feel sorry for me..."
After speaking, she pursed her lips.
"Sissi, clean up, the French teacher will come to give you extra lessons later." Principal An, who had been dealt with badly these two days, stood in front of the room and knocked on the door softly. .
He was holding a book in his hand, "The Great Gatsby". He heard that the movie his daughter was starring in included Mr. and Mrs. Fitzgerald. He specially found a Chinese version from a friend. The translation was brought back for Liu Qianqian to read.
Liu Qianqian said without looking back: "Oh, I understand."
"You..." Principal An shook his head, wanting to say but not daring to say more, so he put the book on the A corner of my daughter's room.
After that night, maybe because of busyness or out of self-esteem, Xiangyang didn't make any more phone calls or send text messages of apology, nor did he drive to Principal An's house after finishing work to look for fun.
After dedicating himself to work and allowing himself to focus on his own affairs, he felt less uncomfortable.
But not so happy anymore.
Even if the design of the two skirts was highly recognized by Lafayette, he just smiled and dealt with it calmly.
Yes, when watching the pattern maker working at Chanel, Galeries Lafayette sew the skirt he designed stitch by stitch, and when he put it on the mannequin, he just felt that he had completed a task. Just work.
Such a dull performance attracted Lafayette's attention.
Looking approvingly at the two completed Chanel-style skirts that retained most of the 1920s fashion elements and perfectly blended current fashion elements with elegant tailoring, Lafayette took a glass of brandy and handed it to her. To Xiang Yang, he asked with concern:
"Little guy, has something happened to you recently?"
"I'm sorry," Xiang Yang, who realized that he had lost his composure, took the wine glass. , raised it slightly to signal, then took a sip, shrugged and said: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I had a cold war with my girlfriend."
"Oh? What about the United States and the Soviet Union?" Lafayette also took a sip of his wine. , joked.
Xiang Yang, who was amused, laughed awkwardly, "Haha, that's not the case, it's just that we didn't get to talk together."
"It's better if I meet a guy like YSL." He glanced at Xiang Yang. , Lafayette complained humorously about his love being stolen away from him.
"Uh..." Hearing the master take the initiative to mention his sad past, Xiang Yang felt his heart tightening. After taking another sip of wine, he pointed at his clothes and changed the subject:
"What do you think of the effect?"
"Xiang, you little guy, your way of changing the subject is too lame." Lafayette smiled, walked to his cabinet, and removed He rummaged through and found a box of chocolates and handed it to Xiang Yang: "Take it and apologize, no one can refuse chocolates."
"..." Xiangyang looked down and didn't recognize the brand.
"I like these two dresses very much. This plus my draft is your reward for designing them."
"..."
In this regard , Xiangyang has nothing to say.
But thinking about it, the elements and creativity of the two skirts he designed were completely out of proportion.
To put it bluntly, it is similar to the work done by a costume assistant or the lowest designer. It is not good to show it off. It is better to let Lafayette collect it.
Besides, the many things he learned in just a few days at Lafayette were far more valuable than these two pieces of clothing.
The combination of fashion elements from different eras is cleverly pieced together, intercepted, and integrated without losing their respective characteristics.
This is really hard.
"Okay, I still have things to do. The next time I make an appointment with you, I will ask my assistant to confirm the time with you first." Lafayette put a whole box of chocolates into Xiangyang's hand and put his hand He put it on Xiang Yang's shoulder and pushed, "The time to apologize is very important, and the shelf life of chocolate is also very long. Don't be too anxious."
"I understand." Xiang Yang smiled palely, and Lafayette pinched his shoulder twice, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
After Xiang Yang left, Lafayette stood in front of the skirt and stared at it for a moment, then said to the assistant who came back: "Go and deliver these two skirts to the set. Just say that I hope to see these two skirts. "
"This..."
"Go, these two dresses suit her very well"
Lafayette didn't say much and paced. He returned to his workbench and placed the wine glass on the table casually.
The woman he was talking about was probably Anna Moglalis, the leading actress in "The Secret Love Story of Chanel" and a model discovered by Lafayette who turned into an actress.
The assistant thought this way...
...
It felt like the knife would cut off sooner or later. After all, the movie was about to start filming, and Liu Qianqian should also focus on improving herself...
(End of this chapter)