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"Since you want to change it, why not use ours." Xiao Qiong added weakly.

The people next to him reacted immediately.

"That's right. Although our crew's shooting cycle is long, we can't delay it like this. This is the last shot. Our director is also in control of details. When the time comes, we must shoot the clothes from top to bottom. How did the bug become?"

"Besides, we're filming a drama, so it's not easy to use a foreign designer. The last time the XX crew used Huadao as a designer from Sakura Country, that style...it's unbelievable where Tang is."

The person in charge of the props team hurried over, "Director, don't think about it anymore."

"What are you thinking about? Do you know how much money they sponsored our crew, it's just a piece of clothing!"

The big deal is to take less shots and get a long shot!
The director seemed to have made up his mind, "I'm sorry, Miss Bai, no matter what you say, I won't change my mind."

The crew is difficult.

In addition to the cost of the actors, this kind of historical drama is a sky-high price to do well.

They had only started filming for a few days, and they already felt that they didn't have enough money to spend.

Bai Xiran finally saw it, and her small face sank slightly, "In the past, I only heard of actors who brought money into the group, but now... there are designers too."

The director's face was ugly, "There is no way."

Now that he opened the skylight to speak, Leo didn't hide it, "Since I'm here, no matter how much it costs, you... have to leave Fanlin."

He became more and more rampant, and he didn't hide it at all.

Bai Xiran listened, but suddenly laughed, "So, this is just the first step?"

"Of course! Chief Bai has been in Fanlin for a long time, and it's not something that can be done overnight to get you to leave."

"It turned out to be sponsoring the director's money." Xiao Qiong sighed beside her, "Sister Xiran, let's forget it."

"En." Bai Xiran was a little helpless.

Fanlin is at a critical juncture of development, and every project is very important. If you have to design clothes for "Legend of Changle Palace", most of them still think about publicity.

But if a large amount of sponsorship expenses is required, the loss outweighs the gain.

She nodded, feeling a little regretful, "In that case, then I have nothing to say."

can only let.

A long sigh came from the nearby Fuhuadao department.

"I've seen them all, and the outfit she designed is amazing."

"Yes, it's a pity."

"It can be seen that one is a carefully prepared design draft, and the other is brought over in a hurry without even checking the information. Comparing with each other, she must be very sorry."

Will you regret it?

Listening to the surrounding discussions, some of the group of children who had just played the roles of the young master and accompanying students frowned and looked this way.

Bai Xiran was ready to leave.

But suddenly, an exaggerated voice came from the side.

"Wait...wait wait! I want sponsorship!"

Someone raised his hand suddenly.

The director turned his gaze across, seeing that it was a stage manager whose name he couldn't even pronounce, and immediately glared, "What nonsense, go back and do your own work!"

The field manager was used to being fierce, so he nodded subconsciously.

But the back was pinched severely, and then the whole body stiffened, "I, I, I, I want to help!"

He followed the words of the person behind him and said, "Tell me, director, how much do you want?"

What?
Not to mention the director, the others were also stunned on the spot.

"I want to dye... I want the design draft of the beautiful sister! Don't want that scoundrel's."

Several people were all stunned on the spot.

The director was furious, "Have you had enough trouble! Whoever brought in the retarded thing, his brain is flooded! Get out of here."