Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 145 "Xiang Yang, are you an idiot?" (Qiu Zhui Ding)

He really knows how to do it.

Very romantic and very sultry.

I heard that the smell on Xiang Yang's body came from a new perfume developed by JCE, and the idea of ​​this perfume came from the feelings Liu Qianqian brought to Xiang Yang.

When Emma Stone came to the bathroom to tidy up the towels, she couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart.

I am quite envious of Liu Qianqian.

She suddenly discovered that her view on this matter seemed to be more than just envy.

But soon, she got rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind.

I would not do stupid things, nor would I be obsessed with love like Liu.

"What I have to do now is to perform the next scene well!"

Showing a sweet smile to herself in the mirror, Emma Stone encouraged herself.

Being lucky enough to join the cast of "Midnight in Paris" has not improved her in the slightest. Recently, as the filming of the crew is coming to an end, her agent in Hollywood has helped her receive a lot of scripts.

Although auditions are still required, even though these are films with low investment.

But this is a good improvement for her who originally had to fight for audition opportunities.

Maybe, after the movie comes out, I will get more opportunities.

After briefly thinking about the future for a few seconds, Emma Stone tightened her tight-fitting bath towel. The moment she lowered her head, she noticed the wrinkles on her chest that she had made by herself, and her nose wrinkled slightly.

Where is it flat?

"Did you write anything yesterday?"

"I wrote it, but I began to feel that my work was too realistic. It failed to let my imagination run wild and should not stick to rigid logic."

"WOW, you always look so attractive in the morning."

"NONONONO, I have to change my clothes. Paul called and said he would be here soon. I"

"How could I get involved with a madman? Well, you're right! I slept with him! I spent a few good nights with Paul!"

"Because he is both romantic and can speak French! And you have been busy with work. Maybe it is some mysterious atmosphere in this damn city that is causing trouble."

"Admit it, Jill. I hope you can put this matter into perspective when you get home."

"Jill, my mother was right, you are missing a chord in your brain. You stay in Paris with your imaginary friends and write about the old toy guns in your book and the newspaper clippings of Joan Crawford."

Standing behind the monitor, Xiang Yang really enjoyed another Hollywood-level performance.

Emma Stone's non-committal acting skills are perfectly displayed in the two sets of scenes, especially the lines she utters in an indifferent tone, and the subsequent accusations against the male protagonist in front of her parents. It is really exciting to watch her. Several men performing had their fists clenched.

Who gave you courage?

So humiliating us men who are chasing dreams?

Yes, no one at the scene cared about Emma Stone's graceful figure under her bath towel.They care more about the impact of her lines.

"Not bad, Emma, ​​go change clothes quickly."

After confirming that he was very satisfied with the effect of the shot, Damien smacked his lips and applauded Emma Stone.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately attracted the attention of others.

The script was written by this damn guy!

In the evening, Bill specially arranged a small farewell party for Emma Stone in the hotel.

At the dinner table, everyone was enjoying themselves.

After the serious party, at Little John's suggestion, he, Xiang Yang, and Damien took Emma Stone to the bar with the most Parisian characteristics that she had always longed for.

Let’s taste the most authentic beer in Paris from Xiang Yang’s mouth.

After a few drinks, Emma Stone also rarely showed her sad side. When she held the wine glass with her big eyes lowered, a few people who were familiar with her were happy.

This sweet girl's choked-up expression is really laughable.

Those big bright eyes, the drooping corners of her mouth, and her rosy cheeks.

Xiang Yang and the others couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

"Liu will be back in a few days. Emma, ​​why don't you stay in Paris for a few more days?"

Little John, holding a wine glass, asked with a smile.

Noticing Xiang Yang's questioning gaze, Emma Stone pursed her lips and shook her head, "No, I have to rush back to Hollywood to audition. My agent has made an appointment for me, and I will wait for the next opportunity. .”

"That's a shame," Little John said, sighing.

"Yeah, but come on Emma." Damien also came over and said, "I will call you directly after I finish the filming, and then come to my place for an audition."

"Are you going to make a new movie soon?" Xiang Yang showed a puzzled expression.

Damien nodded, "A script I created before was recommended by Bill and received investment from Warner, but it was not much, only 200 million US dollars."

Xiang Yang blinked when he heard this number.

"Do you need an art director or a costume director?" Little John said while joking, throwing aside Emma Stone who was comforting him just now, walked to Damien's side and put his arms around her shoulders, "I'll follow Xiang. In this regard, he is professional.”

"I don't have money to treat you." Damien spread his hands.

An investment of 200 million US dollars may seem like a lot, but spending 10 to 20 US dollars on clothing is obviously not what Damien would do.

"Oh, money is something we can discuss." Little John made a very businesslike gesture, "You are always looking for someone anyway, why don't you let me start a business with Xiang Xian and get the jackpot?"

"Open?" Damien blinked in confusion.

"For "Downton Abbey", Xiang Yang and I set up a costume company specifically to take on the work of costume director. This makes it easier to pay taxes. Last time Xiang Yang took money from your crew, a lot of it was deducted. "

Little John said, and glanced at Xiang Yang, with a mocking expression on his face.

"Yes, the taxes in France are a bit harsh." Xiang Yang also sighed with emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Emma Stone picked up the beer glass, raised it over, and said with a sweet smile: "Congratulations, do you have your own clothing brand?"

<divclass="contentadv">"No."

Xiang Yang clinked glasses with her, took a sip of beer and said, "It's just that Little John plans to make his own costumes. After all, the profits are quite huge."

"Indeed," Damien nodded, "Then I'll talk to my producer then."

"Then Xiang Jing and I will wait for your good news."

As soon as he heard about the drama, Little John immediately extended his hand of friendship enthusiastically and held Damien tightly.

Although the clothes in "Midnight in Paris" were designed by Xiang Yang, due to time constraints, except for some of the more important clothes, the producers handed them over to Warner's costume and props department to prepare them.Most of the ordinary outfits for non-main characters can be rented from rental companies unless there are special requirements.

Among these costumes, if they are of special significance, rental companies, manufacturing companies, production companies, even the actors themselves or some museums may ask for or acquire them for collection.

After seeing several clothes designed by Xiang Yang, Little John knew clearly that the clothes his partner and subordinate prepared for the crew were not comparable to those that were directly destroyed.

The costumes in "Midnight in Paris" are just a favor, nothing else.

Little John was ready to hold it firmly in his hand.

And his businesslike behavior undoubtedly aroused Emma Stone's inner slander. Because of her drunkenness, she couldn't bear her temper and leaned towards Xiang Yang's ear and asked:

"Xiang, is Little John really JCE's biological son?"

"probably."

Xiang Yang paused, then whispered into Emma Stone's ear: "Actually, I have always suspected it, but according to my observations, if not, he would have been beaten to death long ago."

"Hahaha." Hearing this, Emma Stone covered her mouth and laughed.

After the party ended, the four people who had drank went back to the crew's hotel together.

After hugging Emma Stone goodbye at the door of the hotel, Little John found a reliable driver through the hotel doorman.The public security in Paris is not good at night. Xiang Yang's car cannot be parked on the roadside overnight, and he will stay at Xiang Yang's house tonight.

The two people who returned to the villa did not fall asleep directly.

The two of them took one of Liu Qianqian's pet dogs and walked around the garden for a long time before returning to the room.

The next day, before Xiang Yang woke up, he was woken up by a phone call.

"You're still sleeping in, what time is it?"

Liu Qianqian's voice was filled with joyful laughter.

With the conclusion of the signing ceremony, she immediately received the endorsement fees for HW mobile phones.

Celebrity endorsement contracts are generally signed for two years, but the endorsement fee is paid in two-year installments based on the contract price.This is also the direct reason why celebrities are very concerned about whether they can receive more endorsements.

Before the salary reached 208W/day, advertising endorsements accounted for the bulk of many celebrities' income that year.

So when Liu Qianqian received this large sum of money, the first time she took time out was to share the joy with Xiang Yang, and she also had plans for this money.

"Your good friend Emma finished filming last night, and Bill asked us to take her to have some drinks. After all, she will go back to the United States soon." After scratching his hair, Xiang Yang described what happened yesterday.

"She's going to audition again?" Liu Qianxi was surprised when she heard that Emma Stone was going to audition non-stop.

Compared with the opponent's fighting spirit, she felt that she was a little lazy.

But she likes it.

Everyone's pursuits are different. There is no need to copy the advantages of the people you admire to yourself.

"Well, Damien has also taken part in a movie. It seems to be a song and dance type."

"Well, singing and dancing, not bad."

Thinking of everyone's dancing that night on Xiang Yang's birthday, Liu Qianqian narrowed her eyes with a smile and turned the topic back to what she wanted to share with Xiang Yang, "Guess how much I got in endorsement fees at one time?"

"Don't guess," Xiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the bed, and said, "Just don't forget to pay taxes."

"Hey, Xiangyang, why do you look more and more like my father?" Liu Qianqian frowned in disappointment after hearing Xiangyang's disappointing words.

Obviously if you say this kind of thing, everyone will be happy.

Why doesn't he care about his boyfriend at all? He obviously cares so much about money. He's almost catching up with Little John.

Twisting a strand of hair by her ear, when Liu Qianqian heard Xiang Yang getting up, she frowned and asked, "Then you don't care. What am I going to do with this money?"

"Uh"

Hearing this, Xiang Yang, who was about to make a pot of coffee first, was stunned.

Because in order to protect his little heart from being irritated by his girlfriend's income, Xiangyang really didn't intend to hear the specific amount of this shocking figure.

But when it came to what the money was like, many ideas popped into his mind instantly.

Hearing Xiang Yang stuttering, Liu Qianqian's displeasure immediately melted away.

After saying to herself that money fans are money fans, she showed a proud expression and said to the phone: "I am going to buy a house. I will listen to you and buy the first-class Tangcheng in Shanghai, hehe."

It was originally a happy event, but Xiangyang hesitated after hearing it.

Originally, the reason why I recommended the other person to buy a house was because they were friends, and it was just to prove that my investment vision was unparalleled, but now their relationship has progressed to this point.

It is impossible for him to recommend the other party to buy a house again.

After all, I earn too little.

After hesitating for a while, Xiangyang thought for a while and stammered: "Uh, Sissy, actually I think there is a lot to be done in the stock market."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qianqian's angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiang Yang! Why are you like this!

I am angry!

You idiot! "

As soon as the sound fell, a "beep beep beep" sound came from the phone.