Reborn in the 1980s: As a supermodel, I dominate the fashion world

Bai Sitian was puzzled. Imperial Film Studio was a top-notch entity in the film industry.

Zhou Mi went through a lot of effort to get this job opportunity. How could he just give up?

Does it have anything to do with myself?

"Zhou Mi, I think you should think about this again." Bai Sitian put down her chopsticks and said seriously.

Zhou Mi nodded lightly, "Sitian, I admit that part of the reason why I made this decision was because of you. But it's not just that, there are other factors."

Fang Hongmei and Bai Qijun also put down their chopsticks and listened to Zhou Mi's words attentively.

"You may not know that the number of films shot in the factory is limited each year. The plan for the new year is to shoot seven art films, including five feature films and two stage art films. But the scripts waiting to be shot have already been It’s piled up like a mountain, and even if I wait for another five years, my script may not be available.”

Zhou Mi raised his eyes and looked at Bai Sitian, "So I want to try a different environment. I heard that the Pearl River Film Studio has a much larger film schedule, and they also cooperate with Hong Kong City and can shoot nearly 100 movies every year. There’s a movie!”

Bai Sitian couldn't help but admire Zhou Mi's foresight.

In this era, who doesn’t want to stay and develop in the prosperous imperial capital?

But Zhou Mi can analyze so many ways from limited information, which is really amazing.

She knew that Yangcheng in the 90s was very popular in the pop music scene.

If Zhou Mi went there, even if he didn't make movies, he could still make a lot of money just by filming MTV for singers.

Bai Sitian looked at Zhou Mi's expectant eyes and agreed: "You are right, I fully support you!"

Fang Hongmei was puzzled. Zhou Mi was doing well in the imperial capital.

My daughter was also making fun of her, and actually supported this unreliable idea.

She said dissatisfiedly to Bai Sitian: "What's wrong with you kid? Why do you come up with such bad ideas? You should advise Zhou Mi to stay in the imperial capital. This is an opportunity that many people dream of."

"Mom, I support him. I have my own reasons."

Bai Sitian thought that in 93 Director Chen's "Farewell My Concubine" would have already won the award, and the filming had already started in at least 91-92.

Any later and you will miss this opportunity.

"Don't think too much now, just make the movie as soon as possible. Moreover, Yangcheng is greatly influenced by Hong Kong City. Capitalists in Hong Kong City like to invest in movies. I think it will be a great help to your future development." Bai Sitian Add your own reasons.

Feng Hongmei wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Bai Qijun, "I think the two children have their own opinions, and their analysis is the same. Let's not interfere. After all, it is their two lives. .”

Zhou Mi nodded to Bai Qijun, thanking him for understanding him.

Bai Sitian took a dumpling for Zhou Mi, "Don't just drink the dumpling soup, eat some."

Huang Wei has no dumplings to eat. She is currently having a reunion dinner in a restaurant in Hong Kong City.

There was a big table full of dishes, but there were only two people eating.

Charlie used chopsticks to pick up a little from a plate and put it into the bowl in front of Huang Wei.

"It's jubilant."

Huang Wei curiously picked it up with chopsticks and took a look, put it in her mouth, took a small bite and tasted it.

"It tastes good, what is it made of?"

"Raw shrimp."

Huang Wei never eats such raw food in her hometown, and she has a mental disorder.

The smile on his face instantly became a little awkward, and he put the piece of shrimp back into the bowl.

Charlie didn't notice it, he added some vegetables from another plate and put it into Huang Wei's bowl.

"This is abundant every year. It comes from sea fish. It is very delicious when steamed."

"This is the big roc spreading its wings, try it."

“Gold everywhere”

"A house full of gold and silver..."

Huang Wei's bowl piled up into a small mountain, and she touched her round belly.

Prepare to say something to Charlie so that he will forget to pick up food for himself.

"Um...Charlie, what are the plans for tomorrow? When are we going to see the costumes?"

Charlie said lightly: "Oh, you can watch it anytime. Get up early tomorrow and I'll pick you up at the hotel."

After dinner, Charlie very gentlemanly said that he would take Huang Wei back to the hotel.

Huang Wei thought they were going back by car, so she followed Charlie obediently.

Charlie didn't seem to be in a hurry, walking slowly on the street, looking back from time to time to see if Huang Wei was lost.

The streets are very lively tonight, with lights and colorful lights everywhere, and everything you look at is red.

It was small businessmen and hawkers who had set up stalls on the street. They were selling New Year's goods, including various red lanterns, red blessing characters, and red couplets.

Huang Wei wandered among the stalls like a butterfly, and she gradually forgot that Charlie said he would take her back to the hotel.

There are several stalls in front of which Huang Wei likes very much.

There are rows of shelves in the makeshift shed filled with pots of flowers.

Huang Wei looked over one by one and saw daffodils, phalaenopsis, chrysanthemums, and many other flowers that she couldn't name.

The flowers are crowded together, which is really beautiful.

Huang Wei was sighing when she turned around and almost ran into Charlie's arms.

Like Mario, she jumped backwards in an instant.

At this time, Charlie was holding a basin of oranges in his hand. Why is it called a basin? Because this is an orange planted in a flower pot.

Charlie put the orange flower pot into Huang Wei's hand, "It's for you."

Huang Wei smiled and pushed aside, "Although I like eating oranges very much, I really can't eat them now, so you should keep them for yourself."

Charlie laughed angrily, and kept handing things out without taking back his hand, "This is not food, this is for display! Its meaning is 'good luck'."

"Oh! Thank you then." Huang Wei smiled a little sheepishly and took the flower pot.

"Boss, your flowers are packed." A man's voice came from the side.

Huang Wei and Charlie turned their heads together, and the flower shop owner came over carrying a packed tree.

The flower shop owner looked at them blankly, "Boss, who are you giving the flowers to?"

Charlie raised his chin at Huang Wei, and the flower shop owner directly placed the tree on Huang Wei's shoulder.

Huang Wei suddenly felt that she was half a head shorter again.

She hurriedly handed the 'Daji' in her hand to Charlie and concentrated on holding the tree with her hands.

Charlie took the orange and turned away, "Huang Wei, do you know? This peach tree has a peach blossom. In addition to meaning 'flowers blooming and wealth', 'red peach' is also a homophone to 'big picture'. Isn't your stall going to be there after the New Year?" Is it open? I wish you great success."

Huang Wei followed Charlie unsteadily.

Like a little ant holding a leaf hundreds of times larger than its body.

A passerby bumped into her peach blossom tree, and Huang Wei's body began to tilt to one side involuntarily.