perfect character

In the square courtyard, Tsing Yi dressed in a wedding dress stands on a high platform, the fence is old, gray bricks and white walls, the whole world is only brightly colored by that one person.

Time seems to turn back several decades ago, a big city where the feasting, feasting, Chinese and Western culture are combined, there are starving corpses outside the door, and the beauties inside the door are smiling, waving their sleeves, and their waists are full, and countless spectators applaud and applaud under the stage.

Jiang Qiushi was standing in Taichung. He was wearing the wedding dress from Xue Xiangling's wedding scene. The hijab that was hidden in front of his eyes was removed, and only the tassels on his head and face were lightly shaking.He? Wearing a heavy red costume, learning moves from Wen Yusheng little by little.

The thick and colorful makeup is extremely delicate, and people can't take their eyes off even if they don't talk or smile. He? He learned quickly, following Master Wen to change fingers, fold sleeves, move, and turn around... The expressionless face was frowned by the twitch at the end of his eyes. Her dark black and vermilion lips also seemed to become passionate.

It makes people seem to suddenly understand why some people are willing to spend a lot of money just to smile for Bojia people.

The people present were all Lianjiazi, so it was natural to see that Jiang Qiushi had no foundation, his movements were jerky, but he got started very quickly.It didn't take long for the water sleeves to be shaken in style.

Fang Han took a lot of photos for Jiang Qiushi, and Jiang Qiushi asked Brother Bin to send them to the studio to think about how to promote them later.

After all, Wen Yusheng may not have such a good-looking outfit after filming, but Wen Yusheng gave him all his private collection? Use it.

The effect was also remarkable. On the other end, all the staff in the studio were amazed by the boss, and the studio group turned into a bragging group in an instant.

Qiu Ya always knew that he was born good-looking.During the cooperation time in the past few years, she has seen it countless times, even so, in the next second, she may still be awed by her unique charm that she has never shown before.

No matter how workaholic Qiu Ya is, she is not hard-hearted, and she is naturally unavoidable at present.It's the same this time, she was crazily excited while thinking about how to make the best marketing effect.

Especially the last one, it can be used as a promotional photo.

Zhengdan in bright red is sitting alone leaning on the railing, with one long leg unruly bent, revealing the red embroidered shoes under the skirt, holding a jug in his right hand, raising a glass with his left hand to drink carelessly, revealing the Adam's apple sliding between his neck, his little finger is slightly raised.

His eyes are beautiful, but also very cold, sitting on the sideline of the empty field after the end of the song, only accompanied by the lonely draft.

The director was originally a photographer, and the atmosphere, light, and color of this photo are all exquisite.No one can resist the urge to accompany him after watching it.

Bai Wu knocked on the door, strolled in, and was amazed by the big picture on Qiu Ya's computer screen at a glance.

"Fuck, it looks so good! Is it a newcomer to the company?" Bai Wu was surprised, the lollipop in his mouth was no longer fragrant, "I think? I'm going to bend over."

"He? It's a man."

"Then I'm straight back, he? Who is it? Newly signed?"

"You look again?"

Bai Wu really got closer to observe carefully, and his eyes widened in an instant, showing horror.

"No way, is this Brother Ten again?"

The stunning feeling given to her by the photos of women's clothing released a few days ago has not disappeared, again?

"Am I bent or straight?" Bai Wu wailed.

Qiu Ya liked her temperament very much, and scolded her: "Do you think you are a paper clip? Go straight and straight. Tell me, do you want to apply for something again?"

If you don't have anything to do, you don't want to go to the Three Treasures Hall, and once you do it, you need money.

Sure enough, Bai Wu's face was serious in an instant: "I'm looking for Sister Ya to discuss the birthday party. How about the small birthday concert?"

Her eyes moved up to the computer screen involuntarily, and her voice drifted: "I think? I'm creative again."

She wanted, to write a song for the role.

Qiu Ya couldn't figure it out: "If you want to do it, then go ahead and write an application."

"No, mainly because there is a song, which is controversial."

Bai Wu pulled out a stack of folded paper from the hole in his trousers: "This is, I wrote it based on the story of Brother Ten. I wrote it for a long time, and this is the final version. Then this song... Although he may not Mind, but I think? I still have to ask if I can sing."

"Also, if it's possible, I think Brother Ten will feel better singing this song by himself."

Qiu Ya took the score.

She doesn't know much about music, but she can understand the lyrics.

The lyrics shocked her when she saw them.

It's a bit complicated.

Qiu Ya knows how strong Jiang Qiushi is. He has said many times that the past is over.But people's hearts are fleshy, whether as a friend or as a manager, Qiu Ya can't help feeling sorry for him.

Before Qiu Ya could speak, Bai Bai couldn't help but speak first: "Sister Ya, I know what you want to say, but I, I'm really not stabbing him in the heart."

"He? Should, would be willing."

For a person who values ​​music more than anything else, Jiang Qiushi is Bai Wu's half muse.

The song she wrote, I really want Jiang Qiushi to sing it, and only he can sing it well.

only him?

……

I practiced all afternoon at Master Wen's home, and finally got the affirmation. At the same time, the role was finalized, and the contract could be signed in a few days.

In the evening, Zhong Guangbin drove silently and brought his boss back to the set.

"Brother Ten, how does your head feel now? Does it still hurt?"

Stretching the head is not something ordinary people can bear. The cloth strip wraps around the forehead and stretches upwards. Many novices feel dizzy and vomit after just ten minutes of wrapping it on. But he endured it for more than four hours. They learned the movements together like everyone else, and asked the director to take dozens of promotional photos.

No one could see that he was uncomfortable, and everyone thought he was well adjusted.

After removing the makeup, washing off all the makeup, and removing the cloth strips wrapped around his forehead, everyone discovered that his forehead was already covered with sweat, and the roots of his hair were dripping wet.

It is both tired and painful.

Jiang Qiushi sat in the back seat and hummed slowly: "It's okay, just rest for a while."

He? Has been used to patience.

Besides, I can't even bear it for four hours now, so what about filming in the future?

Among those masters, which one has not survived for more than ten years?He? If he wants to achieve instant results in just a few months, how can he not suffer more?

Does Jiang Qiushi have it in mind? It's very clear.

Zhong Guangbin took the time to look at the people in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

There was still a tangled red mark on the other party's forehead, and his hair was wet with a little thin sweat, sticking to his face. The expression on his face was faint, and there was no sign of fatigue.

"Otherwise, why don't you do that head-tweezing? The eyes and eyebrows can be turned up a little bit, right?" Brother Bin really couldn't stand it.

It was like this in the filming of [Meng Hui Huan] before, everyone else was a martial artist, he insisted on practicing by himself, until he was bruised and bruised, his clothes were sore, and he still played the next day.The same is true for Diao Weiya. It takes a few minutes to get used to it for the first time. He? He has to come for two hours and say something, so that he can quickly adapt to the role.

Jiang Qiushi smiled: "How can there be such a saying? Isn't this cutting corners? The filming will not look good when the time comes. Besides, others can do it, why can't I?"

Wen Yusheng specifically said, why do you have to tie your head, it's really not good if you don't tie it, it looks like your eyebrows and eyes are drooping, and you are not energetic.

Zhong Guangbin just asked, he knew that the boss would never agree.

At this moment, Jiang Qiushi's cell phone rang.

It was a message from Bai Wu. She carefully tested it and said that she wanted to hold a concert for her birthday.

If I remember correctly, Bai Wu's birthday is nearly two months away.

Jiang Qiushi thought she wanted to apply for funding, so he replied that she could ask Sister Ya for approval.

Only then did Bai Wu express his real plan.

She wants to invite Jiang Qiushi to be a guest at her concert, and there is a song she wants to give him?

To be honest, Bai Wu became red too quickly, as if the streets and alleys were full of her songs overnight.Currently, she is One Autumn Leaf, the most popular artist besides Jiang Qiushi, her achievements and popularity are even more outstanding among the new female singers in the mainland entertainment industry, and she can even be compared with some of her predecessors.

Now many TV dramas and movies in the circle like to ask her to be the theme song.Also? Thanks to Bai Wu’s continuous inspiration, he can not only sing covers, but also create original songs. From composing demos to lyrics, he can do everything without pressure.I don't know how many people in the circle want to ask for a song from her.

However, it is of no use. The copyright of Baiwu's songs is not cheap, but it is free for company members.

Chairman Jiang Qiushi can even enjoy customized treatment.

She had sent many songs before, but she had never been so cautious as if she was afraid of making him sad.

Jiang Qiu felt a little surprised at eleven o'clock.

Bai Wu was still trying to persuade: "Boss, although I wrote this song, I think? Only you can sing its true essence."

Jiang Qiushi was silent for a while, then said, "Send it here, I'll take a look."

He? He remembered the song that Bai Wu had promised before.

It should be this one.

Already written?

A document was sent over there.

Stretched during the day? Still a little dizzy, Jiang Qiushi rarely got carsick, after talking to the other party a few words, decided to go to the hotel to watch.

Cool at night.

After parking the car in the underground garage, Jiang Qiushi used the printer on the car to type out the score, folded it and put it in his pocket.The two strode forward one after the other, passing through the illegitimate station sister scalpers squatting outside the hotel again, the security guard stopped them, allowing them to go upstairs and enter the room smoothly.

"The current follow-up is really enough..." After entering the elevator, those sharp shouts were finally cut off, Zhong Guangbin clicked his tongue, and wanted to say a few more words, but immediately stopped because of the boss's face.

I always feel that he is a little pale.

When they got out of the elevator, the two separated. In order to prevent harassment from illegitimate meals, they booked a few more rooms to live in together.

"Pay attention to rest." Brother Bin couldn't help but ordered again, "Call me in time if you have anything to do. I'm on this floor and I'll be right there."

Jiang Qiushi smiled slightly: "Okay."

Brother Bin saw him? His pace was still steady. He randomly drew a room card, found the door number and opened the door, so he felt relieved.

What he didn't see was that the other party couldn't help it as soon as he entered the door, and still insisted on living in the bathroom.

He had a headache that almost exploded. He held on to the sink and passed out for a long time. The faucet was turned on and rushed down. Jiang Qiushi reached out to catch the cold water and patted his face a few times before he felt more awake.

However, the dizziness in his head is still lingering like a gangrene.

Jiang Qiu had a rare headache, a headache in another sense.

If it's not good to pass overnight, what should I do when I shoot a movie tomorrow?

He washed his face with cold water and took a few deep breaths before he stood up straight.

In the mirror, his face was extremely pale, as if he had just applied the base color during the daytime makeup.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Jiang Qiushi shook his head and walked out of the bathroom. He took out the sheet music he had just printed out and looked at it seriously.

Bai Wu has been earnestly writing the song for several months, and it is specially written for him.

It's also a song for my mother.

The name is - "Writing to Mother".