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At around eight o'clock in the evening, the three teams of "Jiangshanji" announced the end of work. The filming in the suburban film and television city of Beijing was successfully completed. Some of the crew had already gone to the Yunling Mountain Scenic Area in City G in advance. Go south and start shooting at Yunling Mountain.

Tang Anran got off the show and was about to go to the lounge to change clothes and remove makeup. Before leaving, she went to say goodbye to the director Chen Lujia, and said softly: "Director Chen, I'll be back first. I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance."

Chen Lvjia stood up from his chair, walked two steps over, nodded and smiled, "Thank you, and you're in for the fun too. You've worked hard this time, and when you get to Yunling Mountain, you won't be in such a hurry."

"Yeah," Tang Anran gestured towards the lounge, "Then I'll go first, see you at Yunlingshan."

Chen Lujia happily said, "Okay, goodbye."

At the other end of the studio, Su Qingji sat on a makeup chair, folded his arms, and closed his eyes for a set of filming of "Jiang Shan Ji".The light makeup on her face has been removed, revealing her already beautiful and clear face. The end of the shooting in the suburbs of Beijing also means that her diet for this drama can be terminated, and she even has to start with a plan gain weight.

At this moment, the makeup artist was standing behind her, lightly removing her hair.

"Dangdangdang——" Xi Zhu knocked on the door of the dressing room, poked his head in, "Sister, the three teams over there have already finished work."

Su Qingji rolled his eyelids when he heard the sound, "Yes, I see."

She glanced at the mobile phone on the dressing table, and the makeup assistant who was helping at the side immediately understood and handed the mobile phone over, "Sister, here you are."

Su Qingji took it over and said casually, "Thank you."

The makeup assistant quickly laughed back: "You're welcome."

The hair accessories on his head hadn't been removed yet, Su Qingji kept his head still, and only looked down, opened WeChat, and found Tang Anran. The two of them have been busy filming for the past half a month, and they didn't even have enough time to sleep, let alone I have time to contact, today is the last day, she will be watched over there in the afternoon to finish work, tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, I have agreed to take Tang Anran to see You Luo's concert at Hall K, I want to make an appointment with her tomorrow morning Time to go to Hall K.

With her slender fingers hanging on the keyboard of the dialogue box, Su Qingji's eyelashes trembled. She was thinking about how to speak. After hesitating for a while, she typed out four serious words: [Congratulations on the end of work. 】

After she finished speaking, she kept stopping on the chat interface.

Tang Anran replied after about half a minute: [Thank you~]

Soon, another sentence followed: [Have you finished filming today's scene? 】

The makeup assistant was handing things like wooden combs and hairpins to the makeup artist at the side. She secretly glanced at Su Qingji's expression. Originally, Su Qingji was so tired that he didn't want to talk after the show, but now she saw the hair on the opposite side. The two messages that came over brought a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually softened.

Su Qingji replied almost in seconds: [The filming is over, I'm taking off my makeup, how about you? 】

Tang Anran was walking. Construction had just been done on this section of the road. There were still some clods on the road, and the street lights were not too bright. She saw that it was not convenient to type under her feet, so she sent a voice: "I'm on my way back to the lounge."

Su Qingji didn't wear earphones, so he transferred the text first, and then clicked on to listen.

The gentle voice came out, but I didn't hear it for half a month. Su Qingji listened to it once, and clicked it again. The makeup assistant watched her smile more and more clearly from the side.

Su Qingji introduced the topic, [I can see your idol tomorrow, are you happy? 】

There was undisguised joy in Tang Anran's voice, "Of course I'm happy. To be honest, I'm laughing every time I think about it. I've always wanted to go to her concert. It's the first time I have the chance after so many years."

There was tenderness in Su Qingji's eyes, [Let's go early tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, I'll drive downstairs to pick you up, okay? 】

After having dinner with Chen Lu's family that day, on the way home, the two had already explained to each other that one lived in the [-]th building and the other lived in the [-]th building, but they didn't mention the fact that the windows were facing each other.

Tang Anran didn't answer for a while, Su Qingji's eyes fell on the chat interface patiently, until "the other party is typing" appeared on it, Tang Anran typed: [Okay, I'm in the lounge, Mr. Su, first I’m off to remove my makeup, see you tomorrow~]

Su Qingji stared at this sentence, "Okay, da," she said to herself, and smiled slightly, "Why are you so cute?"

The make-up assistant took a few more glances at the bright smile on her face, Su Qingji's face was happy, but the words she typed seemed very calm: [Well, see you tomorrow. 】

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Since today was the last day, in the afternoon, Tang Anran's luggage in Jingying Hotel was sent home early by the assistant. After removing her make-up and changing her clothes in the lounge, Jing Xiaotao drove her home.

After entering the door, Tang Anran tidied up briefly, and instead of unpacking the luggage brought back from the hotel immediately, she walked into the storage room.

When I moved here before, I packed out the frequently used things, but put the infrequently used ones directly in the storage room. I didn’t have time to tidy up a few boxes of sundries. She went through the boxes one by one, and finally saw what she wanted. The thing is a plastic transparent storage box.

The storage box is square and not too small. She took the box out and put it on the coffee table in the living room. She wiped the dust off the surface with a wet tissue, and then went to wash her hands.

As soon as the lid of the box was opened, there were two stacks neatly stacked inside, all of You Luo's albums. From her debut to now, none of them fell out.

Tang Anran muttered to herself, "Warm white moonlight...it should be... at the bottom." She took out the albums one by one, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Aha ,found it."

She took out an old album that was placed at the bottom. The words on the cover read "Your Warm White Moonlight". This is You Luo's first album. It contains ten original songs. The song has the same name as the album - "Your Warm White Moonlight".

Tang Anran was only nine years old when he heard You Luo's song for the first time.That day was Saturday, after finishing her homework in the evening, she watched TV with her mother. The guest of the show was You Luo, who was 16 years old. Tang Anran is still very impressed. You Luo was wearing a white dress at the time, and she had a clean and beautiful temperament. , she was sitting by the piano, the only beam of light on the stage hit her, and she played and sang the song "Your Warm White Moonlight".

Both the picture and the singing left a deep impression on the young Tang Anran. After watching the show, she told her mother that she liked this sister. On her birthday that year, her mother gave her this album.In the second year, because of the influence of wandering, she started to learn the piano. She didn't learn it early, but because she liked it, she progressed fairly quickly. Later, she played and sang this song in the school's children's day performance. .

Tang Anran stroked the cover lightly with her fingers, and suddenly remembered her childhood and her mother... She pursed her lips lightly, a layer of sadness appeared in her eyes, and she let out a long sigh.

Holding this album tomorrow, she wants to ask You Luo to sign it for her. Her mother also likes You Luo very much.

After a moment of heavy thinking, WeChat rang.

Jian Ai, who disappeared for a while, sent a message: [Tangtang, is the filming over yet?I remember you told me before that the filming would be finished before the Mid-Autumn Festival. 】

Tang Anran replied to her: [Well, the filming in the suburbs of Beijing is over, you are a busy person, you are willing to show up after disappearing for so long? 】

Jian Ai: 【I just finished painting a portrait of an old gentleman. The painting is relatively large. I am the only one in the whole process. I don't even have a young apprentice. It's not that I am too busy and have no time. 】

Immediately afterwards, she asked: [Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, do you have any arrangements? 】

Tang Anran remembered that she was going to the concert tomorrow, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, and typed briskly, [Yes. 】

Jane Ai: [Huh?Got an appointment? 】

She didn't ask in detail, but just said: [I still want to meet you for dinner, I have been back to China for so long, and I haven't seen you yet. 】

Tang Anran thought for a while, 【Then... the day after tomorrow is also fine, I will rest at home for three days before going to City G. 】

Jian Ai: 【Too unfortunate, I have to leave the day after tomorrow. 】

Tang Anran was taken aback for a moment, 【Huh?Are you going back to Italy? 】

Jian Ai: 【No, I'm still in China, going to sketch with someone else. 】

Tang Anran suddenly had gossip thoughts, 【Ah, male or female? 】

Jian Ai sent a paragraph: [Female, a very good landscape painter in China, I met at the banquet of the Artists Association some time ago, she said that she admired my previous works, we chatted, very speculative, she almost They all understood some of the expressions in my previous paintings, and asked me why I changed my style now and started to draw hyper-realistic. 】

Tang Anran recalled what the two of them had talked about before, and said: [I remember you told me that you only started painting hyper-realistic oil paintings in recent years, and your previous works were not in this style. 】

Jian Ai: [Yes, I answered that she has encountered some bottlenecks in the past few years, she can't draw anything else, she can only paint super-realistic paintings, draw whatever she sees, she doesn't need to imagine all over the sky, she expresses her deep appreciation for the bottlenecks I mentioned Unfortunately, she said she was going to sketch after the Mid-Autumn Festival and invited me to go with her. I thought, it's good, maybe there will be new gains, so I agreed. 】

Tang Anran moved the storage box back to the storage room, [New harvest?Will there be love? 】

Jian Ai: [Go, go, what is love? They have been married for several years, and their children can play soy sauce. I mean the harvest in painting. Maybe I can get back some of those unconstrained colors by looking at the great rivers and mountains. What about inspiration? 】

Tang Anran: 【Then I hope you will succeed. By the way, where do you go to sketch? 】

Jian Ai; [Not sure yet, there are two places I want to go, let's think about it later. 】

Tang Anran: [Okay, you won't go back to Italy anyway, we will still have a chance to meet in the future, it's not too late. 】

Jane Ai: [Well, good. 】

After chatting casually for a few more words, the two said good night to each other, Tang Anran went to take a shower, recalling the content of the chat with Jian Ai just now, she didn't look like her usually, is it in a bad mood?

After taking a shower and drying off the water on her body, she sent a message to Jian Ai, 【How are you feeling today? 】

While blowing her hair, Jian Ai replied to her: [It's okay, why are you asking so suddenly? 】

Tang Anran put down the hair dryer, picked up the phone, [It's okay, I just feel that you suddenly become more stable, I thought you were in a bad mood. 】

Jian Ai: [It's not normal to be careful, I'm already 34 years old, and I'm not like you, young man. 】

Tang Anran: [But I really can't feel it when I'm chatting with you, and I can't tell it from the photos, it's 25 at most. 】

Jian Ai: 【I know, this lady is born with incredible beauty, right? 】

Tang Anran: [.....You are poor, hahaha, but you look much more normal. 】

Jian Ai: [Is it normal to be poor? 】

Tang Anran: [You're not like this usually, I felt something was wrong when you were so serious just now. 】

Jian Ai typed a bunch of ellipses: 【......】

Then he said: [Maybe it's because I want to start some things recently. 】

Tang Anran was sitting in front of the dressing table, preparing for skin care, and asked her: 【Huh? 】

Jian Ai: [Oh, I don't understand it too much now, forget it, I'll talk to you later...]

She took the initiative to end the topic, [Aren't you sleepy?I'm a little sleepy, and I haven't had a good rest recently painting that old gentleman. 】

Tang Anran: 【Then go to bed quickly and have a good rest. 】

Jane Ai: [Well, good night. 】

Tang Anran: [Good night. 】

The next morning, Su Qingji drove out the car 15 minutes earlier and waited for Tang Anran on the roadside downstairs.

The concert was a public occasion, so she wore very low-key clothes, a sapphire blue striped suit and simple black pants, long hair and shawl, plain makeup, and sunglasses that covered half of her face on her tall nose.

When Tang Anran came out, she was sitting in the driver's seat with a Bluetooth headset on the phone.