Xiangjiang old events [entertainment circle]

After inviting Weng Jingjing to drink afternoon tea at the Peninsula Hotel, Chen Boyang took her to a nearby leather goods shop very "naturally".

"This is?" Weng Jingjing looked at the things in the store, most of them were bags, and she immediately thought: Is this something you want to give her?

It is inevitable for a beautiful girl like her to often receive gifts, so after being surprised for a while, Weng Jingjing quickly came to her senses and went to check the products in this store.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but she was taken aback when she saw it: In this era when the monthly salary of ordinary wage earners is only more than 1000 yuan, the bags here start at more than 1000 yuan, and even small key bags cost several hundred!

For a rookie like her who has just debuted, the salary for a movie is only 3000 yuan!

"This store is a French product. It was opened in Xiangjiang recently. It's called LouiseVuitton." Chen Boyang explained it to her with a smile, and then he shook his head and smiled as if remembering something, "I remember when I came here before When I was in China, there was a female star who couldn't even pronounce its name, so she pretended to be tasteful, which is really funny."

It's not that he discriminates against people who don't know these brands. If you don't understand, you can learn to understand, but he is bored only by people who don't understand and pretend to understand.

"What do you think of this?" Chen Boyang picked it up for a while, and motioned Weng Jingjing to look at a mid-priced dinner bag.

Weng Jingjing silently glanced at the five-digit price tag, feeling both excited and surprised but also a little scared: Could it be that...

"Pretty..." she whispered back.

"Okay, this is it - please, help me wrap it up, wrap it up nicely, I'm going to give it away." Chen Boyang is a regular customer in this store, and he is also a handsome young man, Hearing his words, the clerk immediately responded with a smile.

"Is there anything you fancy?" While waiting for the clerk to pack it, Chen Boyang looked at Weng Jingjing again.

"No more!" Weng Jingjing replied hastily, excitedly.

"Ah? Such a big store, don't you have anything you like?" Chen Boyang was a little puzzled: the two of them were the only ones on the set who could chat a little, so he brought people here, both to help with selection and By the way, let me recommend the niche brands he dug up...

For artists like them who are in front of the stage, it is difficult and expensive to cooperate with big brands, and it is easy to spend all your savings if you buy one, and it is easy to compete with those guests from the upper class.

It’s impolite to not look good, but it’s easy to attract hatred—because most of the artists are good-looking, and they usually look better than the guests when they bump into their shirts and bags. If you meet someone who is stingy, you might be hated Then they were secretly suppressed by them looking for a relationship.

This has also created Chen Boyang's shopping habit of looking for niche brands that are good in quality, style and other things.

Occasionally when he is in a good mood, he will recommend the "treasure shop" in his collection to his friends.

Obviously, the favored young master of the watch shop earns a lot and spends a lot. He is used to being extravagant, and he doesn't understand the shame of a poor girl.

Weng Jingjing gritted her teeth anxiously, and finally came up with a reason: "I hate brown the most. When I see brown, I feel dizzy and bored!"

Hearing this, Chen Boyang looked puzzledly at the LV store, which was only brown now, so the store was completely filled with brown products, and then looked at Weng Jingjing, whose cheeks were flushed with anxiety.

Thinking that she really didn't like brown to the point of making her uncomfortable, Chen Boyang quickly took the packing bag handed over by the clerk, and then led her out of the store: "Sorry, I didn't expect this layer ..."

"It doesn't matter, my kind of strange problem is rare." Weng Jingjing smiled.

Because of this episode, Chen Boyang, who consciously or unintentionally did something bad, finally bought a plush doll in the mall and gave it to her as a thank you and apology on the way back.

Weng Jingjing was holding the doll, but her eyes couldn't help but drift to the packaging bag in Chen Boyang's hand: Actually, that bag is quite pretty...

But she said so, and Chen Boyang couldn't give her this dinner bag anymore - well, I feel a little sorry for causing him to waste so much money.

The two were ashamed of each other, and it was easier to forgive each other's scumbag acting skills in the next filming. After several outdoor scenes were filmed, they were even praised by the director because their cooperation was much better than before.

After filming the most recent part of the exterior scenes, the crew returned to the film and television city to shoot the interior scenes.

TBB's interior video studios are distributed according to area and purpose. Except for those specific dressing rooms, clothing rooms and dormitory buildings, other video studios are usually named with prefix numbers, such as the first factory, the second factory, and the sixth factory. and so on.

Before the shooting team needs to use a certain video studio for shooting, it has to submit an application to the person in charge of the relevant department, and indicate the estimated usage time from the beginning to the end; when the time is up, the next group of photography groups will immediately catch up and start re-setting. Or it is taken back by the person in charge, and it is rare for the filming crew to delay the shooting to save face.

This kind of system has also created a lot of crew members—especially the director, who will get angry when the shooting effect of the day is too poor, and the required material has not been filmed but it is time to hand it over to the factory. Then he turned into a roaring warrior and started spraying people.

Chen Boyang has also shot a lot of scene scenes during this period, and from time to time he can hear roaring sounds coming from nearby. Not to mention, if his performance is poor, the director of his group will also turn into roaring warriors...

Hearing that Su Yun was watching the rehearsal in the studio next door, Chen Boyang, who had just returned from filming the location, was secretly delighted: It just so happens that the set for the next scene will have to be built for at least half an hour, and now everyone in his group is resting or do your own thing.

In the past, it didn’t take much time to give the bag in the bag to Su Yun at the studio, and maybe I could have a few words with Su Yun... Chen Boyang thought happily in his heart, and quickly packed it in his hands Carrying things, and then walking towards the studio with a concealed black shopping bag.

It's a pity that the idea is very good, but the reality always fails to come true.

I don't know why, but many people who are temporarily unemployed also took the same route as him.

Most of the people coming and going in the not-so-large aisle were men, and many of them smelled of sweat in the hot summer because of heavy work. This made Chen Boyang, who has always been a little clean, tighten his body, Want to avoid sideways and outdated contacts as much as possible.

Holding the shopping bag in his hand tightly, he planned to walk towards the destination at a faster pace.

Good guy, as soon as he is fast, the others also start to be fast——

"Hurry up! There are beautiful girls over there in the studio!"

"It's Miss Hong Kong's rehearsal, the competition hasn't even started yet, and now I can't see the swimsuit look!"

"Oh, you are such an ignorant youngster. Less fabric has the advantages of less fabric, and more fabric naturally also has the mystery of more fabric. There is no swimsuit, and the cheongsam is not bad!"

"I heard that Mr. Guo, one of the judges, is also here!"

"Is that Mr. Guo who has his share in every beauty pageant? Tsk, I don't know which beauty is going to be murdered by him this time..."

"That's needless to say, my son from a wealthy family, as long as he is not forced to come to see a Hong Kong lady, it is a matter of your love and my willingness to trade for money and sex. How many people are so lucky to marry into a wealthy family like Miss Zhu Gang?" where?"

"That's right, if you hang out with these big men, at least they know how to give jewels and car wives, and you can make money! It's not the time when sentient beings are full of water, how can beautiful women be willing to live in poverty with you... ..."

These messy gossips made Chen Boyang frowned.

Once again, I quickened my pace and walked into the studio. Sure enough, a lot of uninvited moppies gathered around the corners to watch the rehearsal of the candidates for Miss Hong Kong.

Chen Boyang glanced around, and finally found Su Yun's figure on the other side of the judging panel.

It seemed that so many people present had become phantoms, and only the person whose heart and eyes were full was clear and far away. A faint smile appeared on Chen Boyang's face.

He squeezed the handle of the bag in his hand, and he saw where Su Yun was and was about to walk there.

The figure swayed, and before halfway there, Chen Boyang saw the young man next to Su Yun wearing a famous brand, holding a famous brand dinner bag to Su Yun with a big smile on his face.

That bag was the latest model of a well-known brand, which had only been advertised on TV two days ago, and the price was several times more expensive than the one in his hand.

The expression on Su Yun's face was obviously impatient and perfunctory, she took the form and filled it out on her own, as if concentrating on her work without thinking about other things.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Guo didn't fall in love with the Miss Hong Kong candidate this time, but the judges of Miss Hong Kong..." The person behind who also saw this scene whispered, "But it's true, Mary Su is not bad in appearance, but she is worth a lot. It sounds much better than a vase like Miss Hong Kong..."

"Do you think Mr. Guo can win Marysu?"

"I think it's okay. Mary Sue, a young girl, is seriously a female celebrity. Even a female celebrity wants to marry into a wealthy family. I don't have to struggle anymore..."

No, no, she's not like that...

Although he really wanted to refute, Chen Boyang saw Su Yun who put down the form, and finally accepted the dinner bag from Mr. Guo.

Chen Boyang lowered his eyes, unwilling to look over there, and quietly exited the studio with the bag in his hand.

Going home after finishing today's work in a daze, Chen Boyang slumped on the couch and looked up at the sky, his mind seemed to be completely blank.

"Hey, did you work hard today?" Zhang Querong who opened the door gave him a strange look, then closed the door very smoothly and sat on the sofa on the other side, "You said you have something to discuss with me, after all What's the matter?"

While talking, his eyes fell on the shopping bag next to him, and he couldn't help reaching out to open it curiously: "Huh? There's something new? Brand-name handbags... women's bags?!"

He knows that Chen Boyang likes niche brands, but this old friend can earn money as well as spend, and when buying expensive things, he will think carefully before buying. Most of them are classic and versatile models that go well with each other. It’s also been used by myself for a long time, so I can’t be regarded as the kind of shopping-addicted moonlight family—because I get along with this old friend, and he occasionally saves some money to buy some famous brand clothes for stage and attendance A contingency in some occasions.

Brands such as LV were introduced to him by Chen Boyang, so Zhang Querong still knows them.

After all, he is an old friend who knows many things about the other party. After thinking about it, Zhang Querong immediately thought of the purpose of this women's dinner bag.

"You plan to ask me to help you refer to how to give it to Mary, right?" After thinking about this, Zhang Querong asked with a smile.

Chen Boyang pursed his lips and shook his head: "Someone has already delivered it first."

"What happened?" Zhang Querong immediately asked with concern: No wonder Chen Boyang looked sleepy.

Chen Boyang lowered his eyes and simply told Zhang Querong what he saw in the studio.

When Zhang Querong heard this, he immediately hated iron for being weak: "Is that Mr. Guo who has his share in every beauty pageant? What is he? Apart from his family background, his personality, appearance and talent are comparable to yours." gone?"

"Mary definitely doesn't like the kind of so-called young man who is so heartless. Don't be so discouraged. Mary's gift from him is purely for entertaining him."

"But..." Chen Boyang was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhang Querong, "Don't be here, but take courage, you are usually so confident in doing other things, why do you think so much about life? Shrunken..."

"I can't say it..." Chen Boyang said with a bitter face, "If she doesn't want to or doesn't like me so she refuses, what should I do?"

"I can't say it... Really." Zhang Querong felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by this old friend, and after thinking for a while with a sullen face, he finally came up with a clever plan, "If you can't say it, then you can sing it—usually Is it not difficult to sing love songs?"

"Write a song to Mary to express your heart, so that you can use the song to express your love, and it is easy to step down - if Mary doesn't want to answer you for a while, you can say that this is your new song that you will release, and it is for her to listen to. Listen for advice!"

Chen Boyang's eyes lit up.

It was rare for an old friend to suggest such a good strategy for himself. Chen Boyang pulled himself together, took a few pieces of paper and sat down by the piano.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Tomorrow I'll be filming the morning scene continuously. Maybe I'll be filming all night. I'll go home and rest first." After Zhang Querong confirmed that he started to cheer up, he packed the dinner party in his hand .

"Come on!" Before leaving, he did not forget to turn around and encourage Chen Boyang.

Chen Boyang was amused by him, and then his thoughts drifted back to the keys in his hand, and he pressed a series of soft and beautiful notes intermittently.

Probably because people don’t feel tired when they have a goal. After staying up most of the night to write the first draft of the song, Chen Boyang took advantage of the free time in the morning when he didn’t have to start work, and went to the house of Zheng Guoguang, a lyricist who often cooperates.

Considering that Zheng Guoguang used to be Su Yun's elementary school teacher, he couldn't express his thoughts directly, so he just vaguely expressed that this song was intended to write something romantic, but when he expressed it, the last It's better to be subtle, vague and refreshing.

As a lyricist who has collaborated many times, this style is Zheng Guoguang's forte, so he took the song, checked the small inspiration book that he carried with him, and quickly filled out the first version for Chen Boyang lyrics of.

In order to finish this song that conveys affection as soon as possible, after Chen Boyang got the first version of the lyrics, he didn’t even miss the spare time of filming. As soon as the director said to take a break, he sat on his small folding chair and rummaged through the lyrics from his bag. Play out the lyrics and practice singing.

"Life is quiet like a lake, all angry for you..."

While singing in a low voice while checking the fit between the score and the lyrics, a female voice suddenly came from the side: "Danny, what are you doing?"

"I'm making a new song." Chen Boyang put away the lyrics paper with some embarrassment.

But Weng Jingjing has sharp eyes, and she has already captured most of the content of the lyrics with a slight glance, so the smile in her words is even bigger, and she reads the first few lines softly: "Life is as quiet as It's the lake water, all because of you conjuring all kinds of happiness..."

"'Quiet' and 'Hundred Kinds'..." There was a bit of teasing in her smile, "Jing Jing and Bo Yang...the lyrics contain our names, are you planning to give them to me? ?”

Chen Boyang, who was suddenly surrounded by her and wanted to explain, was immediately stunned.

At this time, a reporter who was taking pictures next to him rushed up immediately: "What? Danny, you want to write a song for Mary?"