The Pentium Era - South to North

"I was about to fall asleep just now, and you woke me up." He Hongmei raised her head and asked Zhang Chen, "Do you want to sleep?"

Zhang Chen shook his head: "I'm not sleepy yet."

He Hongmei got out of bed, turned around, stretched out her hand to Zhang Chen, and said to him: "Get up."

"What?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Don't forget that you are still my master." He Hongmei said, dragging out the word "master" very long, with a bit of ridicule, and said, "Let's go and see my designs."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Why does this master sound like a gangster to me?"

He Hongmei nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I like Master to act like a hooligan."

Zhang Chen laughed, he held He Hongmei's hand, and He Hongmei pulled him up. The two of them put on their pajamas and were about to go out. He Hongmei put her hand on Zhang Chen's chest and whispered, "Wait a moment." .”

She walked quietly to the door, opened it suddenly, and saw that there was no one outside, she let out a long breath.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Those two little witches are really good at eavesdropping." He Hongmei said.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't laugh. Every time you walked from here, they, they..." He Hongmei's face turned slightly red and she said, "They would all imitate that voice and make fun of me. I was almost stupefied by their laughter."

Zhang Chen understood. It turned out that He Hongmei asked him to stay in the hotel for this reason.

He Hongmei came back, took Zhang Chen's hand, and the two of them walked to He Hongmei's studio next door.

He Hongmei took out a picture folder, opened it, and took a stack of drawings from it to show to Zhang Chen. This was a design she had made for a movie. She also gave Zhang Chen a handout folder, which contained the drawings she had just given to "Red Plum Blossoms". Design made by "Open".

The design drafts I made for the movie were very large and were drawn on quarto lead drawing paper. They were color drafts. The design drafts for "Red Plum Blossoms Blooming" were all drawn on A4 paper and were ink drafts, but the upper right corner was affixed with double-sided tape. I took a small piece of fabric sample because I was afraid that the sampler would use the wrong fabric.

The design drawings made for the movie are more like decoration renderings. From fabrics to styles, nothing is available yet. You have to convey the ideas in your brain to the director, which depends on the rendering of color drawings. After the director approves, , you go to buy fabrics and make the clothes with the effect closest to the color draft.

As for the "red plum blossoms blooming" design, the fabrics are already available. Based on the existing fabrics, the pattern makers and sample workers are given a "shape" and asked to make, cut and sew the fabric according to this "shape". Made.

Zhang Chen stood in front of the workbench. He first read the color manuscripts carefully one by one. He Hongmei stood behind him, hugged him from behind, stuck out her head, and told Zhang Chen, "What is the meaning of this movie?" The investment is huge. Although the director is already a veteran, he is still quite strict. Master, please help me.

Zhang Chen nodded. After reading it, he sorted out the drawings and put them aside.

He then took the design of "Red Plum Blossoms Blooming" and while looking at it, he touched the sample of fabric attached with his fingers.

"Did I take action?" Zhang Chen said.

He Hongmei said "hmm".

Zhang Chen was not polite. He took the paper and pen on the workbench and drew quickly one by one. He redrawn the design draft of the group of "red plum blossoms blooming", and what he drew again was different. It was a design that he had already modified.

Zhang Chen drew a design draft in just a few minutes. When placed next to He Hongmei's original design, it looked obviously more impressive.

He Hongmei was dazzled by what she saw, but she felt very satisfied in her heart. She liked to see Zhang Chen's devoted look when he was painting. What was a "wonderful brush"? He Hongmei felt that when the brush came into Zhang Chen's hand and started to move, That's a wonderful stroke.

He Hongmei said discouragedly: "I have been painting for three days. Master, you just gave me half an hour to kill me?"

Zhang Chen tapped He Hongmei's design draft with his finger and said to her, you have already laid the groundwork here. What you are doing is application questions, and what I am doing is multiple choice questions. Of course, I will be faster than you. If you change mine, Design will also be fast.

He Hongmei laughed softly but happily: "I like to hear what you say... No, Master, do you just pick and choose what I like to hear and say it to me?"

"That's right." Zhang Chen said, "Then do you want me to pick out some ugly things to say to you?"

"No, no, no." He Hongmei still held Zhang Chen's waist with her hands, pressed her head against Zhang Chen's back, and pushed forward: "No, I won't allow it."

Zhang Chen asked: "Where is the script?"

He Hongmei said "Oh", let go of Zhang Chen, opened the drawer of the workbench, took out a movie script with a yellow leather cover, and handed it to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen pointed to the sofa and said to He Hongmei, let's go there to take a look. He Hongmei said "hmm".

The two people walked over. Zhang Chen sat down on the couch. He Hongmei sat down next to him, fell down, and rested her head on Zhang Chen's thigh. Zhang Chen held her between his elbows, opened the script and started reading.

This is a martial arts film. Ever since Ang Lee's "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" won the Oscar, domestic directors in recent years seem to have found a way to be market-oriented while maintaining a certain degree of artistry. Everyone has When it comes to making martial arts films, not only Zhang Yimou and Chen Kaige have made them, but also younger directors. It is said that even Jia Zhangke, who has always made art films, is also planning to make them.

Zhang Chen looked at the script and found that it was a story with a vague era. It was difficult to tell which dynasty it took place in. This gave the costume design more room for imagination. Zhang Chen and He Hongmei said:

"Since there is no big time frame, you can be more bold in design and don't be too rigid."

He Hongmei didn't say a word. Zhang Chen looked down and found that she was sleeping on his lap.

Zhang Chen smiled, lowered his head, kissed her on the cheek, and then continued reading the script.

When He Hongmei woke up, she found herself lying on the sofa with a blanket covering her body. Then she looked at Zhang Chen. He was standing in front of the workbench, holding a paintbrush in his hand and drawing.

He Hongmei stood up, walked over quietly, and hugged Zhang Chen from behind. Zhang Chen chuckled and asked, "Are you awake?"

He Hongmei responded with a "hmm", stretched her head to look at Zhang Chen's painting, took a breath, and sighed: "This is too beautiful!"

"Isn't it beautiful?" Zhang Chen said proudly, "I read the script. There is no chronological framework. The story combines martial arts and palace battles. The people in it are all prominent, and they have to go to the extreme in terms of clothing. Gorgeous, but the whole story is rather gloomy, so the color can’t be too heavy, so I just use cool tones, silk and satin, but it has to give it the feel of armor.”

He Hongmei kept nodding.

"It'll be ready soon." Zhang Chen said, "This is the last one."

He Hongmei looked at several paintings spread on the table. One of them was a scene picture. He Hongmei smiled and said, "You also did the work of props?"

"Only in such a scene can the costumes and characters, including the entire story, progress." Zhang Chen said, "This is not a scene map, but the general tone of the movie. You can give it to the director for reference."

He Hongmei said yes.

He Hongmei's face was pressed against Zhang Chen's back, and she said distressedly: "You only spent one night painting?"

Zhang Chen said with a smile: "I am so stimulated by this tune that I can't stop. I feel like I will run out of breath as soon as I stop."

He Hongmei smiled softly, but thought regretfully in her heart that it was a pity that she fell asleep, otherwise, she could definitely be by the side and watch him paint all night.

He Hongmei thought this, holding Zhang Chen's hands tighter, her face pressed against his back, but her eyes were already moist.

"This man is going to die." He Hongmei thought to herself, and sighed secretly: "I may never be able to live without him for the rest of my life."

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He Hongmei pushed Zhang Chen back to the bedroom and asked him to lie down and sleep quickly.

Zhang Chen lay down on the bed, looked at He Hongmei, and said like a child, "You should sleep too."

He Hongmei also got on the bed and lay down next to him, hugging him, kissing him, and stroking him. Zhang Chen wanted to move his hands and feet, but He Hongmei said angrily, "Don't move, just sleep obediently. You won't do it until you wake up." .

Zhang Chen smiled softly and lay obediently in He Hongmei's arms, enjoying her touch and kiss. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep soon.

He Hongmei looked at him, still worried that he was not asleep, and continued to pat him like a child until he snored evenly, then He Hongmei kissed him and got up from the bed.

She walked to the studio, put Zhang Chen's drawings into the folder, and looked at her watch.

"Are you leaving, boss? If you don't leave, you will continue to dream of mandarin ducks and butterflies. Qianqian and I are leaving."

Wenwen shouted at the top of the stairs. He Hongmei hurriedly walked out and "shushed" Wenwen: "Don't make any noise. I worked all night and just fell asleep."

Wenwen giggled: "What kind of job, two people? Mr. Zhang is really diligent."

"Fuck you, draw and design for Director Feng. Make an appointment and we'll go over now." He Hongmei said.

Wenwen said "Oh", raised her right hand, made an OK gesture, and walked downstairs.

He Hongmei took a piece of paper and wrote on it:

"My dear, I've handed in my homework. You need to wake up. Let's have lunch together when I come back. There is milk and biscuits in the refrigerator, so you should take care of yourself first."

Below the signature, she did not write her name, but drew a lip.

He Hongmei walked back to the bedroom with the note. Zhang Chen was already asleep. She put the note on the bedside table and pressed Zhang Chen's mobile phone on it.

He turned around and walked a few steps, reluctant to leave, turned around again, squatted down at the head of the bed, lay on the edge of the bed, stared at Zhang Chen for a while, stretched out his head, and kissed him carefully on the lips, Zhang Chen After moving for a moment, He Hongmei scurried away as if she was being shocked by electricity. Seeing Zhang Chen stopped moving again and snoring evenly, He Hongmei laughed softly.

She stood up, walked to the door, opened it, stood at the door, turned around, and looked at Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen was lying there motionless. Then He Hongmei walked out and closed the door gently.

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