Living up to Qian Xue's illustrious name, as soon as Lin Xi entered the dressing room, she was startled for a while by the eye-catching colorful costumes.
There are four full rows of short metal hangers about three meters long, from white to black, from red to purple, there are only unexpected colors, and nothing that has never appeared. The clothing is exquisite and meticulous, even every tiny pattern on the cuffs is outlined with silver thread little by little. Not to mention the assortment of metal and wooden props placed on several large shelves, whether it is a gemstone brooch worn by a lady or a bell-shaped cap on a child's head, there are everything that one expects to find, each of which is exquisite in workmanship and realistically restored.
Wang Fang's eyes widened when he saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and couldn't help saying, "This...is almost the same as when the boss was filming "Ling Shen"."
Lin Xi shook his head and chuckled when he heard this, and explained: "At that time, "Ling Shen" only used one unit of costume props, and it was a TV series about gods and demons. We can't compare with it."
Ji Chengshu also nodded slightly, and said in agreement: "Lin Xi is right. Wang Fang, the crew of "Ling Shen" you saw is only a small part of it, and that play is mainly special effects and CG. But you It’s also true that Qian Xue has always spent a lot of money shooting MVs, so basically I can cooperate with Shu Shan for a long time.”
Lin Xi understood, and said: "The MV filmed by Director Qian is indeed beautiful and moving, and it is worth the price."
The three of them spoke a few more words, and suddenly a little girl with ponytails ran over panting.
A round apple face flushed, I don't know if it was from shyness or from running too fast, the little girl dodged her eyes and did not dare to look up at Lin Xi, she lowered her head and stretched out her hands straightly, handing over the clothes hanger in her hands , Said: "Lin... Mr. Lin, this... This is the first outfit you are going to wear today."
Lin Xi suddenly heard a crisp female voice behind him, and when he looked back, he saw only the back of a dark head. He was taken aback, then smiled, raised the corner of his lips and took the hanger, and said, "Thank you."
With a bang, from the base of her ears to her forehead, the little girl's cheeks were as red as if they were about to bleed. She summoned up her courage and slowly raised her head, glanced at Lin Xi cautiously, and said timidly: "Lin... Lin Xi, I'm your fan... Can I ask you for an autograph?"
Lin Xi, who had long guessed that this would be the result, smiled knowingly, his handsome ink-dyed eyebrows slowly relaxed, and a gentle and gentle smile bloomed on his delicate and eye-catching face, and he opened his lips: "Well, no problem."
The little girl immediately handed over the pen and paper that she had prepared for a long time to Lin Xi, and after Lin Xi finished signing, the little girl snatched the small book over, and hugged the book as if Lin Xi would regret it if she was a second slower. In his arms, he ran away in a hurry. Looking at the back of the little girl running away, Lin Xi had no choice but to swallow the words "do you need to take a group photo?"
When Lin Xi finished changing and left the dressing room, he happened to see Tian Miaomiao coming out from the other side.
The other party was wearing a pure white tube top Briott long dress. Layers of lace drew a big circle from the neckline to form a huge multi-petal flower ball on the chest. The fabric was smooth and the skirt was stretched all the way to the ankle. Showing the white instep. A head of red curly hair is all loose and falls on the back. At first glance, it seems to be as pure and beautiful as an angel who descended from the sky, but after a long time, it feels... somewhere, there is always a hint of weirdness.
Tian Miaomiao didn't notice Lin Xi who came out from the side. She went straight to the dressing room and sat down. With a slight lift of her slender jade finger, it landed on the makeup artist who was putting on a wig for an extra.
"Hey who, hurry up and put on my makeup, I'm going to play soon."
Lin Xi stepped into the dressing room just at the end of his words. Hearing this, he glanced thoughtfully at Tian Miaomiao who was sitting on a chair proudly without saying a word, then walked to the other side of the makeup mirror and sat down to put on makeup.
By the time the makeup was finished, half an hour had passed.
As soon as Lin Xi stepped out of the door of the dressing room, he saw a tall and elegant carriage with three windows at a glance. The two front wheels of the car are small, and the two rear wheels are large. The edges of the wheels are sealed with iron sheets to avoid wear and tear. In front of the car were two majestic and handsome white horses, with hot air coming out of their noses, and their hooves scraping the ground in a rebellious manner.
He had just taken two steps when he suddenly saw the small black door in the middle of the carriage being pushed open, followed by a coconut-brown boot stepping out of the carriage. A pair of slender and strong legs stepped on the metal pedals, and with the black to shiny civilized staff on the ground, an elegant man wearing a dark blue top hat stepped out of the carriage.
Uno lowered his eyes and looked at Qian Xue, with a hint of admiration in his tone: "This carriage is very delicate and realistic, and it is almost the same as the one I used in filming before. Director Qian, you are very serious."
Qian Xue put on a small pink coat today, and after hearing Uno's words, the smile on her face widened a bit, and she said: "This is your fault, Anuo, I said earlier that you had filmed If I have experience in medieval movies, I can discuss props and costume arrangements with you before. Look at it now, I really have to deal with it in a hurry."
Uno shook his head and said solemnly, "You are my teacher in this regard."
Qian Xue was no longer self-effacing, and she didn't say any more excuses, but just started to chat with Uno about her previous travels to various countries.
Uno bent down and listened quietly to Qian Xue's talk, when he raised his eyes and saw Lin Xi. A momentary astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he beckoned Lin Xi over. Qian Xue followed his gaze, and then saw Lin Xi, and Tian Miaomiao, who seemed to be uncomfortable in every way, pulling the skirt behind him.
Surprise and disappointment flickered across those sophisticated and vicious eyes that knew colors like the back of their hands, and then Qian Xue frowned and said nothing.
Before reaching Uno's side after walking a few steps, Lin Xi was surprised to see Qian Xue walk away with a serious face. He looked at Qian Xueyuan's back strangely, and asked casually, "What's wrong with Director Qian?"
Uno's gaze stayed on Lin Xi for a long time, and he only looked away a moment before the other party looked at him. He frowned and thought for a while, then replied, "Maybe it's ready to start the machine?"
Lin Xi saw Qian Xue walking to the side of the camera group, so he guessed that it was also about to start the machine. He walked towards the center of the set with Uno. No one spoke between the two, they just walked side by side quietly like this, but there was a peaceful and serene atmosphere.
The general MV is mainly based on artistic conception, mainly to create an emotional color that is appropriate to the song itself, so there is not much requirement for the content of the MV. Even though "Falling Stars" is a story-based MV this time, Lin Xi never got a single line from the beginning to the end.
According to Director Qian, that is—
"Do you know that silence is better than sound here? What you want is this kind of artistic conception that you can't understand and I can't understand it, so it goes where it is tall."
This kind of MV shooting can be said to be the simplest job that Lin Xi has ever taken over in his life. He only needs to pose and pose, and within a few minutes after he gets into the mood of the character, Director Qian will yell "Cut!" When he didn't react, he cheered happily: "Lin Xi, your performance is really good! What I want is this hazy, pitiful feeling!"
"..." Putting aside the fact that he still feels like he hasn't done anything, where does this "poor" come from
But compared to Lin Xi's smooth, coherent and coherent shooting progress, whenever a shot of Tian Miaomiao is captured, Qian Xue, who is as good-tempered as she is, can't help being furious and swearing at others.
"Tian Miaomiao! Even a vase is much more vivid than you! Do you dare to show some expression? Don't act like someone owes you millions. Why is your face so long?! You should be a boy now. I was moved by the sound of the piano, and then I couldn't help but walk over to listen to it, instead of winking with me here!"
After the 6th NG, Qian Xue finally couldn't help standing up from the black director's chair, strode to the center of the set, and cursed at Tian Miaomiao, who was half a head taller than herself. Lin Xi was also quite surprised watching this scene, not because of Tian Miaomiao's acting skills that were so bad that he couldn't bear to look directly at it, but because he didn't expect... Director Qian, who has always been good-natured, would have such a fierce side.
Because of Tian Miaomiao's continuous NG, Uno became the most leisurely one in the crew. Zhao Xian went back to City B early this morning, leaving his assistant Xiao Zhang alone by Uno's side. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ground with both eyes. She looks like an obedient and well-behaved little maid.
I thought that Uno could end the scene today, but I didn't expect to wait until the evening to get his part.
The lights are on, and night falls.
The street lamps on both sides of the studio road with the style of a medieval Western European town have been lit, and the frosted thick glass only emits a little glimmer of light. Under the classical and exquisite chandelier, there are two curved and beautiful bronze sculptures parallel to the ground. Color bracket, the end is the pattern of turning a few circles. Two flower pots hang on one side, blocking the light and casting mottled shadows on the ground.
A three-window carriage driven by two horses came quietly from the streets of the town. Every edge of the carriage is thinly wrapped with gold leaf, but there are not too many gorgeous decorations, only the dark gold lines that are about to be buried in the night are outlined in an extremely chic and smooth style at a distance of ten centimeters from the lower edge of the window. A string of complicated and beautiful patterns echoes the patterns on the glazed palace lanterns on the four corners of the car.
Lin Xi had already set his posture. Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer, he couldn't help but took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The bell on the carriage to show the status has already rang, getting closer, getting closer...
Lin Xi opened his eyes suddenly, and his elegant and ink-stained facial features suddenly became green, like an innocent young man who hadn't experienced much in the world. He held the bow in one hand, and moved quickly on the handle with the other, and there was a... cough, the beautiful and pleasant sound of the piano from the stereo.
The crowd of onlookers still squeezed him into a circle, but this did not affect his joyful mood when playing the piano. Fingers slid on the cold strings, every time it seemed to tear the blood between the fingers, singing the melody of life. The bow that has not been rubbed with rosin dances in front of the bridge, as light and bright as a jumping villain.
The young man who described Yili squinted his light amber eyes slightly, and his bright red lips raised slightly to reveal a smile that seemed to be there, and his mood was so happy that it seemed to affect the entire space. At first glance, this young man who is playing the violin gracefully looks like an elf, happy and at ease.
No one noticed that the dark black carriage stopped suddenly just as it passed the crowd.
A hand wearing a clean white gentleman's glove gently pushed open the lock of the carriage, and the white glove tightly fitting the slender fingers was spotless. In the sound of wonderful music, no one noticed this faint sound.
And this, the nobleman who is about to affect the boy's life, appeared quietly like this.