The soft and beautiful white light illuminates the whole church transparently and brightly. The immaculate white walls stand tall and straight into the complicated steeples. The entire Sainte-Chapelle is a closed white wall. Only the topmost steeple has colorful stained glass. . The moonlight is not bright, so the gorgeous and colorful glass in the daytime does not show its original charm, but only makes people feel a kind of helpless pressure and emptiness.
There is nothing on the cross that spans most of the crown wall, and the music stand in front of the choir steps has also been removed. In the center of the stage made of solid wood, there is only a thin and clean boy, wearing a good-quality suit. The silk shirt, playing the violin under the dim and bright light, is as noble and dignified as an angel walking out of the Bible.
In this empty church, only that noble and elegant gentleman sat quietly at the front of the seats.
The melancholy and low-key Prussian blue can't conceal the natural elegance of this gentleman at all. He is wearing a dark blue long-swing tuxedo, and sits alone on the far right side of the long nanmu chair. The Civilization Staff, a symbol of identity, was being held upright in front of his body by its owner's hands. On the top of the Civilization Staff, the unstained gentleman's gloves are set off against the full and mellow blue gemstones, which are particularly eye-catching and dazzling.
Under the high-brimmed top hat with a thin golden family emblem patterned on it is a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, deep in color, hiding complex emotions that are difficult to describe. His gaze was focused on the young man on the stage, his expressionless handsome face, for some reason, looked a little sad and heartbroken.
The boy's eyes were closed tightly, his bright red lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and his delicate face was full of crazy obsession with music. The left hand kept changing the strings and sliding, and the beautiful notes slowly flowed out from the sound hole where the ponytail rubbed against the strings.
Those chants are the purest heart of the young man, and what pulls each time is the little life left by the young man.
But the young man didn't seem to feel it at all, still with the happiest smile, playing his favorite violin on the stage where no one is paying attention, on the road to heaven, with the purest soul, Blooming the simplest smile.
What he didn't know was that under his stage, a pure and simple boy was reflected in those eyes that had been through the world at this moment. From the first encounter with the cruel separation that must be experienced now, the lonely noble thought that he had found the beauty that could purify his tired soul, but he did not expect...
Goodness is destined to be short-lived.
The sound of the music was still flowing slowly, the sculpted face finally loosened, a transparent tear flowed gently from the gentleman's eyes, and disappeared in the thin and ruthless lips. The gentleman lowered his head slowly, letting the shadow of the brim of his hat hide the grief he could no longer maintain.
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She was no longer the innocent girl she was back then, she walked towards the stage through the tall and straight golden gate. The passage of time has taken away her innocence. She has been married for many years and is walking towards the stage in a plain long dress.
In the center of the stage, she seemed to see the figure that was once deeply imprinted in her heart, but she thought she had forgotten.
This song... This song is a song he wrote for her!
It was countless cold nights, she stood on the street of the small town, fearless of the cold wind, listening to the song in her heart and engraving it in her mind!
is it him? is it him
She ran forward suddenly, and when she came to her, she raised her eyes suddenly, and the figure who seemed to be playing gracefully on the stage disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye.
She suddenly lost her mind and suddenly realized.
That person... that person will never appear again. That song...it's not the same one anymore.
The sorrow that tore her heart swallowed her all at once, and she could no longer hold back the damp heat in her eyes, the unbridled tears... water...
"Crap! Tian Miaomiao! Where are your tears?!"
The suddenly raised female voice broke the quiet atmosphere of the set, and under the high-intensity lighting, the empty church was illuminated as brightly as day.
Qian Xue clenched the wrinkled director's draft tightly in one hand, and quickly walked to Tian Miaomiao's side in a few steps, her face was full of anger: "Tian! Miao! Miao!! Where are your tears? Who are you looking at? Woolen cloth?"
All the staff at the venue stopped their work and looked over curiously.
I saw Qian Xue said with a bad face: "Where's your eye drops? You can't put on a sad expression without pouring a few drops of eye drops? Hurry up and get ready for me, let's do it again!"
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"Tian! Miao! Miao!!!"
Qian Xue gritted her teeth and shouted word by word. She blushed with anger, threw the wrinkled director's draft aside, angrily walked in front of Tian Miaomiao in the middle of the studio, and angrily said: The potion has been squeezed out, who are you showing your face to now?! Sad! Sad! Sad, do you know? You... "
When Lin Xi changed her clothes and came out of the changing room, she heard Director Qian's loud voice on the set. Seeing Lin Xi, Wang Fang trotted up immediately, leaned his round head over, and whispered mysteriously: "Boss, that Tian Miaomiao has been NG nine times."
In autumn, even in the southern city of S, there is a cold wind blowing at night. Lin Xi wrapped herself in a beige long trench coat, and put her hands in her pockets casually. After listening to Wang Fang's words, he raised his eyes and looked towards the set. I saw Tian Miaomiao in the center of the light with a pale face, but seemed to hold back his temper and lowered his head to listen to Qian Xue's lecture honestly.
Lin Xi lowered his eyes and saw Tian Miaomiao's nails firmly pinched into his palm, he couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips, and said paradoxically, "I shouldn't be NGing a few more times." Yan, turned around and walked out the door.
Wang Fang let out a "huh", trotted quickly to catch up with Lin Xi, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Hey boss, how do you know she won't be NG again?"
When Lin Xi heard this, the smile on his lips became more intense, and he said in a low voice, "You will know tomorrow."
"?" The little fat man touched his head suspiciously and looked at Lin Xi for no reason, only to see that the latter buried his palm-sized face in the scarf because of the cold wind, and there was a trace of innocence on his delicate and beautiful face. With a slight smile, it seems that there is no intention to explain further. All he had to do was pucker his mouth and swallow his doubts helplessly.
The two of them arrived at the parking lot while talking, and there were already two people sitting in the black nanny car. Lin Xi pulled the door handle from the middle of the car and entered, bringing the cold into the car. On the other side, Uno was wearing a dark black slim-fit woolen coat. Lin Xi couldn't help frowning when he saw Lin Xi who wanted to wrap himself into a fur ball, and turned his eyes to look at the assistant Xiao Zhang in the rearview mirror.
The assistant Xiao Zhang immediately understood—close the windows and turn on the heating.
The assistant Xiao Zhang, who has been working for many years and has already mastered mind reading skills, said that he can see the rich connotation from the simple eyes of his master, which is a professional skill he must learn as an assistant.
But after a while, the warm wind blew towards Lin Xi's cheek from the front. The car was in good condition and did not make any noise.
Feeling the hot air blowing in front of him, Lin Xi was slightly startled and understood. He took off the thick woolen scarf and put it aside, then turned to look at Uno. His fair cheeks were dyed a layer of blush due to the blowing of the heater, his bright and beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a smile, and he whispered, "Thank you."
The voice is very soft, but soft and pleasant.
Uno nodded slightly, there was no fluctuation on that handsome face, only the indifferent and cold eyes were slightly softened, shining like stars against the constantly flickering street lights.
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"Boss!!!" Wang Fang straightened his legs and ran towards Lin Xi quickly, shouting at the top of his voice while running. When he arrived in front of Lin Xi, he was already out of breath, and it took him a long time to recover. As soon as he caught his breath, the little fat man immediately said: "Boss! That Tian Miaomiao is not coming today!"
The makeup artist is carefully pinching the eyebrow pencil to deepen the color of Lin Xi's slightly lighter eyebrows. The original clean and clean black hair has also been cut into threes and sevens, and it is clipped behind the ears with invisible clips, looking cute and innocent.
After hearing Wang Fang's words, Lin Xi raised her eyes to look at the little fat man in surprise. The little fat man's face was flushed, and his eyes, which were no longer squeezed by the fat, were blinking at him like two black grapes. He sighed softly, and opened his lips: "She's not coming?"
Wang Fang nodded fiercely: "Yes! Brother Xu from the camera crew said that Tian Miaomiao NGed a few times after we left yesterday, and then she actually had a big fight with Director Qian! Then I didn't see her coming today..."
Although the result of the matter was different from what he had imagined, it was roughly in line with what Lin Xi had expected last night.
He has seen countless newcomers in the circle for more than ten years, but he has never seen someone as arrogant and rude as Tian Miaomiao, who doesn't understand the rules. So when he saw Tian Miaomiao being reprimanded by Director Qian last night, he had a premonition that the other party would never listen honestly, nor would he have the strength to meet Qian Xue's requirements.
But he really didn't expect Tian Miaomiao to be so ignorant that he would directly turn against Director Qian.
By doing this, she was not only disrespecting Qian Xue, but also disrespecting herself, Shu Shan, Uno, and even CX Entertainment. Yiqiao Media is a new entertainment company in S city. It has been very strong in recent years, but it is far inferior to CX Entertainment, which has been in B city for many years and is backed by the Chu Group.
Lin Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and probably guessed an answer in his heart.
Tian Miaomiao may have a financial backer. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so arrogant and leave the set directly.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help curling his lips, and suddenly recalled an interesting thing. I remember that when he first entered the circle, his agent was not Pan Lun. At that time, the agent arranged by Tianyu introduced himself a financial backer within a few months. Unfortunately, I was young and energetic at the time, and I refuted the manager's face without considering the consequences.
Now that I think about it, it's really interesting.
"Hey boss, what are you laughing at? If Tian Miaomiao doesn't come, what should we do with our MV?!" Seeing Lin Xi's eyes bent and laughing, the little fat man couldn't help becoming more anxious.
Lin Xi gradually suppressed his smile, shook his head meaningfully, and said, "Of course you don't need to worry about this, Director Qian will naturally have a solution."
The little fat man looked at Lin Xi in bewilderment again, completely confused.
Not long after, a tall and thin man hurried into the dressing room and said, "Mr. Lin, the content of today's shooting has changed, and the content of the MV may have been deleted."
Hearing this, Wang Fang stared at Lin Xi with wide eyes in surprise, only to see a faint smile on the latter's lips, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, as if everything was within his expectation.