Chapter 43: Revisiting the Little Black House

As soon as Chu Feng arrived at his destination and got out of the car, a little assistant ran over at the door in a hurry. There were a few freckles faintly, but it was a lovely face, with excitement that could not be concealed: "Hello Chu Feng!" My name is Wang Diandian, and I am your personal assistant in this movie. ”

Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh, and laughed out loud: "Your name is so cute." ”

Wang nodded embarrassedly and scratched his head, "I thought it was a little unspeakable, but when you said this, I don't think there is anything bad about this name!" ”

In just a few words of small talk, Wang Diandian had already led Chu Feng into the lounge, of course, it was room A without doubt. When Wang asked Chu Feng if he needed a separate room, Chu Feng smiled kindly: "It's okay, I'm here to film, how can there be so many requirements." ”

Wang was stunned for a moment, thinking about those big-name artists in the past, clamoring for a separate dressing room, a separate lounge, a makeup artist equipped with personal equipment, and desperately raising the salary, he felt that he was so lucky.

"Then you take a rest first, and I'll ask Director Teng first." As he spoke, he hurried to the set and waited for the director's instructions.

Teng Huatao is a young director who is not confined to form and is good at capturing delicate details, and has recently made many TV series and movies, and the word-of-mouth box office is very good. He likes to use new storytelling techniques to create ratings miracles with compact and engaging stories. At the moment, he is conducting personnel inspections at the scene. Seeing Wang Diandian running over, he asked loudly, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Diandian estimated that he was in a hurry, and he was out of breath panting, "Chu Feng, Chu Feng is ......... she"

Teng Huatao frowned a little unhappily, the designated heroine was really different, probably because she made some excessive demands to the crew. "Tell me what you want."

Over there, Wang Diandian had just finished breathing, and said happily: "Chu Feng has come!" ”

Teng Huatao exclaimed in surprise: "What? Here she comes? ”

We did write a call for people and an inventory on her schedule, but that didn't include the main actors. Not to mention Chu Feng, who has been in full swing recently! She can put it off the shelf like this?!

The unhappiness in Teng Huatao's heart gradually faded unintentionally, and his preconceived bad impression of Chu Feng was reversed, and he ordered the staff to check it themselves first, and then said to Wang Diandian: "Let's go, let's go to the lounge together." ”

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"Chu Feng, in fact, you don't have to come today, the starring roles are all after everyone else is ready." A smile appeared on Teng Huatao's face, "Wen Binbin hasn't arrived today, so I'm sorry for you to run in vain." ”

Chu Feng knew that he had come early, and showed a natural smile, "It's okay, I'm still a newcomer, and I should arrive a little early." ”

It's been a long time since there has been such a humble artist, Teng Huatao sighed in his heart, "But today it's just counting people and inspecting machines, and there's nothing to learn." You'd better go back first, the day after tomorrow will officially start filming, and don't forget to come to the start-up ceremony tomorrow. ”

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Chu Feng walked out of the set a little embarrassed, and suddenly his mobile phone rang, and Sheng Taoyu's helpless voice came: "Chu Feng, you won't go to the set by yourself first." ”

“……… Oh, yes. ”

"Well, blame me for not reminding you, but you don't have a job even if you come back now. I have to say, can't you just get more announcements or something! ”

“……… Ah, I don't seem to have a good signal here, so I'll hang up first. You should train the newcomers in the company first. Hanging up the phone in a bad way, Chu Feng sat in the car with nothing to do, and the driver's uncle sat there expressionlessly, the atmosphere was very cold.

Well...... So where to go now. Wait a minute, I figured it out!

Chu Feng was in a good mood instantly, "Uncle driver, go to No. 113 Wutong Road." ”

The black door creaked and made an overwhelmed sound, slowly opening a crack, and the golden sunlight shone through the glass on the pale man.

He was still cold and stingy, and gave a few words stingily: "Come and see the process?" ”

"Eun." Chu Feng's chicken nodded as if pecking rice, for fear that Feng Qingming would drive him out like this.

Feng Qingming obviously showed a thinking expression, half a sound, opened the door slightly, and let Chu Feng come in sideways.

This is a place that Chu Feng has never entered, Feng Qingming's studio. The light was dim, and there was a kind of gloomy atmosphere, but Chu Feng didn't feel abnormal at all, she always felt that maybe in such a quiet and quiet atmosphere, Feng Qingming could design it wholeheartedly.

Feng Qingming pulled out the chair, and there was a friction of "bang", but it was not harsh, as if the sound of a musical instrument was playing. Chu Feng looked at it curiously, and sure enough, the material of the ground was different, dark and artistic. Feng Qingming sat in front of a small workbench, his slender fingers twisting the sketch pencil that he had just put down, and continued to sketch.

"Sit."

The voice was so slight that it almost made Chu Feng doubt his hearing, Chu Feng looked around, there was a chair next to the platform, for fear of disturbing Feng Qingming, he gently pulled it over, placed it on the side, and sat down slowly. Looking at Feng Qingming's creative process up close, she could feel his alienation and coldness, and she could also feel his incomparable seriousness, even seriousness to the point of paranoia.

The beautiful strokes jumped on the paper, but they were naturally drawn from the sight of Feng Qingming's side face. His side face faintly shone with a blue-white brilliance, which was so handsome and beautiful. The pale lips, the pupils hidden by the eyelashes, and the slightly pale graceful fingers made her hold her breath and look at him carefully.

Probably because of the dim light or the pleasant atmosphere, after a while, shrouded in a warm white light, she fell asleep peacefully.

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When she woke up, Feng Qingming was looking at her with a pair of clear eyes, as clear as water, and not alarmed.

I was going to see the design, but I fell asleep! Chu Feng was ashamed and just wanted to find a hole to get into, and his fair face was stained with a flush that seemed to be about to burn. Until a slender, bony hand handed a blank piece of paper in front of her, she glanced at it secretly, and at this moment she forgot everything just now, and her eyes were full of amazement.

It was a colorful drawing, with a few brushstrokes outlining a radiant, flame-like girl, a dark red skirt, unusually simple lines, and only an architectural fluffy design on the shoulders, but it gave the whole picture an almost sharp sense of power.

The girl had crooked eyebrows and a big smile.

That girl, it's me.