Chapter 109: Sang Xia who was arranged
Although not a competent driver, Fusu is definitely a great consultant.
Here's the thing.
Sang Xia, who entered 'Su Mu' like a fish in water, often brought his work home. The glass room on the third floor is now her studio.
For the first time, Sang Xia, who had acquired the skills of drawing on a pen tablet, was sketching a scene in the studio. After a certain person who originally planned to come to play stealing relatives stood behind and watched for a while, he forgot all about his original intention, stretched out his hand and pointed to the flag on the screen and said, "The same flag of Kowloon only appeared after Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty." ”
Sang Xia flipped through the background information of the episode, "Oh, the story is set in the Qianlong period. ”
"Well, that's Shunzhi's father. So, it's not appropriate for this flag to appear here. ”
"Oh!" Anyway, what Fusu said must not be wrong, Sang Xia looked very admiring, and kept nodding his head to modify the picture.
The second time, Fusu was in the study and was about to check Xu Xin's soul when Sang Xia knocked on the door. The newly formed vague figure, like a frightened rabbit, swooped back into the air cylinder, and floated back to the bookshelf with its own familiarity.
"Can you help me see if there are any problems?"
Knowing that Fusu's reluctance was pretending, Sang Xia still coaxed and pushed him up to the third floor very cooperatively. I rolled my eyes in my heart, what Brother Midnight said was not wrong at all, this guy is really more and more arrogant the more he is acquainted!
"In the dress system of the Han Dynasty, only the ribbon of the Gonghou General was purple. Huo Quai's illness is only the first battle at this time, and he has not yet been sealed..."
Speaking of this, Fusu frowned and thought deeply, Sang Xia thought that he had encountered a difficult problem.
After a pause, Fusu continued in a low tone, "Many of the systems of the Han Dynasty were inherited from the Qin Dynasty... In fact, these details may not be of concern to the world today, or they are not important anymore..."
The words should not have been finished yet, but seeing that Fusu actually showed a rare gloomy look, he walked alone with his hands behind his back...
Sanxia thought that Fusu would no longer be interested in seeing her work, but she was wrong.
After the first two experiences, Fusu found it nice to sit next to Sangxia and work with her.
This girl has more and more problems, and these problems are a piece of cake for him.
Answering questions, every time I see her eyes shining with stars and looking at herself with adoring eyes, the feeling is simply refreshing.
In short, whether it is because of some 'obscene' reason or nonsensical self-satisfaction, Fusu has become an essential consultant for Sangxia's work and life.
With such a consultant who is better than Baidu and various unpopular encyclopedias, Sang Xia's intuitive feeling is also a word 'cool'!
From then on, as long as it is produced by Sangxia, it must be a high-quality product.
With the assistance of Fusu's gods, Sang Xia successfully won the whole audience and became the favorite of the art department.
As a result, the group pet himself got a job with a high degree of difficulty.
A film and television drama not only needs directors and actors, but also behind-the-scenes staff are extremely important. The audience sees many scenes in the play, mostly the result of behind-the-scenes work.
There is a lot to be done before this is achieved.
And a crew with requirements and character should be rigorous and serious about the details in the play, and 'Su Mu' is such a team.
This team has recently encountered a big and small problem, which was originally insignificant, but helplessly, the more serious director seems to be carrying it with the other party, and he has to let 'Su Mu' take it.
The departments related to this drama don't know how many 'heroes' were sent out, and they all returned home.
Huan Feiyan is thin and white-faced, and Lori Royal Sister is a cool uncle, all of which don't work.
When everyone's eyes fell on Sang Xia with great anticipation and hope, she herself hadn't figured out the situation yet.
"Teacher Chen, is it appropriate to send me?" rookie Sang asked as he looked at the bald senior in the office blankly.
"Don't take the problem so seriously, judging by your recent performance, we all underestimate your ability. "Chen Jian is definitely not embarrassed by jealousy.
He could swear by this, but it was only a sudden inspiration that he thought of sending Sanxia to complete the 'impossible task'.
If Sang Xia doesn't do a good job, then the art department will push three, two, five, anyway, she is a 'child', and no one in the company can blame her, hehehe...
"Just to borrow something from the housekeeper?" Chen Jian touched his bare head, hey, it seems to be a little dirty, well, go and scratch it at night.
"What to borrow?" Sang Xia was not stupid, a pair of big round eyes looked at the bald Chen suspiciously, and guessed in his heart that it was the difficult thing that his colleagues had said during this time.
"It's our recent Han Dynasty drama, don't you also paint a lot of scenes. Today's audiences are all like archaeologists, and the director is well-known in the circle for being more realistic, saying that the set should strive to be realistic. ”
"I don't know where to find out, saying that there is a collector who has a lot of good goods from the Han Dynasty. It's not about borrowing any high-end antiques, it's just some objects, and they're putting them in a high-grade way. The people who can be sent by the props team have come to the door to try, but they just won't..."
"Ahh
Chen Jian laughed so much that his nasolabial folds were almost able to trap mosquitoes, "That's right, I heard that collector likes people who can draw, isn't this catchy." ”
"But, so many seniors in our art group went to others and didn't borrow it, so it's definitely useless for me to go!"
'You think I'm going to tell you, I don't care if you can borrow it or not, the key is that someone can carry this pot, dear.' ’
The bald Chen is full of inner drama, and he coaxes the stupid little girl who has just entered the city not long ago, "Try it, just try it, and I don't want you to guarantee it." ”
"If you can't borrow it, you can't borrow it, it's really not okay, the boss will always find a way to do it, right. ”
Sang Xia thought about it, and it seemed to make sense. Then try it, and you don't need to guarantee it, isn't it just a matter of running errands, do your best if you can borrow it or not.
"Good. As soon as he nodded in agreement, Sang Xia hung up his bag and went out with the efficient 'help' of the bald Chen.
didn't waste a second in one go, and the bald Chen's ability to move was like a hanging, which was comparable to a movie four times faster fast-forward.
"Isn't it very thoughtful, no need to thank you. Let's go. ”
In less than ten minutes, Sang Xia was pushed into the company car that the bald Chen had applied for.
The rookie in the workplace didn't expect that he had been arranged a long time ago.
I have no experience at all, and I didn't ask who the other party was, what his name was, what he should call, and so on.
In this way, more than an hour later, under the transportation of the driver's eldest brother, who was familiar with the road and had come many times at a glance, Sang Xia came to Jiuxi, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
It was late autumn, and the dew and mist in the mountain village were extremely heavy.
Follow the bluestone road, cross the creek and pass through the grove. The road is very recognizable, there are signs made of wooden signs, and following the road of the village, Sangxia soon found a pure white building that is a little different.
"*&%..."Sang Xia encountered the same problem as the little fox Ye Qixian, and the words on the door plaque were obviously very different from modern Chinese characters.
After reading it for a long time, I didn't understand anything.
Sang Xia looked up at the darkening sky, thinking quickly, otherwise some arrogant person who came home late would be angry again......
The white building, although it looks like it has traces of time, gives people a sense of detachment that is not clean.
The front yard is wide, and the back yard is against the stream, with a total of three floors. The front yard is planted with a circle of sparse bamboos against the fence, as if they were inserted into the dirt at will.
Large blocks of antiseptic wood in primary colors are staggered together to form a corridor, with a tempered glass ceiling and a pool at the bottom, in which a few koi fish swim leisurely.
Why can I see it so clearly, of course, not because the wall is low, but because Sangxia is wandering in the courtyard at this time.
The courtyard door was not closed, I just wanted to knock on the door, but I didn't expect the courtyard door to open with a gentle push.
There are a few totems carved on the inside of the wall, and I always feel that something is strange. I didn't care about pondering those, just a short road, and I walked to the end in a dozen steps.
Later, Sanxia discovers that the mysterious owner does not care about his privacy as much as he imagined.
Because, too, the door is open. But instead of pushing the door in, she politely knocked on it.
"Tuk tuk tuk..." just break into someone's yard, it's not good to go directly into the house, in case someone loses something, you can't tell.
There was no answer, again 'tuk tuk...'.
Still no answer, "Hello, is anyone home?".
What kind of person is this, his heart is too big!!Is the door open, and he can't even hear the knock on the door?
In Runlu, even if she is three floors away, as long as she coughs slightly, she can immediately recruit someone who cares too much.
Thinking of that guy who was always nervous, Sang Xia suddenly wanted to roll his eyes.
Oh, have you been infected by Sister Ademon? Sure enough, it's close to Zhu Zhechi...
"Hello, is anyone here?" said he knocked on the door with a loud voice, thinking of some mess.
"Hello, is anyone there?" cleared his throat "...... you"
"It's coming, it's coming. A gentle male voice rang out, coming from behind him.
Sang Xia turned around and saw two people walking into the courtyard gate.