Chapter Eighty-Three: The Hurt and the Damaged
After Xiao Zi settled in the room, he finally had a chance to take a good look at the old mansion. In the corridor, there are several works taken by Du Qiao, in order to match the style here, the photos are deliberately processed into the style of old photos, and there are also group photos of Du Qiao and Yu Fangxin wearing Republic of China costumes, the photos and the house really complement each other.
She walked out onto the balcony, where Doucio was basking in the sun, drinking coffee, and beckoning her to sit down. In front of the balcony is a park, and the line of sight is very open, "I heard Fang Xin tell your story, it's unbelievable." Du Qiao took a sip of coffee and looked at Xiao Zi, "I didn't expect this house to have a deep relationship with you, it's too coincidental." Can you tell me about the Republic of China in your dream? Du Qiao was digging up the architecture and customs related to the Republic of China, and she wanted to shoot a feature. Xiao Zi tried his best to recall it and talked to her about some scenes she dreamed of. Ducho brought a pen and paper and wrote it down as he discussed it with her.
"I heard that you are also from a design background, I have a reluctant request, I don't know if it will work." Du Qiao found that he could talk to her very well, so he had some fresh ideas.
"Sister Qiao, please speak."
"If you have time, can you draw some scenes from your dreams, I want to arrange the old house according to these scenes and then on the soft decoration, this depends on your professional opinion."
"No problem."
"And." Du Qiao looked Xiao Zi up and down again, "Your figure is very suitable for wearing a cheongsam, and you are also a beauty embryo." I want to publish a photo album for this house, so that future generations can remember its story in a few years. Therefore, I want you to be the heroine of the current album, let you go back to the past and restore the appearance of Shen Zhiqing at that time. May I? ”
"This." Xiao Zi hesitated a little, "I'm afraid I may not be able to find her taste." ”
Du Qiao stood up, pulled her up, and looked at her with a smile, "You can rest assured, after I dress up carefully, I will definitely be able to stay true to ten." ”
The next day, Du Qiao sent Xiao Zi a few cheongsams, "This cheongsam is too late to do, you can wear mine first, try it and see if it works." Xiao Zi changed into a striped cheongsam first, and when he came out of the room, Du Qiao nodded with satisfaction, "I didn't expect it to fit, you look so good in it." She pulled her around twice in front of her eyes and was very satisfied. She took her into her room, "This is my assistant Xiao Yuan, who knows how to put on makeup and lighting." Let her put on your makeup. Xiao Yuan asked Xiao Zi to sit down in front of the makeup mirror, gave her a makeup plate, and waited for Xiao Zi to walk out of the room after an hour. Yu Fangxin and Du Qiao were both surprised, "It's so feeling, I dare to say that Shen Zhiqing looked like this back then." ”
"It would be more perfect if the actor was here." Du Qiao sighed. "After a while, let them make up for it, and the wedding photos are taken here." Yu Fangxin and Du Qiao looked at each other and smiled.
Xiao Zi followed Du Qiao's instructions, chose a scene in the house, and first posed for a test shot. Du Qiao pressed the shutter and looked back, "Not bad." "Du Qiao took many photos indoors, and he was very satisfied with each one. She asked Xiao Zi to lean against the windowsill, and with the oblique light from the windowsill, Xiao Zi looked into the distance casually, and was captured by her camera, "This one is so good." "This
The photo has the texture of an old movie, and even Du Qiao thinks it is the most satisfying one in this house. Several people were busy for several hours, walking from the interior to the balcony, and photographing almost every corner of the house. After dinner, they re-photographed the interior scene for the evening, and under the warm yellow light, the color in the photo was thick and more like an oil painting. They were busy until about 9 p.m., when they called it a day. "After the album comes out, I will calculate the copyright fee to you." Du Qiao pinched his neck, as if he had finally completed a big task.
"No, Sister Qiao, you take care of me. I should help you. ”
"We have rules in the industry, don't be polite to me. If you are polite to me again, Xiao Wang and I are anxious. Ha ha. She took the equipment and smiled at Xiao Zi.
Xiao Zi went back to the house to load and unload, and after a busy day, she didn't have time to look at her mobile phone. She found that Xiaoli sent her more than 20 WeChat messages, saying that the fandom is now fermenting more and more, and she doesn't know how fans found her Weibo, and found that she had followed Wang Yibu, saying that she was a "green tea" lurking among fans, and there were all kinds of ugly words. Xiaoli asked her not to read Weibo recently, and not to watch entertainment news. Xiao Zi couldn't help but click on Weibo, this Weibo was almost stuck, and there were tens of thousands of private messages and Weibo mentioning her, most of them were relatively friendly, many were unfriendly, and they could even be said to be cursing her.
Someone dug up her Weibo when she was in school, sent a photo of her at that time, scribbled on the photo, and cursed her whole family; Someone @ her company, let the company fire this person quickly; Some people even claimed to be her classmates and smeared her with various so-called black histories, saying that she was inconsistent and false. All kinds of vicious language came to her face, and she didn't know anyone who said the so-called black history. She felt as if she had become an enemy of the world overnight, and those who did not know her harbored deep malice towards her.
"What the hell did I do wrong?" She kept asking herself, live to be 29 years old, study and go to university, go to work on time, work hard, abide by the law, and not drag down the society and family, why did she suddenly offend everyone for no reason, just because it was rumored that she and Wang Yibu were in love. But is there anything wrong with this relationship, she didn't get involved in other people's relationships, and she didn't steal or rob, there is a law that says she can't fall in love with public figures.
"Don't post on Weibo recently, don't respond to all kinds of messages, I'm here." She saw Wang Yibu send a WeChat message, and he was still standing behind her. She knew that his life would not be much better than hers, and it was him who stood on the cusp. I'm too tired to watch today, after being bombarded with so many messages on Weibo, she feels more and more sleepy, and she doesn't know when she will go to sleep. It seemed that someone called her half-asleep and half-awake, "Zhiqing, Zhiqing." She slowly opened her eyes and saw a man in a military uniform, who looked the same as Wang Yibu, a little more heroic, and he smiled at herself, "You're awake." He reached out and pulled her out of bed, and carried her out of the room and down the stairs. In the dining room downstairs, the nanny was playing with a little boy, and when the boy saw her, he rushed over and shouted, "Mommy, Mommy." She froze,
The man went over and kindly stroked the child's head, "Go play, mom is tired." ”
"Could it be that he is Lu Ting." Xiao Zi thought secretly, she looked around, the layout and style of this house were similar to what she saw now, but the furnishings, wallpaper, and furniture were different, and she followed Lu Ting into a room. Lu Ting asked her to close her eyes, "Today is your birthday, and I will give you a gift." Xiao Zi closed her eyes, and when he asked her to open them, she saw an oil painting in front of her, in which she stood on the windowsill, the rays of sunlight shone into the window, and the light and shadow floated on her face, like a layer of tulle, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with a faint smile, gentle and charming, and a cinnabar mole under her lips was also in the painting.
"You drew this?" She was amazed and delighted. Lu Ting's eyes were full of tenderness, and he nodded, "I painted it, and it took me more than a month." "There is no gift that can surprise her like this, if it is not for the day and night engraved in her heart, how can she draw so vividly," no wonder you have been hiding in the study. ”
"I can't draw, I have to take my time. Still satisfied? He put his arms around her from behind.
"I love it. You even remember where my mole is. She looked back at him. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Your appearance has always been engraved in my heart, your eyes, your moles under your lips, etc., I will never forget." ”
"Where do we hang the paintings?"
"Just put it in the study, and I can face you when I work."
Xiao Zi leaned against his chest, steady warmth, and the temperature and smell of his body intoxicated her. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on the bed, without Lu Ting, and everything was back to its modern state. "The painting? How come I don't remember? She tried her best to recall, she didn't have any impression of this painting, last night was the first time she dreamed of it, she tried to remember, trying to remember where the painting was, but after thinking about it for a long time, there was no impression. At this time, the phone rang, she picked up the phone and it was an unfamiliar number, and the voice on the other end of the phone she heard was her ex-boyfriend's, and he spoke to her in an almost pleading voice, "Xiao Zi, I was implicated by you." My Weibo was besieged by many people and scolded me desperately, anyway, this is too ugly. Say that I have something unpleasant to do with you, I know, I'm sorry for you, but you can't retaliate against me like this, my wife saw the news and was messing with me. Please, please clarify it quickly. ”
"I see. I'll go see what's going on. She replied lightly and hung up the phone.
She didn't expect things to get worse to this point, she opened Weibo and was startled, some fanatical fans dug up her ex-boyfriend's Weibo, posted the two of them on Weibo, and used a pair of "dog men and women" titles, and then @ Wang Yibu, said all kinds of indescribable things. She had never posted intimate photos in the circle of friends and Weibo at that time, but fans found some nude photos on the bed and put their avatars on P, all kinds of unsightly photos. The predecessor was forced to be unbearable, and came out to clarify, but instead he was besieged even more, and all kinds of insulting and insulting words were split and gone, of course, when he scolded, he was accompanied by Xiao Zi
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She looked at her mobile phone and trembled a little with anger, these are obviously fake, how can the perpetrator be so unscrupulous insults and personal attacks, and she can only hide in a friend's house, not daring to speak out. What kind of world is this? She was furious, and she called Xiaoli to ask her to find a lawyer. "Calm down, Xiao Zi. I've consulted a lawyer, but it's just hard to find evidence. And the cost of rights protection is too high, if you want to sue the other party, the other party will cry with you, make trouble and hang yourself. Also, I'm talking to me in my unit now, I have to tell you, I'll take you down first. Under pressure from the unit, I had to make a statement first. But that's not what I intended, you believe me. But I have to live, and this can only be done expediently. Xiaoli was also cautiously comforting her on the other end of the phone, and her tone was almost pleading. Hearing that Xiaoli had been having such a hard time these days, she softened her heart and was deflated. What else, she is not a public figure, but she also has to endure all kinds of scolding, she can only temporarily let herself be like an ostrich, hide herself first, out of sight.
She doesn't pay attention to the Internet, but the Internet doesn't mean it will stop. For a few days, her good friends, even people who didn't usually have much contact, sent messages one by one, some greeted her a few words, and some informed her directly, temporarily blocking her. Colleagues from the company called and said that some customers also called the company, questioning whether their designers had a problem with their conduct, and some asked if they were secretly taking kickbacks. When she saw these news, she could only sneer a few times, and all kinds of statements about dissociating herself from her came out one after another, and some people who were just related to her also came to make statements to rub the heat. She didn't do anything, as if overnight, she was the enemy of the whole world.
(End of chapter)