Chapter Forty-Seven: The Beginning of Talent
After a month, I received 3,000 yuan, and it cost almost 1,000 yuan to refuel. Intoxicated and a little depressed.
The money is spent, the strength is out, but people don't want to see you.
She dragged her tired body into the room.
Aunt Lan thought she was uncomfortable. Intoxicated shook his head and said he wanted to write Braille.
When I am happy or unhappy, all I think about is writing calligraphy.
After lying on the table for a while, she took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.
"Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward"
"The wind blows the sky and the waves at the head, just smile and don't worry."
“......”
The mood of anxiety and depression flowed out with the pen and ink, and her mood gradually calmed down a lot.
Her life is a gift from God, in addition to the blue sky and white clouds, mountains and rivers, and all kinds of things that she has never experienced before - the hustle and bustle of the city, the bustling streets, the fast means of travel, and the Internet that connects the whole world.
Why bother with these meaningless things, just live bravely. Intoxicated, he stopped writing and took a deep breath.
The next day, she went to the office of the Season Patrol. After coming back, Chen Dong, the leader of the group, told her that she could follow him this week and assist in the finalization of the costumes of a crew.
The other team members didn't pay attention, and they were still habitually intoxicated, especially Song Xiaoli.
"Intoxicated, you can help me take these drawings upstairs and make a copy." Song Xiaoli began to call her again.
"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaoli, I'm busy, you can go upstairs and make copies yourself." Revel in a reply without raising his head.
The intoxication that had always been obedient suddenly disobeyed.
Xiaoli was a little breathless in her heart, plus she was the eldest in the group, and she was intoxicated and refused, so she couldn't get off the stage.
He said sharply: "You go up first to help me make copies, and then you will be busy when you come back." ”
"Sister Xiaoli, I'm not your errand, I'm here to work. I also don't want to be a woman who only looks but doesn't have skills. After speaking, he glanced at Song Xiaoli with intoxication.
Song Xiaoli said in her heart: "Why is this so familiar? "Did she hear it yesterday?
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little weak. He cleared his throat and gave himself a step: "Forget it if you're busy, I'll go by myself." ”
Ji Xun's studio is divided into several groups, and the group where Revel is located is dedicated to helping some crews make costumes.
Now she is assigned to check the renderings of the costumes. Finally, the drawings are sorted and classified.
Intoxicated, I found out that after a TV series, the actors had to change so many clothes.
After a month, I was intoxicated and slowly got started, and the simple classification work was done very quickly.
Chen Dong also felt that this intoxication was actually very smart, and he could understand it at all, and he barely missed any of the pictures.
A sample of the clothes of the protagonist of a fashion drama has come out, and Chen Dong gave Intoxication an address and asked her to help send it over. Intoxicated, it is the film and television base of the new city.
There are many crews in the film and television base, and she finally entered a building with intoxication, she asked a staff member, and the staff told her that she was on the 4th floor, and the clothes of several crew members were sent upstairs.
The building has only 5 floors and no elevator. Intoxicated, I finally climbed to the fourth floor.
Seeing that a door was open, he walked in and walked in, but saw no one. There are rows of costume costumes hanging inside.
Intoxicated flipped through it and found that it was not bad.
"Who are you? How did you break into us casually? Suddenly, a male voice in his back startled the intoxication.
Intoxicated, she turned her head and saw a man glaring at her with a serious expression.
"I'm sorry, I'm here to deliver sample clothes." Intoxicated and bowed his head.
"What's wrong?" Another woman came out of it, with a bright and gorgeous appearance, wearing a Qing Dynasty-style dress.
After looking at it intoxicated, the woman continued to turn her head to look at the man: "I like this dress." This is what Female No. 1 looks like. ”
Intoxicated took a closer look at the clothes on the woman's body, the cuffs were flat and large, long enough to cover the feet, and there were silk embroidered dragons on them, which was the clothing of Manchu aristocratic women in the Qing Dynasty.
However, the collar of this dress is a little high, and it is almost flush with the back.
"The costume of this Manchu aristocratic woman should be a little low collar, and then gradually higher." Intoxicated couldn't help but say.
The man standing there seemed to be a little surprised when he heard the words of intoxication, a girl who had come to deliver clothes, could actually find such details.
I just wanted to ask which studio Intoxication belonged to, but I found that Intoxication had already turned around and left.
During her time in the studio, she felt very fulfilled in her intoxication, but she found that many of the costume costumes, especially the Qing Dynasty she was familiar with, were still a little different from the costumes of the time.
It seems that it has been improved and reworked with modern aesthetics.
No wonder she drew a few sets of costumes on the Internet before, but the sales were not very good.
In addition to maintaining the main style and characteristics of the time, this costume should also integrate the characteristics of the times, so that more people will like it.
After returning home, she took out the drawings she had drawn before, and revised them while pondering, and was busy until midnight, and she planned to take them to Chen Dong the next day.
Since the intoxication showed its attitude, the group was no longer intoxicated.
It's just that Song Xiaoli said intoxicated bad things as soon as she got the opportunity.
"Why do you say that the current interns are so high-minded, and they don't want to ask for help to do some work, thinking that when we just graduated, we all did whatever our seniors told us to do, and besides, a student from a third-rate school just came out and wanted to engage in design?"
As soon as I got to work in the morning, I was intoxicated and heard Song Xiaoli's voice.
She knew that Song Xiaoli was a little dissatisfied with herself because she had directly rejected her the day before.
She didn't bother to argue with her, pretended not to hear, and sat down in her seat.
After coming over for a while, two people came in, and they said in a hurry that they were looking for Chen Dong.
Although Chen Dong's seat was in the cubicle inside, the sound inside was clearly heard outside.
"Designer Chen, you have to save the emergency, I have problems with these design drawings now, so there are also problems with the prototype now."
"I can't help it, I'm taking over another crew now, and I can't keep busy at all."
"You have so many designers here, you can borrow one."
"Other fashion dramas are okay, but costume dramas, they can't take it alone...."
After a while, two people came out of it with their faces drooping, muttering as they walked: "There are so many designers here, can't there be any one?" “
One of them stopped when he walked to the intoxicated table, picked up the sketch on the table, and shouted to a man in front of him, "Viagra, look..."
The man in front turned his head, glanced at the picture in the man's hand, and returned it, a little excited: "This, who drew this?" ”
Intoxicated whispered: "This is my sketch." ”
"That's it, that's it......" The man in front of him said incoherently with pleasure.
Chen Dong didn't know what the situation was and walked out.
"Designer Chen, you have Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon here, and you still say that there are no designers, isn't that it? The Qing Dynasty drama we are filming now is such a costume. ”
Chen Dong looked at the intoxicated design drawing, which is indeed very good, accurately reflecting the style characteristics of the Qing Dynasty, and the style of the clothes is not old-fashioned, very good-looking.
"You drew this?" Chen Dong asked intoxicated.
Intoxicated nodded: "These are what I drew before, and I have recently revised them." ”
The two people next to him struck while the iron was hot: "Designer Chen, look, you obviously have a designer here, you have to help me." ”
Chen Dong planned to discuss with Ji Xun first.