Mu Shuyao didn't want to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it.

The contract on Lin Xiangyi's crew has just been signed, and she and Chang Ruoru have to design the costumes as soon as possible, and let the garment factory hurry up the time to make it after the draft is finalized.

So, after she hung up the phone, although she was apprehensive, she still followed her own will and returned to the study to continue the work at hand.

This morning, she had a surge of inspiration and drew a rough prototype of what she thought was the most difficult piece of clothing.

It was a regular dress for the male protagonist in the heyday of power, because the male protagonist had several ups and downs in the play, so his clothes also changed a lot.

When Mu Shuyao first saw the male protagonist's character profile, he always felt that he couldn't grasp that feeling.

In the morning, she saw Ning Hongjie take off his nightgown in the bedroom, revealing a sturdy and beautiful almost perfect fruit, and his brain was like a firework, showing Ning Hongjie wearing various costumes of the male protagonist in the play.

As a result, she almost flashed Ning Hongjie's head and figure in her mind all morning, dangling in front of her in the costume of the male protagonist.

At this time, her mind began to shake again, Ning Hongjie was wearing ancient costumes, and the pen in her hand rustled on the drawing board, adding details little by little to the prototype drawing in the morning.

When she drew the belt, she couldn't decide what color belt to use for a while, so she picked up the information and prepared to see the male protagonist's personality traits and official position.

The information is accompanied by a close-up and full-body photos of the male protagonist, Mu Shuyao swept over the photos, and felt a little familiar, she only thought that she might know the actor, but when she looked at the name, she was not impressed at all.

But for some reason, this person's eyebrows, eyes and body shape always made her feel a little familiar.

She looked at it a few more times, and then it dawned on her.

No wonder she was inspired today, it turned out that this actor, whether it was facial features or body shape, was a little similar to Ning Hongjie.

If you have facial features, you may have one or two points, at first glance it looks a little bit like it, but the more you look closely, the more you look at it, the less it looks like that.

But the body shape, especially the back, has a ninety percent similarity rate.

After figuring out the source of his inspiration, Mu Shuyao suddenly remembered one more thing.

She had the mentality of giving it a try, or saying that she was indiscriminately filling up the numbers and getting by, so she made a phone call and asked Fang Xiwen to bring her something from the studio.

Fang Xiwen sent over the things she wanted and the bunch of ingredients she listed separately at four o'clock, Mu Shuyao took the things she sent to the bedroom and put them on the bed, and then sent a message to Ning Hongjie.

"Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Ning Hongjie replied after a few minutes, "If you add noodles and omelettes, you won't return!" ”

Mu Shuyao directly spread the ingredients on the cooking table, and Lin Lin took three or four photos and sent them over.

This time, Ning Hongjie returned quickly.

"There must be eight dishes and one soup!"

Mu Shuyao made an OK gesture, then tied his apron, rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare dinner.

The most gossip headline, for Mu Shuyao, was not so much a whip as Mu Liying, but a wake-up call in her heart.

It turns out that she is not strong enough, and she is not yet capable enough to protect herself, let alone her mother.

At six o'clock, Mu Shuyao was frying the last dish, when she heard the sound outside, she leaned out of the kitchen and said to Ning Hongjie, who was changing shoes in the hallway, "Mr. Ning, the gift is on the bed, do you like it or not?" ”