Chu Xianning's eyes widened slightly, the costume engineer of the crew?

Huo Chenglang was also slightly stunned, and looked at the photographer suspiciously, "Which crew are you talking about?" ”

"Datang!" The photographer puffed out his chest proudly, and being able to enter this crew is enough to show his strength.

A bright light rose in Chu Xian's eyes, the news that "Datang" was going to start filming recently was overwhelming, of course she knew the news, and she also knew what kind of glory it would represent if she could join this crew as a costume designer!

"Datang" is known as the most historical TV series sponsored by the national station, which is divided into 40 episodes, and I heard that each episode has gathered the efforts of countless screenwriters, and it is the most popular TV this year.

"Can I go?" Chu Xianning asked with some suspicion.

It's not that she doesn't have self-confidence, but the requirements of "Datang" are too high, I heard that there are countless experts and scholars in it, she is just a small designer, how can she have this qualification?

The photographer chuckled and scratched his head embarrassedly, "It seems that I didn't make it clear, recently the costume designer in the crew resigned, and now the director is worried about where to find an experienced costume designer, and many people are getting the news to apply, Miss Chu can also try it." ”

Hearing him say this, Chu Xianning relieved her heart a lot.

"Okay, I'll definitely go, thank you for the recommendation." Chu Xianning smiled slightly, and her smile was full of ambition.

She's either not going to compete, or she's going to get the position!

The photographer also smiled, "If you do, I'll be a beneficiary too." ”

The benefits of a knowledgeable fashion designer for photography are self-evident.

In the following period of time, Chu Xianning put almost all of her energy on this matter.

In her office, bedroom, and even living room, there are piles of books about the Tang Dynasty, including the official history and the wild history.

Huo Chenglang looked at the sea of books that were taller than himself, and then looked at Chu Xianning, who had already boiled his eyes black, and said helplessly: "Is it worth it?" ”

You know, there must be a lot of people who are running for the fashion designer of "Datang" this time, if you can't run for the election, isn't it a bamboo basket for nothing?

"It's worth it!" Chu Xianning replied sonorously.

As long as there is room for effort, she will never give up.

Huo Chenglang's face was full of resentment, his wife had been immersed in the world of clothing for several days, and he hadn't paid attention to himself for a long time, he always felt that he had lost a mess compared to books.

His tone softened, "You haven't paid attention to your husband for a long time. ”

Huo Chenglang's eyes are playful, although the crew of "Datang" is big enough, the Huo Group is not a vegetarian, if he can, he can help a little "little favor" in it.

With a slightly complaining tone, Chu Xianning finally came back to her senses, she looked up in shock, and saw a man like a complaining husband, and the corners of her lips couldn't help twitching.

"Well, I'll wait until I'm done running in a few days." As soon as Chu Xianning finished speaking, he lowered his head again.

Huo Chenglang looked at her serious appearance, knowing that if he proposed to go through the back door, he would definitely be beaten out, so he had to helplessly take out a cup of white fungus longan soup from the kitchen, which was specially ordered to be made by the nanny to replenish his body.

Time flies, and soon it will be the day when "Datang" chooses costumes.

Chu Xianning finished reading all the relevant books in a short time, skillfully selected the key points, and finally stayed up late last night to draw the design works, and in the morning, she specially put on a heavy makeup to cover up her huge dark circles, and finally came out to meet people.

"Pap, pap", a middle-aged Mediterranean man walked in.

Wearing a pair of large glasses, his eyes glazed over, and his face full of tiredness, he sat down in the middle of the conference room.

He circled the number of people present, and when he found that there were twenty or thirty people, he yawned again, "Hello, I am the assistant director of "Datang", and I am responsible for the selection of costume designers this time." ”

As he spoke, a yawn was involuntarily struck.

Hu Baohui couldn't help but be secretly annoyed, almost everyone in the crew was driven crazy by the director in the past few days-

The script of "Datang" was written by many experts who specialize in the history of the Tang Dynasty, but after the director read it, he insisted on pointing out that there was something wrong in it, and forced everyone to read and revise it together, but there was no good result for a few days, and it also caused him to not sleep very well in the past few days.

"Now present your work, and I'll take a look." Hu Baohui squinted his eyes and said.

The people below didn't say much, took out the design drawings of their treasures, stepped forward one by one and put them in front of Hu Baohui, if they knew each other, they would smile and say hello.

Chu Xianning followed everyone, handed in the drawings, and randomly chose a seat to sit down, quietly waiting for the results.

"Why aren't you nervous at all?" The woman sitting next to her looked at Chu Xian's calm appearance and spoke puzzledly.

She had long noticed this person, the youngest female designer in the audience besides her.

Chu Xianning smiled at her, "The drawings have been handed in, so it's useless to be nervous." ”

"I see," the woman pursed her lips, "that designer recommended you?" How do you look like you've just learned design? ”

The woman's eyes were scrutinized, both as if tempting as if they were contemptuous.

Chu Xianning shook her head and smiled silently, she was not recommended by a big designer, but by a photographer.

Looking at her mysterious appearance, a trace of displeasure flashed in the depths of the female designer's eyes, and she was interrupted when she was about to speak.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." The voice is clear, and she is an extremely young girl.

When she walked in, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It's not because of how beautiful the girl looks, but because she is wearing a set of skirts, sky blue tunics, white lining, extremely simple, but separating her from the others, as if she is from another world.

The crooked woman who was chattering beside Chu Xianning just now suddenly sighed, "It's over, it's another escort." ”

"This guy is amazing?" Chu Xian stared at him suspiciously, "You haven't even seen her design, it's not right to lose confidence so quickly?" ”

The woman's tone was self-deprecating, "Although I haven't seen the work, as long as you know who her teacher is, you will be as unconfident as me!" ”

"Who?" Chu Xianning's brows furrowed slightly, he really didn't understand.

Although she knew a lot of things from the memories of her original body, there were also many details that she didn't know.

"Zhou Yun!"