Xin Huan walked into the door and was stunned.

It's over, she's really crossed.

But for a person like her who was born again, it's not too much to travel again. It's just that I didn't expect it, how did I travel back to ancient times this time?

Judging by the clothes of the people in front of you, huh? It turned out to be back in time to the Ming Dynasty.

I saw that in the courtyard courtyard, the red yarn man danced; One by one, the figures of the Ming Dynasty were in the night lights, and the brocade clothes were sparkling through the flowers.

There was even an old eunuch with white hair and a white face, when he saw her coming in, he raised his child's voice, flicked the white tail in his hand, and announced in a high voice: "There is a distinguished guest here."

In the delicate and complex hollow flower shadow of the Ming Dynasty architectural wood carving, the moonlight is like silver pouring down. Xin Huan was suddenly nervous, and subconsciously quickly turned his head to look at Heyu beside him.

saw that he only had red lips slightly hooked, as if he was not afraid at all.

Xin Huan took a breath and glared at him: "Lie to me, right?" ”

And Yu shrugged his shoulders and only smiled silently.

Xin Huan looked at the old eunuch again, and his heart jumped: "Eh, I seem to have seen you." ”

A young general in golden armor walked over from afar, and bared his teeth at Xin Huan: "Huanhuan, you are so funny, your own actors don't recognize it." ”

Xin Huan screamed: "Huang Song! ”

It's all because the light in the courtyard is too dim, and the antique red gauze palace lamp only adds embellishment to the night, and there is no illumination of modern electric lights at all, so she couldn't see everyone's face clearly when she first came in, and she couldn't see it clearly when she got closer!

She didn't recognize the old eunuch and it was understandable, because it was a group performance at all, and they were all temporarily found from the vertical store, she just looked familiar, but she might not dare to recognize it.

The costumer who wore a civilian uniform also came over and muttered complainingly: "These clothes, Sister Huan personally participated in the determination, why can't I recognize them now?" ”

Xin Huan had a fight with the costume designer at the beginning. She personally gave a set of clothes for the skirt, a dark green jacket with narrow shoulders and narrow sleeves, and a long dark red skirt...... The costumer called out as soon as he saw it, and said, "This is not going to work!" It's a hanbok! That's what those Shang Gong people in Dachangjin are wearing! Even if domestic TV dramas can't do Korean dramas, we can't copy Hanbok! ”

Xin Huan was so angry that he slapped the table on the spot: "Just you, are you still a costume artist?" Do you know that this is all from the Daming clothes, it's not that we copy the hanbok, but the hanbok is fundamentally evolved from our Daming clothes! ”

It wasn't until later that Xin Huan hugged two large bags of old embroidery pieces that she personally collected from all over the country, and even overseas Chinese, and stuffed them to the costume maker, asking him to restore the traditional beauty of Daming's clothes as much as possible, and the costume designer was really convinced.

Xin Huan looked around at the sparkling brocade clothes in front of her, and suddenly choked up a little - it turned out that she really did it and restored the real Daming clothes, so when she first entered the door, she deceived herself, not as a crew, but really thought she had crossed over!

She controlled her emotions, pointed to the entire courtyard, and asked Huang Song: "Could it be that our entire crew has been moved?" ”

Huang Song looked at He Yule and nodded: "Yes." ”

He Yu raised his finger and signaled not to leak the secret, and he quietly turned around and left, following the costume master quietly.

Xin Huan became more and more excited: "Then what are you trying to do here?" ”

Dong Lu, the director of publicity, also came gracefully in Jinyiwei's golden flying fish suit: "Sister Huan, our crew is holding a reception here tonight, handsome, right?" ”

"Open here?" Xin Huan's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he vaguely saw several familiar media reporters. What's even more dazzling is that those people are also wearing Daming clothes! What's even funnier is that some specially chose the clothes of the Ming Dynasty widows......

Xin Huan inhaled hard: "So tonight's idea is - drag party?" ”

Dong Lu gave a thumbs up: "Sister Huan is mighty!" ”

"How did you come up with this idea?" Xin Huan's heart was hot. chose the original site of the syndicate to hold the drag press conference of "Beauty Picture...... This idea is also too good!

Dong Lu smiled: "At the exhibition, although we designed the booth to look like an ancient building, the audience only watched from a distance and had no chance to integrate into it - so we wanted to simply make the booth three-dimensional, pull the audience into the plot, let them all become characters in the play, and let them wear the costumes in the play." ”

Then they naturally wonder, who is this character? What is the plot? What is the fate of the characters? …… In this way, they themselves have become a part of our play, can they not empathize with it, and can they not work hard to promote for us? ”

Xin Huan couldn't help it, jumped over and hugged Dong Lu's neck: "Oh, mom, Lao Dong, you're too good!" ”

Dong Lu, a man who was "born arrogant and not a good person", was also full of crimson at this moment, and explained softly: "This is not my creativity...... Although, I also hope that it is my creativity. ”

Xin Huan's heart skipped a beat—at this moment, how could she not guess whose idea it was?

Everyone in front of them suddenly fell silent, and they raised their eyes to look behind Xin Huan with a unified smile.

Xin Huan was suddenly so nervous.

It was as if he could have a premonition of what had happened, but he was not sure that it had actually happened. The heart seems to be fried repeatedly in longing and conjecture, but it does not dare to look back easily.

He called her softly.

She stretched out her hand to hold her heart, and quietly looked back-

The lights are dim, and the silver moon comes through the hollow flower window. The red gauze was scarlet, the brocade clothes were sparkling, and only the person stood with a smile.