Chapter 14: When Life Slows Down
Cupid Villa, ground floor hall.
The big screen was playing a sitcom, and Jiang Yang and a few others watched TV to pass the time.
Without the loss of the mobile phone, the television returned to the status of childhood.
"Trapped grandma," Yin Yu, a financial migrant worker, yawned again and again, looking around, only the camera was flashing, and the other field affairs were chatting far away: "It won't be 11 o'clock today, right?" β
"No," Jiang Yang didn't know how many times he watched "Wulin Gaiden", and he could always enter the plot quickly: "There will be a little more shooting content on the first day." β
"Thank God," Yin Yu pushed Tao Shumin next to him: "Shumin, let's go back to sleep!" β
"What about poetry?" Tao Shumin asked.
"She finished exercising and sweating, and went back to her room to take a shower to make up for sleep," Yin Yu said sympathetically: "She has to touch up her makeup again after she wakes up, which is quite a toss." β
"That-" Jiang Yang looked at Fang Xiaopeng and asked, "Let's go to the procurement link in a while, shall the four of us go?" Give the two of them a break. β
Fang Xiaopeng lay on the sofa, snorted, and agreed.
"Yes," Yin Yu hugged Tao Shumin's arm: "Then I'll go to your room and squint for a while, so I'm not afraid of waking up Shishi." β
Tao Shumin is naturally happy, she lives alone, and feels that there is a gap with the two girls, and this purchase can just bring the relationship closer.
"Mr. Fang, you-" Jiang Yang was about to invite Fang Xiaopeng upstairs, but heard him lying on the dining table and snoring slightly.
After he went to the resident director to report, he retrieved his mobile phone, returned to the room alone, set the alarm clock, and found that Zhao Shengnan left a message saying that he should call back, and Jiang Yang was lying on the bed and calling.
"Sister Zhao?" Jiang Yangqiang was in good spirits, and he couldn't open his eyelids.
"Tired?" Zhao Shengnan's voice was laughing.
"Well," Jiang Yang closed the curtains: "I got up at six in the morning." β
Zhao Shengnan: "The variety show you shoot is a reality show, and it's not good for me to arrange an assistant for you." Otherwise, press the massage and beat the back, which can dissipate fatigue. β
"Uh-"
Massage? Assistant?
It sounds like a distant thing.
Jiang Yang's mind is not clear, is that what we can enjoy?
"Then I'll make a long story short," Zhao Shengnan went straight to the point: "I negotiated a business for you, the implantation of the French Lecaque." β
"Lekak?" Jiang Yang remembered the brand: "Oh, is it the costume of the big rooster logo? β
He bought it a few times during his college years, and it was considered expensive for students, with single items ranging from three hundred to five hundred.
"Yes, it is commonly known as the French big rooster," Zhao Shengnan never missed anything: "I said hello to the director." For every future episode of the show, your clothes and shoes, they are all covered. β
"Is there any money to be made?" Jiang Yang's only concern is this.
The world is big, but the mortgage is the largest.
"At present, it is 33,000 per installment," Zhao Shengnan obviously understood Jiang Yang's pain points: "Your sister Zhao knows your situation and wants to repay the mortgage." I tried my best to talk about the highest. β
"Mmmm, I understand you," Jiang Yang trusted Zhao Shengnan 100%.
The implantation endorsement fee of more than 30,000 yuan is a huge amount of money after it is in hand.
Zhao Shengnan said again: "Yesterday, the people from their public relations department observed the scene and were very satisfied with you. The contract was drafted in a hurry last night. β
"Oh, someone came to inspect it yesterday?" Jiang Yang was surprised.
But think about it, yesterday's shooting site, there were a lot of people in Hulala, maybe there were other brand PR personnel in ambush.
Zhao Shengnan: "Yes, I want to wait for the dust to settle before I notify you, otherwise Bai Huan will be overjoyed, too sad." β
"Thank you, Sister Zhao," Jiang Yang yawned again.
"Okay, then you rest," Zhao Shengnan finished speaking, and hung up the phone decisively without waiting for Jiang Yang's politeness.
Throwing away the mobile phone, Jiang Yang hugged the quilt and fell asleep in seconds.
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Knock knock - knock knock -
The knock on the door woke Jiang Yang.
Squinting and glancing at my phone, it was nine fifty-seven.
Slept for forty minutes, and it was ok.
Jiang Yang jumped up from the bed, rubbed his eyes and opened the door.
Outside the door is Zhou Zhou and his little apprentices and sisters.
The little sister was holding a big paper bag, bulging.
"Brother Zhouzhou? Do you want to touch up your makeup? Jiang Yang didn't understand the reason why the other party was here.
Zhou Zhou looked at his face, shook his head and said, "No, the ugly one has to worry about that all the time, you are very good." Deputy Director Xiaobei asked me to help you match your clothes and send them over. β
"Oh, okay, it's trouble," Jiang Yang took the paper bag from his little sister's hand and glanced at it, and it was really all Lekak's clothes.
Zhou Zhou: "I'm in charge of the boys' makeup. You are a youthful casual style, Zhou Xingxi is sporty, and Fang is always business casual. Don't change your clothes without permission. β
"It's strict, don't worry, I'm too lazy to change," Jiang Yang said with a smile.
He was holding the paper bag, and when he saw that the two of them were not moving, he was a little puzzled.
You don't want to watch me change clothes, do you?
"Hurry up and change your clothes, what are you doing in a daze," Zhou Zhou was puzzled.
Jiang Yang was helpless.
The little sister conspired loudly: "Master, he is shy. β
"I didn't," Jiang Yang subconsciously replied.
"Then you kind of change here, don't go to the bathroom," the little sister crossed her waist.
Tsk, Jiang Yang was speechless: Are all the young people so brave now?
"You're awesome, I'm cowardly," Jiang Yang went into the bathroom to change clothes.
Pink hoodie with plain white trousers and linen gray sneakers.
"Pink lady," Jiang Yang protested a little after coming out of the bathroom, although he knew that there was no use for birds.
Zhou Zhou immediately vetoed: "You look too fierce, I specially picked pink to reconcile your personal temperament." And you have white skin, and the face of a young man is firm, which best reflects your age. If an old man wore pink, it would be a disaster. Wear these colors while you're young. β
"Okay," Jiang Yang teary-eyed, blaming me for being fierce.
"I'm in charge of cooking, and I'm sure I'll shoot a lot of shots, pure white pantsβ" Jiang Yang asked unrelentingly.
Zhou Zhou didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said directly: "It's okay, they gave ten sets of clothes for each model." β
"Local tyrant," Jiang Yang was completely speechless.
Is this the benefit of male stars? At least I'm not afraid of running out of clothes to wear, it's good!
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Cupid Villa, ground floor hall.
"You go with the flow, and discuss going shopping as friends." In the headset is the familiar assistant director of Xiaobei.
"Love Record" focuses on the exquisite slow-paced seaside life, and if you design too much plot, it will look unnatural.
As the saying goes, a comfortable life is the best screenwriter.
Anyway, there is a week's worth of footage to cut.
Deputy Director Xiaobei is not in a hurry.
The creative concept of the program group is faintly consistent with the thoughts of Lao Zhuang Taoism.
Hearing Xiaobei's command, Jiang Yang thought that he was getting paid, so he actively provoked the conversation: "What do you want to eat at noon?" β
"I want to eat meat," Yin Yu, a financial migrant worker, replied with a smile and raised his hand, never letting the field cool down.
"What do you have to be afraid of?" Jiang Yang asked again.
"I don't eat too spicy food," Tao Shumin said apologetically.
Fang Xiaopeng added: "I don't eat coriander." β
Yin Yu said: "I eat everything, hehe." β
"I like you like this," Jiang Yang thought it was okay, there was nothing too strange to ask.
He used to have a classmate who didn't eat onions, ginger, garlic and peppercorns, which was really difficult.
"Then it's okay to be idle, let's go buy some local seasonal vegetables together?" Jiang Yang proposed.
"You can make a sightseeing car around the island," Fang Xiaopeng stood up and said, "I see that there is a farmer's market two kilometers away." β
"Let's go!"
The four of them had already been mentally prepared and went out of the gate before and after.
In early spring, the climate of Tianya Island is pleasant.
Walk along the garden path in front of Cupid's Villa to the island road.
The sky is blue and cloudless.
"It's so happy to live here," Tao Shumin was actually the first person to speak, obviously captured by the scenery of Tianya Island, and forgot his restraints.
Yin Yu empathizes: "This is called life, life is not just work. β
She remembered the gloomy days when she was in the hospital some time ago.
People's physical health comes first, and if you lose the former, no matter how much you save in your career and bank, it will be cheaper for others.
Fang Xiaopeng: "I've been to Tianya Island many times, but this time, it's like a new attraction, and everything is brand new. β
"Why?" Yin Yu was draped in a silk scarf that shaded the sun, and the wind blew the tail of the silk scarf.
Fang Xiaopeng showed an unprecedentedly serious look: "Maybe it's because this is a pure trip, and the travel companions are all you young people." A group of middle-aged men traveled, and the atmosphere was different from that of young people. β
The first few times he came, either with a business partner or with his girlfriend, the trip was just a side giveaway.
This time I was with young people, listening to them complain about life and discuss life, and I felt like I was reborn.
"It's just too early," Fang Xiaopeng thought.
"Uncle, uncle!"
Suddenly, Jiang Yang shouted, waving his arms.
Tao Shumin and the others looked over and saw a mule cart coming on the side of the road.
The old man wears a straw hat and a big pipe, and he should be a native islander.
"The sun is very shining, I don't know how long I will wait for the sightseeing car, it is better to take a mule car together, anyway, it is only two or three kilometers." Jiang Yang gave an explanation.
He should go over and negotiate with the old man first.
The old man who drove the car saw that Jiang Yang was followed by the big brother photographer, and knew that another TV station had come to Tianya Island to shoot a show, so he was not surprised and happily agreed to Jiang Yang's request.
"Come on," Jiang Yang said and greeted the three of them.
Tao Shumin and Yin Yu walked up to them arm in arm, and saw that the mule cart was empty, and the carriage was full of weed roots.
There was a tablecloth laid out for the fieldwork, and the two girls sat down nervously.
The mule was tall and lively, and they were afraid that the mule cart would lose control and there would be a scene of the costume drama people turning over on their backs.
But seeing that Jiang Yang and Fang Xiaopeng were as calm as a mountain, the two girls gradually settled down.
"Uncle, let's goβ"
"Okay!"
The mule cart was slow, and in addition to the chirping of seabirds, there was also the sound of tapping hooves.
Jiang Yang and Fang Xiaopeng sat side by side, and when they saw the two girls looking at the mule cart curiously, they smiled.
Suddenly, the old man was interested, and he sang with a loud voice.
"Fate is a displacement."
"Fate is even twists and turns."
"Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being."
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"Singing "Red Sun", Jiang Yang's ears were sharp, and he heard it instantly.
The old man's rough singing voice and the weird singing voice that repeatedly dances horizontally on the tune reveal the original and true emotions.
In this situation, Jiang Yang has forgotten the existence of the camera.
He saw Tao Shumin's gaze wandering around, and asked with a smile, "Regret not bringing a drawing board?" β
Tao Shumin smiled slightly: "It's okay, I have it all in my head!" β