"Jiang Xun?"

People who come know themselves, but Jiang Xun doesn't know him.

"I am the deputy director of our Yonggang garment factory, my name is Li Huifeng...... "a woman in her thirties, looking very shrewd," our factory director Zheng is in Suzhou, I will call him immediately, he didn't know you came to Shanghai. ”

Jiang Xun is not in a hurry to see this Director Zheng, he came to Shanghai in advance, there are still two days before the crew reports, familiarize himself with the script, visit the elders, he feels that it is more important than filming.

Staying in the guest house of Shanghai Film Studio, he planned to visit Mr. Yin Guifang first, and then visit Mr. Sun Daolin, but it was really unfortunate that Sun Daolin was in the field, and when he called, there was no one at Mr. Tai's house.

The canteen of the guest house was chaotic, the accents of Tiannan and Haibei were still noisy, Jiang Xun wrapped his coat and walked to the streets of Shanghai.

A very small storefront, but full of diners, he couldn't help but stop.

Looking at this small shop, it is not so much a small shop, but a folk master old aunt's house.

The old three are served quickly, the fresh soup full of oily gluten and shutters, the eternal green rice, and a spoonful of milk curd broth, all permeated with traditional charm and aroused people's endless appetite.

So, although the environment is so bad that there is nothing to say, it is still very popular.

Jiang Xun ate a bite of bean curd meat, the color of the bean curd meat is gorgeous, the meat is a whole big piece, the taste is fragrant and glutinous, the fat meat is not greasy at all, it melts in the mouth, and then the sauce is poured on the rice, the sauce bibimbap is simply a delicacy in the world!

……

Zheng Yonggang came quickly and rushed to Shanghai in the evening.

In the guest house of Shanghai Film Studio, the two sat opposite each other, both with relaxed faces.

"We talked through ten professional clothing stores on Huaihai Road and Nanjing Road, and let Linshan suits be put on the shelves on ......the shelves," Zheng Yonggang briefly introduced the sales situation these days, "Our suits are selling so well." ”

Recently, sales have been very hot, and the whole factory also thinks that advertising has played a big role.

"If you get Shanghai, you can get rid of China." Jiang Xun smiled and poured him a glass of water.

"Yes, so Yonggang Garment Factory would like to thank you," Zheng Yonggang stood up, "and we will treat you to dinner at the best restaurant in Shanghai in the evening." ”

Jiang Xun's TV series is being broadcast on CCTV, Zheng Yonggang consciously followed him to get wet, plus Jiang Xun's advertisements were shot well, and he did not immediately charge advertising fees for the sake of the factory, which made his impression of this young man get better step by step.

Peace Hotel?

"Right at the Peace Hotel, we're planning to do more advertising in the newspaper and take a few more photos."

Jiang Xun was wearing a Linshan suit, and the coat sent by Guo Dao was outside, and he didn't need to change his outfit, just shoot it directly.

It was a gloomy Shanghai noon.

When the waiter politely pushed open the revolving door of the Peace Hotel for him, Jiang Xun felt that he had stepped into the depths of time.

The magnificence and luxury of the sky immediately greeted you, with the milky marble floor, the elegant copper openwork chandelier, the tall and spacious central lobby, and the gold and pink and green stained glass on the ceiling, allowing the light to pour down from the sky, stretching and bright.

The waiter greeted him like a senior butler, and here, everyone's voices were involuntarily lowered.

"You can take a picture here."

The photographer behind him was very professional, and between the flow of light and shadow, Jiang Xun walked to the steps.

"Click" - "Click" -

In the quiet of the afternoon, there is only the sound of the camera shutter clicking.

In the last life, Jiang Xun had a good impression of the Taiping Hotel, and he had seen it in film and television dramas many times, here is the precipitation of time, a fragment of civilization, this fragment is sentimental and orange, ancient and nostalgic......

Turn right in the lobby and climb up the narrow staircase.

This is a "mini" museum, the museum area is very small, only nearly 50 square meters, but the objects in it are quite heavy: "80-year-old" carved silver spoons, "70-year-old" old records, "50-year-old" bone china cups......

Jiang Xun searched for the footprints of the years, but the shutter behind him kept pressing.

"No posing?" Li Huifeng reminded the photographer.

"No, I just need to take a picture."

The young man in front of him is like entering a certain story situation, his expression and posture are very natural and noble, even the gait of walking is also personable, no need to pose, as long as you catch every moving moment, that photo can be completed.

In winter, the water of the Pujiang River is not frozen, and the gurgling water, blue sky, and tall buildings still attract tourists from afar.

Standing on the terrace of the Peace Hotel, overlooking the riverside, the city is still full of beautiful scenery in winter, wrapping the smiles of all Shanghainese!

The photographer behind him was stunned, and saw Jiang Xundu leaning over the railing in front of him, with a kind of calmness, atmosphere, and nobility.

His face shape is also extremely good-looking, but the side face is the most attractive, and in the shot, the calmness between his eyebrows and eyes complements the high-end suit......

At this moment, the photographer almost forgot to debug the focus, at this moment, what he saw was no longer the actor Jiang Xun, but a successful person, who blended with the Peace Hotel and the city!

Succeed!

Yes, those are the words.

This is the temperament that emanates from the heart, and the aura of charm is wrapped up and down the body!

This is an actor with his own extravagance, and he can't play the poor and sour little deflated three!

Zheng Yonggang behind him, with his hands in front of him, stared at Jiang Xun in front of him.

He remembered that this was still a junior boy, and the young man clearly said that he was less than twenty years old, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his body, could it be that the current young actors have such a good sense of camera?

"Don't doubt it, this is the spirituality of art!" The photographer pressed the shutter as if to say to himself and to Zheng Yonggang.

Works, works!

He has taken a lot of portrait photography, and this is the most satisfying character and scene he is most satisfied with!

Film, and suddenly he found that the film was gone!

Alas, he patted his head hard and dropped the chain at a critical moment!

"Bag, where's my bag," he said, leaving the camera aside and hurried downstairs.

Watching the photographer hurriedly come out and hurry in, Jiang Xun straightened his suit, and the hunting river wind blew the corners of his clothes and blew his black hair.

"Good wind!"

The photographer raised the camera again, this is really a perfect shot, such an actor will always show you his best moments!

"Director Sun, how is it?" Seeing that the photographer was still looking for an angle, Zheng Yonggang was a little uneasy.

"Mr. Zheng," the photographer said, holding up the camera, "I don't need to watch your ads in the future."

Now, as long as Shanghainese see a picture of Allah, they will buy your suit. ”

Oh, so magical!

Mr. Zheng believes the newspaper's chief photojournalist has come to deliver on his promise.

During the banquet, he solemnly pushed a deposit receipt temporarily handled by Li Huifeng in front of Jiang Xun.

It's a $5,000 deposit receipt!

Five thousand, Jiang Xun immediately realized that this was too much. It's only a thousand dollars to shoot a TV series, a few thousand dollars.

But Zheng Yonggang insisted, drank a lot of wine, and before leaving, he told Jiang Xun that during Jiang Xun's filming of the TV series in Shanghai, he could mention anything to Li Huifeng, everyone is a family, don't see outside......

"Director Zheng, isn't five thousand a bit much?" On the way back to the hotel, Li Huifeng asked.

"Well, if you see the scene this afternoon, it's not much," Zheng Yonggang unbuttoned his tie, "I saw the way people wore suits, which were products from my own factory, and I wanted to buy a set to wear." ”

He thought about it and added, "If we shoot advertisements in the future, we won't look for others, Jiang Xun is our brand spokesperson......"