Chapter 51

After the concert, Song Shu has been designing costumes for the costume drama. She has designed about one-third of the clothes, so she asked A Zhibo's tailors to start sewing the clothes. As of today, there are already several finished products. Song Shu called producer Wang Ru and asked her to come over to confirm whether the clothes are suitable.

Here, producer Wang Ru is discussing the content of this large-scale costume TV series, tentatively named "The Song Dynasty", with the director and the company's president.

The early preparations for this TV series have been almost completed. The actors have been selected, the filming location has been arranged, and there are other scattered issues.

The boss sat at his desk and looked at the work plan for the TV series. After a while, he pointed at the content related to costume preparation on the document, looked up at Wang Ru who was sitting below him and said, "Producer Wang, you prepared this job. I wonder how the costume preparation is going?"

Wang Ru heard what the boss said, raised her hand to adjust her glasses, looked at him and said, "Boss Huang, part of the costumes have been completed, and the rest can be prepared before the filming of the TV series starts next month."

During this period, Wang Ru often communicated with Song Shu to check whether the design drawings were suitable and to discuss the production of the clothing.

This morning, she just received a call from designer Song, who then arranged for his assistant to fetch the finished costumes. Although she was already satisfied with the costumes when she first saw the design drawings, Wang Ru was even more satisfied when she saw the finished products.

It has to be said that Designer Song is very talented in clothing design, and Wang Ru is almost always satisfied with every final draft.

Mr. Huang nodded after hearing this. At first, when Wang Ru suggested to him that they find some designers to design ancient costumes according to the dynasty arranged in the TV series, Mr. Huang refused.

On the one hand, he felt that it was just a TV series and there was no need to spend too much time on the costumes. On the other hand, if a designer was hired to design the costumes, the design fees would also be a huge expense, so Mr. Huang did not agree to her proposal at first.

However, Wang Ru told him that now is the time when costumed martial arts TV dramas are strong, and people prefer to watch martial arts dramas. If a costume drama with other content wants to stand out, then every aspect must be perfect.

The props and costumes are like the outer skin of a TV series. If this skin is not good-looking, the audience will lose interest in the beginning. Moreover, current costume dramas do not pay much attention to the costumes and props. This is a novel selling point of their TV series, which can at least attract a lot of audiences when it is first broadcast.

In addition, the producer and director also agreed to pay more attention to the costumes. Mr. Huang was convinced by them and finally agreed to their proposal. However, he still had a lot of concerns before seeing the finished product.

Wang Ru also knew his worries, so she asked her assistant to bring the ancient costumes that she had brought back today and show them to them.

After a while, the assistant came over pushing a shelf with four or five ancient costumes hanging on it.

Mr. Huang stood up and walked over to take a closer look, reaching out to touch the fabric. Although he had no experience in clothing design and didn't know much about ancient clothing, these costumes were perfectly made in terms of both material and tailoring. They were completely different from the costume dramas in the past where people would just take a piece of rag and have someone sew it a few times before wearing it to film a TV series.

Looking at these finished products, Mr. Huang was satisfied and felt that the money was well spent. He turned to Wang Ru and said, "Very good, the clothes will be made in this way in the future. Needless to say, the things that cost money look pleasing to the eye."

The director smiled and complimented him, "That's because Mr. Huang is so determined. Our TV series will definitely be a big hit and open up a new arena for TV series."

Mr. Huang laughed out loud and said, "I still have confidence in you two."

After all, Wang Ru has been partnered with people and directors several times, and every TV series they have collaborated on has received good responses.

Wang Ru saw that Mr. Huang was satisfied with the costumes, and just smiled when she heard his words. She did not dare to exaggerate that the TV series Haikou would be a hit before it was broadcast, but she was still very confident in her work.

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After Song Shu asked the assistant sent by Wang Ru to take away the clothes in the morning, she was unaware of this little episode.

At noon, she and Rong Xiaohua had lunch in the store. Chen Zonghao usually wouldn't come back at noon during this period. He was very busy now, going out early and coming back late every day.

Just after lunch, Liang Sao came over with a beaming smile on her face. Before she even entered the store, Song Shu heard her hearty laughter, "Ah Shu, are you busy?"

Song Shu was also very happy to see Liang Sao coming over. Seeing the smile on her face, she thought something good must have happened to Liang Sao that made her so happy, so she answered her, "I'm not busy. Liang Sao, what's the matter with you coming over? You seem to be in a good mood."

Liang's wife smiled and nodded, "What a great event! Didn't I tell you before that my second daughter Shuyi was preparing for the exam? Her sister and I forced her to study for the past few months, and now she has finished the exam and got into college."

Song Shu was happy for her and wished her well: "That's really a happy event. Shuyi is really amazing."

Liang's wife praised her for a rare occasion: "That child has been smart since she was young, but she just likes to play and needs someone to push her. Now that she can be admitted to university, it's really a blessing."

Liang Sao thought of something and continued, "It seems that the Wong Tai Sin we visited before is still very effective. Ah Shu, what wish did you make that time? I think the Wong Tai Sin will definitely help you realize it."

Song Shu smiled after hearing this. She didn't make any wishes, but just hoped that she, Jiahui, and Chen Zonghao would be healthy and safe. "Then I'll thank you for your good wishes, sister-in-law."

Mrs. Liang said a few words before explaining her purpose. "Lao Liang and I plan to set up a few tables in the store tomorrow afternoon to invite the neighbors to celebrate Shuyi's admission to university. You and Haozi can bring Jiahui over for dinner then."

Song Shu did not refuse and nodded, saying, "Sister Liang knows, we will definitely go there."

"That's fine." After Liang Sao finished speaking to Song Shu, she turned to Rong Xiaohua and said, "Xiaohua, come with your father tomorrow afternoon. Tell your father and I won't go to inform Rong."

Rong Xiaohua also nodded and said, "Okay, Sister Liang, I'll tell my dad when I get home from get off work tonight that we will definitely go there tomorrow. This is something worth celebrating, and we won't be absent."

After informing them, Liang's wife said goodbye. Before leaving, she thought of something and said, "You are welcome to come. You don't need to bring any gifts."

Song Shu and Xiao Hua looked at each other and said, "Got it, Sister Liang."

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After Liangsao left, Rong Xiaohua said enviously, "That's great, Shuyi got into college."

For someone like her who has never been able to concentrate on studying since childhood, Rong Xiaohua still envied those who were admitted to university. They were really smart, unlike her who had a headache whenever she saw books since she was young. After finishing junior high school with great difficulty, Rong Xiaohua didn't want to study anymore. According to her father, she was not cut out for studying.

In the past few days, Tianrong Xiaohua has seen Sister Shu holding a book from time to time. Thinking of the costume drama she took on, she asked curiously, "Sister Shu, have you been reading books on fashion design recently?"

Song Shu shook her head, "Not entirely, but also some textbooks. I plan to take the college entrance exam next year."

She recently researched the application situation for universities in Hong Kong. In addition to registering for the exam from high school, some people who are more capable in certain areas can apply for university through talent recruitment exams.

Those who are admitted to universities are classified as the same type of students as those who apply to high schools, but this talent test is a little simpler than the high school test. However, there is also a disadvantage that the majors you can apply for in this talent test can only be majors related to your outstanding professional skills.

Song Shu decided to take this path. Although there was much less information to read, there was still a lot to learn.

Fortunately, she has good learning ability and English proficiency, so this test is not difficult for her.

Rong Xiaohua, who was standing next to her, was so shocked that her eyes widened after hearing what she said. She didn't expect that Sister Shu was planning to apply for college, which surprised her greatly.

But when she thought about Sister Shu's ability, she felt that it was nothing and it was completely feasible for Sister Shu.

Rong Xiaohua was so impressed that she couldn't help but said sincerely, "Sister Shu, you are really my idol."

This is the truth. Since meeting Sister Shu, Rong Xiaohua has witnessed her going through many things and growing into an outstanding designer. During this time, Rong Xiaohua has always been able to draw strength from her, so she has always admired her very much.

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In the evening, Song Shu checked Jiahui's paintings. This was a habit she developed after sending Jiahui to learn painting. Every day when Jiahui came back from school, she would share her paintings with her.

Song Shu also found that Jiahui's painting skills improved rapidly day by day, from the beginning when the shape was not similar but the spirit was similar to the painting to now when the shape and spirit are similar.

Not only that, when I went to pick up Jiahui from school recently, the teacher praised Jiahui to Song Shu, saying that she was very talented in drawing and was a good candidate for learning painting.

Song Shu looked at the paintings one by one. Some of them depicted a few children playing games together, or colorful flowers and the bright sun. Almost every painting showed a kind of vitality, so Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, a person's paintings can reflect her psychology. Now seeing that Jiahui's paintings are so sunny and beautiful, it is obvious that they are not affected by her mother's departure. This makes Song Shu feel at ease.

After looking at Jiahui's paintings together, Song Shu watched TV with her for a while and then let her go to bed. After Jiahui fell asleep, Song Shu went back to the living room, turned on the DVD and started watching a movie.

Ever since I watched a movie on DVD with Chen Zonghao last time, that person has brought back some discs from time to time. There are many movies on them, both from Hong Kong and abroad.

Song Shu developed the habit of watching a movie every night. Sometimes Chen Zonghao came home early and she would watch it with him, and sometimes Song Shu would watch it alone.

Although the current video quality is not as clear as in the future, watching movies with this quality has a unique flavor.

When Song Shu was halfway through watching the movie, Chen Zonghao pushed the door open and walked in. Song Shu was leaning on the sofa and looked at him when she heard his voice. "You're back?"

Chen Zonghao walked towards her with a coat hanging from his left arm and wearing only a short-sleeved shirt. He handed her the midnight snack in his hand and looked down at her. "Yeah, you're back."

When he lowered his head, his overly long bangs fell onto his eyebrows, making his hair look a little messy, but revealing a kind of lazy handsomeness.

Song Shu reached out to take the midnight snack and curled her lips, "What delicious food did you buy tonight?"

Guessing what food Chen Zonghao would buy for her became a source of fun for her every night while watching TV or movies.

Chen Zonghao put his coat on the sofa and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Guess."

Song Shu wrinkled her nose, smelled the aroma coming from the bag, turned her eyes and looked at him and said, "Fried chicken, right?"

Without waiting for his answer, she opened the bag, and inside were indeed spicy chicken legs and chicken wings. The crispy fried chicken looked tempting.

Song Shu's appetite was immediately aroused. She couldn't help but put on her gloves and took a piece. She ate it and nodded, "It's delicious."

Chen Zonghao saw her eating like a kitten, happy with her eyes and eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Yeah." Song Shu nodded, not caring what he said.

So Song Shu spent the next period of time watching the movie while eating supper, and by the time she was full, she had finished the movie.

Song Shu put the remaining untouched fried chicken in the bag aside and waited for Chen Zonghao to come out of the shower to eat it. He was the one who finished her unfinished midnight snack.

Song Shu took out a few tissues to wipe her hands. At this time, Chen Zonghao came out of the shower. The man was wearing a vest and shorts, revealing his long arms and legs. He had a towel on his head and was wiping his hair.

Song Shu's eyes stayed on him for a second and then naturally looked away, pointing at the fried chicken on the table, "I'm full, the rest is yours."

Chen Zonghao glanced and nodded, "Yeah." Then he walked over while wiping his hair, bent over and looked for something on the table, "Did you see the scissors?"

Song Shu shook her head when she heard his words, "I didn't see it, what are you looking for the scissors for?"

Chen Zonghao wiped his hair casually, then put the towel on T's neck and said, "Cut your hair."

Song Shu's mind was not on what he said. When the man bent down to wipe his hair, a drop of water fell on her thigh, making her shiver.

She was wearing a halter dress tonight, and when she sat down, the hem of her skirt moved up to her thighs.

The drop of water made her feel very uncomfortable. Song Shu stood up and said, "I have extra scissors in my room. I'll give them to you."

Having said that, he walked towards the room. After all, he was a clothes maker and had several pairs of scissors.

Song Shu took one and turned around to find Chen Zonghao following her and leaning against the door frame, looking at her.

Song Shu walked over to him and handed him the scissors, "Here."

"Thank you." Chen Zonghao took it, stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Shu stood there for a while, really curious about how he was going to cut his own hair, so she followed him and stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at him, "You know how to cut hair?"

She thought the man would say yes, after all, he looked so calm, but he glanced at her and said, "No."

Song Shu choked when she heard this, and thought to herself, you wouldn't be so brave to cut your hair yourself, you really aren't afraid of cutting it brutishly? No matter how handsome you are, you can't ruin your hair.

Then she watched the man holding a pair of scissors and cutting her bangs in front of the mirror, his movements were neat and tidy.

But the action was so abrupt that Song Shu, who was watching from the side, was terrified. Was this man really going to cut it randomly? Seeing that he was going to cut it elsewhere, Song Shu finally couldn't help but said, "How about I cut it for you?"

After all, she at least has some skills in cutting hair. This is a skill she learned from her mother in her previous life. When she was a child, her mother helped her cut her hair. When she grew up, it was her turn to cut her mother's hair. Recently, she also cut Jiahui's hair.

Although she had never cut a man's hair, Song Shu thought that they should all be similar, and in fact, men's hair might be easier to cut.

As soon as Song Shu finished speaking, she heard him utter "OK". It was so fast that it seemed as if the man was waiting for her to speak. Song Shu felt like she had been cheated.

The man had already put down the scissors and was looking at her eagerly. Song Shu met his eyes and sighed. What she had said had already been said, so she had to continue. She walked over and picked up the scissors, complaining in her heart, forget it, just consider it as her saving his hairstyle, otherwise she was afraid that he would embarrass Jiahui and make her cry tomorrow.

Song Shu stood in front of him holding a pair of scissors, and the man squatted with his legs crossed to make it easier for her to cut his hair.

Song Shu looked at his movements and found them a little funny. This movement was fine at first, but it would make her tired after a while. She couldn't help but say, "How about I go out and get a chair for you to sit on."

Chen Zonghao looked up at her and said, "No need."

Song Shu was still thinking that it was okay not to do it, since she wouldn't be the one who would be tired anyway.

Suddenly, a pair of hands were placed on her waist, and then Song Shu felt herself being lifted up. Before she could come to her senses, the man put his hands on his waist and carried her to the sink next to her.

Song Shu was sitting on the sink, and before she came to her senses, she heard the man's voice beside her, "That's it."

Holding a pair of scissors in her hand, she looked at the man standing in front of her. The man put his hands on the sink and instantly surrounded her in the small space of his arms.

Song Shu suddenly felt his breath lingering around her, and for a moment she regretted agreeing to cut his hair. Now looking at the man who was so close to her, her breathing couldn't help but slow down, and she almost ran away.

The man did not give her a chance to escape. Seeing that she was sitting properly, he withdrew his hand, took off the towel that had just been used to wipe her hair from her neck, and turned it over, with the dry side spread on her thighs. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Cut it."

Song Shu watched his series of movements. He lowered his head, which was just the right position for her to cut his hair. Seeing that he was ready, Song Shu couldn't escape at this moment, so she took a breath and took the scissors, "Then I'll start cutting?"

Chen Zonghao nodded and said softly, "Okay."

Song Shu picked up the scissors and stroked his hair. "Do you want to have a buzz cut like before?"

Song Shu thought maybe he wanted to cut his hair back to a buzz cut for convenience, after all, he had a buzz cut when she first knew him.

But Song Shu was wrong. Chen Zonghao looked at her after hearing what she said and said casually, "No need to cut it so short. Just cut it so that you can wear it in a slicked-back style on a normal day."

Song Shu paused, listening to his words and his casual glance just now. Why did she feel that there was something else behind his words? It seemed as if he had a slicked back hair just for her.

Although Song Shu couldn't deny that the man with his slicked-back hair revealing his eyebrows and eyes, he looked particularly handsome.

"Oh, I'll listen to you." Song Shu said calmly with a serious expression, and started to move with her hands.

The bathroom became quiet for a moment, with only the "click" sound of scissors cutting hair.

While cutting his hair, Song Shu focused on it, with a very serious expression on her face.

Chen Zonghao lowered his head, the sound of scissors was heard in his ears, he could feel her hand caressing his head from time to time, her scent followed him every time he breathed.

She cut it carefully, but maybe because she was wearing slippers, and in order to prevent the slippers from falling off, her feet kept swinging, and she accidentally kicked his calves a few times.

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In this silent atmosphere, no one knew how much time had passed before Song Shu finally finished cutting his hair.

She put the scissors aside, then held his face with both hands and turned it left and right, carefully looking at the hairstyle she cut, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, at least I didn't make a mistake."

As she spoke, she picked up the comb beside her and naturally combed his hair. After combing the front hair, only a little of it fell on his forehead.

Song Shu looked at his slicked-back hair and felt the urge to stroke it. "Looks handsome. See if it works."

As she spoke, Song Shu leaned sideways, allowing him to see the mirror behind her.

Chen Zonghao leaned over and looked at the mirror. His eyes met hers in the mirror and he hummed softly, "Very good cut."

Song Shu was a little proud after hearing this, "As long as you are satisfied, it's good that I didn't fail."

Seeing that he was satisfied, Song Shu came out of her concentration on cutting her hair, only to find that she was still trapped in his arms. The feeling of accelerated heartbeat came again, so she reached out and patted his arm, "I'm going to get off."

Chen Zonghao withdrew his gaze from the mirror, and looked down at her when he heard her words.

Song Shu met his gaze for an instant. The light in the bathroom was dim, but they were so close that they could see into each other's eyes.

Song Shu only saw his Adam's apple slide up and down, and heard his voice in her ear, "Wait a minute."

Song Shu blinked in confusion, only to see the man lower his head and approach, and her eyelashes trembled.

"Don't move, there is a hair on your eyelashes." The man's deep voice echoed in my ears, and a warm breath brushed past.

Even with the towel covering it, some of his hair still fell on her.

Song Shu saw him reach out and touch her eyelashes, gently, like a feather brushing, "Okay."

Chen Zonghao only felt her eyelashes trembling slightly under his fingertips, but the touch itched to his heart.

Song Shu saw the man withdraw his hand and took a step back. When he reached out his hand to hold her down, Song Shu jumped off the sink first and said, "I'll go to bed first. Good night."

He left a few words and hurried to the room, leaving only Chen Zonghao in the bathroom.

Chen Zonghao stood there, took a breath, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face several times.