The express package was packed very carefully, and was wrapped with a circle of transparent tape. Perhaps due to the squeezing during express delivery, there were some marks of squeezing on the corners of the paper box.
After He Xiyuan opened the paper box, what caught his eye was not the "pink doll" that the housekeeper joked about, but an anti-crushing layer inside, wrapped in a thick anti-crushing layer.
The entire express box is not very big, and when He Xiyuan saw the anti-crushing layer, he became even more curious.
He took the scissors and cut off the anti-crush layer again.
The butler stood beside He Xiyuan, watching his movements motionlessly, and finally revealed the black box inside.
This boutique box was bought by Su Di at a boutique. Although he tried his best to make it less feminine, there was still a bow stuck with glue on the top of the box.
The bow on his own box was torn off, but Meng Fu didn't.
The first thing Butler He and He Xiyuan saw was the sexy pink bow.
The black box is not very delicate either, because there are too many dots of glue, and you can see the transparent glue that has solidified outside the bow.
Combined with the dusty delivery box, it has a cheap feel.
...
...
However, the two of them did not show any disgust.
Butler He couldn't help but smile. In the past, He Xiyuan had received either paintings and calligraphy by famous artists, antiques, or orchids and peonies. He had never received such a girlish packaging before: "Master, open it quickly and take a look. It might be a paintbrush."
Considering He Xiyuan's hobby and looking at the length of the box, Butler He had reason to suspect that it was a paintbrush.
He Xiyuan weighed it and nodded: "It just so happens that I need to change a paintbrush recently."
They both knew that Meng Fu lived in T City, and the courier did not seem to be from a reclusive family, so the things they gave her were limited to things like paintbrushes.
As He Xiyuan was speaking, he had already opened the bag of the long black gift box.
As soon as you open it, you can see the eight incense sticks inside.
Gray wood color, about thirty centimeters long, and randomly tied together with a thread.
You can't smell it when the box is not opened, but once it is opened, the faint fragrance slowly spreads out from the box.
Butler He was originally smiling, but when he saw what was in the box and smelled the faint fragrance, he tilted his head and looked at He Xiyuan, surprised: "Master, this fragrance..."
Special spices have special effects on people with unstable internal energy in ancient martial arts families, and the He family is naturally the same. However, there are not many perfumers in the entire capital, and the quality of things that the Perfume Association can produce every year is limited.
There are only a few ways to get this kind of spice, Skynet trading, auctions, and the Perfumers Association. Apart from these, it is difficult for others to get good quality spices.
These people who play with fragrances have been exposed to fragrances since childhood, so they naturally know what good quality fragrances look like.
The spices sent by Junior Sister He Xiyuan have a uniform surface and texture, and the smell can make people think clearly. Although it has not been lit yet, Butler He feels that this is not an ordinary low-quality incense.
At least it is a high-quality spice that is extremely rare on the market.
Butler He paused again, and thought of a possibility, "Such a good fragrance...could it be a special spice?"
He Xiyuan, who really likes this incense, asked. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the housekeeper's words. "How could this be? The incense recorded by the Incense Association was divided up by the major forces in the capital. The incense from other local networks and auction houses was also bought by powerful people."
Although Butler He also knew this truth, he still couldn't help but guess that it was mainly because the spices sent by Meng Fu were of very high quality in texture and smell, and he had also seen a lot of spices with the He family.
He has seen all the spices recorded by the Fragrance Association.
But none of them matched the spices in front of me.
As he thought about it, he took out his phone, took a picture, and sent it out, "Master, I'll send it to the people in the Incense Association to see what kind of incense this is."
He Xiyuan stood aside and did not stop Butler He. He saw the paper placed underneath and carefully pulled it out. There were a few lines of words written in black pen on it -
One root per week
Before going to bed
Meng
The handwriting is as graceful as iron and silver, with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.
Meng?
He Xiyuan remembered that his junior sister had introduced herself to him last night and said her name was "Meng Fu".
Is this my junior sister's handwriting?
He Xiyuan was very surprised. The emoticons that his junior sister sent him last night were very cute. He never expected that her handwriting could be so beautiful.
He was watching as the butler beside him also received a reply from the Fragrance Association.
After reading the reply, Butler He turned to He Xiyuan and said with some regret: "The people from the Incense Association said they have never seen such incense."
The Perfume Association has clear and unified regulations for recording spices.
The type of incense, color, and thickness are all recorded.
After identification, the spices sent by Butler He did not match the spices recorded in the Association.
That shouldn't be a special spice.
"The texture of this incense is very good. Even if it is not a special spice, it is extremely rare." Butler He thought about what He Xiyuan said and felt that he had thought too much. Special spices are not cabbages that can be seen everywhere, especially since He Xiyuan's junior sister is not from the capital. Thinking of this, Butler He turned to He Xiyuan and asked, "You accepted such a valuable gift from someone. I need to think about what gift to give in return."
Even if this incense is not a special spice, it is extremely precious.
It is not something you can buy casually.
It's easy to tell at a glance that this junior sister has put a lot of thought into this.
He Xiyuan carefully put away the box and prepared to light one tonight. Hearing what Butler He said, he paused for a moment, then turned around and looked at Butler He silently. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Butler, I transferred a red envelope to her last night."
Butler He: “…”
He was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke, "You actually gave such a mundane thing to Teacher Yan's last disciple? Your junior sister forgot about the past and gave you such a good spice!"
How could someone who could give such spices as a gift be short of money? Especially since he was studying painting, there was a sense of pride in his bones. The housekeeper looked at He Xiyuan and didn't know what to say.
He can only be careful and keep an eye out for good stuff at auctions recently.
**
Here, Meng Fu is still in the "Bourne" crew, filming the last scene of her trip.
This scene is about Meng Fu secretly helping Qin Hao assassinate an enemy soldier, and discovering that her father's death was a conspiracy designed by her father himself, because her father was a hidden spy under a pseudonym, and she wrote a letter to her uncle to tell him about it.
This scene had very high requirements on the actors' lines, and Qin Hao reviewed the scenes with Meng Fu several times in the afternoon.
"Are you ready?" Director Gao had someone prepare the roads in the house, and he used a loudspeaker to urge Qin Hao, Meng Fu and the others.
Meng Fu stood up and walked towards Director Gao. She raised her hand to indicate that she was ready. A makeup artist beside her touched up her makeup.
Qin Hao also put down the script.
When the two of them went on stage, Qin Hao's assistant was also watching nearby.
In the past two days, because Qin kept looking for Meng Fu to act with him in order to improve the progress, he and Zhao Fan became familiar with each other.
He also knew the content of the scene between Qin Hao and Meng Fu. Seeing that there were only Meng Fu, Qin Hao and four extras in the mansion, he couldn't help but wonder, "Won't there be a close-up of Meng Fu writing later? Why don't I see the hand stand-in?"
Yan Li in "The Bourne Supremacy" comes from a scholarly family. The author has emphasized several times how Yan Li and her father gave up writing and took up arms.
So there are several scenes with words describing the close-up of Yan Li, which are very beautiful.
Yan Li learned calligraphy from her father when she was a child.
When Qin Hao came to shoot the opening scene for the first time, his assistant followed him and heard Director Gao looking for a stand-in. But today, strangely, he didn't see any stand-in.
"She doesn't need to use her hands." Zhao Fan replied.
"No need for a stand-in?" The assistant was puzzled, but Meng Fu and Qin Hao had already started filming, so he just watched the scene.
Meng Fu secretly followed Qin Hao, jumped down from the second floor, killed an enemy soldier, and then returned to Qin Hao's office. Using the brush on his desk, she wrote a short letter, put the letter in an envelope, walked out the door, and asked someone to mail it.
Just happened to bump into Qin Hao who came in.
This is a long shot that lasts from beginning to end. The two of them had rehearsed their lines several times beforehand, and Qin Hao also thought about it several times in order not to fall behind, so both of them performed very well in this long shot, and both Meng Fu and Qin Hao were immersed in the role.
Go through it once.
"Cut!" Director Gao said "Cut", then looked at the video screen with satisfaction and nodded, "We can close the camera today."
Meng Fu took off the spy's long black coat and said, "Director Gao, I'll go back first. See you next week."
"Okay, you go back." Director Gao waved at her.
Meng Fu said goodbye to Qin Hao and others before returning to the dressing room to remove her makeup and change her clothes.
Qin Hao still had scenes to shoot with the crew and was not leaving today, so he was not in a hurry. He slowly prepared to go back to the dressing room, but found that the staff had already started to remove the props.
Anyone who has filmed a movie knows that the director will try to shoot scenes in the same place or scene together, in order to save time and to avoid having to set up the scene a second time, which makes it less likely for mistakes to be made.
Seeing that the props were removed just like that, Qin Hao couldn't help but look at Director Gao: "Director Gao, the hand stand-in, there are still some scenes with Yan Lixin that haven't been filmed yet, are you removing the props now?"
"All of this was filmed when Meng Fu was writing just now," Director Gao asked people to pack up. Hearing this, he glanced at Qin Hao and explained to him, "Meng Fu's calligraphy is very good. All the shots of her writing letters and large characters were taken with her own hands. There was no need to use hands to substitute."
After seeing Qin Hao finish the shoot, Qin Hao's assistant, who came over with a bottle of water and a towel, heard this: "..."
Qin Hao was also surprised. No need to use hands?
He subconsciously picked up the prop letter that Meng Fu had put aside after the photo shoot and pulled out the letter Meng Fu had just written.
The assistant also leaned over to look at the letter written by Meng Fu and was surprised: "Did she just write this?"
Qin Hao nodded, "Yeah."
He had just been at the scene, so he naturally knew that when Meng Fu started writing, the paper was blank.
"I didn't expect Meng Fu's handwriting to be so beautiful. Brother Hao, look at these words, they are in traditional Chinese. No wonder she doesn't want a hand replacement..."
**
It was already past ten o'clock when we finished filming the last scene on the set.
Meng Fu changed her clothes and went out.
Outside, Su Di was already waiting in the car. He was driving a nanny car today, and there was a lot of space in the car.
Su Cheng was in the back seat. When he saw her coming, he opened the car door from the inside.
He leaned back in his chair, his white shirt embroidered with dark clouds, his eyelids drooped, and he spoke in a flat voice, "Are you in such a hurry to go back?"
It was past ten o'clock and there were no more flights to City T, so I had to drive back.
Meng Fu has been working hard on the progress for the past three days and has not had much rest.
It takes more than three hours to drive to City T, and I can’t get home until two o’clock.
"Yes, it's so late. Are you sure you don't want to stay here and take a plane back tomorrow?" Zhao Fan sat in the co-pilot seat, looked at the rearview mirror while fastening her seat belt. Hearing Su Cheng's words, she also asked.
She wasn't surprised that Meng Fu wanted to finish the filming early, but she didn't expect Meng Fu to be in such a hurry to get back.
Today is Thursday and tomorrow is Friday. It is not yet time for the recording of "A Day in the Life of a Star" so we have plenty of time to rest here for a night before going back.
The itinerary for the past few days was arranged by Zhao Fan, so she naturally knew that Meng Fu had no schedule tomorrow.
Zhao Fan was a little surprised that she was in such a hurry.
Meng Fu leaned back in the back seat and opened her phone to check WeChat. Director Xu, He Xiyuan, and Tang Ze all sent her messages on WeChat.
Director Xu: [When will you bring your teacher Li here for an audition? 】
——【I will come to see you after this episode of the variety show is finished. 】
Tang Ze: [What is this? 】
——[Medicine, wait until you finish the medicine in the bottle, then take this, it can cure your throat. 】
He Xiyuan: [Junior sister, I have received the spices you sent me. I like them very much. I will have to wait a few days for the gift for you. 】
——【Thank you, senior brother. That’s not necessary! (happy)】
She replied to the message nonchalantly, saying, "I have something to do tomorrow."
What could happen tomorrow?
Zhao Fan recalled her scheduled itinerary and found that tomorrow was very free.
She turned her head to look at Su Cheng, and found that Su Cheng seemed to be thinking about something, so she didn't ask any more questions.
When they returned to Meng Fu's neighborhood, it was already 2:10. Meng Fu waved to them and went upstairs.
**
The next day, early in the morning.
Zhao Fan and the others all have the keys to Meng Fu's place. When she arrived, Su Di and Su Cheng were both there.
Zhao Fan was a little surprised. She came to see Meng Fu because she was worried that Meng Fu hadn't slept all night again. Since she had nothing to do today, she was worried like an old nanny.
She could understand Su Di, but she didn't expect Su Cheng to be here too.
Zhao Fan was just thinking when Meng Fu came in from outside. She got up at 5:30 every morning for a morning run, and she almost never stopped doing this.
She reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead and immediately saw the people in the hall.
Su Cheng didn't stand by the refrigerator. He was just sitting on the sofa, holding his cell phone, seemingly chatting with someone. When he looked up, he saw Meng Fu coming back from running in sportswear.
He paused, pointed to her room, and said in a cool voice: "Take a shower and come out for dinner."
"Oh," Meng Fu took the towel from his neck, "right away."
She went to her room, took a shower, and changed into casual clothes.
Su Di's breakfast was ready, but Zhao Fan didn't eat it. She sat down with the others and asked Su Cheng, "Brother Cheng, do you have any plans for today?"
Su Cheng held the teacup, his finger bones clearly visible, lowered his head and took a sip, and upon hearing that, he said "hmm" lightly.
As always, it's hard to approach.
Zhao Fan looked down at his cell phone. It was already seven o'clock.
It was half past seven when they finished their meal and were ready to leave.
Su Di quickly washed the dishes. Su Cheng took the car keys and waited for Meng Fu at the door. Meng Fu took two pens and put them in her coat pocket. She was pulling up the black mask hanging on her ears: "I'm coming."
Zhao Fan followed them, not knowing what they were doing in such a mysterious way.
The car slowly drove out of the community and turned left.
Zhao Fan was sitting in the passenger seat on a familiar road. She remembered and looked at Meng Fu: "Are we going to No. 1 Middle School? You have a day off today. Are you going to class?"
This month was so busy that Meng Fu never went to school. Zhao Fan almost forgot that Meng Fu was already a student at No. 1 Middle School.
Zhao Fan was a little confused as to why the class was interrupted at this time.
Just one day of class...
It seems to be useless, right?
This time the car did not stop outside the gate. After the guard saw the license plate number, he let it pass and drove all the way to the administrative building.
Today is Friday and there are quite a few students on the way to school.
When Meng Fu and the others got off the car, everyone passing by couldn't help but look in Meng Fu's direction.
Meng Fu put the hat on her head and looked less at them.
Administration building, Principal Gu’s office.
Zhou Jin just came in and saw that there was no one in the office. He said calmly, "Meng Fu hasn't come yet?"
Principal Gu nodded.
Zhou Jin smiled, "The exam is about to begin. Maybe they know the difficulty of our test paper..."
As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door. He stopped talking and looked at the door in surprise. The people who came were indeed Su Cheng and his group.
Zhou Jin raised his eyebrows. He picked up the admission ticket number on Principal Gu's desk and said, "You're here. That's great. I'll take you to the examination room. The teacher there may not recognize you."
He had made a bet with Meng Fu that Meng Fu would come to class obediently since she was eliminated from the last place in this exam.
The difficulty of the joint examination paper of No. 1 Middle School was surprisingly high.
Meng Fu is good at mathematics, but the exam tests comprehensive knowledge.
It is the joint entrance examination paper of the top ten famous universities.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jin's smile became even more amiable, and he handed the admission ticket to Meng Fu, "Let's go."
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