The chat that day ended with twenty question marks sent by Sheng Qianye.
After singing praises of his and Pei Hanzhou's fabulous love, Lin Luosang quickly shifted his main focus and began to continue preparing for his own stage.
This song is telling a story, so in order to build a new world to match the story, a lot of props need to be prepared and the settings must also be clear.
Since the tortuous story can only be performed on stage in a few minutes, she cannot change clothes on stage, and she cannot wear too much when swimming underwater. So how can we tell the difference between the mermaid's state in water and on land?
She thought about it for a long time and found that the only way was to customize the clothes.
I contacted several brands that make beautiful dresses, but the designers all gave me embarrassed responses: the time was too tight, her requirements were too high, and they couldn't make it in a hurry.
Fortunately, there is always a way out. She walked around the cloakroom provided by Pei Hanzhou for a few rounds, went into the dress cabinet from beginning to end, and finally picked out one from the hundreds of pieces that seemed to be in line with the stage feeling.
She has never worn this light blue fishtail skirt. Since there is no time to remake it, she will find a way to modify the existing skirt.
The assistant got the designer's WeChat for her. It was said that the designer was busy with the final work on the new autumn collection, but when he heard that Mrs. Pei had something urgent to do, he put his work on hold.
She was brainstorming and communicating with the designer at the same time. She got so thirsty that she stood up to get some water and happened to meet Pei Hanzhou coming back.
"Back to take a shower again," she sighed, not surprised, and continued to work. When she was about to scribble on the paper, she found that she couldn't find her pen. She searched back and forth on the table and asked curiously, "Where's my pen?"
Pei Hanzhou hung up his coat and turned his head to see that she had stuck the pen in her bund-up hair. The fool was still looking around for it. The man walked over helplessly and pulled out the ballpoint pen from behind her head.
Who knew that she had used this pen to tie up her hair? When she pulled it out, her seaweed-like hair suddenly fell all over her shoulders. The scene seemed to be played in slow motion at some moment. A tuft of hair slid across her fair and soft ear bone, passed through her thin neck, and finally lay on her delicate collarbone.
The light scent of lily of the valley spreads.
I can't say what's so special about it, but it's just inexplicably comfortable.
Lin Luosang then realized that her pen had been used to style her hair. She leaned forward and took the combat weapon back from his fingers: "Thank you."
Pei Hanzhou suddenly came to his senses and frowned slightly.
She continued to immerse herself in her work. Seeing the man standing next to her, she thought he was looking at her drawings, so she politely introduced them: "The one on the left is for swimming in the water. It's in the shape of a fish tail, because I want to play a mermaid."
He clicked on another picture and said, "This is what the mermaid wears after coming out of the water. It represents the mermaid getting legs and coming ashore. Unzip this from the bottom and the legs will be exposed."
The man remained silent. She assumed he was stunned by her ingenious idea and delved deeper, even more satisfied. "I hope this zipper can be perfectly integrated into the dress, and the zipper's position can be made into a decorative element so that even if the audience sees it, they won't be able to guess the secret. When I emerge from the water, I'll unzip it and see two long legs. What a surprise!"
"Oh, and it also has to have a floor-length skirt when it's unzipped. It can't just hang down next to your legs when it's unzipped. That would be unsightly."
"So it has to be both practical and beautiful. When closed, it's a fishtail, and when opened, it's a skirt. Also..."
The man laughed at her unrealistic request: "Why didn't you say that there would be stars falling when you opened it?"
He just spoke sarcastically, but it hit Lin Luosang's blind spot.
"Good idea," she looked at him with bright eyes, "Is it okay?"
“…”
In the end, that’s what happened.
An hour after Pei Hanzhou took a shower and left, she finally finalized the final revised sketch with the designer.
Her picky and meticulous nature was fully demonstrated in her work, and even the smallest details had to be discussed and scrutinized repeatedly. Looking through hundreds of chat messages, she felt deeply that she was lucky for all designers that she had not become the client of a visual design company.
The matter of the dress came to a temporary end, and she should be able to receive the finished product before the rehearsal. She immediately turned on the computer and started composing and arranging music.
Because it is a story about the sea, she incorporated the sound of waves at the beginning and tried to make the melody sound as quiet and melodious as possible.
There was a small interview the next afternoon. It was an interview with a newspaper with the director and guests of the "Audio-Visual Feast" program team, and all staff were required to be present.
The song entered an intense production phase. In order to maintain fluency, she had to carry her computer with her and even wrote songs during her break before the interview.
She arrived over half an hour early. Since the interview was taking place at a hotel, the staff thoughtfully brought her some pastries and fruit as a token of their appreciation. She finished composing the chorus, then pulled off her headphones and forked out a piece of orange.
While chewing, a familiar voice came from behind him: "The filming is finished, you can take it and eat it."
There was a huge makeup mirror in front of the table where Lin Luosang was sitting. She raised her eyes slightly and saw Jiang Mei holding up a piece of mango mille-feuille, holding up her mobile phone to take a beautiful selfie, and then... handed the dessert to her assistant.
The assistant had a mountain of food in front of her. She stuffed cherries into her mouth and said incoherently, "I can't finish it, sister."
"Give Brother Chen and the others what you can't finish. You can't be flexible about such a small matter?" Jiang Mei glared at him. "What if it's discovered that I can't even finish all this? Wouldn't my image be ruined?"
After saying that, Jiang Mei picked up the strawberry box and took a few more photos. Then she pushed everything away with satisfaction: "Put the empty box here with me after you finish eating."
The assistant, who was busy cleaning up the food, didn't even have time to speak and could only nod continuously.
"By the way, have you prepared the picture for copying the poem? Send it to me." Jiang Mei was busy with her mobile phone for a while.
He was so ferocious, but he had no idea what the meaning was. Out of subtle curiosity and a little bit of sixth sense as an artist, Lin Luosang also picked up his phone and opened Weibo.
Coincidentally, when searching for Jiang Mei's name, she posted a Weibo post 26 seconds ago.
[A beautiful day, perfect afternoon tea [coffee] I'm such a big eater, I want to eat everything I see. My agent said I can become a big eater eating broadcaster as a side job, hahaha~]
The accompanying pictures are eight exquisite photos of desserts and fruits, and the middle picture is a poem copied in calligraphy.
The comments are growing rapidly——
[She can eat so much and still be so thin. I really envy our Fairy Rose.]
[You're going to have a fierce competition to become a food blogger. You're so beautiful!]
[Wow, is this calligraphy written by my sister? It’s so beautiful! She’s a goddess with all-round temperament.]
Jiang Mei replied to the third post with a heart emoticon.
She is very smart. Although she asked her assistant for the picture, she neither admitted nor denied the comments, making everyone think that it was indeed her work.
As for the comments... they are all fake texts and Weibo pictures, and it's obvious that they were posted by hired internet trolls.
Lin Luosang scrolled down again and found that Jiang Mei's Weibo was full of peace and tranquility. From time to time, she would share some of her "own calligraphy", accompanied by some landscape paintings, or post a few inspirational words, accompanied by an elegant side photo of her with her head tilted back and eyes closed, she looked like a real literary goddess.
Although this fairy character is high-end, it is inevitably a bit out of touch with reality. It is probably for this reason that Jiang Mei added a foodie character to herself to neutralize the sense of distance and bring herself closer to the public.
Before filming began, Assistant Jiang Mei finally devoured all the desserts and fruits in a flash. When the staff came to clear the table, they were shocked: "Oh my God, Teacher Jiang Mei, you are amazing! You finished it all!"
Even Lin Luosang couldn't help but eat a few cherry tomatoes just now, but Jiang Mei really didn't touch a single bite. At this moment, she squinted her eyes and replied confidently, "I'm a foodie, you all know that."
Lin Luosang raised his eyebrows, finally understanding why Jiang Mei was so tireless in her efforts - this person asked her assistant to leave the empty box just to create a big eater persona in real life. Otherwise, there would only be photos without any actual evidence, which would be detrimental to her character creation.
If she could spend half of this effort on her job as a singer, her arrangements wouldn't be stuck in the old pattern.
After the "big eater" shared how much he could eat, the interview finally began. They were all common and orthodox questions. Since it was a group interview, everyone had a microphone and could say a few words.
After the group interview, the reporter decided to add a personal Easter egg: "On behalf of some netizens, I'd like to ask, the two goddesses are in such great shape on the show, how do they maintain their figures?"
"Me? I don't know... After all, I love to eat too much. Maybe if I can't stop eating, the food will be digested faster?" Jiang Mei covered her mouth and smiled. "I was very distressed because I was too thin before. I hope everyone can tell me if there is any good way to gain weight."
"Can't stop talking?" The rapper, Ahguai, spoke frankly, "Last time we had a dinner party, weren't you..."
Before Ah Guai could finish, Jiang Mei immediately interrupted with a wry smile: "Really? I eat a lot, right?"
At that moment, Lin Luosang suddenly understood why she and Jiang Mei had been at odds at first sight. She insisted on truth and disliked falsehood, but Jiang Mei was full of hypocrisy from head to toe.
The auras repel each other and cannot be forced to merge.
But the seventeen-year-old Ah Guai had no idea about so many tricks to establish a character. He just said "Oh" in a daze, put down the microphone, and muttered to himself in confusion: "I don't remember eating much? Just two mouthfuls of blanched broccoli, is that a lot?" Are female artists so crazy now?
The reporter looked at Lin Luosang again: "Luosang? Many people envy your figure. Your legs are thin and straight, and the proportions are good."
Lin Luosang spoke frankly, "There's no real trick. I just control my diet and exercise, strictly control my calorie intake, and if I eat too much, I'll work out to burn fat."
In reality, some people do not gain much weight even if they eat a lot, but the camera standards are several times stricter than reality. She has never seen any female star who does not control her diet. I don’t know what they are thinking when they want to sell the persona of a big eater. Do audiences today still buy into this?
"That's right," Ah Guai raised his hand. "Sister Sang is very self-disciplined. I see she checks in on her fitness app every day."
Jiang Mei replied, "I like sports too. Sweating feels as good as eating dessert."
…
As soon as she finished speaking, the room fell into an eerie silence. Even the firecracker spirit Ah Guai, who usually livened up the atmosphere, didn't know what to say.
The reporter then asked with a smile, "I just heard Ah Guai talking about the gathering. Are you all very close in private and do you often plan small gatherings?"
"Yes, we have a very good relationship. I went outing with them before." The literary goddess Jiang Mei smiled sweetly and lifted her long gauze skirt.
Reporter: "Where's Sangsang? She doesn't seem familiar with this topic."
"By the way, Sister Sang, why didn't you come the day before yesterday?" Ah Guai asked Lin Luosang in a low voice, "I asked Sister Jiang Mei to call you, but you broke the appointment without even saying hello. We waited for half an hour in vain."
Lin Luosang was surprised: "I don't know the news at all. When?"
Ah Guai opened his dark eyes wide and looked at Jiang Mei in disbelief.
Jiang Mei, who was in the center of the camera's attention, showed no sign of panic. The corners of her lips, half-permanently gentle, seemed like tattoos on her face. She didn't waver in the slightest under the camera's gaze. "Ah, Sangsang was away that time because of something."
As if realizing that there was a gap between her and Lin Luosang, how could a goddess with a perfect style allow herself to be unlovable? Jiang Mei hurriedly placed her hand on the back of Lin Luosang's hand: "But she recently invited me for her birthday, and I'm quite happy."
?
She really just spoke without thinking, making up her character, Weibo, and even her birthday? Did she think she couldn't expose it because she was in an interview?
Lin Luosang had no idea what was going on. She recalled that when Jiang Mei first entered the room and saw her, she seemed to have given her a subtle eye roll, but now she was acting like a sister, and the hands she put on her made her feel uncomfortable.
So she calmly pulled her hand away, smiling brightly: "My birthday is July 28th, and it passed last month."
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