Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 132: Not confident because I care too much (seeking for determination)
The Swiss Cuervo watch was Hemingway’s lifelong love.

In addition to cigars and rum, the only thing that accompanies him while writing all day long is this old brand of watches.He also said personally that when he was creating "The Old Man and the Sea", he often raised his wrist and looked at it, like lovers gazing at each other, feeling the loss of every bit of life...

"It turns out the ear is broken."

"It seems we can't take pictures tonight."

"Xiang, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault for such a small thing."

"Contact Cuervo and ask them to send another watch tomorrow."

The damage to key props made everyone shake their heads.The male protagonist, the character played by Colin, is a writer. He loves literature and admires Hemingway and others, so the importance of this watch in character creation is self-evident.

After checking the shooting plan for tonight, there were a lot of close-up shots of Colin. After Damien confirmed that the accidental damage to a watch had affected tonight's shooting, he had no choice but to announce the end of work early.

Rely on 1% of accessories to light up 100% of clothing, and clothing is an important part of shaping film and television characters...

"Give me two more pieces and let them do it." After confirming that the watch could not be repaired, Xiangyang handed it over directly to the on-site costumer.

This watch was damaged when it fell, and his kick only sent it on its last journey.

"Xiang, how about I buy everyone a drink." Colin smiled. There was something wrong with the watch on his wrist. He didn't notice it when he fell...

Bill Nye, who heard this on the side, smiled slightly and shook his head: "Colin, don't take it to heart. Our progress will not be delayed because of this night. It's better to let everyone rest early."

As he spoke, he looked at Xiangyang again, "It seems that you knew that the filming was going well and deliberately came to give the actors a holiday."

"How could that be?" Xiangyang shrugged and smiled.

But he still accidentally glanced in the direction of Liu Qianqian...

Looking away, Xiang Yang asked directly: "How has she been preparing recently?"

"Which one?" Colin looked back and forth between Liu Qianqian and Emma Stone curiously. He hadn't had any filming scenes with Liu Qianqian, but had only reviewed lines a few times. He didn't know what Xiang Yang had with this Asian girl. Asian-faced actors.

He thought Xiang Yang was asking about Emma Stone, who had shot several scenes with him in the past two days, "It's pretty good. This little girl has great potential."

"Yeah, that's good." Xiang Yang smiled slightly, thinking that Colin was praising Liu Qianqian.

He was very happy when he heard that his girlfriend was praised by the best actor. In order to support his girlfriend to perform better, he is now staying alone in an empty house.

Without thinking, Colin immediately said casually: "The actor named Liu prepared his lines well, but he lacks confidence..."

"Liu may be under too much pressure." Damien glanced at Xiang Yang with a worried expression, "Xiang, Liu just needs to perform normally. I have talked to her twice, but the effect is not great. How about you go there? Try to guide her, after all, she will listen to your words more."

"I think she's fine, too," Bill added.

Colin raised his head and looked at the three of them. After his eyes moved for a moment, he remained silent.

No wonder I always feel that the producer, director, and screenwriter are all closely related to this actor named Liu...

Unspoken rules?
Chinese market?

As soon as he was thinking about it in his mind, Xiang Yang's words dispelled the doubts that were bursting in his mind.

"Okay, I'll take my girlfriend home today. She just worries too much and likes to show it on her face."

It turned out... After hearing Xiang Yang's words, Colin instantly understood the confusion in his heart.He smiled and said: "This is a good idea. Sometimes when I encounter things that I can't solve, I often communicate with my lover and listen to her suggestions and opinions."

Xiangyang pursed his lips...

Colin Firth, who is known as "Uncle Face" in China, is a well-known doting wife and model husband in Hollywood, but...he later actually brought it up and talked about it as his wife's extramarital affair.

Some things are just hard to imagine.

A handsome and infatuated man who comes from a scholarly family, has a good figure, good looks, a reserved personality, an elegant and gentle temperament, and looks more and more handsome as he gets older, is actually cuckolded by his wife...

"Okay, let me think of a way." Xiang Yang nodded.

Even the actor said this, so Xiang Yang had to take this matter seriously.

It just so happened that when he came to the set, he didn't really come to hang out, nor did he simply come to see his girlfriend.

But one thing to say, Xiang Yang really doesn't know what to do to persuade Liu Qianqian to pay less attention to those messy reports and comments.

After chatting with a few people for a while, Bill and Colin didn't have any good ideas. After all, their fans...the two middle-aged actors said that they had never encountered such a complicated fan group as Liu Qianqian.

But when they learned from Xiang Yang that Liu Qianqian now has more fans than the population of France, the two of them were also surprised.

"It seems that I still have to rely on myself." With this plan in mind, Xiang Yang, after helping Liu Qianqian ask for leave, came to Liu Qianqian who was chatting with other actors with Emma Stone.

In front of outsiders, Xiang Yang made a crooked but reasonable excuse, "Liu, you have a costume that you need to change. Please come with me to see it."

"Ah, okay."

When Liu Qianqian heard this, she opened her mouth in surprise.

While the other actors smiled and greeted Xiang Yang, Emma Stone narrowed her eyes and thought to herself: "If love is so secretive, it's just a fool..."

"Let's go, the director is waiting for you over there." Xiang Yang said to Damien.

"Ghost letter..." Emma Stone secretly grinned and pushed Liu Qianqian, "Go quickly, I'll ask your assistant to help you put the things away first."

"Well, okay, thank you." Liu Qianqian nodded, then politely greeted the other actors, and quickly walked towards the monitor with Xiang Yang...

then…

……

Sitting in the car I bought for Xiangyang, driving on the way home.

Liu Qianqian, who was wearing a seat belt, looked at Xiang Yang with a somewhat uneasy expression. When she approached her and Xiang Yang's villa and came to the deserted suburbs, she confirmed that Xiang Yang was really going home.

"Is it really okay for me to go home with you?"

"How could there be a problem?" He glanced at Liu Qianqian with a smile, Xiang Yang continued to look forward and said:
"You are so proud now. The producer, director, screenwriter, and actor all speak for you and blame my boyfriend for his failure."

"How can there be..." Liu Qianqian pouted.

"Tell me, have you stopped reading news on the Internet recently?" Xiang Yang suggested.

Liu Qianqian did not reply, but stared at Xiang Yang with loving eyes, and stroked tenderly on Xiang Yang's arm with her gentle fingers.

This action made Xiang Yang's heart feel itchy. Not forgetting the business, he quickly cleared his throat and asked, "Can't you hold it back?"

"No, I didn't watch it." Liu Qianqian wrinkled the tip of her nose slightly and whispered: "It's my mother. She mentioned it several times when she came to the set recently."

"Oh, that's it..." Xiang Yang said in a deep voice, and when he mentioned Liu Xiaoli, his forehead wrinkled.

"Yeah." Liu Qianqian murmured helplessly.

As an actor, if you appear in a top Hollywood production, you will definitely have to accept some media interviews.As for the feedback on reports, it’s impossible not to pay attention to them.

Anyway, various rumors on the Internet have affected Liu Qianqian's condition to some extent, but this cannot be entirely blamed on Liu Xiaoli.

It would be even more unrealistic for her to just pick out the good ones and tell her daughter.

"So, have you gained much on the set these days?" Xiang Yang asked softly.

"It's big, and there are a lot of them. I feel like I gain a lot just by watching them act every day." As soon as she mentioned the studio, Liu Qianqian's slightly melancholy face immediately glowed.

Just by listening to her voice, Xiangyang could be sure that she really enjoyed filming from the bottom of her heart.

But maybe this is the root of Liu Qianqian's problem.

How could an actor who loves acting not pursue recognition from the audience?

This kind of pursuit will slowly turn into an obsession, subtly bringing an invisible pressure to those who pursue recognition.

Facing the frustration of reality and wanting to escape, you will like to stay on the set and indulge in an environment that makes you feel more comfortable.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang turned his hand with some distress and held the finger that made him feel itchy.

"Then do you want to guess why I came today?"

"why?"

Linking their fingers together, Liu Qianqian asked softly curiously.

"Because I'm afraid that I'll be busy with my own things and lose you." Xiang Yang smiled slightly.

Hearing these gentle words and thinking of what Xiang Yang had promised her that night, Liu Qianqian felt her heart stop for a moment, and her sticky eyes showed the ripples in her heart.

But she immediately lowered her gaze, her black eyelashes moved, and said softly: "Can you stop talking about this."

"I speak from my heart."

"I know," Liu Qianqian bit her lower lip lightly, "but the way you act makes me feel like you are very good at it."

"What are you good at?"

After Xiang Yang finished speaking, the car stopped just in front of his house. After parking the car, he turned his head and looked over. Liu Qianxi leaned forward, kissed her, pursed her lips and smiled: "What do you think?"

"Then let me show you how good I am." Xiang Yang glanced at Liu Qianqian up and down, with a smirk on his lips. He loosened his seat belt and leaned over slightly.

He held Liu Qianqian's hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Xiang Yang... Just take me home..." Liu Qianqian felt her heart beating. From the corner of her eye, she saw Xiang Yang's hand gently reaching out, and the shameful words stopped on her lips.

In her eyes, the sun was getting closer and closer, and the weak lights in the car made the atmosphere between the two of them ambiguous but not romantic.

The deliberate artificiality made Liu Qianqian resist.

But the person who was getting closer and closer made it difficult for her to say no. When the tips of their noses were about to touch, the evil smile at the corner of Xiangyang's mouth stopped.

He touched the key he was looking for and pressed it gently.

With a "clang" sound, the door of the villa slowly opened inward on both sides.

"You're so annoying!" Liu Qianqian was stunned, and her voice became sharp and dissatisfied. She swore that she even had the urge to slap Xiangyang.

"I really have something to show you." Xiang Yang raised his hand and touched Liu Qianqian's head lovingly, and said, "It's in the trunk."

Liu Qianqian hesitated for a moment and stared at Xiang Yang with her charming eyes, "You will bully me!"

"No way, it's too late to hurt you." Xiang Yang felt his mouth dry.

Does this goblin really not know that when she is angry, the way her fair cheeks turn slightly red will arouse the desire of the opposite sex to conquer?
"Humph, I didn't see it." Liu Qianqian turned her head away, but as Xiang Yang drove into the villa and heard the barking of her pet dog in the house, she was too lazy to waste her energy on this man.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the garage, she took advantage of Xiang Yang not paying attention, let go of her hand, opened the door and got out of the car without looking back.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang reluctantly shouted in the car: "Don't leave, I need your help!"

"I don't care."

With her chin raised proudly and without looking back, Liu Qianxi left a sentence and quickly walked around the swimming pool to the front of the house.

Inside, Fantuan and Laifu kept moaning as if they had smelled their master's scent.Their cries seemed to be in the same mood as their masters, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction with Xiangyang mixed in them.

As soon as the door opened, before Liu Qianqian could step in, the two dogs swooped out.

"Woooo~"

"Laifu~rice balls~do you miss your mother~"

"Wang Wang~"

Squatting down and stroking the soft hair of her two pet dogs, Liu Qianqian still felt unsatisfied. She pulled back her fallen hair, looked around and muttered: "Where did Dongdong go? Are you here and I'm not?" When you were in school, did you ever bully Dongdong~"

"Woooo~"

"Hey, what did Xiangyang bring?" Seeing Xiangyang coming out of the garage, carrying a roll of something like a carpet, walking towards the workshop in the villa, she blinked curiously, "Could it be , the smelly guy really needs my help with something?

Or, he didn't lie on the set? "

With doubts, she stood up gently.

While frowning and staring, she saw Xiang Yang carefully placing the things on the flat ground under the moonlight. He first opened the door and turned on the light in the workroom, then came out to pick up the roll of things and take it into the house.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Liu Qianqian was curious and walked towards the work room.

The two dogs quickly followed, jumping around beside her legs.

When she came to the workroom, in front of the open door, Liu Qianqian poked her head inside.

This group of workspaces is very large. In addition to a few chairs, the space inside is a long table for designers, a few mannequins, and some movable wooden boards similar to blackboards, with many sketches posted on them. When Xiang Yang returns home, he occasionally concentrates on his work.

Some of his commonly used fabrics and some tools are neatly categorized and placed in the storage area.

Liu Qianqian is very familiar with this place, because she personally selected everything...

"What are you doing~"

Seeing Xiang Yang bending down to examine the scroll that aroused her curiosity, Liu Qianqian gently knocked on the open door.

"you guess…"

(End of this chapter)