Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 97 The script begins with her (please follow up)
Silence always comes quietly.

"Let's go, it's time for me to take you back." When he came to the open door of the bathroom, Xiang Yang gently knocked on the door.

Liu Qianqian was lowering her head and rinsing the towel with cold water.

In the mirror, her fair face was still a little moist, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her face because of the water. If it weren't for her bright eyes, she would have looked even more charming.

"I'll be fine soon." Liu Qianqian responded softly and twisted the towel.

After making sure to wring it out, she hung it up carefully before coming to Xiang Yang's side.

"Come on, give me your hand." Xiang Yang looked at her curled lips and reached out to hold her hand. "Go back and get some rest early. You have a lot to do tomorrow."

"Yeah~" Liu Qianqian nodded with a smile.

After Xiang Yang's enlightenment and sorting out, she suddenly felt that staying in France was a very correct decision.

Not only because you can enjoy more time alone with Xiang Yang, but more importantly, you can get to know him and accompany him.And the two also confirmed their relationship...

After the moment when she couldn't suppress the throbbing in her heart and kissed him softly, Xiang Yang responded directly to her.

Originally, she would speculate from time to time whether she might have taken advantage of the other party because the relationship started too hastily and proactively.

But now, looking up at Xiang Yang who was watching her affectionately, she seemed to hear her own heartstrings whispering sweetly: "Follow your heart..."

"Do you have time on the weekend?" Liu Qianqian asked in a soft voice.

"Yes, although work is busy, I definitely have time to spend with you." Xiangyang smiled, and caressed Liu Qianqian's delicate face with her fingertips. She was a person who needed company and longed to find a place to rest.

Xiang Yang felt.

"Then I want you to give me all your rest time in the future. No matter what you are busy with, you..." Liu Qianqian raised her head, her eyes clear, "You belong to me."

Hearing this, Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, but soon nodded with a smile on his face. "Then it looks like we have a lot to do."

"Hey~" Liu Qianqian's eyelids were slightly raised, she raised her head higher and bit her lips lightly, "I want you to watch me grow up bit by bit."

"Then you have to slow down, be careful that I can't keep up with your pace." Xiang Yang said.

"I should keep up with you." After finishing her words, Liu Qianqian closed her eyes and gently held Xiang Yang's lips in her mouth, very gently.

She was afraid that Xiangyang, surrounded by warblers, would walk too fast one day and abandon her.

Every time she thought about it, she felt her heart tighten.

"Okay, it's time for us to leave. If you don't leave, I'll let you stay the night." After a gentle kiss, we parted. Xiang Yang tried his best to remain rational, "I told you, you are outstanding."

Liu Qianxi nodded and pursed her lips tightly.

It's time to leave in the pumpkin car, otherwise...

"Trust my vision, really." Xiang Yang lowered his head, kissed the cheek that his fingers had rubbed, then held the other person's hand and smiled calmly.

"I also believe in my vision." Liu Qianqian also smiled slightly, and her eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

"Then let's go, my pumpkin driver~"

"Pumpkin Driver?"

Xiang Yang's confused look made Liu Qianqian giggle.

Taking the split shot drawings drawn by Xiang Yang, she folded them carefully and put them in her bag. Holding Xiang Yang's arm, she reluctantly left this seemingly small cabin...if only it were bigger.

Sitting in the car, I looked up and glanced at the house where the lights were still on.

This way you can put a projector and watch movies better next time...

Most of the streets at night are quiet.

Occasionally when passing by some busy streets during the day, I can hear sporadic music coming from inside.

Driving on a smooth road, looking out the open window and breathing in the cool night air, Liu Qianqian held Xiang Yang's arm and smiled. She suddenly thought of another good idea.

It would have been even more magical if the protagonist was riding a carriage that often appeared in old photos of Paris in the early 20th century at midnight.Xiang Yang, who was concentrating on driving, also agreed with this point of view.

Horse-drawn carriages have a long history. During the early days of automobiles, they were still a major means of transportation for people to travel.

"If I have time tomorrow, I will look for Emile Zola's photos. I remember that when he took photos of Paris in the early 20th century, carriages often appeared in them."

"Hey, I'm smart." Hearing Xiang Yang's approval, Liu Qianqian put her pride on her face.

The playful look made Xiangyang want to stop the car.

"When did I ever call you stupid?"

"You said I was stupid."

"Is there?"

.......
Early the next morning, on the way to the company, Xiang Yang called Damien Chazelle.

Unlike the rich Anna Wintour and others, his living conditions were not even the slightest bit worse. When he received the call from Xiang Yang, he jumped up immediately when he listened sleepily to the inspiration about the carriage.

Nothing else...these people's minds are so crazy!
It really was an idea for a while, but he suddenly felt that this idea was great.

The sun was shining brightly during the day, and the hero and heroine traveled around Paris with their friends, going to the Louvre and the Palace of Versailles to get to know Picasso, Van Gogh, and Monet... During the process, for some reason, the hero and heroine had a dispute, and a rift developed in their relationship. ,night…

At night, when the heroine was walking on the streets of Paris with melancholy in her heart, it suddenly started to rain heavily. In a panic, she encountered a carriage passing by slowly. The gentleman on top asked the driver to stop...

How about a male protagonist?It seems that the male protagonist has been shaken in his relationship. When he came out of the hotel, he met a carriage and a woman who was more suitable for him.

This kind of story is more commercial.

Yes, this script needs to be written from the perspective of the male protagonist.

He met her when he was confused, melancholy, and doubtful that he might not be able to leave this relationship.

An inconspicuous, simply dressed, but very beautiful, graceful, and full of talent, a 'Paris girl' that is unforgettable.

She is not necessarily French, but like the male protagonist, she is very familiar with the history related to Paris, and she always has endless topics to talk about when she meets the male protagonist who has gradually fallen in love with Paris.

She enjoys music, loves art and life, like a bright light shining in the day.

Inconspicuous, but brighter than the moonlight in the dark night.

The male protagonist comes from Los Angeles. He is a writer. In order to write a novel about musicals, he came to Paris to learn about the history of jazz. He is talented but no one appreciates him. He even behaves a bit unbearably in front of his girlfriend and family.

Why come to Paris to learn about jazz?

Well, jazz originated in New Orleans in the beautiful country, but Paris is the paradise of jazz.

"Paris is a banquet, and jazz is the music of this banquet!"

The girlfriend who accompanied him was just a superficial woman who enjoyed drunken music.

And she...

Her blue sleeveless shirt and pink skirt yesterday were really beautiful...

"Hello? Are you listening?"

"Xiang, I'm listening, I know how to write the script!"

Damien Chazelle's voice sounded a little excited on the phone. Looking out the window at the sunny garden, looking at the green leaves reflecting the golden light, he shouted excitedly:

"Xiang, you must persuade Liu to play this role!"

"???" Hearing the roaring voice on the phone, Xiang Yang frowned.

Is this guy sick?

Liu Qianqian's role was originally assigned here, otherwise why would I be so concerned about it.

(End of this chapter)