At 6:30 in the morning, Mo Yan woke up from his sleep. He had a good night's sleep and was full of energy.
Half an hour later, she finished washing and knocked on the door of another room, only to see that the door was opened and Qin Yan was fully dressed.
Qin Yan smiled and said hello, "Good morning."
"Good morning."
Mo Yan also answered immediately, and the two of them forgot about the embarrassment last night, and they were like familiar friends.
Qin Yan raised his hand and looked at the time, "It's still early, can you take me to have breakfast?"
"Xiaolan has introduced me to a lot of delicious food in the past few days, but they are all roadside stalls. Can you do that?" Mo Yan raised her eyes and looked at him uncertainly.
Mo Yan wore an off-white sweater with a dark brown umbrella skirt today, and Oxford shoes of the same color underneath, revealing a small section of her slender white calves. The whole person looked gentle and artistic.
Qin Yan raised his lips and smiled playfully, and said softly, "You can stay with me anywhere."
I don't know if Mo Yan heard it clearly, but she turned around and walked out.
After leaving the hotel, the two of them quickly arrived at a breakfast stall. They were a couple in their fifties or sixties. The husband was kneading dough on the chopping board in the back, and the wife was frying and making soup in front of the stove.
Seeing Mo Yan, the landlady greeted with a smile, "Little girl, are you bringing your boyfriend over for breakfast today?"
"Well, I'm not a boyfriend, just an ordinary friend. Qin Yan, what do you want to eat?" Mo Yan's cheeks were slightly red, and he explained awkwardly, then turned his head to look at Qin Yan.
"Same as you." Qin Yan next to him pursed his lips slightly, with a smile still on his face, and nodded slightly to the landlady.
"Then help me with two portions of spicy soup, one portion of fried dough sticks, one portion of steamed buns, and one portion of steamed buns."
After Mo Yan ordered the meal and paid the money, he immediately ran away and pulled him to sit at the small table outside.
It was past seven o'clock and there were very few people on the streets of the small town. Qin Yan glanced at the old couple who were enjoying each other, looked at Mo Yan with a smile and said, "Don't you envy them too?"
"Well, it's not easy for two people to grow old together, but it's good to be able to live a plain and fulfilling life in the end." Mo Yan said slowly while looking at the street in the distance.
"We can also grow old together. What do you think of rich people?"
"Being able to absorb more wealth than others is a bit of an advantage, but it should be obtained in a proper way. It would be better if it can be used for the people."
After listening, Qin Yan nodded seriously, "Well, I can definitely do it."
Mo Yan was confused by what he heard and wanted to say something else, but the landlady just happened to bring all the meals over, "Two portions of spicy soup, one portion of fried dough sticks, one portion of steamed buns, and one portion of steamed buns. Eat slowly."
Qin Yan started the meal without any courtesy, his movements were elegant and dignified, as if he was eating French food with three Michelin stars. After tasting each one, he praised, "Mo Yan, you are so awesome, you ordered all the things I like to eat."
Mo Yan raised his head and glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that there was something different about this man and that he spoke strangely.
But she didn't answer the call, and instead immersed herself in eating breakfast. She had to go back to the hotel quickly. She also had to go to the museum with Xiaolan to complete the final shooting task.
Soon, the two came to the door of Mo Yan's previous room, and she asked, "What are your plans for today?"
"I'll accompany you. When the shooting is over, we will go back to Hangzhou together." Qin Yan looked at the phone, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, and answered without raising his head.
He created a stumbling block for Lu's company in Shencheng, and Mr. Lu is now in Beicheng, so Lu Entropy had to leave overnight and rush to Shencheng. In other words, the air in Zhongmu County now is extremely fresh.
Ji Yu just sent him a WeChat message with the flight information of Lu Entropy's departure.
After hearing what he said, Mo Yan frowned slightly, a little embarrassed, "We have signed a confidentiality agreement for the content of our shooting. No one else is allowed to be present at the shooting scene except the staff."
With a click, Xiaolan opened the door next door. When she saw Mo Yan, she greeted Mo Yan with a bright smile, "Xiao Yan, morning..."
Before he finished speaking, he paused immediately, became cautious and respectful, and bowed, "Hello, Mr. Qin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Yan, finally understanding that the sponsor of last night's dinner party was this big boss next to him.
Just a second ago, I was explaining to him that irrelevant people were not allowed to be present at the filming site, which would kill the community. He was the financier, Baba, and he could make this filming game happen with just a few clicks of his fingers.
, and talk about whether you are present or not.
Qin Yan glanced at Mo Yanshe's dead expression, smiled playfully, and leaned closer to her, "Call me Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin makes me look old. Mo Yan and I are classmates."
Mo Yan glared at him, then changed the subject and handed the breakfast to Xiaolan, "Here's your breakfast, we'll set off after eating it."
Qin Yan looked at Mo Yan with a pair of peach-blossom eyes and a smile, without giving Xiaolan a single glance.
Soon we found the shooting location. Today’s theme is the performance of the konghou during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The song Mo Yan composed based on the poem “Li Ping Kunghou Yin” by the poet Li He of the Tang Dynasty was used. It is also the top priority this time. Everyone is interested in it.
Take it very seriously.
Mo Yan put on a beauty sacrifice and a white cross-collar chest-length dress. Mo Yan's hair was pulled into a bun with clouds. She wore a red emerald beaded crest on her head and a red plum blossom on her forehead. She was originally cold white.
Her skin makes her even more beautiful; and her cool temperament, paired with this costume and makeup, the final effect is noble and elegant, just like the beauty in the Konghou Lady picture.
The studio was set in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. When the moon was rising above the willow trees, a beauty was standing by the river at Xuanchuang. With the clear breeze and bright moon, the clear and ethereal sound of the harp was heard.
In the corner of the studio, Qin Yan was sitting in an armchair, with his knees slightly open, his right hand leaning on the back of the chair, lazily supporting his chin, his peach blossom eyes half-squinted, locked on Mo Yan, his eyes bright and bright.
Color is deep.
He took out his mobile phone, carefully took a few pictures and saved them, then glanced at the photographer not far away.
Then he stood up, strode over, handed him a business card, "Hello, send all the photos you took of Mo Yan in the past few days to my email."
The girl he fell in love with was always so exciting that he wanted to declare his sovereignty to the whole world in the next second.
But it was just a thought. He had enough patience and perseverance towards Mo Yan to make her nod willingly.
Mr. Li was so impressed that he was standing by. He walked to the photographer and looked at the promotional photo he took, "Kunshan jade is broken, fragrant orchids are weeping, and the bright moon shines brightly on the ink smoke. This one is very good. Mr. Qin, Director Liu
, what do you think?"
Mr. Li pointed to a photo of Mo Yan sitting on his knees and playing the harp under the willow tree by the river under the bright moon.
Director Liu agreed, "The people are beautiful in the ink smoke, and the photos are beautiful, and Mr. Li's words are very suitable."
Qin Yan glanced at it and said to Mr. Li with a smile, "Teacher Li is right."
"Okay, now let the official Weibo of Folk Music Documentary post a message, and the Internet, TV media and wall outdoor advertising will follow suit later."
Before Mo Yan finished filming, this news became the top trending topic on Xlang Weibo.
In this Internet age, it only takes a few seconds to become famous.
After Qingtian pulled Li Weiwei to jump around a few times, she called Mo Yan but didn't answer. Remembering that she should be filming, she had to forward the link to her, adding the sentence "Sister, I am your number one fan, little fireworks."
Wealth and honor, don’t forget each other~mua! (*╯3╰)]