The sun disappeared in the afternoon.

The sky became gray and it seemed like it was going to rain again.

When the car drove down the ring road, it encountered road construction at the exit.

The dust was flying and the sky was blocked, so they had no choice but to roll up the windows.

The car bumped, and Su Qingyue felt the temperature rise.

After entering Baiziwan, the road becomes more twists and turns, and there are many potholes in places.

On both sides are bungalows with the word "demolished" written all over them.

But the storefronts along the street are still open for business.

Some are hung with pink lamps - "Wenzhou Beauty Salon".

Some are fly restaurants and small bars.

The door is basically kept closed.

Occasionally, people passing by are fashionably dressed but tired.

Coupled with the gray sky, Su Qingyue felt that the entire Baiziwan seemed not to be awake.

Jia Naixiang, in the back row, lamented: "Why is this place so remote? It feels like I'm in Xiangji Village."

"Xiangji Village?" Su Qingyue asked subconsciously.

Jia Naixiang was startled and didn't have time to answer.

The taxi driver who was driving the car smiled evilly and continued: "Oh, it's just the place to find a mother-in-law. It's almost the same here, just a bit more upscale. Good figure and high quality." He opened his mouth and couldn't stop talking, and gave them all his treasures.

Introduction: "Let me tell you, generally we don't recommend this place, it's expensive and pretentious!"

I don’t understand why the driver in Pingjing is so well-connected.

And they have no regard for the feelings of passengers.

Su Qingyue and Jia Naixiang blushed unconsciously.

I noticed that my good sister was looking out the window pretending to be nonchalant.

Su Qingyue's forehead was filled with black lines and she said: "Master, hurry up a little bit, we are in a hurry."

Then the car fell into a strange silence.

After a while, a red brick wall surrounded by white walls began to appear in front of me.

Inside the wall are pieces of Soviet-style spire factory buildings, and most of the factory walls have been replaced with floor-to-ceiling glass.

They stopped at the gate of the factory and paid to get off.

Before getting out of the car and leaving, the driver said enthusiastically: "Brother, listen to my brother's advice, this place is not cost-effective."

No one responded to him.

Sister Haohao called the person she made an appointment with.

While waiting for that person, a fair-skinned and tall girl passed by them.

Su Qingyue heard her say: "I can't do it tonight. I have to accompany Lao Han tonight. Director An just started a new film. He is the assistant director. He mentioned to me before that he would give me a role." She said.

As he spoke, his tone was low but with a little excitement. He paused and then said: "That's okay, then you can wait for me in Sanlitun."

She spoke and walked past them.

After a while, the person who made the appointment walked out of the factory.

Wearing a white women's windbreaker, very elegant.

A pair of high-heeled boots and skinny jeans.

Dark triangular scarf, swaying in various ways.

At first, I thought she was a fashionable woman, but when I took a closer look, I realized she was a strong man.

"Hi, are you here to see the costumes?" The man greeted them, his voice was rough, but he pretended to be feminine. Su Qingyue felt very strange when he and sister Haohao introduced themselves as: Helen, from Beihe.

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"Helen, just Helen..." Su Qingyue didn't think too carefully.

While Helen was talking, she didn't even look at my good sister seriously.

Instead, he glanced at Jia Naixiang a few more times, with a charming look in his eyes.

"Hello, Brother Hai." Jia Naixiang subconsciously responded to this look.

Su Qingyue also followed: "Brother Hai, you usually mainly..."

"What's your name, brother?"

Before they finished speaking, Helen raised her orchid fingers and interrupted them.

Added: "Call me sister."

…

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Jia Naixiang's voice was hoarse, as if he wanted to swallow back what he just said.

Fortunately, Su Qingyue responded quickly and said: "Sister Helen."

"Hey...haha, good..."

The embarrassment was finally resolved.

Su Qingyue also realized once again that people cannot help themselves when they are in the world.

Walking in the factory area, Su Qingyue noticed that it was occupied by various photography studios and film studios.

There are also some studios.

Helen introduced to them that this place used to be a factory.

Later, the factory's efficiency was not good, and it was later changed into a creative park, which is what it is now.

"Many people have moved here now. It's comfortable and cheap. And it's all two- and three-story. The overall feeling is very transparent and not depressing." As he spoke, he arrived at his Fuhua Road warehouse, and there was a Ji parked at the door.

A’s pickup truck.

He pushed open the iron door and turned on the lights, and rows of costumes appeared in front of them. He introduced them: "Let me tell you, my clothes were used in "The Legend of Princess", and I also took on the play directed by Zhang Bing.

"

He was talking.

Su Qingyue nodded very politely.

In fact, I don’t know who Zhang Bing is, but I know "The Legend of Princess".

A costume drama that has been played more than "Journey to the West".

Although it is a bit messy, from a professional point of view, it is by no means crude.

When I walked into the warehouse, I saw that although the decoration inside was simple, it was even just painted with white paint.

It's very neat.

Costumes, like merchandise in a shopping mall, look even more colorful under the warm spotlights.

Three people were walking among them.

There are not only ancient costumes here, but also modern costumes and war scenes.

Helen introduced: "Many crew members came to me, not only Zhang Bing, but also An Teng and Wan Kang... After the play is over, the costumes are all here."

Of the two people behind, Su Qingyue only knew Wankang.

A person who specializes in filming legendary costume dramas is a bit messy.

But it is in line with the perception and taste of the market and the general public.

Look at each item carefully.

Su Qingyue felt that these clothes were not as good as Helen boasted.

They are nothing more than exquisite packaging that makes them look high-end.

But deep down, it feels like a photo prop in a suburban film and television city.

Rough and simple, yet gorgeous with an earthy smell.

But there was much more to come, so they patiently continued to read.

Helen's cell phone rang at this time.

He stopped and picked up.

"Okay, what time can you tell me, dear? Okay, just banana. Well, dear, it's agreed." When he spoke, he smiled charmingly, and after a while he said: "That guy was too bad yesterday."

Yes, the girl has been hinting for a long time, and he is still there..."
To be continued...