Song Qiao replied, "I'm going to attend the movie premiere tonight, I've arranged it in advance."
"What time is the show?" Gu Jingting asked.
"Eight o'clock."
Gu Jingting's drinking party tonight started at seven o'clock, and it couldn't end within an hour anyway. He calculated the time and did not embarrass Song Qiao.
"You go ahead." He said.
Song Qiao was a little surprised that Gu Jingting was so talkative. She glanced at him suspiciously and was accurately caught in her gaze, "Look again, follow me to the wine party."
That's not necessary.
Song Qiao quickly looked away, turned around and walked out.
When she handed the documents to Gu Jingting, it was already time to get off work. At this time, she simply packed up her things and clocked out, leaving just enough time to pack up and attend the premiere.
Walking out of the company gate, Momo was already waiting outside in his car.
Song Qiao sat in, rubbed his hands and said repeatedly, "Come on, I'm exhausted today. After attending the premiere, you must accompany me to have a hot pot meal."
"Why, your boss Gu is still willing to tease you?" Momo joked and merged the car into the traffic flow.
Song Qiao paused and said softly, "I have nothing to do with him. Don't talk nonsense in the future. It will be hard to explain to someone who cares about it, and it will also avoid causing trouble to him."
This posture is wrong.
Momo originally thought that Song Qiao and Gu Jingting's quarrel was just a small quarrel and they would be reconciled in a few days. However, after so long, it seemed to be more serious.
She was puzzled, but she knew enough not to ask.
"Okay, I was too talkative just now." Momo slapped her mouth twice and said with a smile, "Please, Ms. Song Qiao, be merciful and don't argue with me."
Song Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I think you shouldn't be an agent, you should be an actor. You are more addicted to acting every day than I am."
"That won't work. I'm afraid that if I turn around and steal your Best Actress title, you'll fall out with me," Momo said.
"Don't come here." Song Qiao scolded with a smile.
After all, it was a premiere, so Song Qiao still had to clean up.
Momo drove the car directly to a secluded courtyard.
It is located in the city center, but the surrounding area is very quiet. All the buildings are in the style of a Chinese courtyard, with black tiles and white walls, and are surrounded by green bamboo trees. It is very quiet.
"Where is this?" Song Qiao wondered.
Momo parked the car and explained to her, "This is our studio from now on. The location here is good, it's convenient to go anywhere, and the security is very tight. Normal people can't get in. This can prevent paparazzi from getting in in the future."
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She said, leading Song Qiao inside.
After entering the gate, the first thing you see is the screen wall. When you go around, you see the pavement paved with bluestones inside and the bamboos planted in the corners.
Walking further inside, the interior decoration style is still Chinese style. Each separated room is even inscribed with calligraphy, including a dressing room, a photography room, a fitting room...
"So fully prepared?" Song Qiao was surprised.
"Mr. Gu said that since we want to get it, we might as well get a complete set, so as not to have to go outside if we are short of something." Momo said, "But we are still making preparations, and now we have to clean up the dressing room first.
Go in."
She opened the door and pushed Song Qiao inside.
The makeup artist was already waiting inside. When he saw Song Qiao appear, he greeted her with a smile and said, "Teacher Song, from now on we will be your exclusive makeup team. We are attending the premiere today, so how about simple makeup?"
Song Qiao had no objection, "Just watch and come."
They say it's simple, but actually they added a lot of ingenuity to Song Qiao's makeup.
For example, how to weaken the edges and corners, highlight the advantages, and then fill in the gaps. The final effect of the entire makeup made Song Qiao couldn't help but be amazed.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and it seemed that she had changed a lot, but she didn't seem to have changed at all, but she looked very similar to the protagonist of "Leaving", the Oiran.
It was as if she had traveled to the present and continued to live.
In fact, it is not appropriate to say this. After all, the oiran is played by Song Qiao and is the same. But in fact, the character in the play is very different from Song Qiao himself, which means that it is easy to distinguish them.
But now, this difference has been greatly reduced.
"Teacher Song, what do you think?" the makeup artist asked.
Song Qiao nodded, "Very good."
They found another black one-piece suit and trousers, Song Qiao put it on, and tied his hair into a high ponytail, looking a bit like an ancient swordsman.
"Awesome, perfect." The makeup artist clapped her hands, "That's it."
Song Qiao turned around in front of the mirror and felt that there was no problem.
Momo was outside and pushed the door open. Seeing that Song Qiao had packed up, she quickly said, "No problem, just leave quickly. It's almost seven o'clock. If you wait any longer, you'll be late."
Song Qiao hurriedly walked out.
Even though it looked like I had plenty of time, when I arrived at the scene, I was almost on time. After all, the traffic on the road was jammed, making the journey extremely difficult.
"Song Qiao, Song Qiao is here."
Song Qiao got out of the car, and reporters outside swarmed in, holding microphones and wanting to interview him.
But Liang Dashan walked over directly and pushed them away, "Hey, give way. We have to wait for the interview and there is plenty of time. Let us go in first."
He was in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.
Song Qiao was dragged away, and after leaving the reporter behind, she asked strangely, "Director Liang, there is still some time before the premiere, why are you in such a hurry?"
"What can happen?" Liang Dashan rolled his eyes, "Don't they just want to ask about Yang Qingyue?"
Yang Qingyue was arrested a while ago, which caused an uproar. Now this movie is the first movie she has participated in since returning to China. The reporters couldn't help but ask questions and try to find out something.
Liang Dashan said, "I haven't had time to contact you these days. I'm afraid you'll talk nonsense in front of them later. Why don't I take you away first?"
"Speaking of which, how did you deal with those clips about Yang Qingyue?" Song Qiao was a little curious as she thought about business.
After all, Yang Qingyue's role occupies a large proportion in the movie.
"Deal with it? I'll just dig a hole and bury her before disposing of her!" Liang Dashan yelled angrily, "This bastard is thinking about causing trouble every day."
God knows how much he collapsed when he learned that something happened to Yang Qingyue.
Originally, the movie premiere could have been earlier, but who would have thought that something like this happened right after the film was edited, and he could only deal with it urgently while cursing her.
Song Qiao was not in a hurry. Since he still had time to scold, it meant that he had taken care of it.
She asked curiously, "Please tell me how she arranged those titles."
"What else can I do? Change the script." Liang Dashan gritted his teeth.
He temporarily hired a screenwriter to revise Yang Qingyue's script, deleting scenes of her again and again. In the end, when it was really impossible to delete them, he used long shots or blurred them.
