Universal Music
Fan Bing Bing arrived at the appointed time. She didn't believe the address at first.
She only believed it when she saw Luo Yun Chu in the recording studio, signing with one of the top ten record companies in the world.
It seems he's not only rich but also well-connected.
Seeing Fan Bing Bing outside, carrying a small bag and looking like a modern urban beauty, Luo Yun Chu put down his work and went out to greet her.
“Fan… Sister, you're here.”
Fan Bing Bing crossed her arms and smiled.
“You know to call me sister today.”
Luo Yun Chu had everything ready, waiting for the lead actress, so naturally, he wouldn't go against her wishes.
“I was just joking with you yesterday; take a look at the script first.”
“MV has a script?”
In Fan Bing Bing's understanding, those things are just casually filmed.
MVs can be shot casually, but if Luo Yun Chu had the means, he wanted to make it better.
Now that the lead actress was here, he took out the script and made a small request.
“Sister, can you wear a cheongsam? This is a 古风 (gufeng) MV; we'll go to a scenic spot to film.”
Fan Bing Bing didn't expect such high requirements for an MV. She said lazily.
“Fine, do you know my measurements?”
Luo Yun Chu's answer was that he had all the measurements.
When Fan Bing Bing handed the bag to Luo Yun Chu, she blew a breath in his ear.
“Remember, buy the size for my sister in the future; it's definitely not an empty bag.”
Luo Yun Chu: “…”
He didn't doubt the truth of this sentence, but looking at the small bag hanging on his shoulder, he felt like he had become an assistant.
He put the bag on the sofa beside him, just sat down, and his butt hadn't even warmed up.
An aunt's voice came from the fitting room.
“Little brother, come help me; the zipper on this dress is stuck.”
Luo Yun Chu walked to the door and said.
“You, at least, calm down; can I come in now?”
“You're still so polite; come in.”
The voice reached his ears, and Luo Yun Chu pushed the door open. Fan Bing Bing had her back to him.
Her back was white like jade, and a section of black bra strap was clearly visible on her shoulder.
The zipper on the cheongsam was stuck in the middle; her hand couldn't reach it, and she couldn't use any force from this angle.
Fan Bing Bing wasn't lying; she really couldn't pull it up. There was no need to make jokes about this.
“Hurry up.”
A slightly coquettish voice urged Luo Yun Chu, and he had no choice but to step forward, hold the zipper, and pull it slowly, avoiding snagging her skin.
It was quick, and he had no thoughts of taking advantage.
Fan Bing Bing was actually a little nervous. She knew how attractive she was to a man.
If Luo Yun Chu really wanted to take advantage of her, unless she screamed, it would be really hard to solve.
But if she screamed, it would definitely damage her reputation.
It's just that he used his actions to tell her that she was overthinking.
After Luo Yun Chu pulled it up, he said.
“Okay, I'm going out.”
Fan Bing Bing turned around and smiled.
“Wait, little brother, why are you blushing? No way, you're shy just from pulling a zipper?”
She seemed to have seen something new.
Luo Yun Chu subconsciously touched his face; it didn't seem red?
Seeing Fan Bing Bing's mischievous successful look, he admitted that Fan Bing Bing wasn't an old aunt; aunts weren't this annoying.
Seeing that Luo Yun Chu was about to leave, Fan Bing Bing pulled him and said.
“Don't, wait, help sister put on her shoes.”
Luo Yun Chu resisted.
“I'm not your little assistant.”
“Sister is being your MV lead actress for free; you're not even willing to put on my shoes? There are many people outside who want to put on my shoes, but I wouldn't let them.”
“I'm not a dog who licks your feet.”
“What's a dog who licks your feet?”
“Nothing, I'll help you put on your shoes; don't make trouble later when you're filming.”
“Okay~” Fan Bing Bing could tell that Luo Yun Chu was just tough on the surface, but he was actually soft-hearted and a good person.
Just now, any other man would have taken advantage, but he was well-behaved.
Teasing him a little would make him blush.
He had actually blushed just now, but it wasn't his face; it was his ears that turned red.
That little cowardly look was really cute.
Luo Yun Chu took out the shoes; they were a pair of classical high heels. There wasn't much emphasis on the MV, as long as they looked good.
Fan Bing Bing sat on a stool in the corner and took off her original shoes; a pair of small jade feet wrapped in black silk was delivered right in front of him.
Luo Yun Chu took the high heels and was about to put them on, but Fan Bing Bing's other foot wouldn't stop swaying, almost poking him in the face.
He couldn't stand it anymore.
“Slap!”
“Can the aunt just calm down a little?”
Fan Bing Bing's foot was slapped hard; she gasped in grievance.
“My feet hurt after wearing high heels for a long time; don't you even know how to help sister rub them before putting on the shoes?”
Luo Yun Chu couldn't tell if Fan Bing Bing was being sincere or not. If she was sincere, then her acting skills could win her an award.
“I'll rub for you, old lady, okay?”
The more he resisted, the more this woman seemed to like teasing him.
“Little brother, you know you're wrong; sister forgives you.” Fan Bing Bing took advantage of the situation.
Luo Yun Chu rolled his eyes, grabbed her jade feet, and pressed them—not just ordinary pressing, but with a bit of internal energy to press.
Fan Bing Bing felt a little guilty looking at Luo Yun Chu, who bowed his head and concentrated on pressing her feet. This little man was too easy to fool.
“Hmm… it feels so good.”
It's not that he actually knew how to press; she just wanted to tease him.
The soles of her feet were warm; the previous aches seemed to disappear in an instant.
She didn't dare imagine what it would be like if Luo Yun Chu was her assistant; how fun and comfortable it would be every day.
“Done.”
After pressing, Luo Yun Chu directly put on the shoes and left, not giving Fan Bing Bing a chance to speak.
After going out, Luo Yun Chu changed into a modern gufeng outfit and was also holding a set of white shirts; Fan Bing Bing only came out of the fitting room leisurely.
Aunt Fan was wearing a sky-blue cheongsam; her waist was as slender as a willow, her peach-shaped hips were wrapped by the cheongsam, and as she took steps, they went up and down, moving in sync with the hairpin on her head, making the men present stare straight ahead.
This was a natural beauty.
Luo Yun Chu brought a coat and put it on Fan Bing Bing's shoulders without a word, covering her fiery figure.
Fan Bing Bing tilted her head and said.
“Little brother, you have a strong possessive desire.”
Luo Yun Chu said indifferently.
“It's only a few degrees outside; if you don't like wearing it, just take it off.”
Fan Bing Bing blushed; she seemed to be a little narcissistic.
…
Noon
The sun shone through the thick clouds, and the temperature rose a little.
Luo Yun Chu took her to the filming location, guiding the camera position while telling Fan Bing Bing what to do later.
At first, Fan Bing Bing didn't care; it was just an MV after all. If it wasn't for Luo Yun Chu inviting her, she wouldn't even bother to film it.
But later, she really changed her opinion.
They were in a retro room, with only one camera.
Aunt Fan arched her little butt and lay on the desk; Luo Yun Chu leaned over beside her, holding a brush and her small hand, writing on the paper.
She thought it was just a fake pose, but he actually wrote.
Ephemeral beings born in the morning and dying at dusk, for humans, how short is time?
The wings of the ephemerals, beautiful clothes. The heart is worried, where shall I return to?
The wings of the ephemerals, colorful clothes. The heart is worried, where shall I rest?
The ephemerals dig and read, hemp clothes like snow. The heart is worried, to whom shall I speak?
Each word was powerful and vigorous, elegant and unrestrained. Although Fan Bing Bing didn't understand the meaning, she couldn't help but feel sharp.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Luo Yun Chu; his side profile was clear and distinct, like a delicate relief carving.
The dim oil lamp illuminated his eyelashes and slightly pursed thin lips.
She could also hear the little man's clear singing voice next to her ear, combined with the accompaniment.
“The old place is like a return; the moon is rounder, but more lonely.”
“The candlelight that is awake in the middle of the night can't bear to blame me.”
“A pot of drifting, wandering the world is hard to swallow.”
“After you left, the wine warmed my memories, but my thoughts grew thinner.”
…
At some point, Fan Bing Bing really fell. When Luo Yun Chu finished filming and looked at the effects, her heart was beating fast.
She looked down at the line of brushstrokes; it was beautiful.
How long would it take to practice to achieve this? And the song just now.
Even though she didn't understand music, she could tell that the song was very beautiful, a combination of Chinese style and pop music.
This little man was not only as gentle as jade but also had a lot of talent…
She overturned all her previous evaluations of him. He wasn't unmotivated but actually had the ability to be arrogant.
…