"What gift? Let me take a look at it quickly. It's out of date, why are you preparing a gift for me? I didn't bring you anything!"
Ni Bingyan dragged her suitcase through the door and closed the door behind her.
The crew finished filming and hurriedly packed up and mailed things. After finishing, they came right over. She didn't even think about preparing a gift for Peng Huan. BIquGe.biz
After all, I will take her home to play with her for a few days in two days, and there will be plenty of opportunities to show my kindness to the landlord.
"Didn't I tell you before that I took a job and went to Jinling? A local friend took me shopping with me. When I saw this, I wanted to buy it for you. Hey, it is so beautiful! You must be beautiful to deserve it. Come on! Wait, I'll show it to you."
Peng Huan put down the camera hanging around his neck and bent down to drag the box in the closet.
She is a pretty girl, and she always talks about beauty. Ni Bingyan has long been used to it, and he doesn't argue. He finds a nearby chair to sit down and starts chatting.
"We've had so many phone calls lately, and you actually held back and didn't say anything?"
Unexpectedly, Sister Huan, who seemed so carefree, could be so tight-lipped. Ni Bingyan admired her very much!
"It's a surprise, right? Haha! This is the effect you want! I've been holding it in for so long just for this day! It's a pity that I forgot to record your expression just now, haha! It's so interesting!"
Peng Huan laughed and put the brand new small suitcase on the bed, opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, and then opened the buckle with two "pop, pop" sounds.
Ni Bingyan hurriedly came over.
What on earth is it that is so well hidden?
"Oh my God! Isn't this so beautiful?!"
When the box is opened, the first thing you see is a warm golden light, like the afterglow of the sunset being intercepted, warm and soft.
Looking carefully, she discovered that it was a folded red shirt with auspicious patterns embroidered with gold thread. It was so gorgeous that she couldn't help but exclaim!
"This is...a set of Hanfu?"
Ni Bingyan lifted the clothes up by the collar, and saw that there were skirts and the like in the box.
She didn't know much about Hanfu, so she couldn't recognize the shape or fabric of it. Anyway, it just looked very rich.
"Hehe, isn't it beautiful? This is made by the serious Yun Brocade. It is a Hanfu made in the Ming Dynasty. Put it on and keep it and transform into a noblewoman of the Ming Dynasty. How about it, sister, are you good to me? I'm thinking of you all the time when I go on a business trip!"
Peng Huan picked up the skirt and gestured to her body. While gesticulating, he nodded and seemed very satisfied with her vision.
"Yunjin? That's too expensive. Why did you buy this for me?"
No matter how amateur you are, you know this is expensive.
After all, there is a hand-woven cheongsam made of colorful brocade at home. The gold thread is real gold and the blue thread is peacock feathers. The generous Mr. Jiang paid hundreds of thousands for it. Even the original owner, a little fairy who doesn’t eat fireworks, even I couldn't help but ask about the price.
In his memory, the original owner sighed to Jiang Sheng: "Sure enough, our Hualiu is the best. Compared with foreign haute couture dresses, these are the most luxurious things left by our ancestors."
Ni Bingyan, a country bumpkin, couldn't distinguish the types of Yun brocade. He just thought that all Yun brocades were so expensive, and suddenly felt that the clothes on hand were a bit hot.
"Oh my, this is not embroidered with real gold, nor is it hand-made. It is just machine embroidered. It is not expensive, so don't feel any psychological burden. I heard the salesperson said that the makeup fabric made of real hand-made gold thread, in ancient times, But those who make dragon robes are ridiculously expensive now, and I can’t afford them.”
As soon as she said this, Ni Bingyan accepted it generously.
Clothes are second, the most rare thing is this heart.
In the afternoon, Peng Huan still had work to do. Ni Bingyan wanted to visit an acquaintance's class, but after thinking about it, he decided not to go.
Her peers are enemies. She has almost no personal relationships with young female celebrities of the same age, and has no idea of hyping up sisterhood.
An actor who is relatively familiar and happens to be filming in Hengdian, even if he goes to visit the cast openly, will inevitably be fabricated by the unscrupulous media. Considering Sister Wei's blood pressure, it is better to forget it.
As for those seniors who are worthy of respect, it is even more difficult to visit the class.
The work of the crew is actually very tiring. They are old and lack energy. If she goes, she will disturb their work and there will be nothing to talk about when they meet. It is really unnecessary.
After thinking about it, she simply took out the script of "Demon Suppression Tower" and started reading it.
However, as she looked at it, her eyes couldn't help but drift towards the box containing the Hanfu...
Speaking of which, apart from filming, I have never worn Hanfu in real life, especially one so beautiful. If I don't wear it, how can I be worthy of sister Huanhuan's sincerity?
"How about? Also give Sister Huanhuan a surprise?"
Just as soon as he thought of it, Ni Bingyan found matching shoes and warm clothes and trousers. He carried his suitcase and went to a good styling studio. He spent a long time and made a beautiful Ming Dynasty lady look. She looked like Which family's newly married daughter-in-law.
She originally wanted to have a girlish look, but the makeup artist said that the color was not tender enough and would not match a girl's hairstyle.
Well, Neri is just an old aunt in her thirties, so she doesn't pay that much attention.
After returning to the hotel to put away her things and taking the silk embroidered fan sent by the studio, Ni Bingyan went to pick up Peng Huan from get off work.
They also had a dinner date in the evening.
Her crew was in the final stage and there wasn't much work to do. When the appointed time came, Peng Huan came out of the crew.
Seeing her looking down at her phone, Ni Bingyan waved her hand and called her: "Sister Huanhuan, I'm here!"
There are many costume crews here, and there are often people walking around in costumes. Peng Huan didn't notice her at first, but when he heard her shouting, he looked up and couldn't turn his eyes away.
"It seems it's not amazing enough! You didn't even see me for the first time."
Ni Bingyan pretended to be sour, which made Peng Huan laugh again.
"Come on, come on, it's better to choose a different day than to hit it. I'll take a group of photos for you first. Don't worry, my photography skills are also very good!"
Videographers and photographers are two different types of work, but there are no rules. She is only good at one.
There are many antique buildings in the film and television city, and they will be very interesting if you take pictures of them. Ni Bingyan thought that Weibo has not been updated for a long time, so he agreed to take pictures and send them to Sister Wei later.
The two of them talked and took pictures along the way, stopping and looking for delicious food.
"Children of the Mountains" is currently in theaters recently, doing very well at the box office, and even Ni Bingyan has become famous.
The most obvious thing is that when walking on the road now, if she is not wearing a mask, someone will occasionally recognize her.
Probably these people had seen too many celebrities and just said hello to her. No one came up to talk to her or ask her to sign autographs or anything like that.
This made her feel very comfortable.
The two of them were happily enjoying this rare time together with friends, when they saw someone gathering in front of them, as if something was going on.
"What's going on here?"
Peng Huan was a little curious, so she stood on the curb and put her feet up to see what was going on, so Ni Bingyan simply pulled her over.
You don't have to hide it when you eat it in public~
With so many people watching, they are no different.
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