Let you shoot a promotional video, but you shoot Xiuchun Dao

In the early morning of the next day, designers from Tsinghua University gathered in Fang Xin's studio.

Before they came, they had gotten to know each other with the students of the history department, and they had a rough idea of ​​some traditional costumes of the Ming Dynasty.

Everyone looked confident on their faces.

"This group of students is indeed very talented and deserves to come from the top universities."

Zhu Di and Cao Qingshui stood aside, and the two expressed emotion to each other.

Fang Xin was expressionless.

After understanding the situation, the designers couldn't wait to start writing, but Fang Xin was not in a hurry to let them start.

"Fang Dao, didn't you say that the inspiration came from the traditional costumes of the Ming Dynasty? Now that we all understand clearly, why..."

Fang Xin shook his head.

"Young people, don't be too impetuous."

The student who was bullied blushed, a little unconvinced.

"This is not impetuous. We have prepared professional knowledge before coming here. If you don't believe me, test me!"

"What is the Moonlight Dress?"

The student was speechless for a moment.

Other students whispered, and one of them quietly pushed an embarrassed boy.

"Chen Xiong, I told you not to stand out. He is a great director, and Professor Liu of our history department has said that most of the historical facts were obtained from Director Fang. You should stop playing tricks!"

The boy named Chen Xiong was quite unconvinced.

"Couldn't the Yuehua skirt be a traditional folk skirt? I've studied the skirts worn by noble ladies and royal families in history books. How could I know these!"

Fang Xin replied unhurriedly.

"But don't we only show the clothes of the royal family and noble ladies to foreign countries? Don't ordinary people deserve the right to show them!"

Chen Xiong was stunned for a moment.

Fang Xin's face was a little ugly, and he walked slowly in front of each student, paying attention to the expressions on their faces.

Then he sighed.

"What you show to foreign countries is not only the high-end clothing you think, but also what we can see everywhere in our daily life, so that it is compatible and representative."

"The Yuehua skirt is indeed the clothes worn by ordinary women in the Zhu Dynasty, but the reason why I deliberately mentioned it is because it has all kinds of colors in many clothes, and it is as bright as moonlight."

"Among them, the Yuehua skirt is also particular, the pleats at the waist are more delicate, and the length of the skirt has increased to ten."

Fang Xin explained slowly.

In the end, Chen Xiong was too ashamed to lift his head.

He is too arrogant!
Before coming here, he felt that his talent in design was comparable to that of a big director.

Because almost all the film works of this great director come from the hands of their designer students from Tsinghua University.

But think about it for yourself, who designed the manuscript for them?

Except for Fang Xin, no one else has this ability!
"Fang Dao, it is true that I am too short-sighted, and I will learn more from you in the future."

Chen Xiong can afford it and let it go.

After honestly apologizing, Fang Xin didn't care about it anymore and started teaching them.

"The clothes we are going to design this time with elements related to the Zhu Dynasty include net scarves, square scarves, and six-in-one hats..."

Fang Xin broke apart every relevant element that might be involved, and explained it to the students.

Many students nodded and took notes seriously.

After class, everyone is free to create.

Fang Xin didn't understand anything, he stayed still, and added pressure to the students, so he simply took Cao Qingshui and Zhu Di out for a stroll.

"I said Fang Xin, you can do it, there are students working for you, and we are supporting you, so you can feel at ease in your heart!"

Cao Qingshui laughed and teased him.

Fang Xin shook his head, his expression a little strict.

"Actually, I wanted to discuss this matter with you a long time ago. At that time, I was busy with new dramas and variety shows, so I didn't have time."

It was rare for Cao Qingshui to see him at such a moment, and he was a little dazed for a while.

Fang Xin still insisted on speaking.

"Minister Cao, I actually mentioned to you before that the gaps in our history and culture are slowly filling up, and the culture we have acquired should not rest on its laurels, but should be passed on."

"Pass it out? What if someone imitates it!"

Cao Qingshui's worry is not unreasonable, but its pattern is not as broad as Fang Xin's.

"You can't say that, let me ask you, if we don't spread the word, won't others learn from it?"

He meant something.

Cao Qingshui suddenly thought of the debate a long time ago, and fell silent.

"Also, if you don't spread the word and let everyone know that this thing belongs to your family, after people steal it casually, they will beat you up and say we copied it, don't you feel very aggrieved?"

The catwalk event that Tang Tang experienced last time is the best example.

Judy couldn't help interjecting next to her.

"I talked to Tang Tang about this two days ago, and she is still being scolded by the foreign designer's fans, saying that Tang Tang slandered people."

Cao Qingshui was completely silent.

Fang Xin is persuasive and persuasive.

"I know what you are worried about. Although our current history and culture have not been fully connected, but China has 6000 years of history, you have to believe that our culture is brilliant!"

After listening to him, Cao Qingshui stood where he was.

"I see."

It was as if his heart suddenly opened up, and all the doubts that had been stuck in his heart before were finally resolved one by one.

"You are worthy of being a great director. When you write a script, you look at the problem in a bigger way. In turn, in real life, you also see the long-term perspective than us."

Fang Xin smiled slightly.

When the three turned back, the students were still thinking hard.

They didn't make a sound, but watched from afar with their hands behind their backs.

"That Chen Xiong, when Professor Liu sent them over, specifically told me that his temper was a bit stubborn, but he is indeed talented."

Fang Xin understood what he meant.

"I will cherish my talent and love my talent!"

Cao Qingshui smiled with satisfaction.

……

They worked overtime here, but they still had troubles on the Internet.

Not only domestically, but even internationally, many netizens are eating melons and watching dramas.

"I remember that the designer who challenged was named Kells. He is a famous designer. Many of the clothes he designed were used as the finale in many shows in many places!"

"Why do you think Fang Xin has to fight hard with the other party? Although we have all seen his movies and know that his movies are really good, but design and movies are two different things!"

"I voted for Kells, just based on a director who has just become famous for a short time, it is impossible to compare with Kells who has a profound background!"

……

There was a lot of bad news on the Internet, and was finally interrupted by one thing.

On the way to work, Tangtang was splashed with hot water by a fan of Kells, scalding a large area.