Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

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"Director Han, Brother Han, you're back?"

The car slowly drove into the filming location in the suburbs of Shanghai.

The scene before my eyes gradually changed from a modern city skyline to a meticulously constructed neighborhood full of old-fashioned charm.

This is one of the famous film and television shooting bases in China, known for its perfect replication of the old Shanghai "Bund".

The street is narrow, lined with mottled brick and stone buildings, where signs in traditional Chinese characters are still faintly visible.

The place, with its various establishments like "Da Guangming Barber Shop," "Rongchangxiang Silk Shop," and "Deyilou Teahouse," interspersed with neon-lit "Nightclub" and "Dance Hall" signs, creates a unique atmosphere that blends the everyday life of the city with luxury.

The air seemed to be filled with the creaking of old records and the ambiguous smell of butter and cigarettes.

This location holds many memories of classic films and television shows.

The street scene outside the opening of Stephen Chow's classic film "Kung Fu Hustle" was filmed here.

As time goes by, it will now witness the unfolding of another story.

The film crew was busy in the open space in front of the building.

Some were setting up tracks and lighting equipment, while others were moving vintage furniture and props.

Han Han was the first to push open the door and get out of the car.

Several staff members carrying wooden crates passed by, saw him, casually raised their chins, and called out "Director Han is here!" or "Brother Han!" without stopping, continuing to do their work.

They were clearly his old team members who had followed him for many years and knew him inside and out; they were so familiar with each other that there was no need for formalities.

But when Gu Qing stepped out of the back seat of the Mercedes and stood up straight, his almost universally recognized face appeared on the somewhat chaotic film set, time seemed to pause briefly.

"Teacher Gu?! It really is Teacher Gu?!"

"Teacher Gu! My whole family loves watching your 'Nirvana in Fire'! Mei Changsu!"

"Hello, Mr. Gu! I...I'm a fan of yours. Could...could you please sign my autograph? Just on my work shirt!"

The enthusiastic staff all gathered around.

Exclamations, inquiries, and excited voices instantly shattered the order on set.

The most outrageous incident involved a young stagehand who was originally climbing a ladder nearly three meters high, but was afraid that if he arrived late, he wouldn't be able to get an autograph.

Halfway up, he felt the pace was too slow, so he gritted his teeth and jumped down from a not-so-short height. He stumbled when he landed and almost fell.

"Xiao Xu, be careful!"

Han Han was startled by this reckless act, and couldn't help but laugh and scold loudly, propping his elbows on the car roof, feeling both helpless and amused.

"You think you can just jump from over two meters high like that? If you break your leg, it'll be considered a work injury, and I'll be the one treating you."

He then turned to the growing crowd and shouted, "Hey, you guys, take it easy! Don't act like you've never seen anything like this before!"
Teacher Gu is not only our male lead, but also an investor in the production team. Be careful, they might deduct your wages.

Gu Qing was already used to this sudden, enthusiastic, and somewhat chaotic welcome.

He quickly put on a gentle and friendly smile, raised his hand, and gently pressed his palm down to signal everyone not to crowd.

Zhao Ya, who was standing next to him, had already taken out a specially prepared pen from her small bag and handed it to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing took the pen and began skillfully signing autographs for the crew members who rushed towards him.

Some signed on the cover of the script that was handed to them, some on the back or cuffs of their work clothes, and some even on their hard hats.

He signed quickly, but each stroke was careful and clear. Occasionally, he would add a short blessing based on the recipient's words, such as "May your work go well" or "Thank you for your support."

After each signature, the staff member who received the signature beamed with excitement and satisfaction, thanking the person profusely. Their goodwill towards the person instantly soared to the maximum.

For those of them who spend years traveling between various film crews and have seen the real side of countless celebrities behind the scenes,
It's a rare treat to see a top celebrity like Gu Qing so approachable and down-to-earth, even willing to spend time signing autographs for them, the "behind-the-scenes" people.

Gu Qing didn't object to doing so.

The small amount of time spent earned the heartfelt goodwill and cooperation of the entire crew.

During filming, the dedication of the lighting, set crew, and prop masters often directly impacts the filming schedule and the actors' on-set experience.

A signature and a greeting can easily break down barriers and help him integrate into this temporary group more quickly.

just,

Many big-name celebrities who are used to being surrounded by admirers and adored by the public often disdain doing this.

In their view, they are the core of the entire project, the ones being "served".

These staff members are just doing their jobs, why bother trying to maintain relationships?

Their energy and social interactions are usually focused solely on the core creative team members such as directors, producers, cinematographers, and art directors.

They often turn a blind eye to other "ordinary" staff.

This hierarchical attitude, though not explicitly stated, is often reflected in subtle ways.

Gu Qing patiently signed the last name.

She was a young, intern girl with a youthful face who looked like she had just started working. She was so excited when she received the autograph that tears welled up in her eyes.

Gu Qing handed the pen back to Zhao Ya, then turned to the staff members who had not completely dispersed and were still looking at him with eager eyes, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.
"Alright, I'll be relying on the care of all the teachers in the days to come."

I hope we have a pleasant collaboration and can make "Duckweed" a great film.

"Teacher Gu, you're too kind!"

"Don't worry! Just let me know if you need anything, and I'll take care of it!"

"By the way, Teacher Gu, it's almost noon. The crew has ordered regular boxed lunches. What kind of dishes would you like to eat? I'll call a chef at a restaurant I know and have them make a few dishes and send them over right away. It'll be quick!"

"Yes, yes, Teacher Gu, please don't stand on ceremony with us!"

The staff responded enthusiastically, their chatter almost overflowing.

"Alright, alright, look at you bunch of sycophants, that's enough."

Han Han interrupted with a smile, waving his hand dismissively to shoo them away.

"Go do what you're supposed to do. Can't you see the set isn't finished yet? I need to take Teacher Gu to get her makeup done and try on clothes. Don't block the way here."

He was genuinely afraid that if they chatted a few more times, his group of longtime buddies would be completely "turned to the side" by Gu Qing's "aura of affability".

Hearing that I need to work,
The crowd reluctantly dispersed, but they kept turning back, their eyes fixed on Gu Qing.

Han Han put his arm around Gu Qing's shoulder and led him toward a building with a sign that read "Dressing Room," shaking his head and sighing as they walked:
"Little brother, isn't your charm a bit too much?"
When I read books in the past, I always thought that stories like "throwing fruit to fill a carriage" and "killing Wei Jie by looking at him" were just exaggerated rhetoric by the ancients, or carried the romantic color of the literati's imagination.

But seeing you like this today…

He looked Gu Qing up and down, his tone half-joking and half-serious, "I really believe it."

If you were thrown into the street without any protection, I'd believe it if people threw gold at you, let alone "fruit to fill your cart".

As for 'staring Wei Jie to death'... if there weren't bodyguards stopping you, you'd probably faint from looking at him too."

Han Han genuinely felt that Gu Qing's level of appeal and the attention she garnered had already exceeded the scope of a regular celebrity.

It's probably only superstar-level artists who can ignite such a universally adored frenzy.

Hearing this,

"Wei Jie still lacks experience in being a top star."

Gu Qing spread his hands self-deprecatingly, "If it weren't for his experience as a pioneer of top celebrities, we wouldn't have arranged so many bodyguards."

"Hahaha--"

Han Han burst into laughter, shaking his arm around Gu Qing's shoulder forcefully. "Little brother, you're really funny."

In the midst of laughter,
The two entered the dressing room.

Compared to the retro neighborhood outside, this place is much more modern and simple, with several bright makeup mirrors, tables displaying various cosmetics and tools, and sofas for the actors to rest on.

The makeup artist was a woman who looked to be around forty years old, dressed fashionably, and with exquisite makeup. She was looking down and fixing hair gel and hair extensions.

Hearing the noise, she looked up and her gaze first fell on Han Han. She nodded casually and said, "Director Han."

Then, her gaze shifted to Gu Qing's face.

The same scene that unfolded outside the film set happened again.

Gu Qing skillfully took the pen from Zhao Ya again, carefully signed her name on an exquisite makeup brush storage bag that the other party handed her, and then cooperated to take a group photo.

Gu Qing treats makeup artists with extra patience and respect.

Because his on-screen image, especially his appearance in close-ups and extreme close-ups, is largely controlled by this teacher.

A good makeup artist who is considerate of his needs can save him a lot of trouble and help him present his best self in front of the camera.

This extra minute or two of "bonus time" is definitely a worthwhile investment.

By the time Gu Qing sat down in front of the makeup mirror, the makeup artist behind her, known as "Sister Hong," had already adjusted her mindset.
But the light in his eyes and the gentle movements of his hands still revealed his inner joy.

She carefully examined Gu Qing's facial features in the mirror, her tone unusually gentle and attentive:

"Gu Qing, do you have any special ideas about this hairstyle? Or what style would you like to try? Just tell me, and I'll definitely design it beautifully for you!"

Han Han watched from the side, clicking his tongue in amazement, and interjected, "Sister Hong, when I give you advice on the actors' styling, you argue back eight out of ten times."
They said I have "straight male aesthetics" and don't know how to appreciate the unique beauty of actors.

Why did you change your attitude so drastically as soon as Gu Qing arrived today? Why are you so much easier to talk to now?

Upon hearing this, Sister Hong rolled her eyes at Han Han without any politeness, but her hands didn't stop. She gently lifted Gu Qing's hair to examine her hairline and retorted, "I was just telling the truth. Do you even know anything about makeup?"

"Fine, fine, I give up. I can't argue with you."

Han Han raised his hands in surrender, but when it came to the movie, he insisted on his point of view, "But Sister Hong, you have to listen to me this time."

The character my younger brother plays is actually based on my younger self.

As for hairstyle, you should definitely go for the style that was most popular in the 90s, like the classic middle part hairstyle of Andy Lau and Aaron Kwok during their heyday, with a touch of elegance.

That's a memory of our generation's youth, and an important embodiment of the era in cinema.

"Middle part, middle part..."

Sister Hong muttered to herself, gesturing with her hands, without objecting, "More than twenty years have passed, fashion is a cycle."

Aren't all those middle-part and differential-part hairstyles still popular these days? There's been no progress in aesthetics whatsoever.

Despite her complaints, as a seasoned professional who came from that era, she was quite adept at creating 90s-style hairstyles and already had a clear plan in mind.

"Oh, right, little brother,"

Han Han turned to Gu Qing, his tone becoming somewhat cautious, as if in a consultative tone, "There's one more thing... I hope that the quality of this film can be as close as possible to the authentic, slightly rough film look of the 90s."

So... in terms of makeup, it may need to be very light, or you may even need to appear without makeup most of the time.

I know this requirement might be a bit demanding for idol actors, but heavy makeup, or the currently popular 'dewy skin', can easily pull the audience out of the story and ruin the nostalgic atmosphere.

Do you think... you can accept this?

He asked the question with some trepidation.

Asking a top idol known for their good looks to appear without makeup in a movie is quite risky.

If an actor is not in good condition, or if the actor cannot accept their "imperfections," conflicts can easily arise.

Gu Qing nodded naturally without hesitation: "Sure, Brother Han."

When I was filming "Nirvana in Fire," most of my scenes involved me with minimal or no makeup.

He smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Not having to wear makeup while filming is a good thing for me. I can sleep in a little longer in the morning, and it's easier to remove my makeup."

He agreed so readily.

Han Han and Sister Hong were both taken aback for a moment, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and their goodwill towards Gu Qing increased even more.

"Then, little brother, let me remove your light makeup first and check your basic skin type and condition."

As she spoke, Sister Hong picked up a gentle makeup remover pad and a cleansing toner.

After a thorough makeup removal process, a completely clean face appeared in the mirror.

"Damn, you're already without makeup?"

Han Han couldn't help but move closer, take a closer look at Gu Qing in the mirror, and then turn to look at his own profile, somewhat taken aback.

Sister Hong's eyes also lit up. While gently pressing Gu Qing's cheek skin with her fingertips, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Tsk tsk, this skin is really good. It feels so real, without any sense of technology."

Little brother, how do you usually take care of your skin? Your skin is flawless—fine pores, even skin tone, practically perfect.

"I applied Dabao cream."

"Uh... Da Bao? What's this?"

"..."

Sister Hong has been in the industry for almost 20 years and has seen all kinds of celebrities. She knows that many people's true appearance may be completely different without makeup and lighting.

Long-term irregular work and rest schedules, huge work pressure, frequent appearances in front of the camera with makeup, and social engagements involving smoking and drinking that many people cannot avoid, as well as some radical cosmetic procedures, can all affect the skin and overall condition.

Some celebrities, after removing their makeup, have a sallow complexion, large pores, pale lips, and may even appear swollen or dry, so their fans might not recognize them when they walk down the street.

In Han Han and Sister Hong's eyes, the only difference between Gu Qing with no makeup and when she was wearing makeup was...
Perhaps it's because her skin lacks the flawless glow that foundation brings, making her look more real and softer. The youthful innocence in her eyes and brows is also slightly highlighted, making her look less refined and mature than when she's wearing makeup.

Overall, however, the three-dimensionality of the facial features, the clarity of the contours, the basic texture of the skin, and the complexion are almost unaffected.

This face was born for the camera; its bone structure perfectly accommodates changes in light and shadow, and its skin can withstand the test of high-definition close-ups.

"A natural 'movie star face'..."

Han Han silently sighed in his heart, even feeling a little regretful.

The film director's mindset is at play.

With such excellent bone structure and skin, it would be a waste for her to act in TV dramas.

The big screen, especially the cinematic shots that emphasize the quality of light and shadow, is the best stage to showcase this kind of natural talent.

No director could resist having such a face under their lens.

In the following time, Sister Hong took out her clippers, comb, and hairspray and began to work attentively.

Han Han initially wanted to offer his opinions, making specific requests such as "make this shorter" or "add more depth to that area."

But she was quickly "in the way" and "pretending to know what she didn't know" by Sister Hong, who half-pushed and half-shoved her out of the dressing room.

"Go away! Back when I ran my barbershop, I was cutting hair for you little brats with middle-part hairstyles who thought they were so cool! I know better than you what was fashionable back then!"

With her hands on her hips, Sister Hong left Han speechless with a single sentence. He could only sheepishly rub his nose, tell her to "call me when it's done," and then turn and leave.

With Han Han gone, the dressing room became much quieter.

Gu Qing was happy to have some free time. Following Sister Hong's instructions, she tilted or lowered her head slightly, closed her eyes, and prepared to take a short nap while getting her hair done.

But not long after...

"Teacher Gu, how's the pressure of this scalp massage? Is it comfortable?" A deliberately soft and slightly sweet female voice sounded in my ear.

Simultaneously,

A few warm fingers gently pressed onto his scalp, with just the right amount of pressure.

Gu Qing's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly. Without opening her eyes, she simply let out a soft "hmm" from her nose as a response.

"Then...should I apply a little more pressure?"

The voice drew closer, its warm breath almost brushing against his earlobe, bringing a faint, ticklish sensation.

Just as this slightly romantic atmosphere was about to spread,
Gu Qing suddenly raised his right hand and tapped his elbow back lightly, seemingly casually but quickly.

"Ouch~!"

A cry of pain instantly shattered the ambiguity that had just been created, replaced by a familiar voice, tinged with grievance.

Gu Qing then slowly turned the chair around and turned to the side.

What came into view was indeed the photo of Sister Zhao, whom he knew all too well.

now,

Zhao Liying was covering her forehead, wrinkling her nose, and looking at Gu Qing with a resentful expression. "Little brother, how did you know it was me?"

And behind her,

Hongjie was pretending to organize her tools, but her eyes, sparkling with excitement and curiosity, and her slightly perked-up ears had already given away the fact that she was fully engrossed in "eating melons" (a Chinese idiom for watching a spectacle unfold).

"Sister Liying, even if you strain your voice like an alien, I'll still recognize it's you."

Gu Qing looked at her with amusement, and even deliberately imitated her high-pitched voice from earlier.

His gaze casually swept over Zhao Liying's outfit for the day.

It's still the typical "Zhao-style casual style" that has been criticized countless times by fans and fashion bloggers.

He wore a loose-fitting, light gray hooded sweatshirt with no discernible brand name, paired with ordinary dark blue jeans and white sneakers.

The overall outfit is so simple that it even looks a bit ordinary, relying entirely on her good looks to carry it.

The only eye-catching accessory is probably the gray baseball cap that she wears all the time and appears in so many photos.

"Is it that obvious?"

Zhao Liying wasn't embarrassed when she was exposed; instead, she chuckled twice, revealing her clean, white teeth.

The joy of seeing Gu Qing again after so long was like cheerful little bubbles, constantly rising from the bottom of my heart, and I could no longer contain myself.

She opened her arms, wanting a hug.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Gu Qing reacted quickly, raising one hand and easily blocking Sister Zhao's forehead, preventing her from "pouncing".

"I'm covered in stray hairs, don't let them get on you."

With his forehead pressed against hers, Zhao Liying, with her short arms and legs, thrashed about in the air a couple of times in frustration. When she realized that she really couldn't break through his "defense line," she gave up in disappointment.

Gu Qing then turned to Sister Hong, who was clearly watching the scene unfold behind her, and said apologetically with a smile, "Teacher, I'm sorry. Is my hairstyle almost done?"

"Alright, alright, we're almost done finalizing it."

Hongjie quickly suppressed her gossipy expression and put on a professional smile to greet Zhao Liying. At the same time, she said to Zhao Liying, "Teacher Liying, please sit down for a while. After I finish the last bit of Gu Qing's makeup, I will do your makeup right away."

"Oh, alright."

Zhao Liying responded and intended to walk to the sofa next to her to sit down and wait.

But when she glanced at Gu Qing and saw her being led by Sister Hong to the shampoo chair next to her, preparing to lie down and rinse the dandruff out of her hair, she couldn't move her feet anymore.

She put her hands behind her back, tiptoed, and finally couldn't resist squatting down next to the shampoo chair.
With her hands supporting her chin, she watched intently as Gu Qing closed her eyes and lay down, while Sister Hong adjusted the water temperature.

Warm water flowed over the hair,
Gu Qing closed her eyes and waited for the rinse. Suddenly, she felt a tickle on the tip of her nose, as if a feather was gently brushing against it.

"what?"

He opened his eyes helplessly, and what was reflected in his pupils was indeed that smiling, chubby face so close to his.

"It has hair."

Zhao Liying answered confidently, and then, as if displaying a trophy, she waved a short, wet strand of hair between her fingers in front of Gu Qing's eyes.

then,

Her fingers shifted their focus, gently landing on Gu Qing's forehead and cheeks. Her slender fingertips, with their slightly cool touch, carefully brushed away the strands of hair that had gotten onto his skin.

After doing this,

Sister Zhao's hands didn't leave; instead, she gently cupped Gu Qing's cheeks, kneading them with a slightly mischievous touch, causing his face to contort slightly, before finally asking the question she had been holding back for so long:
"Little brother, did you miss me?"

Her voice sounded somewhat different from usual because of her posture and the close proximity.

Unlike the crisp and sweet voice of a traditional female voice, it has a unique, slightly raspy texture, a heavy nasal tone, and a fast speaking speed but clear pronunciation.

The sound is not as directly sweet as honey water, but rather like "butter melting in tsampa tea." It may not be amazing at first, but it is gentle and warm, with a kind of homely intimacy.

Gu Qing paused for a moment, closed her eyes, turned her head to the side, and mumbled, "I think so."

"Just a casual thought?!"

Zhao Liying's voice immediately rose eight octaves. She used both hands forcefully to "turn" Gu Qing's face back, and said fiercely:
"Gu Qing, I'm giving you one more chance to rephrase your words. Speak clearly, do you want to or not?"

"Think about it."

Gu Qing surrendered and admitted defeat.

"Humph, that's pretty much it."

Zhao Liying hummed contentedly twice, finally releasing her "clutches," a triumphant and happy smile spreading across her face.

Just as she was about to say something more, she heard a suppressed yet excited gasp from the side.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Sister Hong not far away, covering her mouth with one hand and her chest with the other, her eyes wide open, as if she was about to faint.

Sister Zhao belatedly realized that her actions just now seemed a bit too "intimate" and "insolent," especially in the presence of outsiders.

She coughed awkwardly, stood up abruptly, clapped her hands as if trying to appear calm, and said in a deliberately elevated, nonchalant tone:

"Alright...alright little brother, you go ahead and wash your hair, I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, he almost simultaneously walked back to the chair next to him.

"Sister...who would believe that?"

Gu Qing watched her fleeing figure, and the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
There was nothing we could do.

Of all Zhao Jie's people, her mouth is the only thing that's really tough.

After washing and drying her hair, and styling it, Gu sat back in front of the vanity mirror, and a typical, flowing middle-part hairstyle reminiscent of 1990s Hong Kong stars was complete.

His black hair was smooth and his bangs were parted in the middle, perfectly framing his forehead and eyebrows, giving him a retro yet trendy look, as well as a refreshing and handsome appearance.

"Wow, you're so handsome! If you were in my school days, you would definitely be a heartthrob!"

"Even more handsome than Aaron Kwok and Andy Lau!!"

Zhao Liying's round almond-shaped eyes are sparkling, and you can't help but look away.

Oh no, this is her aesthetic sense from back then.

Well… judging from their clothing and appearance, that's still the case now.

"Little brother, are you done?"

Han Han estimated the time and reappeared at the door of the dressing room at the opportune moment.

Seeing Gu Qing with his middle-part hairstyle, a look of nostalgia and satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He walked forward with a smile and said, "Not bad, not bad, this is the right look. Just as handsome as I was back then!"

"Hello, Director Han Han."

When Zhao Liying saw the director enter, she immediately stopped her infatuated expression, stood up straight, and greeted him.

Not every actor is Gu Qing.

Even top-tier celebrities, or even those who are just average, have to be extremely respectful and act like obedient children when they encounter a famous director.

"Liying, please don't be shy, have a seat."

Han Han nodded amicably to Zhao Liying, then adjusted his glasses, his gaze sweeping over her face and hairstyle before he got into work mode.
"Liying, I just had an idea for your hairstyle design."

Han Han smiled and nodded, then pushed up his glasses. "No need for overly complicated designs. Long hair down, side-swept bangs, and showing your forehead, what do you think?"

"Director, I'm fine."

Sister Zhao just kept nodding.

Gu Qing, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay, Liying, sit down first, I'll help you straighten your hair."

After helping Gu Qing finish the work, Sister Hong immediately went to Zhao Liying's side to organize the equipment.

"Little brother, how's your script reading going?"

Han Han then came up behind Gu Qing and casually asked a question.

"I've finished reading it, Brother Han. The story is very interesting."

Gu Qing answered, her fingers unconsciously tracing the hairline of her middle part and smoothing the hair in front of her forehead back.

This seems to be a classic habitual action after getting a middle parting; it's as if you'd have wasted the haircut if you didn't flick it.

Gu Qing remembered a question and turned to look at Han Han, "It's just that... this setting of traveling back in time to meet young parents and make up for regrets is a bit like 'Goodbye Mr. Loser'."

Will the audience have any complaints when the movie is released?

"Let's learn from this, let's learn from this."

Han Han is a very pure writer. "I talked to Shen Teng on the phone for a few minutes. Aren't all time-travel stories like this, making up for the regrets of their childhood?"

"Little brother, I remember you and Shen Teng were also very close. You even wrote songs for their movies?"

Han Han asked.

"Just Once" is a really good song!

While letting Sister Hong fix her hair, Zhao Liying couldn't help but chime in, her tone cheerful, and she even hummed a few lines.

"You're off-key, Liying."

Han Han corrected him, both amused and exasperated.

"It sounds great, keep up the good work."

Gu Qing gave Han Han an encouraging look before saying, "I had dinner with Brother Teng and Sister Mary, and we got along quite well."

Sister Liying was also present at the time; it was Teacher He who made the connection.

"Oh? That's even better!"

Han Han's eyes lit up, and he naturally placed his hand on Gu Qing's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Little brother, look, you're not only the male lead in our movie now, but also the biggest investor."
"Shouldn't we take this role a step further and consider the film's overall impact?"

Gu Qing had a vague premonition: "Brother Han, just say what you want to say."

"hey-hey,"

Han Han smiled and said, "Don't you think we should also arrange for the movie's theme song?"

"Brother Han, you used to release albums and write songs. Aren't 'The Ordinary Road' and 'Never Say Goodbye' classics? Wouldn't it be more fitting for the movie's feel if you wrote the lyrics yourself?"

It wasn't that Gu Qing didn't want to write it, but rather that she genuinely had no memory of the theme song for "Riding the Waves".

For a time, I couldn't find any popular songs in my music library that matched the movie.

"Little brother, I can write, but it depends on who I compare myself to."

With Gu Qing around, only a lunatic like Han Han would write it himself. This young master is guaranteed to earn at least 2 million yuan at the box office with just one theme song.
He said, "This movie is about my youth, but that doesn't mean you can't write about your youth."

"The movie 'Riding the Waves' is a gift to all the audience. Little brother, why don't you try writing a song? The money for the song can be included in your extra pay."

"Should I pay for it myself and write it myself?"

Gu Qing couldn't refuse Han Han's request, so she could only agree to give it a try for the time being.

If we really can't write it, then we'll have Han Han do it last.

During casual conversation,
Sister Zhao's look has been finalized.

Long, flowing hair with side-swept bangs.

The extra stubble on both sides of her temples is the finishing touch of Sister Hong.

This transformed Zhao Liying from her original pure and sweet image into a gentle and mature one.

The image of cute girlishness has faded, and her beard and hair add a touch of womanly haggardness and beauty.

"Great, Sister Hong, let's go with this hairstyle and makeup!"

Han Han was very excited and patted Gu Qing on the shoulder, "Little brother, go stand with Li Ying, let me see how you two look."

Gu Qing got up and walked over. Zhao Liying also stood up naturally and took Gu Qing's arm very easily. She leaned her body slightly towards him, tilted her head, and looked in Han Han's direction.

The two stood together, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, making for a very pleasing sight.

However, after carefully examining the scene for a few seconds, the joy on Han Han's face gradually faded, and his brows slowly furrowed as he fell into a state of conflicted contemplation.

It feels out of place... a bit out of place.

Despite sporting a somewhat dated middle-part hairstyle, Gu Qing carried it off perfectly, looking just like the 1990s superstars Guo Degang and Liu Tianwang, exuding youthful energy on stage.

Standing next to Zhao Liying, she actually looked more haggard, and there was a clear age gap between them.

The feeling it gives is that
A twenty-year-old young man in the prime of his youth and a woman in her late twenties seem a bit mismatched; they don't look very much like a married couple.

"How about we shave off our hair and beard?"

Just as Han Han was struggling with the age difference between the two.

"【Go go go~ Let's go.

No matter how strong the flavor of black coffee is, I just want the lightness of soda.

On a sweltering day, I had a daydream where I turned into a rainbow.

A middle-aged man, humming a greasy tune, was walking towards the dressing room from a distance.

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...(End of chapter)