She took all the clothes out of her suitcase and threw them on the bed, saying irritably, "Then you choose! You choose, you choose, you choose!"
If you can't find a nice outfit, you might as well commit seppuku!
Cen Sen paused for a moment, put down the documents in his hand, and pointed to a black tracksuit, saying, "This one is nice."
Ji Mingshu: "?"
"Since you're going to do interior design, you should wear casual and comfortable clothes."
Ji Mingshu: "..."
No, I'm not going to do interior design, I'm going to protect my baby :)
The second recording took place three days later. After much deliberation, Ji Mingshu decided to wear the shirt dress that Cen Sen had said was a bit tight.
She felt that this shirt dress could perfectly outline her curvaceous and charming figure, making the girl group member who was overly glamorous seem insignificant, while also showcasing her professionalism, elegance, and elite aura as an interior designer.
However, Cen Sen said that the dress looked a bit tight. She thought it might be because she had been indulging in her diet a little lately, so she arranged a vegetarian meal for herself and even fasted for a day in between.
On the day of the recording, Ji Mingshu changed into a dress at the hotel, twirled in front of the mirror, and felt that only two words could describe it: perfect.
She winked at herself in the mirror and made a shooting gesture with her hands, one in front of the other.
Unfortunately, Cen Sen had just come out of the bathroom, his hair still dripping wet.
The two stared at each other silently in the mirror for thirty seconds. Suddenly, Ji Mingshu remembered the accident at Bai Cui Tian Hua. Perhaps her IQ had dropped along with her weight due to hunger these past few days, because she asked out of the blue, "...Do you want...to hear me sing you a rap?"
"..."
"No, thank you."
The second recording of "The Designer" was done directly in the home.
The house that Ji Mingshu's group was going to renovate was a school district house in the old town of Xingcheng, with a floor area of 89 square meters. The owners were a newlywed couple.
The house is an old house left by the woman's parents, and the decoration is quite dated.
The newlyweds wanted to transform this old house into a sweet, artistic, and retro-style haven for the two of them, while also reserving a room that could be used as a nursery if they had a baby in the future.
Ji Mingshu had seen the design challenges from other groups. These other groups always had some challenging points and interesting aspects that could be explored in depth and showcase the art of spatial design, such as "there are sick elderly people and children at home, so it must be convenient for their lives" or "the area is so small that it is outrageous, but we still have to make every square meter count as three square meters".
In contrast, the challenge assigned to their group didn't involve any incredibly difficult modifications or any touching backstory; it was rather unremarkable and lacked any highlights.
The cameraman followed them from the moment they got out of the car.
It was right when elementary school students were going to school, and a large group of them were lined up in front of them, crossing the road.
The dramatic Yan Yuexing immediately cupped her face in her hands with starry eyes and began her performance, which was nothing more than how much she missed elementary school life and how fun it was. Her words also revealed a sense of superiority as if she was very popular with boys in elementary school.
Ji Mingshu felt that this kind of program was irrelevant to the topic and would definitely be cut out later, so she didn't bother with it and just hoped that she could see Pei Xiyan as soon as possible.
Half an hour later, Ji Mingshu, Feng Yan, and Yan Yuexing had finished their on-site observation of the old house, and Pei Xiyan's nanny van finally appeared downstairs in the residential area.
Hearing from afar that the camera crew and director were saying that Pei Xiyan had arrived, Ji Mingshu and Yan Yuexing quietly took out small mirrors to fix their makeup.
"Pei Xiyan! Pei Xiyan!"
"So handsome!"
"Did you bring the photos? We'll need your autograph when we get there."
"I brought it!"
The costume and makeup team members were also whispering among themselves.
Ji Mingshu stared without blinking at the aloof young man who was taking off his mask and walking inside, his heart pounding wildly.
Although Pei Xiyan is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he is already close to 1.8 meters tall. At this rate of growth, he will probably be 1.85 meters tall by the end of the college entrance examination. He has the clear and innocent feeling of a young man.
After being introduced by the director, he shook hands and greeted his partners one by one.
When it was Ji Mingshu's turn, Ji Mingshu put on the perfect smile that she had practiced for three days, looked at him with a smile, and said in a gentle and reserved voice, "Hello, I really like your work."
Pei Xiyan glanced up and gave a polite but distant reply, "Hello, sister."
The handshake was just a light, loose grip, barely perceptible. After withdrawing her hand, Ji Mingshu stood near Feng Yan, casually tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Ahhh! Yanzai! Sister loves you! Mommy loves you! Mommy's not washing her hands anymore, waaaaah! This is what it feels like to be electrocuted! It feels like I've become ten years younger in an instant!
While Ji Mingshu was inwardly excited but outwardly calm, the director had already begun explaining the upcoming recording content and the simple filming of the sponsor's advertisement. Ji Mingshu didn't hear very clearly, as she was still in a daze and feeling dizzy.
Feng Yan handed her the vocabulary card, but she still glanced at Pei Xiyan absentmindedly before looking at the contents of the card.
"Bringing design into the home, Junyi Yaji, your..."
Wait, what is that?
Ji Mingshu paused and took a closer look.
"Who is this Junyi?"
Feng Yan, ever the helpful one, replied in a low voice, "It's the Junyi from Junyi Zhanghua and Junyi Shuiyunjian. I heard that their group sponsored our program with a lot of money in order to create a new brand hotel."
Ji Mingshu: "..."
She remembered that the naming issue had been mentioned in the original designer hotel documents.
There were more than a dozen names to choose from at the time, and she didn't recognize them at first glance, but now she suddenly remembered that "Yaji" was indeed one of them.
In other words, Junyi is a sponsor of this program.
Cen Shisen is a sponsor of this program.
Very good :) This scoundrel's mouth is tighter than a stitched-up ripped jeans. If he's so tight-lipped, why doesn't he go to the National Security Bureau or become a spy abroad?
Ji Ming took thirty seconds to recover, but for some reason felt a little dizzy and nauseous.
After suppressing her discomfort, she encouraged herself to think positively. This was also a form of publicly funded fan service, so there was nothing wrong with it. Yes, there was nothing wrong with it.
Ji Mingshu then quietly asked Feng Yan to help her catch up on the lessons she had just missed.
It turns out that the director just said that today's main task is to finalize the preliminary renovation plan and assign tasks such as going to the market to buy materials and finding a construction team.
In principle, the production team will provide a hard decoration fund of 100,000 yuan and a soft decoration fund of 100,000 yuan, so there will be no worries about decoration costs.
However, each household made a wish for a new home gift. The producers explicitly stated that, in order to enhance the show's appeal, they suggested that the guests earn some funds through labor, which could then be used to purchase gifts for the homeowners upon completion of the construction.
Ji Mingshu thought he had misheard and asked Feng Yan for confirmation: "Just two hundred thousand?"
This is enough to install a low-end toilet, and they don't even have to worry about the renovation costs. How can the production team say that?
Feng Yan nodded firmly, "Yes, two hundred thousand."
That dizzy, nauseous feeling I just felt is back again.
After the director gave these instructions, the rest was left to them to develop their own ideas.
As the designer, Ji Mingshu naturally had the authority to assign tasks.
However, these tasks were scripted in advance. The production team had dedicated writers who wrote some storylines to create chemistry and conflict between the characters, but these were only for reference. The characters still had a lot of autonomy.
Ji Mingshu saw that the written schedule included Yan Yuexing and Pei Xiyan going to the building materials market together.
She changed her expression without batting an eye, and finally smiled and said to Pei Xiyan, "Xiao Yan, why don't you come with me to the building materials market?"
Pei Xiyan paused slightly, his voice lowering, "I might be better suited to looking for decorative items..."
Got it, got it, will arrange it right away.
But when Ji Mingshu offered to go with him to find decorations, he declined, saying that the designer was the backbone of the show and should be responsible for more important parts.
Ji Mingshu was unhappy.
My mind is racing with random thoughts: Does Yanzai hate her? Has Yanzai already forgotten that they met at the Pei family's house? Waaaa, is it because Mommy didn't do anything that Yanzai is too pretty and is afraid of rumors of a sibling relationship after the show airs? Waaaa, it must be like that tvt
No matter how much she tried to comfort herself, Ji Mingshu was in an extremely bad mood.
After assigning tasks, the group went downstairs and set off for their respective destinations.
Ji Mingshu and Yan Yuexing were in a group, but neither of them wanted to say a word. They were huddled in the back seat, feeling depressed and gloomy.
But Pei Xiyan didn't get into his own car. Instead, he walked over to their car and knocked on Ji Mingshu's car window.
Ji Mingshu rolled down the car window, her mood suddenly brightening, when she saw Pei Xiyan cough lightly, covering his mouth, and say somewhat awkwardly, "Sister Mingshu, I'm sorry, Brother Sen hopes that you and I can keep our distance."
Author's Note: Little Canary Baby: Cen Shi Sen Sen, you are dead.
Chapter 31
Ji Mingshu: [You told Pei Xiyan to keep his distance from me?]
Ji Mingshu: [Are you even human?]
Ji Mingshu: [After meeting you, all I want to know is how many years the sentence is for murder.jpg]
Ten minutes later, she received a reply from Cen Sen.
Cen Sen said nothing, but in response to the last emoji she sent, he sent back a screenshot of a legal provision regarding the sentencing for intentional homicide.
A quick glance reveals that most sentences start at ten years, with suspended death sentences and death sentences taking center stage.
Ji Mingshu: [?]
Ji Mingshu: [I think you don't want a wife anymore.jpg]
Upon seeing the meme, Cen Sen didn't continue arguing. He simply pressed the voice button and said calmly, "Too much contact with popular celebrities isn't good for you. You should tone it down a bit."
He glanced at the time and said, "By the way, I'm flying to Los Angeles tonight and will be back in a week. But I'll go back to Beijing first before coming to Changsha."
"Zhou Jiaheng has arrived in Xingcheng. You can contact him if you need anything."
The situation at the Xingcheng branch is more complicated than expected.
In recent years, there has been unrest within the Jingjian Group. Cen Yuanchao has spent a lot of effort to clean up the mess, while Jun Yi has neglected to manage the specific affairs under him.
As the second largest base of Junyi Group, the Xingcheng branch has been controlled by the senior management for many years, and has already shown a fragmented situation. It is unrealistic to break through and disintegrate it in one day. The only option is to defeat it piecemeal and slowly wear it down.
Cen Sen couldn't possibly stop his other work because of an internal conflict in a branch, so he asked Zhou Jiaheng to keep an eye on things while he temporarily withdrew to discuss more important collaborations.
Ji Mingshu received these two voice messages and paused for three seconds.
Is this his reason for breaking up the Yanque couple?
But when I tried to send Cen Sen another message, it was like throwing a stone into the sea – there was no response.