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Chapter 166 Father, Great Father, Living Father! The network of connections built up day and night through hard work.

Yunmeng Ancient Costume Photography Base.

Studio One, bamboo grove and stream.

As soon as Lin Qingsong walked in, he saw Duan Zhizhi, dressed in a white Warring States period robe, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, standing by the bamboo forest.

The photographer beside him kept his lens firmly pointed at him.

As she slowly walked across the stream, holding her umbrella, the director looked at the monitor and said aloud:
"good very good!"

"The visuals and the characters are perfect."

"Come on, let's secure one more!"

Lin Qingsong was not surprised to hear his somewhat contradictory words.

After all, this is good, very good, and another line is probably the most frequently heard phrase on set.

In Lin Qingsong's view, the "one" in "one more guarantee" should actually be replaced with "hundreds of millions".

Ninety-nine percent of directors will only move on to the next shot after multiple takes.

As for the differences between each one, Lin Qingsong couldn't tell them, nor could he understand them.

But he didn't care. The longer the filming took, the more likely it was to go over time, and the more money he could make if it went over time.

The only one who might be anxious is the producer.

After all, every extra hour is like cutting flesh off his body.

As the stagehands restored the scene, Duan Zhizhi returned to her starting point.

At that moment, she also noticed Lin Qingsong and couldn't help but wink at him.

"The actor's expression is good, cameraman, get ready."

"Actor, keep this expression, we'll do it again later!"

The director, sitting in front of the monitor, saw Duan Zhizhi's expression and couldn't help but pick up the monitor and yell at the top of his lungs.

The producer standing behind him, upon hearing this, immediately darkened his expressionless face even further.

However, once most producers have assembled the production team, they generally won't offer any further professional opinions on the other members.

Even if the director suddenly comes up with an idea, you can only silently endure it.

The producer will only intervene if the progress is extremely slow.

Duan Zhizhi wasn't too surprised by the director's sudden idea, and professionally readjusted her expression.

Sun Chengfeng, who was sitting by the monitor talking to a client, also saw Lin Qingsong and tiptoed over: "Brother, you're here. Zhizhi is amazing. As soon as she changed her clothes, the client didn't say a word. Her performance is incredible!"

Today, he has turned misfortune into blessing.

The clients already had a much worse impression of him because of the model's no-show.

But when Duan Zhizhi arrived and changed her clothes, she completely redeemed his impression on the client.

"Brother Sun," Lin Qingsong said softly to him, "Zhizhi is indeed good at wearing these kinds of gorgeous and luxurious clothes."

Just as the two were chatting, the director's voice rang out.

"Three two one, start."

Upon hearing this, the crew immediately fell silent, and the cameraman's lens followed Duan Zhizhi closely.

Holding a bright red oil-paper umbrella, she walked along the stream with a playful expression.

"Okay, let's add one more!"

"This is good, come on, let's do another one!"

"Very good, excellent! Secure one more!"

After the director saved six takes, this scene was finally over.

"Okay, let the actress take a break, the makeup artist will touch up her makeup, and then we'll move on to the next shot."

After the director finished speaking, the producer standing on him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Lin, how do I look in this outfit? Don't I look pitiful?" Duan Zhizhi walked up to Lin Qingsong and turned around in place with a smile.

"Brother, I'll go check out the client's situation first." Sun Chengfeng was quick-witted; when he noticed Duan Zhizhi approaching, he greeted her with a smile, said something to Lin Qingsong, and then headed towards the client's location.

"It's really good." Lin Qingsong nodded approvingly. "You really suit this kind of dress. If you were to walk the red carpet like this, you would definitely outshine all the other celebrities."

"Sigh, how could a small-time model like me ever have the chance to walk the red carpet?" Duan Zhizhi couldn't help but say after hearing this. "Being able to walk the runway and shoot commercials is already pretty good. As for the red carpet, I can only dream about it."

"It's not like there's no chance," Lin Qingsong chuckled. "Actually, I'm meeting with the Valentino women's wear designer tonight."

"I'll recommend you then. Maybe she'll take a liking to you at first sight and want you to walk in next year's Haute Couture Fashion Week? You'll become famous overnight, and then you'll have a chance to walk the red carpet."

Temptation begins with small steps. Hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Duan Zhizhi couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Old Lin, you're going to meet with a Valentino designer? Really?!"

Although she works in the modeling industry and charges a fairly high hourly rate, she doesn't really pay much attention to the designers of major luxury brands.

After all, subconsciously I felt that I didn't have much interaction with them.

After all, unlike Zhang Ruonan's agent Zhang Ye who has a database, she has not collaborated with Valentino like Qin Lan.

Therefore, even when I saw Lin Qingsong's WeChat Moments and saw him drinking with Vivian Pete, I wasn't moved at all.

They assumed Lin Qingsong was just drinking with a bunch of foreigners, and at most gave him a thumbs up.

Even if someone saw Lin Qingsong attending a Harper's Bazaar party, they would only assume that he got in through connections.

They wouldn't even consider the Valentino designer.

Now, I suddenly hear Lin Qingsong say that he wants to meet with the designer of Valentino and that he wants to recommend her.

How could I possibly calm down?

“What’s fake about it?” Lin Qingsong looked at her speechlessly and said, “I attended a Harper’s Bazaar party a while ago, and she took me there.”

"Hiss!" Duan Zhizhi couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "Old Lin, from today onwards you are my big brother in the fashion industry."

"Trying to curry favor with me with empty promises?" Lin Qingsong raised an eyebrow. "Nothing to show for it?"

"Hey, Lao Lin, you still need to show some appreciation!" Duan Zhizhi looked at him with a smile: "Can you even manage to schedule all night?"

With Lin Qingsong's looks and his background in modeling, she didn't believe he could stay idle.

"I'm a perfectly good person. Whether I can manage at night or not, we just sleep normally at night!" Lin Qingsong said with a serious face. "Don't slander me!"

"So, is sleeping a verb or a noun for you?" Duan Zhizhi raised an eyebrow.

I must say, she looks much better in this outfit than in her yoga clothes.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Zhizhi, you graduated from Donghua University, right?" Lin Qingsong changed the subject rather awkwardly. "Our company is planning to set up a studio this year to specialize in Chinese models. Could you recommend some junior students for us?"

"Huh? Really?" Duan Zhizhi asked, puzzled. "But haven't you always been foreign models? Why did you suddenly decide to become Chinese models?"

"The company has to grow eventually. Besides, I need to make use of the resources I've accumulated over the years. Designers from places like Lupin, Valentino, and Coach have all said that Asian faces will be very popular in the fashion industry in the coming years." Lin Qingsong's eyes were filled with a smile as he spoke.

"Old Lin, are you deliberately trying to seduce me!" Duan Zhizhi was also very clever. When she heard Lin Qingsong reciting those luxury brands like a menu, she couldn't help but look at him and say, "If you really knew these designers, why would I need to introduce you? Just put their names out there, and all my junior classmates would flock to you like crazy."

It wasn't just her praising me.

Walking the runway for a blue-blooded luxury brand is the dream of 99% to 100% of models.

Even if Lin Qingsong only knew these people, it would be enough to attract these new models.

"And what about you?" Lin Qingsong changed the subject, looking at Duan Zhizhi and asking, "Are you going to run away or not?"

"Me?" Duan Zhizhi was momentarily speechless, but quickly became serious and said, "Old Lin, tell me the truth, do you really know these people?"

Although being a freelance model is easy, who wouldn't want to strive for advancement if there were opportunities?

These are all top luxury brands.

If Lin Qingsong really knows these people and can actually recommend himself.

Becoming a contracted model would be great.

"We have a close relationship." Lin Qingsong didn't hide anything. Since he was recruiting, he had to show his strengths: "Also, Coach's designer, Peter, will be hosting a private party in Shanghai tomorrow. He's invited a bunch of designers and probably some celebrities as well, and he's invited me too."

"Daddy, Daddy! Living Daddy! Take me with you!" Upon hearing this, Duan Zhizhi lost all her composure, her face filled with anticipation. "I can do it, I can do it, I'll run to you like crazy!"

“Tomorrow? No way.” Lin Qingsong shrugged. “I promised to take Qin Lan with me, but I can definitely get you a spot. However, I don’t think you’re the kind of social butterfly who can generate business for yourself in that kind of setting.”

"Qin Lan!!!" Duan Zhizhi was shocked again: "No, Lao Lin, how many secrets do you still have??? Is this Qin Lan the Qin Lan I'm thinking of?"

"If there isn't a second one like her in the country, then it should be her."

"Brother Lin, please accept my bow. From today onwards, I, Duan Zhizhi, am a lowly soldier under your command. I will follow your orders wherever you command! Please sign me to your studio!"

Duan Zhizhi wasn't stupid. If what Lin Qingsong said was true, then joining his studio would definitely be a sure way to take off.

"Wait until September, no rush. Also, are you going tomorrow?" Lin Qingsong was very satisfied with Duan Zhizhi's immediate and respectful response.

His hard work and the network he built day and night were not in vain.

"I'm not going. From today onwards, I'll only cling to you, Brother Lin. What do those kinds of occasions have to do with me?!" Duan Zhizhi looked at Lin Qingsong resolutely. "That's right. If you happen to see Du Juan, Brother Lin, just get her an autograph for me. She's my idol. She went from modeling to the entertainment industry and is doing so well. She's amazing!"

"Row."

After Lin Qingsong agreed, Duan Zhizhi went to change into another set of Warring States period clothing in preparation for continuing filming.

He stayed until the afternoon, having eaten a boxed lunch from the crew, before saying goodbye to Sun Chengfeng and leaving the crew.

(End of this chapter)