Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Chapter 111 Another Scandal

The pure GG film was filmed in Guangzhou. They rented an old factory and converted it into a studio, where they built three sets: a hard-set studio with a pure white background, an outdoor scene simulating a city street, and a retro-style indoor scene. Song Mo and Fan Binbin appeared together in the film.

When Song Mo arrived at the photography studio, Fan Binbin was already there.

She arrived more than half an hour earlier than Song Mo and had already changed into her first outfit: a white shirt with a black leather jacket over it, and dark jeans. She looked both cool and sharp.

Her eyes were closed, her chin slightly raised, like a cat basking in the sun. Hearing a noise, she opened one eye, saw Song Mo, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

"Oh, the big star's here." Her voice carried a hint of lazy teasing. "I thought you'd be late."

Time was tight, so Song Mo waved to her and went straight into the dressing room to change. He quickly finished changing, and the stylist tousled his hair a bit. He walked over to Fan Binbin and pulled up a chair to sit down.

"Why are you here so early?"

Fan Binbin opened her eyes, looked him up and down, lingered on his outfit for a moment, and then looked away: "I just finished filming. I rushed over overnight. I wanted to finish filming as soon as possible so I could get some rest."

"Working so hard? I'll try not to hold you back today." Song Mo gave her a thumbs up.

"The filming schedule is not something we can control."

Fan Binbin was already used to this kind of non-stop work; she had rested for two or three hours on her way here.

The two chatted casually, while the makeup artist touched up Fan Binbin's lip color and told her to be quiet. She then shut her mouth, but her eyes were still glancing at Song Mo.

The shoot began quickly. The first set of shots was still photos, with the two standing back to back in front of a white background, each turning their faces to look at the camera.

The photographer asked them to make various expressions. Song Mo leaned against Fan Binbin's back, feeling the warmth of her back seep through her thin shirt. Fan Binbin had a slender waist but flat shoulders, making her look like a taut bow.

"Okay! Don't move! Make Song Mo's gaze even colder. Yes! Make Binbin's smile even less, good! Perfect!"

The photographer snapped a series of photos, then changed the angle, making them stand face to face, chins slightly raised, eyes locked in confrontation.

Song Mo looked into Fan Binbin's eyes. Her eye makeup was exquisite, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned. One could see the prototype of the Fan Bingbing of later generations.

Fan Binbin felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her lips twitched, and she almost burst out laughing.

She held back and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me, look at the camera."

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you're not looking at me?" Song Mo also lowered his voice.

The photographer shouted from behind, "Good! That's the feeling! Hold on!"

The two stared at each other, neither willing to look away first. The sound of camera shutters rang incessantly, flashes of light intermittently casting their shadows onto the white backdrop behind them, overlapping each other.

After taking the still photos, we moved to the second scene, a city street-style set.

A street corner modeled after Brooklyn, New York, with graffiti on the red brick wall, a few withered leaves scattered on the ground, and a vintage-style bicycle parked nearby.

Fan Binbin changed her clothes, wearing a red hooded sweatshirt with black skinny jeans and white sneakers. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she instantly transformed from an urban woman into a street girl.

Song Mo stared at her, momentarily stunned. Fan Binbin noticed his gaze and raised an eyebrow: "What are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful woman before?"

"I've seen her before," Song Mo said seriously. "But I've never seen such a beautiful woman."

Fan Binbin rolled her eyes at him, "Sweet talk, hurry up and take the picture, I'm so tired."

The photographer had them walk back and forth on the street corner, pretending to bump into each other, greet each other, and brush past each other.

Fan Binbin walked very naturally, with steps that were neither too big nor too small, her arms swinging gently, and her ponytail swaying behind her.

Song Mo walked beside her, the distance between them sometimes close and sometimes far, like two acquaintances who met on the street.

"Closer, yes, even closer, okay!"

"Song Mo looks at Binbin, yes, Binbin, smile, okay!"

The photographer kept directing the two of them.

"I've discovered that you're quite suited to this wildcat style; this look is sure to be a hit," Song Mo praised during a break.

Fan Binbin is one of the few bright and beautiful actresses in the industry at this time. She can not only take the sexy route, but also the leading lady route.

The outfit she was wearing at that moment combined wildness and sexiness.

Song Mo's words cheered her up a little.

"Really? This is my first time trying this style."

Although the two of them were working well together, they still filmed all day long, and by the time they finally finished, it was almost 7 p.m.

Fan Binbin's assistant handed her a bottle of water. She unscrewed it, took a sip, leaned against the wall, and let out a long sigh.

"worn out.

""

"Let's go eat, and then go rest."

Song Mo waved to her; An Ming was already waiting in his car.

Fan Binbin didn't hesitate and got into the car with Song Mo. All she wanted to do right now was eat something and then take a nap.

The two didn't go to any fancy restaurants, but found a small Cantonese restaurant near the hotel, got a private room, and quickly ate a meal.

Stir-fried beef noodles, poached chicken, and baby bok choy in broth. Fan Binbin was starving; his chopsticks never stopped, but his eating manners were still quite elegant—unhurried and deliberate, chewing each bite carefully.

Song Mo was also hungry, but not as much as her. He ate while watching her and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you looking at?" Fan Binbin picked up a piece of poached chicken with his chopsticks, dipped it in ginger and scallion sauce, stuffed it into his mouth, and said indistinctly.

"You seem to be enjoying your meal." Song Mo picked up her soup bowl and took a sip. "You're acting like you're filming a scene with a guy, your expression is spot on."

Fan Binbin rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to reply, and continued to eat.

When the group finished eating and came out, it was almost nine o'clock.

The nights in Guangzhou are humid and hot, with an indescribable dampness in the air, like a towel that can never be wrung dry.

An Ming drove the car, with Song Mo and Fan Binbin sitting in the back seat. Seeing how tired she looked, Song Mo offered her his shoulder to lean on for a while.

I woke her up when we got to the hotel.

Fan Binbin opened his eyes groggily and could only barely enter the hotel with the help of Song Mo and his assistant.

Unbeknownst to them, on the street corner opposite the hotel, in a black sedan with its engine off, someone was holding a telephoto lens and, through a gap in the curtains, captured their silhouettes as they walked side by side into the hotel lobby.

In those days, Guangzhou was close to Hong Kong Island, and its media was very bold, even leaning towards Hong Kong at one point.

Song Mo and Fan Binbin had already been rumored to be dating, and now the two had filmed a movie together. It would be a disservice to the local media not to stake out the place this time. However, they did not expect to be able to get the footage they wanted so easily.

The next morning, Song Mo and Fan Binbin arrived at the filming location. Before they even got out of the car, they saw a large crowd gathered at the entrance of the studio, at least twenty people, carrying video cameras, holding recorders, and holding cameras, blocking the entrance completely.

Song Mo was stunned for a moment, and Fan Binbin was also stunned for a moment. The two looked at each other and neither of them reacted.

"What's going on?" Fan Binbin took off his sunglasses and glanced out the car window.