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

Song Mo and his group didn't stay in Wuzhen for long. The next day at noon, a light rain swept through the entire town, turning the old-fashioned eaves, which were already a bit dusty, into a dark, gloomy mess.

This made the Jiangnan water town feel even more like a traditional Chinese ink painting, which amazed several lighting technicians from the north.

Thanks to the three-day drizzle, the filming was completed quickly.

The final shot shows Song Mo holding an oil-paper umbrella in a narrow alley paved with bluestone slabs, with rainwater dripping from the eaves beside her. Song Mo looks up and meets Jin Sha's eyes as Jin Sha seeks shelter from the rain.

Jin Zhuo was very satisfied with the last eye contact between the two. "Alright, very good. Let's go back to the hotel to prepare. We'll move on to another location this afternoon."

When Jinsha finished filming and was about to move to another location, she felt quite regretful, saying, "I didn't expect the filming to go by so quickly. I wanted to stay a few more days."

"What? You still want to spend the New Year here?" Song Mo said with a smile.

Jinsha pouted. "I just think this place is really beautiful. Where are we going next?"

"Let's go to Xiaoyaojin in Luzhou," Song Mo said without hesitation. "Next, we're going to film the music video for 'Luzhou Moon'."

The music video for "Luzhou Moon" was filmed faster than expected. Jin Zhuo and his team traveled to Xiaoyaojin, Mingjiao Temple, and Baohe in Luzhou, capturing all the imagery from the lyrics—moonlit night, lone boat, stone bridge—into the footage using real-life shots.

There wasn't much complicated staging, and Song Mo didn't even need to perform. He just needed to stand there, in front of those ancient buildings, quietly looking at the camera, and the emotion would come out on its own.

As Jin Zhuo watched the playback on the monitor, he clicked his tongue in amazement: "How come you and the overall picture are so harmonious? Is it because I filmed it too well?"

Song Mo smiled and said, "Of course."

Jinsha rolled her eyes at the two of them, who were actually complimenting each other.

Jin Zhuo and Song Mo have gotten along much better these past few days while filming together; otherwise, given his personality, he wouldn't joke around with others so easily.

After filming the last take of "Luzhou Moon," Bi Xiaoshi received a phone call. He walked aside, said a few words, and returned with a smile on his face, clapping his hands.

"Let's pack up and move on. It's going to snow in Hangzhou in a couple of days, the first snow of 2003. My friend just got the news from the weather station."

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhuo's eyes lit up: "It's going to snow in Hangzhou?"

"Yes," Bi Xiaoshi said. "And it's said that a strong cold front is coming, and the weather station said that it might form evaporation fog. At that time, the lake will be shrouded in mist, like a fairyland."

Upon hearing Bi Xiaoshi's words, Jin Zhuo stood up without hesitation and began to call out to everyone: "Quickly, everyone pack up your equipment, let's leave today. This kind of weather is rare, once we miss it, it's gone."

Bi Xiaoshi also pulled Song Mo aside, "You mentioned Fan Binbin before, is it too late for her now?"

"Don't worry, she finished filming a long time ago and has been in Hangzhou for several days now," Song Mo said with a smile.

Bi Xiaoshi nodded, relieved.

Immediately afterwards, the entire team seemed to be put on fast-forward. Originally planning to stay in Luzhou for another day, the whole team moved to Hangzhou that afternoon.

Upon arriving in Hangzhou, the weather had changed. The wind had picked up, causing the willow branches along West Lake to sway wildly, and a damp chill filled the air. Jin Zhuo, without taking a break, led the photographer to scout locations along the lake.

Song Mo had just settled into the hotel when her phone rang. It was Fan Binbin.

"Song Mo, have you arrived in Hangzhou yet?" Her voice was crisp and clear, carrying a lively and energetic spirit.

"We just checked into the hotel. Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up." Song Mo breathed a sigh of relief; he was also worried that something might have happened to Fan Binbin.

After hanging up the phone, Song Mo asked Xu Yuan to arrange a car to pick him up. In less than an hour, Fan Binbin arrived at the hotel lobby.

When Song Mo came downstairs, he saw her at a glance. She was wearing a red coat and a light gray scarf, her hair was loose, and she looked radiant and beautiful.

Since the last scandal, she seems to be in better and better condition, exuding confidence wherever she goes.

"Sister Binbin, thank you for coming all this way." Song Mo greeted her with a smile and extended her hand.

Fan Binbin shook hands with him, then released his hand and waved it generously: "We're friends, what's the trouble? Besides, didn't we already agree on this? And besides, I listened to the demo of your song and really liked it. I haven't even filmed a music video yet."

Although the previous love triangle scandal caused quite a stir, it was eventually resolved smoothly, which also helped her shed the label of "maid." Therefore, in her eyes, Song Mo was undoubtedly the number one lucky star.

Over the past few years, she has gone to great lengths to shed the label of "maid," but unexpectedly, it was a scandal that ended her image as a maid in the public eye.

"With your skill level, filming this will be a breeze," Song Mo said with a smile.

Fan Binbin nodded and reminded him, "When are we going to film? It's almost Chinese New Year."

Song Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Director Jin has gone to scout locations. Filming should start in the next couple of days. You should rest first, and we'll all have dinner together tonight."

Fan Binbin nodded and followed the staff to check in. After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and looked Song Mo up and down: "Have you grown taller recently?"

Song Mo was taken aback for a moment: "No, right?"

"He looks a bit taller than before," Fan Binbin said, then turned and left.

Song Mo was left muttering to himself, "Am I still growing? It's quite possible, after all, I'm not even 20 yet."

The next morning, Jin Zhuo took his team to West Lake to enjoy the scenery.

Fan Binbin followed along, wrapped in her red coat, standing beside the Broken Bridge. The wind whipped her hair wildly, but she didn't care. Instead, she excitedly pointed to the Baochu Pagoda in the distance and said, "Director Jin, this spot will definitely look great."

Jin Zhuo glanced at her and nodded: "Your scene mainly involves standing on the broken bridge, holding an umbrella, and looking at the lake. Not too many movements are needed, but your eyes should convey a hint of melancholy and a touch of anticipation. Is that alright?"

Fan Binbin is a professional actress, so this requirement was no problem for her. She gave an OK sign: "No problem."

That afternoon, it snowed.

Fine, dense snowflakes drifted down from the hazy sky, landed on the lake, and disappeared instantly.

But what truly made everyone hold their breath was the fog on the lake.

As snowflakes fell, a layer of white vapor began to rise from the lake's surface. Before long, the Bai Causeway and the Broken Bridge became faintly visible.

The Baochu Pagoda in the distance is now just a blurry outline.

Seeing this, Jin Zhuo's voice changed, filled with barely suppressed excitement, "Quick! Quick! Set up the equipment! Start filming now!"

The photographer, a native of Taiwan, had never seen anything like it before. He was dumbfounded, but dared not delay his work and quickly set up his equipment.