Traveling through the 80s, I picked up an actor

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Li decided to take a step back: "Then...then I'll give it a try?"

"Okay, okay! Let's give it a try! Lu Qi, quickly find someone to get the pipa!"

"Eh!"

While answering, Lu Qi had already given a look to the person next to him, and that person quickly ran to the prop room and quickly brought back the pipa. Before Jiang Li could speak, someone else brought a slightly higher stool to her.

Everything was ready, and Jiang Li had no room to refuse, so she had to sit down slowly, test the sound slightly, and adjust the strings.

"Director, which song should I play?"

"The song we're going to play is "Remembering Jiangnan". Do you know how to sing it?"

Jiang Li nodded: "Yes."

“This one, then.”

Before starting, Jiang Li couldn't help but look up at Li Mubai who had been standing by her side. Seeing him give her an encouraging look, Jiang Li took a few deep breaths and tried to adjust her breathing. When her breath was calm, she got into position and her fingers flew lightly.

As the sound of the pipa rang out, the whole audience suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Li was a little nervous at first, but as soon as the pipa strings touched her hands, it was almost like muscle memory, and the music score and hand gestures imprinted in her mind automatically led her to play. She held the pipa and played it attentively. The sound of the pipa was clear and graceful, and the elegant and quiet melody immediately brought everyone into the play.

In the gentle sound of the pipa, everyone seemed to have walked into the misty world of Jiangnan, saw the paradise-like scenery of Jiangnan, and saw a Jiangnan woman playing the pipa by the river, using the sound of the pipa to express her deep longing and worry for her lover.

A song of misty rain falling into the mortal world, the notes sometimes leap with the brightness of March, and sometimes are as gentle as a shallow stream, melancholy and slow. It seems to want to tell the helplessness and regret that butterflies cannot cross the ocean and snowflakes cannot fly across spring, and can only hide the sadness and confusion in the misty rain of Jiangnan.

If Jiang Li didn't have camera phobia, she would undoubtedly be an excellent actress. Jiang Li became a completely different person when she picked up the zither. She instantly became gentle, soft, and charming. As her slender fingers gently plucked the strings, her eyes were full of charm and she was radiant.

Li Mubai finally understood why everyone loves Wu Yi's soft words and what it means to be "half of the body collapsed".

"The red candle sheds tears when hearing the sound, and the solitary lamp frowns when listening. When will the wanderer return..."

Jiang Li's delicate and melodious voice, the perfect plucking of the pipa, and the carefree tone of the pipa with a hint of melancholy are more touching than the moonlight. Every string and every pillar is played in my heart, and every song and sigh falls lightly on my heart.

When the song ended, the lingering sound was still in the air until Jiang Li stood up and saluted. Then everyone came to their senses. Then, the entire studio burst into thunderous applause that lasted for a long time!

Only Gu Zhen was so shocked that he stood there in a daze.

Just now someone told me that Jiang Li wanted to try out the role of the stand-in, but Gu Zhen didn't take it seriously, thinking that even if it wasn't self-humiliation, it was just showing off one's skills in front of an expert. But he didn't expect that she could play so well.

It was so good that her perception of herself had changed slightly, and her belief in the importance of this love rival had also been slightly shaken.

Gu Zhen was not the only one who was deeply moved. Many people couldn't help but come over to watch the sound of the pipa, but they all stepped lightly, controlled their breathing, and dared not say a word. Now that the song was over, everyone couldn't hold back their excitement and clapped and cheered crazily.

Gu Xiaohua clapped so much that her hands turned red.

"Li Li, it's just heavenly music! A fairy-like voice that is astonishing!"

In fact, Gu Xiaohua didn't know much about pipa, but when Jiang Li's scallion-like nails plucked the strings with great efficiency, Gu Xiaohua's entire thoughts were drawn away by the strings.

Normally, she always thought Jiang Li was very dashing, but today, when the pipa music came on, she saw the gentleness and agility unique to Jiangnan women in her.

The director was the same. As soon as Jiang Li started playing, he felt that he had found the right person. The impatience and collapse he had felt half an hour ago were completely dispelled by such beautiful piano music.

"Good job Jiang Li! Your skills are no worse than those of professional teachers!"

"It's you! It's you!"

Jiang Li was a little distressed: "Director, but I really can't face the camera."

"It's okay. How about this, you go put on makeup and change your clothes first. I'll figure out a solution for the filming!"

Gu Xiaohua immediately raised her hands: "Then I'll take her to put on makeup and change clothes!"

Before she could react, Jiang Li was dragged away by Gu Xiaohua.

Li Mubai saw that Jiang Li was a little embarrassed, so he jumped out and said, "Are you willing to give it a try? If you don't want to, we won't try it."

In fact, if there were other options, Jiang Li would not want to try them, but she also understood the current situation of the crew. If she really had to rent a new venue and set up the scenery, it would be very time-consuming and laborious.

Jiang Li thought about it and nodded: "If I don't take a picture of my face, I can try it."

On the one hand, Jiang Li was indeed afraid of the camera. On the other hand, considering that she had traveled through time after all, she was afraid of having to worry if she left any images here.

The director immediately gave her a promise: "Don't be afraid of your face. I promise I won't shoot your face."

Jiang Li was pulled by Gu Xiaohua to the dressing room, and at the same time, Li Mubai's eyes followed her. What Jiang Li didn't know was that today, her four strings of the pipa had already deeply touched Li Mubai's heart.

The melody is full of resentment, longing, crying and complaining, turning the graceful misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River into a heart full of bone-eroding tenderness. The lingering piano sounds are filled with obsession, with unparalleled elegance, telling the story of the autumn amidst countless loneliness and pain.

Jiang Li's pipa music was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard in the world.

The cheongsam used for the photo shoot had been prepared long ago. It was made of heavy white satin silk and embroidered with a few green bamboos, which was elegant and natural.

Jiang Li's figure was similar to Gu Zhen's, so Gu Xiaohua just helped her make some minor adjustments and it was fixed.

After Jiang Li changed her clothes, Gu Xiaohua couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow".

"Lili, cheongsam looks great on you. Why don't you wear it normally?"

Jiang Li turned to look at her, with a serious face: "Sister, I used to be a stagehand. Have you ever seen anyone wearing a cheongsam and carrying props?"

Gu Xiaohua recalled the fierce scene of her holding a prop in each hand and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's a bit inconsistent indeed...

"The past is the past, and the present is the present! Now that you don't have to do manual labor, why do you always wear pants? You look so much better in a skirt!"

Jiang Li waved her hand: "Forget about the skirt. It's more convenient to wear pants for daily life. Now that we've changed our clothes, can we leave?"

Jiang Li was about to leave when she was grabbed back by Gu Xiaohua.

"What's the hurry? Your hair isn't done yet, and your makeup isn't on yet!"

"I'm just a stand-in. I won't be filming my face, so I won't have to put on makeup."

Gu Xiaohua was resolute, "No! I won't allow you to walk out of my dressing room wearing such a beautiful cheongsam without makeup!"

Jiang Li: ...

Is this the normal bottom line for a makeup artist?

Gu Xiaohua used her own unique skills to dress up Jiang Li, and when the finished product came out, Gu Xiaohua wanted to give herself 100 points out of a full 200.

"Jiang Li, you are simply as beautiful as a fairy today!"

Jiang Li was originally good-looking, but she just neglected to dress up. Today, after putting on makeup, her eyebrows and eyes were like distant ink, her pupils were like autumn water, and her lips were like the scorching sun.

So when Jiang Li changed her clothes and walked onto the set, everyone was stunned.

Jiang Li usually wears simple clothes and has no makeup on, but today she dressed up a little, with tall eyebrows, red lips, crescent-shaped eyebrows, star-like eyes, and a waist as slender as a willow. She is simply radiant.

A plain cheongsam outlines her slender and graceful figure. The skirt has a slanted slit and the high waist makes her legs look longer and more graceful.

In Li Mubai's eyes, Jiang Li has always been very beautiful, but she looked like a young girl. Today, when she put on the cheongsam and tied her hair up, she suddenly looked more mature and charming.

Especially when she walked towards him step by step with the pipa in her arms, Li Muyou felt his heart pounding deeply.

Is this still his, little fairy?