Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: Extra—Retirement Arc Finale
The clothes that Nian Shutong brought out made it impossible for the art director and Li Chengze to refuse; both wanted to beg for them.
"Of course you can use them, I brought them here to be used."
Nian Shutong then took out several more outfits.
Each one left those present speechless, unsure of how to describe them.
"Let me, let me."
The art director personally reached out, took the clothes from Nian Shutong’s hands, and then glanced at the open suitcase on the floor, at a loss for words.
Nian Shutong brought three sets of clothes, three pairs for both men and women, all made by her during her leisure time.
The three sets of clothes were immediately decided upon, and shooting began.
Li Chengze took charge of the camera and said to the two people who had changed into their outfits, "This set requires a bold aura, you need to—"
"Yes! Exactly that feeling."
In the lens, Nian Shutong was in a bright red Hanfu, while Fu Yunhe wore a black Hanfu. The aura of the two changed abruptly, making the surrounding staff feel somewhat oppressed.
It was so strong, even making their knees feel weak, with an urge to kneel down and bow.
Li Chengze had gone completely mad, unable to part with any shot, frantically snapping around until the next outfit change.
"This time, it’s that sort of ethereal feeling, set apart from the world."
The moment Li Chengze finished speaking, he was instantly muted; these two must be reincarnated Immortals.
In the lens, Nian Shutong in her flowing white robes, holding a jade flute in one hand, with a gourd at her waist, was undoubtedly the Carefree Immortal herself.
Next to her, Fu Yunhe held a sword, lying with his eyes closed beside the semi-reclining Nian Shutong. Although expressionless, he gave the impression that nothing but the woman beside him could catch his attention.
Without a doubt, apart from the camera shutter sound, silence surrounded the scene, with everyone staring at the two.
The last set was a set of Republic-style Qipao and a young master’s Zhongshan suit.
The art director brought out the jewelry he had tucked away to add color, but Nian Shutong glanced over and said, "I have my own."
Watching Nian Shutong take out a necklace from her somewhat worn backpack, the art director thought to himself that this green... was exactly what he had in mind.
A single necklace could practically buy his company, who exactly were these two?
The art director gave Li Chengze a glance; Li Chengze was already in a half-crazed state, completely missing the signal, merely clicking the shutter repeatedly.
"Emotion, yes! Exactly that feeling."
The two in the frame, despite no overt actions, merely passing each other and locking eyes left an impression on everyone around them that they were the only ones for each other.
The entire shoot took less than an hour and was completed.
Nian Shutong gathered her things and said to Li Chengze, "It’s fine, we’ll be leaving now."
"By the way, make sure to develop a set of these photos for us, for memory’s sake."
"Sure, sure!"
Li Chengze and the art director personally saw them out.
Once outside, the couple used information from the internet to head to a nearby film city, as Nian Shutong was curious about how movies were shot.
But when they arrived, they were met with refusal because not just anyone could enter.
The two didn’t insist, simply leaving.
The couple stayed quietly for a few days, then started traveling, exploring various places.
A month later, a magazine appeared out of nowhere, with the cover image taking the world by storm.
The makeup from this photoshoot won a gold prize, causing a stir across the entire fashion circle.
The main point of interest was: Who are these two?
At that moment, the two protagonists of the story were on a beach, watching couples below dressed in wedding attire, feeling a bit inspired.
"Fu Yunhe, let’s do a wedding photoshoot like this."
"Sure."
The decided pair went ahead with their plan.
They contacted Li Chengze to discuss their wedding photoshoot request, and Li Chengze immediately stated that many well-known wedding magazines would be willing to shoot them for free.
Nian Shutong said she wanted to see the wedding dress styles, so Li Chengze began making contacts.
A week later, everyone gathered for this issue of the wedding shoot.
Nian Shutong chose one she liked from the many olive branches offered.
When she emerged from behind the curtain, Fu Yunhe couldn’t take his eyes off her.
"Am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful, Madam has always been beautiful."
They exchanged a smile, and Li Chengze couldn’t help but capture the moment with a snap, even though it wasn’t time for the shoot, he couldn’t resist.
Nian Shutong didn’t mind; she tried on several outfits, wanting to purchase the ones she liked.
"Do you want to buy them?"
"Yes."
Nian Shutong wanted to keep them as a memento, even if it was unlikely she would wear them, but she had the financial means to indulge.
"The total for these wedding dresses is 3.8 million; are you sure you want to purchase them?"
Nian Shutong didn’t say a word; Fu Yunhe directly brought over a travel bag and set it on the ground.
"Cash, let’s settle the bill."
Nian Shutong bought the clothes she liked and hired photographer Li Chengze, continuing their travels.
Wherever they went, Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe would change into outfits, some were purchased wedding dresses, others their own clothes, for Li Chengze to capture candid moments.
The two had no makeup, no staged shots, just enjoyed the beautiful scenery in outfits they liked.
Three months went by as they captured their journey.
Li Chengze had no complaints, believing that this was perhaps the pinnacle of his life.
There would never be better photos.
After the shoot ended, Nian Shutong collected the negatives and planned to develop all the photos.
"Can I use your photos for a photography exhibition?"
"Yes."
Nian Shutong had no objections; Li Chengze was delighted, expressing his gratitude.
After the photoshoot ended, Li Chengze left.
The couple, Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe, had one small wish yet to be fulfilled: seeing the process of filming a movie.
Finally, Fu Yunhe contacted Zhou Nan, met on the train, expressing willingness to finance a team to make a movie.
On the other end, Zhou Nan hung up twice, thinking it was a scam.
Finally, after being unable to hang up due to Fu Yunhe’s network skills, he realized it was real.
Zhou Nan didn’t understand why, but with money comes authority, so he began assembling a team, with demands for top actors, an excellent script, nothing less.
Once the team was assembled, Nian Shutong became the wealthiest producer, entering the film city.
They planned to film a disaster movie, set in Blue Star’s future.
The cast was full of capable actors, even the supporting roles, depicting a story about humanity’s environmental destruction and the ensuing calamities.
They hoped to raise a bit of awareness for Blue Star’s inhabitants.
The final special effects were done personally by Fu Yunhe. When he presented the finished product to the director and others, they only had one thought—was this truly their movie?
Regardless, the movie premiered smoothly, with critical acclaim erupting on the first day; the special effects were extraordinarily impressive, surpassing foreign productions.
The entire film earned over 6 billion domestically and achieved several billion overseas, a major success.
Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe not only didn’t lose money but indeed made a significant profit.
However, they planned to leave and allocated part of the proceeds to a trustworthy charity and part to establish an environmental fund for protection purposes.
Once everything was settled, the couple strolled through a sycamore-lined street, light rain drizzling, and came across a small teahouse.
The teahouse wasn’t particularly unique, but the poetic couplets by the door were captivating.
"So our destiny was here long before, hidden in a poem."
Nian Shutong smiled lightly at Fu Yunhe and said, "My destiny, may I offer you a cup of tea?"
"I would be honored."
With a jingling sound, the door opened as they stepped inside, the sign by the entrance read:
Clouds float lightly across the Milky Way, sparse rains drip on the sycamores.
Fu Yunhe, Nian Shutong.
The end.
