translated_Chapter 92

92: Music Design

Yue Yue nodded, seemingly understanding, and climbed down from Jing Yueming, then went to hold Qiu Ci’s hand.

Qiu Ci’s phone received a text message: “They’ve arranged a studio for me here. You can do follow-up work there. Tell me if you need anything.”

Ba Gu saw them chatting and realized that it wasn’t the right time to talk to the big boss. Since Qiu Ci was the organizer, they would meet again later anyway, so he said his goodbyes.

Jing Yueming was a bit concerned: “Qiu Ci, I always feel like something’s missing. Can you help me?”

Qiu Ci thought for a moment: “Your current train of thought is always leaning towards anthropomorphism. Why do I say that? Star constellations and flowers, you’re integrating them into a human-shaped garment. These elements are rationally designed and will allow you to have a comfort zone in traditional clothing design. Sometimes, you can step outside and look at other directions.”

Jing Yueming was still a little confused.

Qiu Ci was helpless. He must also be experiencing some aesthetic fatigue. Jing Yueming still performed consistently, combining the fire pot element with the cloak, like being born from the flames with ashes.

But it always felt like the theme was lacking something.

“Let’s go to the studio,” Qiu Ci suggested.

He found Su Yuyang to get a car these past few days. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be convenient to take Yue Yue out to play.

It was actually less than two hundred meters away.

Before they could even warm their seats, Jing Yueming and Zhang Kaizhe had to get out of the car.

The studio had already been prepared. The organizer was giving Qiu Ci face by giving it to him.

Some basic items were placed neatly inside. After Qiu Ci took a look around, he said: “Not bad. You can stay here until the end of the competition.”

Yue Yue ran around excitedly: “Uncle, this is bigger than the studio at home.”

“Yeah, do you want to play here or go home to play?” Qiu Ci lovingly patted Yue Yue’s head.

“I want to play here first, then go home and play at home.”

“Okay, you play by yourself first, be careful. I’ll talk to a few uncles for a while.”

Qiu Ci continued to communicate with Jing Yueming and the other guy: “The drafts can pass, but when it comes to the stage, think about how to modify the actual objects. The stage has a lot of freedom. I’ll try to get more than ten minutes of performance time for each contestant.”

Zhang Kaizhe couldn’t help but ask: “Qiu…President, who exactly are you?” He was really curious. This man seemed to have an outstanding temperament. He always thought he was just a rich boss, but now it seemed he was not that simple.

This stumped Qiu Ci. How should he say it? Or where should he start?

“That’s not that important. In short, many troubles that you can’t solve are nothing to me.”

For example, today, two outsiders were being difficult here, and Qiu Ci solved it in just half an hour, not by exchanging favors for recommendation letters.

It was through direct financial investment to open the back door. How much money is needed for one-third of the investment in an international event? What kind of person can take out these in a short time?

Zhang Kaizhe said weakly: “Okay…”

Jing Yueming thought for a long time: “Qiu Ci, you said, what if I change the model to a fire pot performer…I mean…”

Qiu Ci nodded directly: “You can, study the specifics further.”

“Qiu Ci, help me with it,” Jing Yueming acted spoiled with him regardless of others: “Help me come up with ideas, I’m just a concept right now.”

Qiu Ci was helpless.

However, communicating with Jing Yueming was quite good. He rarely had the opportunity to talk to others about aspects he was interested in.

He had been struggling with this idea for a long time, and strictly compared the competition system.

Finally, they decided to use a fire pot performance directly for the fashion show.

Special stage, in addition to extra effort on the clothing, props and stage and even music have to be re-selected.

Fortunately, Qiu Ci also had connections in this area.

Jing Yueming brainstormed again to think about how to carry out new ideas.

Qiu Ci contacted Su Yuyang and Bern to study the stage design and music.

Of course, in addition to Jing Yueming’s affairs, Qiu Ci was also invited to participate in the judging panel in the fashion competition.

After declining a couple of times, he finally agreed to guide in the first two stages, but not to participate in the scoring of the final fashion show.

Tsukimi Rin was late to return, but fortunately, Yue Yue was also interested in Qiu Ci’s work.

Qiu Ci took the little toddler from the judging site, the studio, and home every day, going back and forth in a triangle.

The time was especially fulfilling, and there was no time to think wildly. It was a period of time with a pretty good state.

In the first two stages, Jing Yueming stood out among several Chinese designers and successfully entered the final fashion show stage.

Out of hundreds of submissions, twenty contestants were selected, three of whom were from various parts of Asia, including Jing Yueming.

After Jing Yueming’s final finalized result came out, the rest was about the stage.

Qiu Ci exchanged ideas with Bern, and they both agreed to use traditional Chinese musical instruments for the soundtrack. For those who knew more about these, Bern recommended Sen.

Qiu Ci almost forgot that there was such a fierce general.

In the afternoon, he was studying fabric choices with Jing Yueming when Zhang Kaizhe came in holding a pile of samples, followed by Sen who had just arrived.

“Mr. Qiu, long time no see.”

“It’s okay, I’ve been too busy lately. It just so happened that your time is convenient, so I called you over to help.” Qiu Ci directly stated the purpose of this time: “This is my former student. He will be participating in the upcoming Fashion Tide fashion show with his work. Because our stage is special, I would like to ask you to help study what kind of music is suitable. Because I plan to use the form of a fire pot performance, I want the music…” Qiu Ci told her his ideas.

Jing Yueming studied and looked at the newly arrived fabrics, and shook his head at Zhang Kaizhe.

Zhang Kaizhe lay on the table in despair: “Damn, I’m going to fight your perfectionism to the end.”

“There’s no way, there’s a bit of a lack of texture. See if you can find a stiffer fabric.” Jing Yueming’s level could not be passed, and Qiu Ci would not agree even more.

Zhang Kaizhe was suffering, running to the post office and various streets every day, and even becoming familiar with the country workshops.

After learning about the situation, Sen gave his own suggestion: “Currently, the orchestra has several musicians from China, who also use traditional instruments, but I think that since everyone wants a wild path, then I still have a candidate, who not only understands Chinese culture, Chinese instruments, but also knows the organization that performs the fire pot that day.”

Qiu Ci’s eyes lit up: “That’s great. I’m worried about the performers. I originally planned to pick up some people from China.”

“I’m happy to be able to help you, but…this person is a little special, relatively small…”

“Small?” Qiu Ci was curious, how small could it be?

Soon they knew what this special meant.

Qiu Ci and Jing Yueming took Zhang Kaizhe and Sen to a yard at the end of a small alley.

People were arguing inside.

“Damn, you little brats burned my clothes again. Do you know how expensive my robe is? You can’t afford to pay for it even if you do a hundred somersaults!”

After a crash and bang of throwing things: “Why do you rely on your size to fight me? Come on, I’m not even afraid of ghosts, why would I be afraid of you little ghosts!”