Good grief.
Targeted ignorance, huh?
Shen Bin deliberately lagged behind the group to walk alongside Nan Jiaojiao, "Xiao Nan, I'm not familiar with Director Chen. What are his preferences? Tell me when you have a chance."
Nan Jiaojiao pressed her lips together.
"I mean no harm. Every director has their own insistence on styling. It's good to ask clearly to avoid violating their taboos."
What taboos could that old fox Director Chen have? Anyway, Nan Jiaojiao hadn't discovered any. Besides handling the camera and directing, he is notoriously hands-off with everything else.
At first, Nan Jiaojiao would proactively ask Director Chen questions, holding his thermos cup, he would grin like an idiot and say everything was fine no matter what she said.
"I only know a smidgen. Our designer is really good. She comes up with the styling, and we just follow it. It's very easy."
"Can you introduce me to that designer then? I'd like to get to know her."
