The director is specialized in luxury advertising, with a very high degree of professionalism, called shancoleman.

To this end, the team specially equipped with translators, mainly for the good communication between Su Ling and the director.

Su Ling originally wanted to refuse, but on second thought, she was quite proficient in French, mainly in oral English, and her understanding of other aspects was limited. In case the director wanted to mention the understanding of culture, his own understanding would not be in place, which would affect the process of work.

So she accepted the translation.

The translator surnamed Chen, with several assistants, is more convenient for the whole team.

Chen and Shain Keman have been communicating with each other all the time. Su Ling sits on one side. It would be impolite to listen to other people's conversations. She looks down at the script in her hand.

The script was written in both Mandarin and French, and she figured out what it meant.

The French are romantic and open-minded, but the people of s are always reserved and reserved. In terms of culture, they pay more attention to the beauty hidden between the lines.

Su Ling bowed his head and carefully remembered, thinking about how to better integrate the two cultures.

However, the words of Chen translator and shancoleman still came into her ears from time to time.

She found that shancoleman could basically understand what she said. As long as it didn't involve too professional terms, it should be OK to communicate alone.

When she went to make tea, she heard this with sister Heng.

"Why don't I take the initiative to communicate with him?" Said suling.

Constant elder sister pulled her: "fool, this time Mingrui specially agreed with the other party to arrange translation into the group, what do you think is for?"

"For what?"

"When communicating with the director, you can listen more and have more reaction time, so as not to go to the battle in person and cause misunderstanding. So, you'd better wait for the translation to translate for you. "

"That makes sense." Su Ling smile, "Heng elder sister, you and Ming Rui are long seven Qiao Linglong heart?"

"Your family Mingrui is long, but I'm still far from it." Sister Heng laughed, "go."

Suling's gone.

After a brief exchange with her, Chen can shoot.

Su Ling's facial features are very smart and expressive. She stands in the middle of the camera, and shancoleman's face shows a smile.

She ran on the grass, like running to her lover, her face showed a bright and a little nervous expression.

She stroked the horse grazing on the lawn. Her eyes were free and focused. Sometimes her eyes were empty and focused. She was really like a girl who had just fallen in love - shy and eager, bright and delicate.

This part, shancoleman is very satisfied, repeatedly thumbs up.

Next, she's going to shoot another part.

In the other part, there is a scene in which Su Ling is riding a horse across the grass, taking a picture of her back and the front and side of her horse riding in the sunset.

Shancoleman said in French: "in this part, is suling really riding a horse, or is it replaced by a Trojan horse? I heard that not many of you can ride horses. "

Su Linggang wants to say to use Trojan horse instead, because generally speaking, using Trojan horse instead can better guarantee the shooting effect.

And Su Ling really can't ride a horse, because the time is too short for her to study.

She was really sorry for this, but shancoleman put forward this point, and presumably he also recognized that suling could choose the same at will.