"Mr. Zhong, you should cooperate a little, otherwise we won't be able to shoot this short film. ”

Zhong Yue laughed dryly. Do you mean I don't want to cooperate? If I knew how to cooperate, I wouldn't be in a daze. "I have long said that I can't do it, I have to catch the ducks on the shelves. ”

Director Jerry has now made up his mind to rely on this powerful promotional film to become popular in the cultural circle, and it is not okay to see Zhong Yue want to stumble. The identity of the male protagonist is the key to this promotional film!

"Mr. Zhong, don't worry. Let's take a look at this scene and feel it, suppose, I mean suppose, Miss Huang next to you is your wife, what should you do when your wife is grinding ink for you?"

"What should I do?"

Director Jerry saw Zhong Yue, who was frowning and contemplative, and smiled, "Yes, think about it, what should you do?"

Oh my God, let a single dog who has been single for 20 years think about what a couple should do when they sit together and flirt, isn't this making it difficult for me to be fat?

Since he hadn't filmed yet, Ou Yangming instigated him from a distance, "Hug up! Brother Yue, hug her!"

However, seeing Huang Youwei's cold eyes, Ou Yangming shut up, it seems that this cold young lady is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded, he can only meditate in his heart, let Zhong Yue ask for more blessings.

"In the past, when my grandmother was still alive, every time I polished my grandfather's ink, my grandfather would always light an incense burner on the side. ”

"Light the incense burner? Yes! This is good! Props group! Hey, hey, hey, the incense burner has wood?"

"Director Liu, there is an incense burner, but there are no spices. ”

Jerry rolled up a stack of papers, "Just stuff something inside, don't smoke too much, let's just create that atmosphere." ”

The incense burner was soon served.

"Okay, let's get one!"

"Let's go!"

Huang Youwei sat aside and continued to grind the ink, Zhong Yue pulled a match with some disadvantages, and slowly put it into the incense burner, his eyes watched the match gradually burn half, thinking to himself what kind of mess was placed here?

"Cards!"

Director Jerry walked over with some frustration, "Mr. Zhong, my Mr. Zhong, are you doing treasure?"

"Did I do something wrong?" Zhong Yue looked up at Jerry with a bitter face, his greasy face seemed to have another layer of varnish, shiny.

"Is the incense burner pretty?"

"Fortunately, the workmanship is a little worse. ”

Jerry looked at Zhong Yue, who had a straight man with cancer, and finally stopped pretending to be a grandson, and yelled, "Is it as good as the girl next to you!?"

“……”

"Mr. Zhong, it's a gaffe. I know that you are not a professional actor, and our little short film does not mean that you have to shoot any height and depth, it is just a very ordinary and warm small scene, so as long as you can invest some emotion, it is really easy to write calligraphy again. ”

"Okay, give me some time, I'll think about it again. ”

Huang Youwei on the side said lightly: "Do you have anyone you like?"

"Hmmm......"

"It's actually easy for you to treat me as the person you like, just like you usually eat and drink tea and chat. ”

Zhong Yue nodded in a daze.

Like someone?

Gu Qin, will she sit quietly on the side so quietly and polish ink for me?

I guess if he doesn't knock over the ink, he'll be thankful......

Zhong Yue recalled that time in Xiaohe Mountain. At that time, he was sitting on the stone, under the guidance of Jin Nong, comprehending the lacquer calligraphy, and Gu Qin at that time stood silently aside, painting his back.

Perhaps when both of them devote themselves to art, there will be a tacit understanding. This is different from everything that happened after that, because in the future, it seems that everything related to Gu Qin seems to be happening around Zhong Yue, buying him clothes, racing water guns in the Youth Palace, Zhong Yue's lacquer book was ridiculed by his friends, Gu Qin took Chen Pingping to explode vigorously, as if everything this witch did was centered on Zhong Yue.

"Okay, I think I get it. ”

Jerry, who was waiting on the sidelines, heard this, and immediately cheered up, "Let's cheer up a little and fight for this." I know it's almost now, and everyone hasn't eaten yet, so if this is over, I'll treat everyone to a big meal!"

The staff, who was originally a little emotional, also calmed down when they heard this. Originally, at this time, I had already finished work and eaten. The temporary task is still an unprofessional actor, which is really guilty.

Zhong Yue took a deep breath.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Yue thought about the state he was in in the Little Lotus Mountain.

The match is struck and thrown into the censer. Zhong Yue looked sideways at Huang Youwei, as if he was staring at Gu Qin. Both of them are doing their own thing, but the kind of communication between their eyebrows, without too much contrived affectionate gaze, is like first love.

Huang Youwei stopped grinding the ink, and Zhong Yue naturally picked up the brush and dipped it on the inkstone.

"He was born with no love, a little paint to love. ”

Another camera poked down from above, zooming in on its focus.

Jerry sat by the monitor, looking at the two lines of poems completed on Zhong Yue's paper under the lens, and shouted with some emotion: "Card!"

Zhong Yue put down his pen, looked at Director Jerry who ran over, and said with some heart: "No, it really doesn't work." Director Jerry, let's find a professional actor to come over, I've done my best. ”

Liu An said excitedly: "No, Mr. Zhong, that's great! You behaved so well this time! I mean it's over!"

"Really?"

"Of course, very good, and when we cut the footage and add the background music, I believe this is a perfect promotional video. And this poetic sentence is also very good, yes, really good!"

Ou Yangming ran over and said, "Are you alright?"

"Hmm. ”

"I'll see. ”

"Mr. Ouyang, it hasn't been edited yet, and when it's finished, I'll deliver it to the two of you, how about it?"

"Good, good. Brother Yue, and Xiaowei...... Uh, let's go have a meal, shall we?"

Zhong Yue and Huang Youwei were about to change their clothes, walked together, and said, "Yes, let's have a meal together?"

Huang Youwei looked up at Zhong Yue, "No need." I'm sick and can't eat anything outside. ”

“……”

The tacit understanding and pleasant atmosphere before were instantly dissipated by this sentence.

"Okay. ”

The two walked into the changing room.

Huang Youwei picked up the phone, and there was a hint of disappointment on her face.

"Hey, little Vivi. ”

"Sister Qingyu ......"

"What's wrong, didn't you see Zhong Yue when you went to Shanghai?"

"See. ”

"Then why do you tone like that?"

Huang Youwei said with some loss: "He has someone he likes, but it's not me ......"