Chapter 7: Concealment
was hesitating whether to call back to ask about the situation, but the mobile phone suddenly rang, and the three big words "Gu Beichen" jumped on the screen, so frightened that September almost threw the phone out, and only after settling down did he slide down the answer button.
"Hey ......"
Probably because he had just woken up, September's voice was a little hoarse, and the slightly raised tail note gently swept the tip of Gu Beichen's heart like a feather, making him lose his mind for a moment.
"Ahem." Gu Beichen clenched his right hand into a fist against his lips and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, "Since the matter has been resolved, let's go out for dinner together in the evening." After a pause, he added as if he remembered something: "As I said last time, we are going to join a crew after all, and we should cultivate our feelings in advance." ”
September had actually always been suspicious of his so-called cultivation of feelings, and she hadn't taken it to heart before, but after a few previous intentional or unintentional ambiguities, she obviously couldn't maintain her previous calm when facing Gu Beichen, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Gu Beichen on the other end of the phone frowned slightly, "What?" Already have an appointment? ”
After Gu Beichen had been reminded of this, September immediately remembered the text message from Song Huai'an that he had just seen, and after a few seconds of short entanglement, he gritted his teeth and gave an affirmative answer, "Yes!" I'm sorry, I've already made an appointment with someone else. ”
Gu Beichen, who rarely took the initiative to make an appointment, touched the iron plate for the first time, and was so choked that he didn't answer, and his face turned a little colder, "Since that's the case, don't bother." ”
September, who was hung up on the phone, blinked, and didn't react for a while, so he simply called Song Huaian back first, but it was the assistant who spoke after picking up, saying that Song Huaian was filming and would call her back later.
When Song Huai'an called back again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was hard to hide his tiredness from the sound of his voice, but he seemed to be in a pretty good mood, and said to September half-jokingly: "I thought you knew that I wanted to ask you out, but I didn't know how to refuse me, so I didn't answer my phone." ”
September couldn't help but laugh, "How come? You've helped me twice in just a few days, and I've always been a grateful person, so of course this meal should be my invitation. ”
The unintentional unfamiliarity in her words made Song Huai'an's eyes flash a trace of loss, but he quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "That's natural, it just so happens that you are also under a lot of pressure these days, let's say, what do you want to eat." ”
The two disagreed, Song Huaian wanted to go to a French dinner with September, but September insisted on taking him to try an authentic roadside stall.
When it came to the appointed time in the evening, Song Huaian finally went to the stall to eat skewers according to the meaning of September.
In order to avoid being recognized, the two of them changed into low-key clothes before going out, and finally went to a more remote stall that they frequented in September.
Taking care of Song Huai'an, who came to this kind of place for the first time, as soon as he sat down, he took a tissue and wiped the desktop for him, and when he looked up, he saw that the other party's eyes were staring at him without blinking, and then he laughed: "What?" Is it surprising that I would come to such a stall to eat? ”
Song Huai'an was not as pretentious as he imagined, and it only took a short time to adapt to such a place, he chuckled, "I really didn't expect it." ”
The boss quickly brought the ordered wontons to the table first, and in September, he scooped one of the hot air floating on the bowl and put it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I used to like to come to such a small stall when I was in school, it may look inconspicuous but the taste is very good, but unfortunately I can't come often when I have a little fame, and I am even more greedy." ”
Song Huaian took a bite of it, and the taste was naturally not as thick and mellow as the soup in those star-rated hotels, but perhaps because of the different people together, it was much more delicious.
It took some time for the ordered skewers to be delivered, and September didn't have the slightest intention of taking care of the image in front of Song Huai'an, and he solved most of it alone, but he was still a little unsatisfied, and when he licked his lips and stretched out his hand to the remaining skewers, he was stopped by Song Huai'an in time.
Song Huai'an smiled and squinted his eyes and shook his head at September, "This is too spicy, and it will be bad for your stomach if you eat it again." ”
September pouted, still a little reluctant in his heart, "But I don't seem to like you very much, or let's change places next time, but...... Since you don't eat it, you can't waste it. ”
"It's not that I don't like to eat, it's just that the company is strict with me, and we all have requirements for eating."
Song Huaian didn't feel anything wrong, but there was some sympathy in his eyes when he looked at him.
"If you have to limit your ability to eat food, you will have less than half the fun of life." As he spoke, another string of tender lamb skewered down the belly.
“…… In September, you're really different from everyone else. Song Huai'an shook his head with a smile, other female artists are trying to find ways to eat grass, and I am afraid that there will be only one person in September who is "informal" like this.
Just as September was about to teach Song Huai'an a good lesson, the mobile phone rang.
"Hello? Which one, please? ”
"Ah...... Okay, I got it. ”
Seeing that September was about to put down the phone, Song Huaian was about to ask, but found that September's face had changed.
“…… Director Xue, I will never be perfunctory in my work, but please talk to me well, I don't think I made any mistakes in my performance that day. ”
"Got it, I'll be here on time tomorrow."
September hung up the phone with a gloomy expression, poking at the garlic eggplant on the plate in front of him, obviously unhappy.
"What's wrong?" Song Huaian cautiously probed: "Isn't the work going well?" ”
September waved his hand, and wanted to spit out with Song Huai'an, but he thought that his usual pressure was already not small, so he still hid it.
"It's a small thing, I can solve it myself, come, let's continue to eat."
Song Huaian looked at her thoughtfully for a while, didn't ask, picked up the grilled gluten and ate it in one bite, and then picked up a skewer of grilled squid.
September was frightened by his actions, "You're not ......"
"I think you're right, life is still about living in the moment."
As he spoke, he swallowed the beef tendon with a "happy" face and chewed hard.
September was teased again, "Okay, don't force yourself, if you get fat and have acne, your die-hard fans can spray me to death." ”
In the end, at Song Huai'an's insistence, the remaining small half was finally solved by one person and one half. Thinking about September's stomach, which had been devastated tonight, her request for a beer was ruthlessly rejected, and finally she could only go home with a round stomach.
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Early the next morning, September arrived at the shooting site of the advertisement.
On the phone call last night, Director Xue's attitude was really bad, but thinking of what happened that day, September can also understand, after all, whoever is bumped into a "good thing" will be angry.
The phone said that the evaluation of the finished LAFTIA advertisement last time was too bad, and according to the terms of the contract, she had to reshoot it once in September to compensate, otherwise she would have to bear most of the losses.
But in fact, September is very clear, she didn't play as badly as Director Xue said in the last advertisement, and the evaluation of the clips that can be edited is not too good, but at least it is decent.
This remake is bound to be Yan Xin chewing the root of her tongue on Director Xue's side, wanting to use this to give her a dismissal, but the contract is written in black and white, and the reason they are looking for is high-sounding, and she really has no reason not to go.
When September arrived, there were only a few staff members who were setting up the scene, and the makeup artist was delayed, and seeing that the time was almost up, she had to use her own makeup to make herself suitable for shooting according to her own understanding.
Halfway through the makeup, Director Xue and Yan Xin finally came late under the support of a large number of people.
Yan Xin's gaze came from afar through the crowd, and there was undisguised contempt in her eyes, as if she was saying, "No matter how powerful you are?" Or do I have to come back for a reshoot without saying a word? ”
September, who has always separated work and life very clearly, didn't want to bother with her at all, so she lost her eyes and turned her attention back to the rest of her makeup.
On the other side, the staff brought Yan Xin a reclining chair and a small table as if they were serving Lafayette, and even did not forget to accompany a cocktail with a small umbrella hanging on the edge of the glass.
At such a crowded shooting scene, Yan Xin was stunned to toss out a feeling of being on the beach and enjoying the wind on vacation, which really made September cry and laugh.
After laughing, September didn't give Yan Xin his thoughts, but devoted himself to filming.
After being deliberately found fault by Director Xue in the last shooting, she spent time studying LAFTIA and brand advertisements with the same positioning, which can be regarded as benefiting a lot, but it is enough to deal with Director Xue, who is not interested in shooting at all and just wants to find trouble.
After changing into the required clothes in September, the shooting began quickly, judging from the advertising storyboard she had just seen, there were only some slight differences between this shooting and the last time, the clothing was changed to a loose suit with a neat version compared to before, the neckline of the black suit was opened into a deep V all the way to the top of the navel, not too revealing but full of sexy, her already not low height and loose wide-legged trousers added a sassy sense to the whole person.
The two diametrically opposed styles were unleashed to the fullest in September, and even the staff present couldn't help but marvel at her amazing expressiveness that had improved by leaps and bounds in just a few days.
Of course, Yan Xin also saw these in her eyes, and for a while she was a little hateful, and put the cup on the table and stepped forward with a look of pointing at the country.
"Director Xue, the look in September just now is too fierce, this perfume by LAFTIA is aimed at college students and women who are just starting out, if they are all so fierce and like a tigress, who will buy your perfume."
The director, who was already on the united front with her, naturally immediately said yes, "That's it, Xinxin is right, ...... like you"
September, who was stunned in place, seemed to think of something, and suddenly interrupted: "Director, I don't think there is anything wrong with my eyes, but I still have to thank Miss Yan for giving me a very good inspiration." ”
After that, she directly took off the high heels under her feet to reveal a pair of delicate and delicate jade feet, and turned her head to look at the director: "As you said, the audience of LAFTIA perfume is women in their twenties, but now it is the 21st century, I believe that most people's minds will not stay in ancient times, thinking that women should be delicate, weak, and dependent on men to survive." On the contrary, this style that is both independent and sexy may be the preferred target group, isn't it? ”
Several producers present who watched the filming were amazed by September's unique point of view, and Yan Xin, who was slapped in the face and poked at the center, was so angry that she was trembling.
Seeing her angry appearance, Director Xue could only cry bitterly in his heart, and hurriedly stood up to ask for "justice" for Yan Xin, "How did you talk in September!" Is it me a director or are you a director, Yan Xin is your predecessor no matter what she says, you should accept it humbly if you give you advice, why don't you hurry up and put my shoes on, what do you look like! ”