Chapter 304: The Girl I Like
Gu Mian's eyes had been glued to Ji Lingchuan since she came in, and after her aunt called her, she was embarrassed to look at it again, so she didn't notice him coming.
Hearing his voice behind her, she breathed tightly, turned her head to look at him, and pretended to be calm: "Long time no see." โ
Tan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the time when the two of them secretly ran out together at the banquet, if I remember correctly, Gu Mian seems to be a fan of Ji Lingchuan?
Then she had to wonder what the little girl was here for.
"Mianmian, you tell my aunt the truth, are you here to visit my class or Ji Lingchuan's class?" Tan Zhen clasped his arms and leaned back in his chair, waiting for her to explain.
Auntie's eyes were like torches, and Gu Mian couldn't help but feel empty: "I'...... Of course, I'm here to see you, auntie. She carried the heavy thermos bucket in her hand, "I came to bring you soup, and a few other side dishes, handed over to your assistant." โ
Ji Lingchuan touched his nose and dared to run over with his eyes, but there was nothing.
It's a friend anyway, so she can't say a word to visit his class by the way? Why are you so clear? She thought that she was as shrewd as Director Rong and would not be able to see her little tricks.
Of course, Tan Zhen can see that the relationship between them is not an ordinary fan and idol, and he is too lazy to expose it.
The actors filmed for more than four hours, and she, the director, also accompanied her every minute, and she was already hungry: "Give me the soup, I'm starving." โ
In private, Tan Zhen has no director's frame at all, and his every move is a representative of the bold faction.
She took the thermos bucket in Gu Mian's hand, unscrewed the lid, and the fragrant smell of chicken soup wafted out, so that the staff on the scene couldn't help but stop and smell it.
An older actor complained: "Director Rong, you are too unkind, you don't have our share in drinking chicken soup alone?" We also starved to death. โ
Others echoed one after another, Tan Zhen was in a good mood after filming a satisfactory scene, and beckoned to call the assistant: "The chicken soup is gone, then please eat dessert and drink milk tea, and you go and order takeout to deliver it." โ
The audience was boiling, shouting long live Rongdao.
Tan Zhen looked at Ji Lingchuan and advised: "Don't eat high-calorie food, pay attention to keeping in shape, Qi Lin is a pale and thin teenager." โ
Ji Lingchuan: "......"
Gu Mian vaguely heard the little assistant's feelings, miserable or Teacher Ji miserable, three meals a day of cabbage and tofu, occasionally add a meal, it is also boiled beef in white water, the kind without salt.
She turned her head in surprise and looked at Ji Lingchuan next to her, is he so pitiful?
The man saw the sympathy in her eyes, and pursed his lips helplessly, yes, he was so miserable, which is why he was shaped a month before the start.
The character's personality and demeanor can be expressed by acting skills, and the appearance can only be restrained by himself, who makes Qi Lin a thin and thin young man.
Tan Zhen didn't expect that the thermos bucket brought by Gu Mian had such a large capacity, a bucket full of chicken soup, and she could pour out three bowls, and she couldn't eat it alone.
After thinking about it, Ji Lingchuan, the kid, cried for a few hours, and it was necessary to replenish his physical strength, so he decided to give up a bowl of chicken soup: "You can't eat high-calorie things, you should be fine if you drink some chicken soup, and if you behave well today, you will be treated as a reward." โ
Ji Lingchuan didn't shirk, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Director Rong." โ
Zhao Cheng helped him take a pair of bowls and spoons, poured most of the bowl of chicken soup, and the thick fragrance came to his nose, and even he couldn't help but relish.
Everyone eats, drinks and rests for more than half an hour, Tan Zhen clapped his hands, ready to shoot the next one.
The overall arrangement is very reasonable, the last scene is difficult and the shot is long, and the next scene will be a little easier to ensure a degree of relaxation.
Tan Zhen frowned: "What about the program consultant?" โ
The assistant stood up and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry Director Rong, Mr. Zheng can't come for some time now, he only called us half an hour ago for instructions, and now he can't find a suitable candidate." โ
"What did you say?" Tan Zhen rolled up the script and knocked on the table, "Can't anyone come?" โ
โโฆโฆ Yes. โ
Tan Zhenyang dropped the script with his hand, the good mood he had gained a moment ago no longer existed, his anger rushed to the top of his head, and he yelled at the assistant: "The program consultant couldn't come half an hour ago, why didn't you inform me?!" โ
The crew is immune to this kind of scene, and it is common for Director Rong to get angry in a hurry.
The assistant, a boy of 1.78 meters, was about to cry because of this aura: "I thought I could find a suitable person to replace him." โ
"What do you think? So have you found the right person now? โ
"I'm sorry, Director Rong." The assistant hung his head low.
Qi Lin's setting is a computer genius, and the play must be interspersed with scenes of him writing code, which must be guided by a professional programmer on the spot, or simply a stand-in.
This kind of stand-in is not a traditional stand-in for the actor.
The photographer will first shoot Ji Lingchuan's fingers tapping on the keyboard and his expressions, and then write the code by the stand-in, the camera only captures the rows of codes that keep appearing on the computer screen, and later will cut the two shots together, and the picture presented to the audience is Ji Lingchuan writing code.
The invited program consultant temporarily missed the appointment, and this scene was destined to be filmed.
The atmosphere at the scene was stiff, Gu Mian raised his hand weakly, and whispered, "Why don't you let me try?" โ
The whole audience looked at the little girl, suspecting that something was wrong with her ears.
Tan Zhen was also incredulous: "Are you sure you can?" โ
Gu Mian said modestly: "It should be no problem." โ
At present, she has only learned the basics of programming and computer languages and programming in her professional courses, but she has already mastered more knowledge through learning materials and online courses before entering the school.
She will also challenge all kinds of difficult programming to do daily training, and when filming, the requirements should not be so strict.
Tan Zhen pressed her shoulder: "Then I'll leave it to you." โ
The group changed venues, left the abandoned laboratory, and arrived in a small dark room that was impermeable on all sides, with several connected computers on solid wooden tables, and the data cables piled up everywhere were more terrifying than spider webs.
This is Qi Lin's personal space.
Gu Mian sat in front of one of the computers, and the photographer took place, adjusting the lens to the screen.
She hung her fingers on the keyboard, tapped a few times at random to try the feel, and when Tan Zhen said that she could start, she calmly wrote the program according to the requirements of the script.
The girl's ten fingers are slender and white as jade, flying on the pure black keyboard, and the rhythmic crisp sound resounded in the silent room, and lines of code jumped out of the screen, as if they had vitality.
Ji Lingchuan sat on the chair next to him and looked at her side face.
The photographer only shoots the programming process on the computer screen, and does not need a gaffer to illuminate it, and the light in the small dark room is a little dim, and the girl has long hair and a shawl, and the shirt dress she wears is a cinched waist style, which circles a thin waist. She pursed her lips and stared intently at the screen in front of her, not bothering anyone.
I have to admit that this kind of Gu Mian exudes a unique charm all over her body, which makes people unable to take their eyes off her at all, and they are completely attracted to her.
Ji Lingchuan's chest was like a hammer, and he felt that he had made a mistake all along.
Gu Mian has never been a child, she is a mature and independent woman, a woman who will make his heart beat faster involuntarily.
From the very beginning, he relied on himself to be a few years older than her, and treated her as a child, and every time that kind of man-to-woman thought popped up in his heart, he always hypnotized himself, and it was impossible for him to like a little girl.
The long period of self-suggestion caused him to never dare to think in that direction again.
Until today, until this moment, he did not know how wrong he was.
Thinking about this, those feelings that had been ignored came to mind again. He wants to see her all the time, he misses her when he can't see her, and when he sees her, he can't help but want to be closer, he wants to make her laugh, he looks at her shyness, and even wants to rub her into his arms and kiss her.
Ji Lingchuan admitted that he liked Gu Mian.
Before he had time to rejoice that he had finally confirmed his feelings, he was troubled by another question, what about Gu Mian, did she like him a little?
Gu Mian finished typing the last letter and moved his fingers: "It's done!" โ
Although the others couldn't understand these things, when they saw her confident appearance, they naturally showed admiration in their eyes, and sighed that it was really terrifying.
Ji Lingchuan's lens is much easier, and there is no need to really program, just tap your fingers on the keyboard casually. If you want to be realistic, you can type it again against the code that Gu Mian just typed. However, the photographer estimated that he should not be as familiar as Gu Mian.
By the time all his shots were finished, it was already dark, and Tan Zhen personally drove Gu Mian back, and she didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to him.
Ji Lingchuan returned to the hotel, and Zhao Cheng had already ordered the meal and placed it on the table.
He spread his hands out, accompanied by an exaggerated sound effect: "Dangdangdang, no surprise, there is braised fish tonight!" You drank the chicken soup from Director Rong on the set in the afternoon, and you can still eat fish at night, do you feel happy! โ
Ji Lingchuan sat at the dining table and raised the corners of his lips, he felt a sense of happiness, but it wasn't because of this.
He picked up the chopsticks, flicked the fish on the plate, had no appetite, leaned back and leaned back in the chair: "I want to chase a girl." โ
"Poofโ"
Zhao Cheng just drank a mouthful of soup, and suddenly heard his words, but fortunately he quickly turned his face, otherwise a table of dishes would have suffered.
He looked at Ji Lingchuan with wide eyes: "are you sure??? โ
"You're enough." Ji Lingchuan's tone was calm, "I just want to fall in love, and I'm not going to do anything illegal and undisciplined, why do you react so much." โ
Zhao Cheng pulled out a smirk: "With your current situation, why do you think that falling in love has less influence than doing bad things?" Believe it or not, if you expose your relationship now, there will be a bloody storm on Weibo in the next second. No, the whole Weibo will be paralyzed. Do I need to tell you all this? You should have known about it for a long time. โ
Ji Lingchuan: "You mean I can't talk?" โ
"Don't ask me, I'm just an assistant, where can I manage such a big thing." Zhao Cheng spread his hands, "You might as well tell me first, who the girl you want to chase is." โ
Ji Lingchuan picked up a piece of fish meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth without making a sound.
Zhao Cheng: "Gu Mian? Except for her, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could make Ji Daxing, who was pure and self-conscious, moved his heart.
Ji Lingchuan continued to remain silent, but this time the silence was equivalent to acquiescence.
"Ji Lingchuan! How did you promise me? You say you're never going to like her, and you say she's just a kid! What are you going to do now? Falling in love with a little girl? โ
"She's an adult." Ji Lingchuan corrected lightly.
Zhao Cheng: "......"
You can always find 10,000 reasons to contradict me!