Chapter Twenty-Seven: Filming Everyday Life IV
The sky on Egret Island is clear and transparent, with only a few thin clouds.
In the office building, Fluttershy is overjoyed and leans into the ear of Li Shuxin, who is sitting at the workstation next to her, and whispers, "It's time to pay!" โ
Li Shuxin, who was reading the comics submitted by newcomers, picked up her mobile phone and glanced at the bank card receipt text message, and suddenly looked happy. Momentarily, he frowned again.
Li Shuxin's salary is calculated based on basic salary plus performance. Since she has just entered the industry for a year, as a rookie editor, there are not many comic book authors under her hands, and her performance is naturally average, deducting five insurances and one housing fund and provident fund, the actual amount of money is about 4,500.
Li Shuxin, who has been independent since she was a child, has a dream of moving out and living by herself, so she has wanted to buy a house of her own since she was a child.
However, for Ludao, a second-tier city, the cost of living is no less than that of a first-tier city, and a job alone is not enough to support her dream.
"Shu Xin, hasn't the next comic book signed by the sleepy lazy cat author?" Fluttershy asks.
Li Shuxin shook his head, "He said that he didn't have time to release new works recently. โ
Fluttershy has a different opinion: "A lot of writers are lazy, and most of the "lack of time" or "reality is something" is to justify their own procrastination. Shu Xin, you have to be a strong editor, the easier you are to talk, the more these little bunnies will get in! โ
"There is also an author on my side who once said that he had a quarrel with his boss and left, and I sympathized with him at first, but this guy stayed at home and played games for several days with this reason, and the comics stopped updating for several days."
"So, you have to take the initiative and be reasonable with them. It's all an excuse that you don't have time to draw comics, time is like water in a sponge, and there will always be crowding. โ
Fluttershy's words make Li Shuxin completely wake up.
She looked down and pondered for a moment, then took out her phone to contact the lazy cat author again. After all, if she can sign the other party's next work, her performance will improve a lot in the next few months.
As a result, when she opened QQ, she saw that the news of the official comic group kept popping.
Li Shuxin clicked in curiously....
The lazy cat who loves to sleep (group leader): "[Picture] [Picture]"
At around 7:40 a.m., several shirtless photos appeared in the comic group.
At about eight o'clock, many female friends who got up to look at their mobile phones were silent for a while, and the next second the news was like a tsunami, landing in the coastal area with an indiscriminate bombardment, and the photos were soon drowned out.
(Administrator) White Silk Lori: "? โ
(Administrator) Killer of Millions of Boys: "?? โ
Husband is Ximen Qing: "Is the lazy cat stolen?" (Shocked) this scale, this abs... What is this?! Is it something I can see without spending money? โ
The female man who couldn't unscrew the bottle cap: "Woo woo wooโโ, lazy cat finally heard the call of the majority of group friends, and began to explode meat photos!" Hiss~, send a few more photos, let the sisters take a good look ~"
(Administrator) White Silk Lori: ".... I'm !! This figure, this side face, is it really the lazy cat himself?! This... It's so good-looking, compared to the last time I put on clothes, I don't know it at all when I take off my clothes. โ
(Administrator) Killer of Millions of Boys: "@็ฑ็็ก็ๆ็ซ, ahem! As a group manager, I would like to seriously criticize this ethos! Who gave you permission to post photos of this scale? Do you think these photos you posted are good-looking? It's not convincing at all, I don't believe you can send a few more and let me criticize it! โ
The simple-minded flower girl: "That... My girlfriend asked if there was anything else? She wants to see the one who shows her face~"
....
There are already hundreds of messages in the group, and Li Shuxin can't even see them when she flips them up, so she can only glance at them roughly.
Until I saw the earliest muscle photos of Qi Ming's selfie at the top of the message record.
Li Shuxin didn't think much about it at first, it was equivalent to the author's own explosion, she didn't say anything, after all, it was not within her work authority.
It's just that she is somewhat disgusted by a boy posting a photo of this size in a girls' group chat. may also be related to Li Shuxin's relatively conservative personality, but it is difficult to say anything with different views.
Until she inadvertently clicked away and glanced at it....
Then, she frowned slightly.
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When it was time for lunch, it was clear that Tutor Jiang said that he wanted to invite guests to dinner, but it turned out that Qi Ming would take the courier back to the studio workshop first, and then Jiang Yuhan threw out a meal card and handed it to him.
"Bring me a Shin ramen, I'll eat it at the workshop." Jiang Yuhan admonished.
said that he would let him run errands in a blink of an eye when he had a good treat, and as soon as Qi Ming wanted to refuse, he saw Jiang Yuhan sitting in a dignified posture, his sexy long legs in black stockings, and said in a slow and flat tone:
"There are too many people in the cafeteria at this point, if you don't want to eat in the cafeteria, you can pack it back."
Qi Ming didn't refuse anymore when he heard her say this, he stared at the meal card handed over by Jiang Yuhan, and suddenly thought of something, and took it excitedly, "I'll go now!" โ
Looking at Qi Ming's departing back, Jiang Yuhan gradually put away his smile and stared at the computer screen intently, without showing any reaction.
There is one cafeteria in each district of Ludao University, and Qi Ming came to the nearest canteen in the West District.
He found a stall with few people, first ordered two meats, one vegetable and one soup for himself, and then packed a Xin ramen for Tutor Jiang University.
"Boss, swipe your card!" Qi Ming was full of arrogance and took out a certain guide's meal card.
The credit card machine at the counter clanged -
The aunt who was cooking glanced at him, "This is the teacher's card, classmate, are you helping the teacher cook?" โ
"yes."
"Then I'll give you more."
"Thank you, Auntie."
After packing Tutor Jiang's meal, Qi Ming took his three dishes and one soup and prepared to solve it on the spot in the cafeteria. As soon as he left the stall and found a nearby place to sit down, he sent a WeChat message to Lin Yingchun as soon as his mind moved.
Qi Ming: "Miss Lin, have you had lunch?" โ
More than ten seconds later, a new message in the chat box prompts: "Not yet, what's wrong?"
"It's okay if you haven't eaten, come to the West District Canteen, I'll invite you to eat!" Qi someone was full of pride and waved his hand.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yingchun, who was wearing a delicate white dress, came to the cafeteria, she frowned slightly and looked for someone in the cafeteria, pure and cute.
If you look closely, she has an excellent figure, her waist is just thin, and her legs are the perfect curve that all girls dream of, except for her breasts.
Qi Ming got up and said hello with a smile, and the two came to the stall to order.
"Qi Ming, it seems that you are in a very good mood today?" Lin Yingchun raised her beautiful little face and looked at Qi Ming who was smiling.
Qi Ming was noncommittal and replied: "If a person is lucky, he will naturally be in a good mood, and his good mood will naturally be shown on his face." Therefore, when encountering good luck, I always can't control my emotions, and it is natural to laugh a little exaggeratedly. โ
Lin Yingchun nodded: "Hmm." I don't disagree with that. โ
As soon as the words fell, Lin Yingchun looked at the boy who ordered her three dishes and one soup, and the smile she had kept on her face finally couldn't hang up.
"Don't order it, that's enough... I can't finish it. โ
"It's okay, I'm in for this meal, you have to eat enough!"
Today's noon consumption is all paid for by Tutor Jiang University!
However, Qi Ming is still more rational, and he will not learn from a certain Zhao Gongzi who pays for the whole audience. Now that it has only cost more than a hundred yuan, Jiang Yuhan will not bother with him if he knows it.
Looking at the full plate, Lin Yingchun sat down helplessly and looked at Qi Ming: "The filming discussed with you in the morning, I have already contacted the Bi set crew here, and several classmates are also willing to help, so when do you plan to start filming?" โ
"Of course, the sooner the better!"
"Then it's two o'clock in the afternoon, and I'll let you know the location later." Lin Yingchun held chopsticks in his right hand and propped his left hand under his beautiful chin.
"Yes! It's all up to you. โ
After lunch, Qi Ming rushed back to the workshop with the Xin ramen packed for Tutor Jiang University.
Jiang Yuhan took back the meal card and glanced at the fact that in addition to the Xin ramen, her proud student also ordered several other side dishes for her 'intimately', and Jiang Yuhan didn't even bother to ask how much the meal cost.
"Dao'er, you eat slowly. If you can't finish it, I'll be able to kill all this bit of food by myself. โ
Jiang Yuhan listened to the 'rebel' with her face propped up, and flicked her four fingers on her delicate and fair face, and then she gave Qi Ming a disgusted look, as if to say: I knew that you just wanted to take advantage of the teacher.
"Do you have anything else to do this afternoon?" Jiang Yuhan asked casually.
"Yes."
"Wellโโ, what's going on?"
Jiang Yuhan, who was bowing his head and taking a small bite of Shin ramen, ruffled his hair and made a nasal voice that seemed to be interested.
"I'm going to shoot in the afternoon...."Qi Ming was about to answer, when the mobile phone rang a QQ prompt sound.
He picked up his phone and looked at it, and the familiar notes and avatars lit up with small red dots.
It's a small mourning editor.
What is she looking for herself?