Chapter 50 The plan to write a copy at the summer solstice is something I have only for my whole life. …
In the silent corridor, the European-style vine-patterned carpet absorbs all the footsteps, and the faint scent of apricot blossoms floats in the air-conditioned wind.
Two men of different heights stood in front of the double doors made of mahogany with golden carvings. The fat man had his shirt so tight around his abdomen that it rose and fell with his breathing; the thinner man's plaid suit looked funny and ill-fitting.
Their Adam's apples rolled, and with a "beep", the door in front of them was released.
“Thepany has assured that they are working closely with regulators to ensure responsible deployment…”
The floor-standing speakers played the BBC broadcast in a clear and melodious voice, and the sunlight lingered in the 60-square-meter office.
The two men were as reserved as thieves. They stepped carefully onto the hand-woven wool carpet in the center and glanced calmly at the interior of the office. A huge floor-to-ceiling window ran across the entire wall, and sunlight poured into the room through the glass, shining on the dark walnut floor. The office decoration style was mainly dark brown, gray and black. The leather sofas, marble coffee tables, and custom-made bookcases, every piece of furniture seemed to have been carefully selected.
The strong man immediately saw the ebony high-back chair with its back facing the visitor. He took a half step forward with a smile and said in a flattering tone: "Boss Wang, we are here to see you..."
The thin man next to him pushed his glasses, rubbed his hands and said, "Remember us? We are..."
The soft sound of a swivel chair rolling across the floor interrupted his words.
The man sitting on the office chair was not the steady and mature middle-aged man they imagined, but a young man with a buzz cut and blue stubble, and the zipper of his jacket stuck under his chin. A closer look revealed a takeaway logo on his shoulder, which was out of tune with the office decoration.
Instead, there was anger and impatience.
"Why is it you!" The thin man's awkwardness and respect completely disappeared. He walked up to the young man with a few quick steps and tried to grab the young man's collar, but because there was a desk between them, he could only clench his fists and curse loudly, "How did you break the security system?! Do you know where this is?! You lunatic! Are you going to die?"
The young man ran his thumb across the screen of his phone and replied calmly, "This is my office."
“…”
“…”
There was a brief silence in the office, and then the two men burst into shrill laughter.
"After we kicked you out of the house, did you go insane? Could you be the richest man in City A?"
"The security department will be here in three minutes. You still have time to climb through the window now! Don't say we didn't warn you!"
"You were obviously jealous of my career and drove me away. I didn't expect that you still don't know how to recognize me today." The man ignored the two people's sarcasm and took out a tablet from the drawer and put it on the table. "If you don't believe me, you should believe this."
The fat man was stunned. He picked up the tablet and examined it carefully. His voice trembled slightly. "Isn't this... the latest AX700 tablet, with 512G memory, 3.2k ultra-clear original color screen, built-in nano soft light, super refresh rate, the latest processor with low frame drop makes the game values more accurate, and a 11,000 mAh large capacity battery, so there is no need to worry about battery life... Such a perfect tablet is only available to the richest man in our city A. How could it be here with you?!"
The thin man snorted: "Don't be fooled by him, this must be a model machine!"
"That's right!" The fat man reacted and cursed: "You are indeed a shameless liar. How dare you use fake things to cheat us!"
At the moment when the two men were about to smash the tablet.
The door slowly opened, and a handsome man in a well-tailored peaked-lapel suit walked in with a cup of coffee.
When the thin man saw the person coming, his eyes lit up and he smiled again: "Secretary Chen, you came at the right time. This guy has nothing to do with us. If you want to arrest him, just arrest him. We just let him out."
"Yes, yes, yes." The fat man nodded.
Secretary Chen is handsome, with watery and tender eyes. Although he looks young, he is quite tall, with fair skin of excellent texture.
Secretary Chen walked to the desk without stopping, put down the coffee gracefully, glanced at the two of them, and smiled again: "Since you have nothing to do with him, why are you still here?"
The thin man immediately got excited and shouted to the person on the office chair: "Did you hear me? Get out now before things get out of hand and don't waste our time!"
Secretary Chen interrupted him, pointed at the two of them and said, "I'm talking about you."
“W…what?!” The two men thought they had heard wrong and were stunned for a moment.
The mahogany door opened again, and a dignified man came in. He had hair parted in the middle, wore a high-end custom-made suit, and the emerald on his brooch reflected a dazzling light.
The thin man quickly grabbed the sleeve of the man in the suit and said flatteringly: "Mr. Wang, you came at the right time..."
Before he could finish his words, the man in the suit shook his hand away.
The shadow cast by the suit man's brow made his eyes look like two daggers. He adjusted his sleeves with disdain and said in a voice as cold as frozen earth: "What Mr. Wang? I'm not Mr. Wang. The one over there is Mr. Wang."
Secretary Chen had already knelt on one knee and bowed to the man on the chair, saying, "Boss Wang, the three-year term has expired. Please take charge of the Wang Group again!"
The man in the suit also knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Boss Wang! The 26 major families including ABCD are waiting for your orders! Please continue to lead the major families to develop new functions for the tablet!"
Mr. Wang, as they called him, stood up slowly while holding the tablet: "After playing for so many years, it's time for me to go back."
"Then these two..." Secretary Chen reminded in a low voice.
"Since they say they don't know me," Mr. Wang turned his back to them and waved his hand calmly, "then there's no need to keep them. Send them away."
The two people kneeling on the ground responded in unison: "Yes!"
The two men who were so arrogant just now collapsed to the ground, shouting in regret and despair: "No! We were wrong!"
The shouting continued until the camera slowly pulled away, and the picture extended outward from the French windows of the office. The bustling high-rise buildings outside the window gradually disappeared, replaced by a huge green screen.
Several cameras appeared in the picture - it turned out that this grand office was just a flat set built in the studio, surrounded by busy staff and filming equipment.
"Okay, the shooting is over. Thank you for your hard work."
A staff member from the program team came from behind the monitor.
Director Yu, who was standing next to him, watched the scene again and said thoughtfully, "Young people like this kind of plot nowadays?"
"It's just a joke in the drama. The planner of the commercial said that we should make it more interesting this time," the staff pointed at the actors chatting over there, "Director, you guys are willing to shoot the commercial with us after finishing the drama. You've really worked hard."
"It's not time to get off work, so it's not that hard. Besides, we have worked so hard to set up this venue, it would be a waste to just shoot a few scenes. It would be better if you use them," Director Yu looked at the people gathered together, "Besides, I think they are having a lot of fun acting."
In the distance, five actors who participated in the commercial shooting walked out from the set and talked excitedly about the plot they had just performed.
Wang Baiyue laughed and said, "When I thought about what Brother Qi would say in the advertisement later, I was really trying to hold back my laughter when I took out the tablet. It was killing me."
"I almost couldn't help laughing before I came in." Chen Xing looked up at Xia Huanming, who had his hands on his shoulders. "What about you?"
Xia Huanming lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze met Chen Xing's, a perceptible smile flashed in his eyes: "No."
Deserves to be the first place in the "Don't Laugh Challenge".
Chen Xing raised his hand and gently tickled Xia Huanming's chin like he was teasing a cat, praising him, "Very professional."
Xia Huanming seemed to be in a very good mood, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.
"Next time, I'll play the richest man!" Zhao Xingyu was still not satisfied with the filming. "I have to take a break from acting in some brainless scenes like this."
Wang Baiyue rolled his eyes and teased Zhao Xingyu based on his identity: "You play the role of the prince of Hong Kong. One phone call stops all ships in Victoria Harbor."
Zhao Xingyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he praised in Cantonese: "Wow! Your idea is so good!"
Wang Baiyue got excited after receiving the praise and made up a story for others: "Brother Qi, you are a financial tycoon, with millions of dollars fluctuating every day. You were plotted against and then made a comeback. Xiaozhu, you are a real young master in Shanghai. You originally lived in Tomson One and held the secrets of the Lujiazui business district. But the fake young master got there first, and you started to slap the fake young master in the face and tear him apart."
Chen Xing was so happy that his eyes were curved with laughter: "I still live in Tomson One, and I am pretty good at being a security guard there."
Wang Baiyue finally pointed at Xia Huanming and smiled evilly: "As for you, you should play the role of a Buddhist in the Beijing circle, spinning your bracelets while walking, and love driving a Maybach to the company. Not only must you have stomach problems, but you must also have various phobias, and have 500 servants at home cook porridge for you every day."
Xia Huanming: “…”
Zhao Xingyu couldn't help laughing: "Five hundred people cooking together? This porridge must be one hundred kilograms, right?"
Zheng Qi smiled and explained: "You don't understand, otherwise how could you get stomach problems? You drink 100 kilograms of water every day."
Chen Xing suddenly realized and clapped his hands: "Makes sense."
Zhao Xingyu gave a thumbs up: "Genius, the logic is closed."
Wang Baiyue asked happily: "How about it, can I become a screenwriter?"
Chen Xing and Zhao Xingyu nodded in agreement, holding Wang Baiyue's hands on each side, and echoing Wang Baiyue in extremely exaggerated voices, while Zheng Qi laughed along.
Xia Huanming, who was standing next to him, opened his phone and asked Wang Baiyue, "Don't you have to go to Group 2 for filming today?"
It has been six days since the end of the first round of selection. Today is the fourth day after the end of the second round of filming and the third day since the beginning of the third round.
The girls' second group chose Zheng Qi and Wang Baiyue this time. Wang Baiyue's scenes were mostly in the afternoon, and he only came back in the evening for two consecutive days.
Wang Baiyue shook his head and said, "Not today, I can go back with you later."
After hearing this, Chen Xing quickly invited, "Then ride a bike with me!"
The filming location of the third episode is not far from their dormitory. If you have an electric car, it will take about 15 minutes to get there, and it will take only 20 minutes by bicycle.
Those who have fewer roles, like Chen Xing, have been riding shared bicycles back to the dormitory recently.
As soon as Chen Xing finished speaking, he met Xia Huanming's gaze.
Xia Huanming put one hand in his pocket, holding the phone in his right hand, and said calmly, "What about me?"
Chen Xing was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
Xia Huanming said calmly: "I can also ride a bicycle back."
"Well," Chen Xing smiled, thinking that one more person would make it more lively, "Let's ride back together."
Xia Huanming nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
So they agreed to split up into two groups when they go back: Chen Xing, Wang Baiyue and Xia Huanming ride bicycles together, while Zheng Qi and Zhao Xingyu take a car.
After chatting for a few more words, they dispersed to remove their makeup.
The lounge and dressing room of the third phase are much more spacious than before, and the makeup room has also been upgraded to an independent space for one person.
Chen Xing's dressing room is about ten square meters. Although it is not particularly large, it is simply and comfortably decorated.
The walls are light gray, matched with soft warm yellow lights; in the corner is an off-white dressing table, on which Xiaoling's cosmetics and tools are neatly arranged. There is still a circle of LED lights embedded around the mirror, and the light is even and soft.
Xiaoling helped Chen Xing apply makeup remover with gentle and skillful movements.
As she wiped it gently with a cotton pad, she smiled and said, "I saw your performance today. It's really getting better and better."
Chen Xing smiled with his eyes closed and asked Xiao Ling: "Really? If you feel that way, then you must have made progress."
"Especially after watching the pilot episode, the contrast is immediately apparent." Xiaoling carefully wiped off the traces of foundation, even wiping the earlobes. "When will the next episode be aired?"
"The day after tomorrow?" Chen Xing remembered that the production team had mentioned this in class. "Wasn't it originally scheduled to be broadcast every fifteen days? Because of the high demand, it was changed to ten days."
Xiaoling patted her chest and said, "That's good, otherwise I can't wait any longer."
After Xiaoling removed her foundation, Chen Xing finally opened his eyes and asked Xiaoling what she thought after seeing it for the first time.
Xiaoling squeezed lotion onto the cotton cloth and said, "I thought that you guys on TV were different from the real you, like you would quarrel and look down on each other, but I didn't expect that everyone is as interesting as you."
In fact, Xiao Wu and Lu Qing were also worried about this before he came.
It turns out that worrying is in vain.
Chen Xing nodded and said, "It's better for us."
"You really have a sense of variety. You were the only contestant on the trending search in the pilot episode. Many netizens used your super long paragraph as a challenge to speak in one breath. Did you know that?"
Chen Xing nodded: "I know, I've seen it before."
When Chen Xing was looking for a video of hand gesture dance, he saw the funny challenge tag #One Breath Challenge#, and the text of the video with over 2 million likes used his words.
Why is it a comedy challenge? Because almost no one can finish speaking, and by the end their faces turn red, and they are all using the special effects of "soul flying out of the body".
"Hey, if the drama you starred in is broadcast, you will really become famous," Xiaoling covered Chen Xing's face with cotton cloth, "Your family must have seen your trending searches, they should be very happy. I didn't expect their son to have two trending searches for his first appearance on a show."
"...What about your parents? They should be very happy when they know you are on this show." Chen Xing asked back.
Xiao Ling didn't notice Chen Xing's brief pause. She glanced at the small camera on the table and pulled up her mask: "If my parents saw me on TV, they would probably take ugly photos of me in the family group. Fortunately, I wore a mask."
Chen Xing smiled: "Hahaha, uncles and aunts are so cute."
Xiaoling then talked about other groups, and Chen Xing shared everything he knew with Xiaoling, which made Xiaoling laugh several times.
I wonder if these will be included in the behind-the-scenes footage.
Ten minutes later, Chen Xing, who was the first to remove his makeup and change his clothes, came out to wait for others.
Chen Xing went for a comfortable and simple style today. He wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a rainbow blue diamond-patterned wool vest over his hips, and his pants were loose-fitting yellow polyester wide-leg pants.
Without the restraint of the suit, Chen Xing felt relaxed all over. He leaned casually against the wall, looking down at his phone.
Two staff members pushing an equipment cart happened to pass by here. They were talking and laughing, but when they saw Chen Xing from afar, they stopped communicating.
Logically speaking, the staff members follow the set and will meet celebrities every time they shoot. They have become immune to celebrities. Unless they meet a big star like Zhang Jin'an, they will go up to join in the fun. Usually, they just keep their heads down and work, and nodding is considered a greeting.
But Chen Xing is different.
After spending so many days together, the staff on site all knew what kind of personality Chen Xing had. He was considered one of the easy-to-talk-to artists and would praise them for their amazing props, good scenery and high efficiency whenever he got the chance.
Who wouldn't be happy? So, every time the staff saw Chen Xing, they would greet him like they were meeting a neighbor, and Chen Xing would always respond to them.
One of them came up and said, "Hey? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Chen Xing looked up, straightened up and answered, "Waiting for them to go back together."
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