Chapter 72 You and your godfather usually follow Western etiquette?
The time for joining the crew was set two days before New Year's Day.
Song Nian'an was woken up early in the morning, and her manager and assistant Xiao Wu were already waiting at the door.
Having just fought three hundred rounds yesterday, Song Nian'an now felt like a soul without a body.
After washing his face, Wen Jing pushed the packed luggage and prepared breakfast to him. Liu Xiangwan and Xiao Wu took the luggage and hurriedly loaded it into the car.
[What the hell? He almost tore me apart last night, and he didn't even kiss me before leaving today. Men are truly heartless.]
Song Nian'an sat in the car, her head resting against the window.
Suddenly, a knocking sound was heard outside the window.
He rolled down the car window and looked at the person knocking.
Wen Jing cupped his cheeks, leaned in, and gave him a gentle kiss.
Liu Xiangwan was stunned.
He walked over blankly, greeted Wen Jing respectfully, and slipped into the car.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wen, I will definitely take good care of Madam!" Xiao Wu patted her chest and assured him.
Wen Jing nodded.
Song Nian'an, like a kitten, leaned against the window, watching the car drive away.
Suddenly, he poked his head out and shouted to the people behind him, "Take good care of Zhihua. She needs to eat a bag of nutritional liquid every day. The cat food and goat milk should be mixed together. Don't give her too many treats. Change the cat litter every day. Don't be lazy!"
Well, now all I remember is the cat; I don't even care about my husband anymore.
In the car, Liu Xiangwan asked tremblingly, "Song Nian'an, do you and this godfather usually observe Western etiquette?"
Xiao Wu laughed so hard she squealed like a pig. What the hell is this Western etiquette?
Song Nian'an felt it was necessary to make things clear to his agent, so he held up the ring on his hand and said, "Look, Wen Jing gave it to me."
"Oh my god, don't play like this! If this shocking scandal breaks, you'll be the one who suffers in the end! He's a big boss, he can just throw you away, make you disappear from the entertainment industry, he could even make you disappear from the face of the earth!"
Song Nian'an rubbed his forehead. Oh no, another stupid teammate.
He seemed quite cultured back then, I never expected this...
Xiao Wu couldn't stand it anymore.
"Big Agent, how can you be so clueless? This is Mr. Wen's wife!"
Rumble.
Liu Xiangwan felt like she'd been struck by lightning.
"So, you're the sugar daddy of our company?" Liu Xiangwan's tone rose considerably, almost cracking.
Song Nian'an laughed as she ate breakfast, "Calling me 'Mom' is a bit of an exaggeration."
Willow Lane needs quiet at night.
Everyone was resting against the back of their chairs, looking at the scenery going in the opposite direction, because they had set off too early.
Before the official filming begins, costume photos must be taken and lines must be rehearsed with other actors.
"Glory of the Peak" is a story of youthful growth set against the backdrop of the game Honor of Kings. It tells the story of five young men who bravely pursue their e-sports dreams despite facing formidable opponents.
Among them, the two lead actors are both newcomers. Apart from Song Nian'an, the other four are a professional actor who graduated from the Central Academy of Drama named Fu Xun, who has the most scenes with Song Nian'an in the drama.
The two characters in the drama go from being rivals to teammates, from being unconvinced to encouraging each other and achieving success together.
The remaining three teammates, like Song Nian'an, are not from a professional acting background, but they all have some popularity.
Although the lead actors are not very famous, they have all accumulated a certain amount of popularity in their respective fields, and they are all super handsome young men.
The director's casting choices were quite targeted.
The car drove straight to the hotel. Their filming location was in the neighboring city of Y, about a two-hour drive from city S.
When I got out of the car and entered the studio, none of the other actors in the same group had arrived yet.
The three of them were taken directly to the dressing room, where the stylist was already waiting.
The clothes were their team uniforms from the drama. After putting them on, Song Nian'an fiddled with his hair, and the stylist couldn't take his eyes off the refreshing and cute boy.
Song Nian'an took a picture with his phone and sent it to his long-distance online boyfriend.
In a backlit selfie, Song Nian'an's smile was even brighter than the light itself.
Song Nian'an: Look at my official photos, aren't I handsome?
My dear husband: Tell the stylist behind you to look away.
Song Nian'an: And you, did you look at me with your eyes?
My dearest husband: I won't look, because if I do, I won't be able to work.
Song Nian'an remembered her Weibo account. She couldn't stay offline for ages like before, and then start cursing as soon as she logged on.
He posted the photo with the caption: "New actor, please give me your guidance."
Before long, the comment section was flooded with messages.
The comments below are mostly from fans of the previous live streams, but there are also quite a few casual viewers.
"OMG, Ah Nian's look is so cool! It perfectly matches all my fantasies about e-sports boys. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen in a team uniform!"
"Oh my god, look at those dimples, I really want to kiss them, waaaaaah!"
"Is the front-facing camera really that good for selfies? It makes me look like a manga character."
"Innocent little virgin, Mommy's here!!!"
"You'd better not go upstairs...it'll scare the baby!"
Song Nian'an scrolled through the comments, walked to the entrance of the photography studio, and knocked on the door.
The director, screenwriter, and cinematographer are all in the studio, and an actor is already taking photos in front of them.
"So I'm not the first one after all," Song Nian'an murmured to herself.
"Song Nian'an, you're here! Perfect timing, you're next." The cameraman recognized Song Nian'an at a glance and quickly pulled him to start filming.
"No, he also needs to wear black-rimmed glasses on his nose. That'll create a contrast with his character," the director shouted.
The stylist brought over a pair of glasses and put them on Song Nian'an.
Indeed, he looks more like a younger, fierce puppy now, completely masking the childishness on his face, giving him a cute yet fierce appearance.
I wonder if my husband will like it if he sees it like this... Maybe I can try wearing this outfit next time...
Wen Jing's mind-reading ability was passively triggered in the office, and he couldn't concentrate on the project report for a moment.
"Take a break, I'll go get a cup of coffee," Wen Jing interrupted the manager's statement.
"Mr. Wen, how about I help you..." The manager was terrified. "Is the report not written well? Tell me and I'll revise it right away."
"It's nothing, I'll go get some coffee." Mr. Wen's face was half red and half pale.
The manager looked helplessly at his assistant for help, but the assistant shook his head, saying that Mr. Wen's lovesickness would take another three months to heal.
During this time, let's all put some effort into our work!
Wen Jing went to the restroom, washed her face with cold water, and then sent a friendly reminder to Song Nian'an on her phone.
My dearest husband: Be serious about your work, and stop having such a silly thought.
Unfortunately, the child can't see the phone at all!
Xiaoya saw her phone light up, and a WeChat message from her sweet little husband popped up on the screen.
Xiaoya's inner monologue: Who can stand this? I'm just a spectator, and my favorite couple is showing off their love right in front of me.
The director and photographer were instructing Song Nian'an on every pose and expression for the poster shoot.
Song Nian'an fantasized about using this expression to seduce Wen Jing.
Wen Jing needs to be very restrained to stop this little head of his from producing such lewd ideas.
To keep himself busy, Wen Jing would go back to his office and start calling meetings with people one after another. He would lose his temper and yell at people when he couldn't control himself, and the whole company would suffer by the end of the day.
That's a good pose.
[That's a good look.]
This outfit paired with that eyeshadow looks so... suggestive! What was I even thinking?!
"Enough!" Wen Jing slammed his fist on the table, his face flushed red.
The finance manager's legs went weak with fear. "Yes...yes, Mr. Wen. I'll head back now..."
On the way back, I kept reflecting on what I had said wrong, or whether it was those invoices I had mixed in that were discovered? Sigh, the CEO is really sharp; he can see through it at a glance.
The photographer played back Song Nian'an's photos on the DSLR camera for everyone to see, and the staff all praised them highly.
The director gave a thumbs up, saying, "Xiao An, your smile is really great. You're born for this. The shot is very good and natural."
God knows what Song Nian'an was laughing about while filming.
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