Chapter 80 Visiting Diary
Zhou Ai complained for the Nth time on the phone, saying that Chu Yi didn't care about his "career" at all and had never even seen him work. His tone was as sour as a neglected large dog.
Chu Yi didn't say it, but he kept it in mind.
It happened to be his day off, and Zhou Ai had an important advertising shoot, so Chu Yi decided to visit the set in person and give him a surprise.
He has always been thoughtful in his work and did not rush over directly. Instead, he sent a WeChat message to Xu Yang in advance, confirming again and again that his presence would not disturb the filming progress. Only after receiving a series of assurances from Xu Yang of "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome" did he set off with peace of mind.
The attentive Dr. Chu even ordered exquisite drinks and afternoon tea for the entire filming team before they arrived.
Therefore, before Chu Yi himself showed up, sumptuous refreshments had already been delivered to the set.
The staff looked at each other in bewilderment at the sudden "reward" before them, wondering which thoughtful person had given it to them.
I asked the director and assistant director, but they both shook their heads and said they didn't know, which added to the mystery.
Just as everyone was whispering, the light at the entrance of the studio dimmed and a handsome and tall figure walked in slowly.
Chu Yi was wearing a neatly tailored black long coat, which made his skin look even whiter.
Under the coat was a light apricot-colored low-necked cashmere sweater. The soft texture outlined his slender yet not frail figure, and the exposed part of his neck and collarbone looked elegant and restrained.
Below is a pair of loose casual cropped trousers made of suit fabric, casually paired with a pair of white sneakers.
He also wore a pair of black half-frame glasses, a rare sight on his face. The thin metal rims added a touch of elegance and aloofness to his already calm demeanor.
The sense of high intelligence and elite emanating from the inside out formed a wonderful collision with the fashionable and artistic atmosphere on the set, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
He did not disturb Zhou Ai who was working in front of the camera, but just stood quietly behind the staff area, with his hands casually in his coat pockets, looking calmly at the shooting center.
The shoot seemed to be running into a bit of a problem at this point. The female model Zhou Ai was working with couldn't quite get into the groove, her poses either looking stiff or lacking the emotional intensity the photographer was looking for, leading to several NGs.
Although Zhou Ai maintained his professionalism and cooperated with the attempts again and again, people who knew him well could see that his slightly furrowed brow and slightly tense jawline showed that his patience was gradually wearing out, and he was about to speak something.
Just before Zhou Ai was about to speak, a cool and steady voice, clear enough to penetrate the noisy atmosphere, rang out, calling his full name:
"Zhou Ai."
Zhou Ai was startled, and almost subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. His gaze passed through the crowd, accurately catching sight of Chu Yi, who was wearing glasses and dressed in a cool manner, standing at the back of the group.
He almost blurted out something, but Chu Yi just stood there, made a "silence" gesture, and waved his hand. Zhou Ai also behaved himself in an instant, just standing there, curling his lips and continuing to cooperate with the filming.
Xu Yang, who was standing not far from Chu Yi, only realized at this moment that he had always subconsciously regarded Chu Yi as the "small" companion of Zhou Ai who needed care.
It was not until this moment, when Chu Yi was standing there alone, that Xu Yang realized that Chu Yi's figure was so tall and straight. The aloof and abstinent aura in the crowd was just like... the Jerusalem that the advertising industry longed for, an existence that could instantly enhance the brand style.
The entire set was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes switched back and forth between this pair of extremely good-looking couple.
"Fuck... who is this??? So handsome!" A young stagehand who had just started working was staring in amazement and couldn't help but swear.
The colleague next to him immediately nudged him with his elbow and lowered his voice with a hint of pride in his tone: "Are you on 2G? You don't even know Dr. Chu Yichu? Just search Zhou Ai's name, and this guy will be right after it!"
"Oh my God...this cool and aloof temperament and body proportions, I love it! Is he really a doctor and not a model?"
Chu Yi seemed oblivious to the discussions around him, still keeping his hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed calmly on Zhou Ai who was in the center of the photo shoot, and he just raised his eyebrows slightly at him.
Zhou Ai received the signal, and like a lion having its fur stroked, his impatience instantly vanished, and his eyes softened. He blinked in the direction of Chu Yi, indicating that he had received it.
Seeing this, Xu Yang hurried over with a smile on his face. "Teacher Chu, you see, the filming here will take a while. Why don't you go sit in the rest area over there? It's tiring to stand here."
Chu Yi glanced at the filming process, which indeed still needed some time, and realized that Zhou Ai would inevitably be distracted by his continued presence. "Okay, thank you for your help."
Xu Yang personally led Chu Yi to the nearby rest area. Several staff members who were busy there stood up subconsciously, looking a little reserved, when they saw Xu Yang leading this "legendary master" over.
"You guys are busy, don't worry about me." Chu Yi waved his hand gently, indicating that they should continue working. He found a corner that was not in the way and sat down, his posture still calm.
After he sat down, his attention was drawn to several post-production and planning staff who were working hard in front of their computers with frowns on their faces.
They seemed to be conducting preliminary screening and color adjustments on several sets of sample photos that had just been shot, but after revising several versions back and forth, the results were not ideal and they were unable to decide on a plan.
Chu Yi watched quietly for a while. As the light and shadow on the screen changed, he noticed a detail.
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up, walked behind the group, and spoke humbly, "Excuse me for interrupting you. Can I make a small suggestion about the color tone of this painting?"
When they heard the voice, several people turned around and saw that it was Chu Yi. They were a little flattered and quickly made way for him: "Teacher Chu, please speak!"
Chu Yi pointed at a highlighted area on the side of the character's face on the screen. His fingertips were white and slender, and his tone was steady and professional, as if he was analyzing case data.
"Could the exposure here be a little stronger? Make it more transparent. Also, the warm tones of the background next to it seem a bit abrupt with the cool, luxurious feel that the subject and the brand are trying to convey. This brand has always been about high-end simplicity, and overly warm tones might weaken that sense of luxury and distance."
His suggestions were to the point, pointing out the problems and providing clear directions for adjustments.
Several professionals' eyes lit up and they immediately tried to make adjustments according to his ideas.
When the cold metallic luster is contrasted with the cleaner light and shadow, the texture of the entire picture is instantly improved, and that high-end and fashionable feeling comes out at once!
"Holy crap! Incredible!" A post-production teacher couldn't help but exclaim, "It turns out that only people with good taste can see the key issues at a glance! Teacher Chu, you're amazing! This feeling is right!"
Chu Yi looked at the adjusted footage on the screen that better highlighted Zhou Ai's contours and cool temperament. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, his tone remaining calm, "As long as you like it."
What he was thinking was: How could I understand what luxury and brand tone are?
However, the warm color cast on Zhou Ai's face is indeed not as good as the cold light in highlighting the depth of his facial features and that unique handsomeness that is between a boy and a man.
The filming finally came to a half-hour break.
Zhou Ai instantly became like a large dog that had been locked up for a long time and finally saw its owner. With a clear goal in mind, he walked quickly, even jogging a little, and "pounced" straight towards the corner of the rest area.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Ai bumped into Chu Yi hard, naturally wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his head in the crook of his neck and rubbed it hard, like a little monster in urgent need of energy.
Chu Yi was knocked back half a step by him, but subconsciously reached out to hold his back firmly, with a subtle hint of indulgence and warning in his tone: "Be careful."
He raised his hand and carefully tidied up Zhou Ai's hair, which was a little messy due to the filming. Zhou Ai raised her head from the crook of his neck, her peach blossom eyes shining brightly, and her mouth corners raised high, unable to hide her smile: "Why are you here today?!"
Chu Yi looked at his undisguised happiness, a faint smile spreading across his eyes. He pushed his glasses and pretended to be serious: "I want to see if you are serious when you work."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ai's smile deepened, tinged with a hint of roguery and coquettishness. He leaned down, placed his lips close to Chu Yi's ear, and whispered in a whisper that only the two of them could hear, his warm breath brushing against Chu Yi's sensitive earlobe.
"Teacher Chu, have you personally checked... Do you think I'm doing my job seriously?"
From the perspective of an onlooker, his leaning forward movement was extremely large, his neck lowered, and his face almost touching Chu Yi's cheek.
It was like the prelude to a kiss on the cheek.
In an instant!
With the two of them as the center, all the staff within a five-meter radius seemed to have received some silent command in an instant, displaying an astonishing tacit understanding:
The photo retoucher suddenly looked up and stared at the fire sprinkler head on the ceiling, as if studying the mystery of its structure.
The props guy quickly turned around and carefully sorted out the wires in the air that didn't need to be sorted out at all.
Xu Yang took out his cell phone at lightning speed, swiping his fingers across the screen frantically, his expression as serious as if he was handling an international merger and acquisition case.
Even the assistant who was passing by to deliver water made an abrupt right-angle turn and began to study the glossiness of the paint on the wall.
The entire corner of the rest area suddenly presented a busy scene with an air of "we are all busy and we didn't see anything", which was a cover-up for the busy scene.
Only Chu Yi, who was held in Zhou Ai's arms, could clearly see the sparkling smile in this guy's eyes, as if he had succeeded in a mischief, and feel his hot and seductive breath spraying on her ears.
Chu Yi's ears uncontrollably flushed red. He glared at Zhou Ai helplessly, then gently pinched his thin waist and whispered, "...Stop it."
Zhou Ai felt pain, but smiled even more happily. He finally stood up, but his arms were still domineeringly around Chu Yi's waist, declaring ownership.
He glanced around at his "busy" colleagues, raised his eyebrows proudly, then contentedly took Chu Yi's hand and walked towards his own exclusive lounge.
"Come on, sweetheart, I'll show you where I rest! I left some extra delicious juice for you!"
Chu Yi had just been half-pushed and half-reluctantly brought into the exclusive lounge by Zhou Ai when a light "click" sound came from behind him - the door was neatly closed and locked.
The next second, Chu Yi was gently pressed against the cold door panel, and Zhou Ai's warm body immediately covered him, trapping him in the narrow space between the door and his chest.
In an instant, their breaths blended, and the air was filled with the faint scent of Zhou Ai's cosmetics mixed with his own refreshing and pleasant scent.
Through a layer of cold lenses, Zhou Ai could clearly see Chu Yi's pupils slightly dilated due to the sudden approach, and her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, one by one, as if sweeping across his heart.
"Why do you want to wear glasses today?" Zhou Ai's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible fascination.
In fact, he rarely saw Chu Yi wearing glasses. Every time he saw him, he would be overwhelmed by the ascetic and cold bookish air, and his heart would be itching to do so.
He stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the frame, then slowly took off the troublesome black half-frame glasses from Chu Yi's nose and casually placed them on the shelf beside him.
The moment the vision became blurred, Zhou Ai's kiss fell precisely.
Their lips touched, gentle yet eagerly exploring. Chu Yi's breathing was disrupted by this sudden intimacy. He subconsciously reached out and grasped the collar of Zhou Ai's silk shirt, his fingertips slightly curled.
However, just before he lost consciousness, Chu Yi suddenly remembered that the expensive white silk shirt Zhou Ai was wearing was a photoshoot outfit provided by the advertiser and it couldn't be wrinkled, otherwise it would cause trouble for the staff.
This thought caused the strength in his hands to loosen slightly, and his movements became hesitant and distracted for a moment.
Zhou Ai keenly noticed Chu Yi's slight distraction. He raised his head and moved a little further away. His deep peach blossom eyes were filled with lingering lust and a hint of grievance.
He looked down at Chu Yi's hand, which was placed on his chest with some bewilderment, and without saying anything, he covered it with his big hand, forcefully squeezed into the gap between his fingers, clasped his fingers tightly, and then pressed their clasped hands against the door panel.
"Focus, dear." Zhou Ai's forehead rested against his, the tip of her nose rubbing against his, her hot breath spraying on his face. Her voice was hoarse, with a deadly allure, "If the clothes are wrinkled, it's wrinkled. I can afford to pay for it. Now, you can only think of me."
After saying this, without waiting for Chu Yi's response, he lowered his head again and kissed her even more deeply, sealing away all possible distractions and concerns.
As for the cup of "especially delicious juice" that Zhou Ai mentioned, Chu Yi didn't even see the packaging in the end.
It was nearly half an hour later when the door of the lounge opened again.
Zhou Ai looked refreshed, with a satisfied smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Chu Yi, who was following him half a step behind, had regained his usual calm expression, but his lips were redder than usual and his eyes were slightly watery, which was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye.
The makeup artist who had been waiting outside the door immediately came over with a makeup box, ready to touch up Zhou Ai's makeup to ensure that the next shooting would be seamless.
However, when her eyes fell on Zhou Ai's face, her movements froze instantly, her cheeks turned red, and even her ears were not spared.
The lip gloss on Zhou Ai's lips, which was originally outlined with exquisite perfection, was now smudged.
The color boundary is unclear, and some of it even rubs against the corners of the lips. The original matte texture also looks mottled and wet for some reason...
This is... irrefutable evidence.
My sister, a makeup artist, has been in the industry for many years. What kind of scenes has she not seen?
But at this moment, faced with the blatant "evidence" of guilt from her top star, and Chu Yi, who was standing next to her with a cool and aloof demeanor as if nothing had happened, she still felt a strong sense of shyness and helplessness.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that nothing she said would be appropriate. In the end, she could only pretend to be calm, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito:
"Mr. Zhou... I'll touch up your lip makeup first..."
Zhou Ai, however, didn't care at all, and even curled up the corners of her mouth in a good mood. She sat down in front of the makeup mirror very cooperatively, and through the mirror, she blinked proudly at Chu Yi, who seemed to be browsing his mobile phone behind him, but in fact, the tips of his ears were suspiciously red.
Chu Yi felt his undisguised gaze, raised his eyes expressionlessly, and glanced at him lightly through the reflection of the mirror. There was a hint of warning in his eyes, but also a hint of helpless indulgence.
The makeup artist tried hard to focus on the task at hand, using a makeup remover cotton pad to carefully and quickly clean the remaining makeup on Zhou Ai's lips, but she was screaming wildly in her heart: This job... is really torturous!
The entire makeup touch-up process takes place in a subtle and ambiguous silence, with only the subtle sound of the cosmetics.
And when Zhou Ai returned to the shooting scene with her lip makeup flawless again and full of energy, almost all the staff members exchanged a knowing look of "those who understand, understand."
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