After a night, only Li Mengjiao showed up at the shooting site on time the next day, full of energy. Wen Ying, Xie Qian and Wang Shuang did not sleep well.
However, Wen Ying and Wang Shuang still managed to arrive at the shooting site one after another, and Wang Shuang kept yawning.
Wang Shuang wanted to ask what brand of perfume Li Mengjiao used. He was overheard mumbling to himself by Wen Ying, who looked down on him: "Mengjiao doesn't use perfume. You two are childhood friends, and you don't even know this?"
“So fragrant…”
Isn't it perfume?
Wang Shuang's eyes were full of confusion.
Wen Ying was in no mood to talk much with Wang Shuang. She had rehearsed in her mind several times how she would return the coat naturally when she saw Xie Qian, but in the end, Xie Qian never showed up.
During this period, everyone could see that she was uneasy because she kept looking around.
The director was very worried: "Xiao Wen, don't be too anxious about revising the script. You can take your time. Quality is more important than quantity. You should pay more attention to your health. Working in our industry inevitably requires staying up late, but you are so young, don't work so hard!"
The little girl is really talented.
But there is no need to stay up late to work. Look at the faint blue-black color under the eyes. The director would feel sorry for the young girl who has two big dark circles under her eyes.
More importantly, screenwriters like Wen Ying are growth-oriented. As they grow older and gain more experience, they can create more exciting and profound scripts. We cannot rush to exploit Wen Ying's potential now, making the pleasant creative process painful. We cannot guarantee the quality of the scripts that are created!
"Director, I know, I didn't... I won't stay up late anymore."
Wen Ying's face flushed.
How could I say I stayed up all night revising the script? Last night, I tossed and turned in bed until midnight before falling asleep. I didn't even think about revising the script. All I could think about was Xie Qian—
Xie Qian didn't come to the shooting site today. Wen Ying had prepared a lot of scripts but they were not used in the filming. She was disappointed but relieved at the same time.
When I really met Xie Qian, I felt embarrassed.
Not being able to see Xie Qian today gave her a lot of buffer space.
Wen Ying understood the logic, but she just couldn't help but look up.
Xie Qian, what's going on today?
Are you really not coming to the filming site?
I used to come here every day.
Did Xie Qian feel a little embarrassed by what happened last night?
Bah, bah, bah, how could a male god be as useless as her!
Unlike her, who had considered Xie Qian her "male god" since her previous life and had been a fangirl for a long time, Xie Qian had never looked at her with a filter. In his eyes, she was just a poor student who needed a beating. Last night, she had truly been distracted by some distracting thoughts!
Wen Ying despised herself fiercely.
Suddenly her cell phone vibrated. It was Wu Chunqin calling.
"Aunt Wu, you asked me when I'll be back in Chengdu? I think I'll be staying for a few more days!"
"...dinner tonight?!"
Wu Chunqin is really hospitable.
I invited Wen Ying to dinner last night and now I invite her again today.
However, this time Wen Ying was not invited alone, but was asked to invite Xie Qian, Li Mengjiao and Wang Shuang. The dinner location was no longer a restaurant outside, but at Wu Chunqin's home.
If Wen Ying and the other three could get there earlier, they could visit the university where Professor Shen teaches.
Wu Chunqin made some money from her business, and her family had the ability to buy another house in Shanghai. Wu Chunqin did buy several properties, some big and some small, but Wu Chunqin and her family of three still lived in the university staff dormitory.
In Wu Chunqin's words, how stupid would she have to be to move out of the university?
Living in the university staff housing, whenever Shen Huan had dinner and casually strolled to his neighbor's house to play, there would always be someone to teach him how to play chess, someone to teach him how to draw, and someone to teach him calligraphy. Of course, there would also be interesting things like a neighbor uncle grabbing Shen Huan, who was still in kindergarten at the time, and reciting the number pi... After all, Wu Chunqin's neighbors were basically all university teachers, both in service and retired, men and women, a bunch of them were all hidden talents!
Where can Shen Huan move to have such a learning environment and atmosphere?
This has nothing to do with the size of the house or the unit price. For Wu Chunqin and his wife, such a cultural atmosphere cannot be replaced by any luxury house!
Wen Ying remembered that more than ten years later, Wu Chunqin and his wife were still living in the university staff dormitory. Wen Ying was invited to Wu Chunqin's house for dinner more than once. Wu Chunqin told Wen Ying how to find the place. Wen Ying knew it clearly and cooperated with Wu Chunqin to remember it again.
"Aunt Wu, I need to ask Xie Qian and the others if they are free first. Meng Jiao, in particular, is going to be filming and it's not certain what time they'll finish work today."
Wu Chunqin laughed on the phone: "It doesn't matter. If classmate Li doesn't make it this time, I'll treat her again in a few days. You three must come. I've even arranged what dishes to cook."
Wen Ying had an illusion that Wu Chunqin's laughter sounded a little mischievous.
——Oh, how could she think of Aunt Wu like this!
However, Aunt Wu's invitation to everyone to her home was an excellent reason to break the awkwardness between herself and Xie Qian.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Ying sent a message to Xie Qian.
"Where are you?"
Hey, the tone seems a little off.
The text message could not be withdrawn, so Wen Ying quickly added another one:
"Aunt Wu invited us to dinner at her house tonight. She wants to invite Wang Shuang and Meng Jiao to join us. Do you want to go?"
Okay, this time the tone is finally right!
…
Xie Qian's phone vibrated.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was the hamster asking him where he was.
In the past, Xie Qian would not have thought much about it, but after last night, the first word that popped into Xie Qian's mind was "check in".
As soon as this thought came up, it was suppressed by Xie Qian.
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