Chapter 87
A message popped up on my phone.
Chen Zhiyi: Send me your location.
Lin Ting: "?" Just as she sent the message, Chen Zhiyi called her. Without any pleasantries, he said directly, "I don't have any scenes tomorrow. I'll take a day off. I'll drive to find you after I finish work at five o'clock. We'll come back together tomorrow afternoon."
Lin was about to say something like, "We've finished dealing with things and we're ready to go back," but she held back. "Okay," she said, "the rapeseed flowers here are in full bloom, the vast fields of golden yellow are so beautiful. We can go see them together."
Chen Zhiyi: "Okay."
Recently, Lin Ting noticed that her text messages and phone calls with Chen Zhiyi were always very brief and to the point, getting straight to the point without any lingering or sweet talk. She thought this approach was good, but also strangely so.
Ren Jingjing told her that this was a normal development in their relationship. They were an old married couple; he knew her capabilities and limitations. There was no need to constantly talk about love and affection. In the future, they might only talk before bed, but they would only discuss the important points and their needs. Because relationships eventually tend to settle down from intense to stable. It's a part of life, but not the whole thing. Stability isn't a bad thing; it means recognizing each other and seeing each other as valuable assets in each other's lives.
Lin understood what she meant: love would eventually evolve into familial affection, and the two of them would reach the end not because of love but because of habit. But would it really be like that? Lin couldn't figure it out, but she could feel Chen Zhiyi's deep love for her. In the quiet of the night, when it was just the two of them, she could always see a complete and small version of herself reflected in his vast eyes.
Lin Ting sent out the location information.
Out of consideration for Chen Zhiyi's status as a public figure and to avoid being photographed, they rarely go out together. The most they do is go back to Lizhen to see Lin Qin.
Perhaps the recording of the program went more smoothly than expected, or perhaps she found solutions to her work problems one after another, or perhaps the beautiful and romantic early spring scenery around her awakened and stirred up the excitement in Lin Ting's body, making her want to impulsively do something without regard for anything else, like an ordinary couple, to play and take pictures together on a warm and sunny spring day, and kiss under a tree or in a sea of flowers.
The hundred-acre rapeseed field in Xingzhen is also one of their special features. Because it is all planted by farmers for their own harvest, rather than just to attract tourists, there has been no large-scale commercial development, and there are not many tourists visiting.
Lin Ting had visited this place when she was a child. At the time, she found it strange that rapeseed flowers were so beautiful. Her family had a plot of land in their backyard where they planted them, and every spring they could see rapeseed flowers blooming. The small yellow flowers clustered together on the stems, nothing special. Their shape and fragrance were far inferior to other flowers. But when she arrived in person, the golden yellow covering the mountains and fields was truly amazing. It was as if nature had carefully arranged a giant oil painting, with brilliant golden yellow as the main color, vividly rendering the atmosphere of spring.
Xingzhen doesn't have any high-end hotels, but it does have a few nice guesthouses, and Lin Ting stayed at one of them. She went to the nearby market to buy some groceries and then borrowed the guesthouse's kitchen to cook a meal.
When Chen Zhiyi arrived, it was already 8 p.m. After dinner, the two of them snuggled up on the sofa, with a computer in front of them. They opened Kuyou and watched the first episode of "The Road to the Skybridge," which had just been released.
Lin Ting loved watching videos on the computer with Chen Zhiyi, who suggested installing a projector or setting up a separate room like a movie theater. He said it would be more comfortable and would also soothe his guilt about not being able to go to the movies hand-in-hand with Lin Ting. But Lin Ting refused, saying it was too extravagant and wasteful, and they probably wouldn't watch videos more than a few times a year. Watching on the computer was great too; it made her feel like she was back in college, making up for not having a proper romance there.
During her university years, she often saw couples in the study room, laptops in hand, sharing an earphone and watching movies they had chosen together. Although the movies weren't the latest, and the viewing experience wasn't nearly as immersive as in a movie theater, they still had their own romance. The content of the movie, whether they were interested in it or not, didn't matter; what mattered was that you were willing to take the time to be with me.
One advantage of having an actor boyfriend is that he teaches you how to steal the spotlight and how to create effective shots. He doesn't care about the competition results; he only cares that my girlfriend is so beautiful and talented, yet she barely gets any screen time throughout the entire show? How can I bear this?
"Why is your entrance video the shortest? You were too nervous. I could feel your nervousness even through the screen. Your face was so tense it turned pale."
Lin Ting retorted, "I'm naturally fair-skinned."
Chen Zhiyi finished shaping the corners of her mouth into an arc. "Hmm, I need to tell the makeup artist to apply more blush to you, so that when you smile, your two apple cheeks will show, making you look even more beautiful with a rosy glow."
Lin Ting slapped his hand away, "You're always so unserious."
"And here, even if someone else steals your turn, you have to take it back. That's how the camera works; it follows whoever is speaking. We haven't heard you say much in all this time, so we can't let anyone know you're easy to bully."
"Also, here, and here, why did the camera linger for a few more seconds? Did you notice anything different?"
Lin Ting craned her neck almost into the computer, squinting so hard she felt like she was using a microscope, but she still couldn't see anything special. She'd been looking at her own face for almost thirty years; who could be more familiar with it than herself? She snapped her head back to reality, frowned, and stared blankly at Chen Zhiyi.
Chen Zhiyi said seriously, "I'm not kidding you. The two shots I just mentioned both showed the left side of the face. This is called left-face camera language. Studies have shown that the left side of the face can express emotions better than the right eye. Therefore, people who use the left-face pose are considered more open and creative, and the camera is more likely to capture them. So actors will actively look for the left side of their face when filming."
So you mean I should show my left cheek more?
"Yes."
"Then how sad would my right cheek be if I did that? It's the same facial structure, so why should it be ignored?" Lin Ting didn't agree with his strange fallacies.
Chen Zhiyi was taken aback by her question. "I'm just giving you advice, so you have to listen to it. I never share my years of acting experience with outsiders."
Lin Ting's lips curled into a smile, and she snorted inwardly, "Stubborn to save face."
Chen Zhiyi continued to impart his valuable experience, then pressed the pause button again: "When there are many people, don't be modest and stand at the back. The people in front will block the light, and you will be outside the aperture, making you look darker than the people in front. Also, the camera will be blurry, so your position is very important."
"But I think I still look pretty fair-skinned." Seeing that Chen Zhiyi was about to lecture her again, she quickly added, "But I think what you said makes sense too."
"That's more like it."
The video playback progress bar moved forward, and Chen Zhiyi's teaching continued. When the video showed the contestants having a late-night snack, Chen Zhiyi sensed something was wrong. He pointed at the screen and asked, "Why are you blushing when Zhang Jian hands you yogurt?"
"Where are you blushing?" Lin Ting was about to retort when the comments section added fuel to the fire, igniting a firestorm.
"Is Lin Ting blushing? She looks so cute and innocent when she blushes."
"My God, men can't stand it when a girl blushes in front of them, right? I saw Zhang Jian's lips curl up slightly."
"Are you sure this is a pedestrian overpass, or just a sign of attraction?"
"They have such great chemistry! The two of them were standing on the ironing table, and Lin Ting just stretched out her hand without even saying a word, and Zhang Jian already knew what she wanted and handed it to her. They have such great teamwork."
"Their names together have a strong couple vibe; the 'Hear' duo, 'Hear You Say,' is so sweet!"
Chen Zhiyi's face turned cold. "Aren't you going to explain?"
Lin Ting said calmly, "Yes, it's just like what you see. A few days ago, Director Wang sent me a message asking if I minded creating a CP (couple pairing). He also felt that Zhang Jian and I had good CP chemistry in some scenes, and that we could try to create some buzz and increase the show's popularity."
Why didn't you tell me?
"You didn't ask."
Chen Zhiyi immediately pulled out his phone, "I have to report this to the State Administration of Radio and Television. This is a competition program, why are they pairing people up like this?"
Lin Ting snatched his phone away. "You're so narrow-minded, can't you tell the difference between truth and falsehood?"
"I don't care, but you have to stay away from the male contestants during the subsequent recordings. I don't like that."
Lin Ting nodded naturally, "Okay, but when you're filming in the future, you can stay closer to the actresses. I like that."
"You're just trying to annoy me." Chen Zhiyi moved the computer aside and started fooling around with Lin Ting. In the middle of their commotion, a certain place suddenly became a hot spot.
“The soundproofing in these guesthouses isn’t good; people will hear us,” Lin Ting said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I'll control myself. It's all up to you." He leaned close to Lin Ting's ear and said, "You'll have to work a little harder tonight."
Lin Ting still felt shy, "We don't have that here."
Chen Zhiyi slipped a small, thin piece of paper into her hand. "Put this on for me."
"Where did it come from? Don't you carry it with you?"
"That's right, I'm always ready to give myself to you."
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