This is the only time we'll edit Chapter 20.
After Jiang Xinglan left, Shen Yuheng stood there for a long time.
A variety of emotions once again filled his mind.
The tension and embarrassment of having one's little thoughts exposed; the surprise of being categorized as a friend; but ultimately, it all turned into immense joy—
Because Shen Yuheng sensed it, and although Jiang Xinglan noticed it, she was willing to cooperate; when Jiang Xinglan asked for the photos at the end, her actions and tone were less distant and more intimate.
"Brother Chen, the food's getting cold," Xiao Chen reminded him. "How much longer are you going to stand here?"
Shen Yuheng snapped out of his daze and fiddled with his phone while eating.
When I opened the photo album, I found a video in addition to a few photos.
His gaze shifted to Xiao Chen, silently asking what was going on.
“When you were making hand gestures to me, Brother Shen, I was thinking that it would be better to record a video,” Xiao Chen said, looking at Shen Yuheng with a slightly uneasy expression. “It would be easier to find a more natural state for both you and Teacher Jiang.”
“This is a one-time exception,” Shen Yuheng said in a serious tone, but after thinking for a moment, he added, “Next time, if you’re recording again, you must inform us in advance.”
"good."
Shen Yuheng clicked on the video, which had been recorded a long time ago.
There are even a few seconds of solo shots of Jiang Xinglan before he appears in front of her.
This was the first time he had ever seen so clearly the way he looked at Jiang Xinglan.
So this is what I looked like when she couldn't see me.
If I send this to her, I won't be able to hide my feelings anymore.
Should I delete it?
However, people are always greedy.
He would have been perfectly content with just the photos, even without the video.
But Xiao Chen recorded this video out of good intentions, and he developed a selfish motive, wanting to keep the video as a keepsake.
But he also knew how offensive this behavior was to her.
Shen Yuheng opened the chat window with Tong Jiangxinglan, selected the photos Xiao Chen had taken, hesitated for a moment, and then selected the video.
He stopped when his fingertip moved over the "send" button, and he looked at the video.
He knew he should delete the video or inform her.
But, "Just this once," he told himself.
Shen Yuheng deselected the video, then opened the editing software on his phone and deleted all the opening scenes that revealed his feelings.
Then I selected them again and sent them to Jiang Xinglan along with the other photos.
Jiang Xinglan quickly replied with "Received," followed by, "Why is there another video?"
Shen Yuheng explained the whole story to Jiang Xinglan and apologized.
Jiang Xinglan didn't think there was any problem with it, and even thought the method was good.
"It's alright, it's nothing serious. But this method is good, I'll try it next time."
Although Jiang Xinglan's words greatly alleviated Shen Yuheng's guilt, after Shen Yuheng turned off his phone, he still silently said, "I'm sorry."
He knew it wasn't exactly honorable, but he had no other choice.
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After filming the night scene, Shen Yuheng returned home, printed out the photos, went to his study, and solemnly wrote a line:
To Jiang Xinglan
I stopped writing once I finished.
Shen Yuheng is still brainstorming; should we write a blessing?
Thank you for your guidance, Professor Jiang. I hope your future experiments go smoothly.
"No, no, this is too official."
-You yourself are light.
"Tsk, that was a bit abrupt..."
Shen Yuheng ruffled his hair in frustration, sighed, picked up a pen, wrote a line, and added his signature.
Shen Yuheng placed the signed photo aside to let the ink dry naturally, then got up and returned to his bedroom.
Before going to sleep, Shen Yuheng tossed and turned in bed, his mind replaying everything that had happened that day.
Shen Yuheng reached out and turned on the desk lamp, pulled up the video in the photo album, and watched it again.
Watching his own actions in the video, he could still recall the scent of cedar lingering around his nose when he quietly approached Jiang Xinglan.
But the next second, a slight change occurred on Jiang Xinglan's face, so subtle that Shen Yuheng thought it was his imagination.
He dragged the progress bar to the second before he raised his hand to signal, and watched it repeatedly.
Based on the basic micro-expression analysis theory he had received when he acted in police dramas, Shen Yuheng could basically determine that this was a subconscious reaction of tension.
But why did she react that way?
A huge question arose in Shen Yuheng's mind.
Shen Yuheng exited the photo album, placed his phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed.
But I felt no sleepiness at all.
The next day, when Wei Yu came to pick up Shen Yuheng, he was startled.
"What did you do last night?" Wei Yu asked, looking at the faint dark marks under Shen Yuheng's eyes. "Did you steal something?"
"It's nothing," Shen Yuheng chose to conceal, "I just suddenly have some insomnia."
Wei Yu realized that he was intentionally hiding something, so he didn't ask any further questions.
Upon arriving at the film set, Shen Yuheng immediately spotted Jiang Xinglan in the crowd.
After a day of observation, Shen Yuheng discovered that whenever someone appeared behind her to the left, she would always subtly shift her position.
Shen Yuheng suppressed his doubts and handed the autographed photo to Jiang Xinglan.
Jiang Xinglan took the photo and glanced at it; there were no words on it.
“I wrote it on the back,” Shen Yuheng reminded him.
Jiang Xinglan turned the photo over as instructed.
To Jiang Xinglan
May this auspicious time bring you joy and happiness!
Shen Yuheng
"Thank you," Jiang Xinglan said gently as she put the photo away. "The handwriting is very beautiful."
“I’ve had special training,” Shen Yuheng said, still a little embarrassed by Jiang Xinglan’s straightforward praise. “I’m glad you like it.”
“It’s impressive that you can persevere,” Jiang Xinglan suddenly thought of Shen Yuheng’s meticulousness in practicing experimental procedures in the laboratory. “Professor Shen seems quite suitable for scientific research.”
"Really?" A light shone in Shen Yuheng's eyes. Jiang Xinglan's words were indeed a great affirmation for him.
“Of course!” Jiang Xinglan nodded. “But given your level of effort, you should be able to do very well in any profession.”
"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Jiang," Shen Yuheng said gently. "I have another question I'd like to ask you."
"Okay, go ahead."
“We’ll be filming the final scene in a couple of days. Lin Yuan has finally succeeded after going through so much hardship,” Shen Yuheng slowly expressed his doubts. “Although I can probably understand that heartfelt joy.”
"But what about afterwards?" Shen Yuheng's brows furrowed slowly. "When the joy fades, what kind of emotions will Lin Yuan experience?"
"Professor Zhao told me that the questions you raise often give him a fresh perspective, and I've witnessed that today," Jiang Xinglan smiled. "So you've only been observing for one day?"
"Ah, did I disturb you?" Shen Yuheng lowered his head, his tone full of apology. "I'm sorry."
“It’s not really a disturbance, it’s just that your observation is too obvious, it’s hard not to notice,” Jiang Xinglan said in a relaxed tone. “Actually, you could have just asked me directly, which would have been much better than this method.”
"I understand. I'll ask Teacher Jiang directly next time," Shen Yuheng said sullenly.
“I can understand your habits as an actor, but I’m not really suitable to be your subject of observation,” Jiang Xinglan said in a relaxed tone. “I think you can ask Professor Zhao about this; he should get a satisfactory answer.”
Seeing that Jiang Xinglan's tone hadn't changed, Shen Yuheng's sullen mood dissipated slightly, and a gentle smile returned to his face. "Then, next time I see Professor Zhao, I'll have to learn more from him."
Shen Yuheng accepted Jiang Xinglan's suggestion and made a special appointment with Professor Zhao in advance to meet with him.
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"Filming wrapped!" Director Liu's excited voice echoed throughout every corner of the set.
Jiang Xinglan couldn't help but laugh out loud, muttering, "Are all directors this happy when filming wraps up?"
“Pretty much,” Wei Yu, standing to Jiang Xinglan’s right, nodded. “At least over the years, I’ve worked with Yu Heng on so many productions, and every time filming wrapped, the director was always the happiest one.”
"Is that so? That's quite interesting," Jiang Xinglan turned to look at Wei Yu, "I wonder if I could trouble Manager Wei with something?"
Wei Yu thought for a moment, then said, "Of course."
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On set, Director Liu handed a bouquet of flowers to Shen Yuheng, saying, "Yuheng, happy wrap-up!"
Shen Yuheng accepted the bouquet with both hands. "Thank you, Director Liu. I also prepared one for you. Congratulations, Director Liu, you can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
After speaking, Shen Yuheng looked at Wei Yu and met Wei Yu's gaze.
"Teacher Jiang, don't worry, leave this to me!" Wei Yu said to Jiang Xinglan, holding the bouquet he had prepared in advance, and then walked towards Shen Yuheng.
Director Liu and Shen Yuheng were looking at Jiang Xinglan when they saw Wei Yu say something, and then Jiang Xinglan turned to leave.
"Teacher Jiang!" Director Liu called out.
Jiang Xinglan stopped and turned around when she heard the sound.
As Director Liu walked this way, he took the bouquet and the wrap-up red envelope from the producer, and when he reached Jiang Xinglan, he stuffed them all into her hands. "Teacher Jiang, this is the crew's rule, you can't refuse!"
Director Liu's words silenced all of Jiang Xinglan's attempts to refuse.
Shen Yuheng, who had come over with Director Liu, also spoke up, "Yes, Teacher Jiang, this is a tradition." As he spoke, Shen Yuheng waved the red envelope in his hand.
"Alright then," Jiang Xinglan said without refusing, "I will use this, along with the revenue generated from subsequent films, as research funding."
"Then I won't worry about it anymore!" With filming wrapped up, Director Liu's smile broadened. "Teacher Jiang is having a wrap party tonight, you have to come!"
After listening to Director Liu's words, Jiang Xinglan subconsciously glanced at Shen Yuheng.
"First of all, happy wrap-up for everyone!" Jiang Xinglan glanced at Shen Yuheng again, "However, I won't be going. I have other things to do tonight."
"Oh, I see!" Director Liu said with some regret. "That's such a pity. I was planning to thank Teacher Jiang properly. Without Teacher Jiang, we definitely wouldn't have been able to finish filming so smoothly, and we even wrapped up a few days ahead of schedule."
"Actually, it's mainly thanks to the director, all the actors and staff," Jiang Xinglan replied politely. "Of course, I would also like to attend this wrap party."
“But there was really no way to refuse this, it was arranged a long time ago,” Jiang Xinglan explained, “I didn’t expect that filming would wrap up early and we would run into each other.”
Just then, Jiang Xinglan's phone rang.
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