Is the road condition good?
If Ji Rongyu had the luck to spend a mysterious night under Lu Xinyang's bed, he would know that Tang Lin didn't sleep in the same room with Lu Xinyang at all. He just took a nap in Lu Xinyang's suite a few times when he was too lazy to do anything.
But no one had clarified the truth of the matter to him at this moment, and Tang Lin didn't think it was something that needed to be emphasized. Caught between Lu Xinyang's frank gaze and Ji Rongyu's bewildered one, he weakly reminded, "Um...Brother Lu, it's almost time for you to prepare for the next scene."
"Yeah," Lu Xinyang checked the time. "I'll be leaving first. I'll come back to have dinner with you in the evening! You have to wait for me!"
Ji Rongyu closed his eyes and didn't want to think about why he could make the matter of distributing lunch boxes to everyone after get off work sound like the two of them were secretly developing an improper relationship behind the organization's back.
Lu Xinyang left in a hurry, but Tang Lin didn't follow him. Instead, he stayed beside Ji Rongyu and asked quietly, "Well, Mr. Rong, what do you think of Lu Xinyang's recent performance? Has he...did he perform like the male protagonist in your mind?"
Ji Rongyu looked at him deeply and answered ambiguously: "Of course, the characters he plays will have his own unique personal temperament. They cannot be based entirely on my personal imagination."
Obviously this is a heavily coded version. The original words translated without censorship are: Not only is he not the male lead in my mind, but he also exceeds my imagination in every way.
Tang Lin, of course, understood the subtext. He rubbed his hands helplessly, but his expression was remarkably sincere. "He's certainly not a professional actor, and his personality can be quite erratic at times, but he's a genuinely good person. So... I'd like to trouble you, Mr. Rong, to help him out a bit. If he suddenly has a brain glitch and can't understand the character, please don't get too angry and just give him some guidance."
He didn't dare to think about the scene of teaching Lu Xinyang, but Tang Lin was so humble that Ji Rongyu felt a little uncomfortable. He had to nod repeatedly and quickly changed the subject.
The two chatted for a few more words, and out of the corner of Ji Rongyu's eye he saw a figure approaching, "Manager Chang is here."
"What, where, where!" Tang Lin shuddered visibly. Ji Rongyu raised his chin to indicate the direction. Tang Lin hurriedly lowered his head to tidy up his clothes. Even though the big bear pattern on the pocket could not be hidden at all, he still tried to dig at it a few times as a last resort.
He was afraid that his agent, Mr. Chang, would dislike his fashion sense and forbid him from wearing clothes during work hours.
Tang Lin couldn't help but be afraid of her, to the point of being a little illogical, while Ji Rongyu couldn't help but not want to see her.
When he saw Chang Xue, he immediately thought of the trending searches, the hype, and the frustration of not being able to express his bitterness. He decisively abandoned Tang Lin and retreated: "Suddenly I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Tang Lin: “…”
Ji Rongyu skillfully picked up his computer and small stool and moved to another position, but after sitting down, he did not continue his interrupted work of saving manuscripts, but took out his mobile phone.
In fact, he also thought of another person, that is Ke Yule, who not only did not give him warm comfort when he was on the hot search, but also spent a lot of time to post pornographic pictures to make things worse for him.
Since that day, they have not been in contact again. Ji Rongyu only heard his grandfather mention a few words about her when he called Ji Guanghui regularly.
He opened WeChat and found Ke Yule's chat box mixed in with 99+ unread crew group chats, but the gray date line had not been updated.
Following closely behind were a full forty or fifty useless messages from Lu Xinyang, all nonsense. Even though they had to spend such a long time together on the set every day, he still managed to squeeze out a lot of enthusiasm for chatting.
Ji Rongyu ignored the eye-catching red number on the second dialog box, opened the first dialog box, and sent a question mark first.
Rongyu:?
Rongyu: If you are still alive, just squeak.
The other party responded very quickly.
Mu Lele: Don’t rush me, I’m in Huangquan, just starting out
Rongyu: Is the road condition good?
Mulele: Traffic jam
Ji Rongyu suppressed his laughter and called over: "Speak humanly, what are you doing?"
"I'm in preparatory class for becoming a monk. Can't you tell?" Her dejected voice came from the receiver. "My dad is urging me to get married again. Just because my cousin has a child, I have to have one right away. How is that possible? Unless I'm her husband."
"Your idea is great. I suggest you go back and suggest it to your father. If he can't help but hit you..." Ji Rongyu paused, "Then congratulations, you finally have an excuse to delay your manuscript."
Ke Yule said with great regret: "He didn't dare to hit me. You know, my family values girls over boys. If he hits me, my grandparents will eat him."
Ji Rongyu certainly knew about the unusual favoritism of Ke Yule's family. Because the old people in the family liked girls too much, they treated her aunt much better than her father since she was a child. Even her father's name was Ke Shengnu, so her father was also extremely obsessed with competing with her aunt.
"Yesterday at noon, my dad suddenly changed the door lock code to 262626. I couldn't get in after going downstairs to get takeout. I thought he hated me so much that he wanted to kick me out. But then I went to my aunt's new house to eat dinner, and I found out that her door lock code was 252525..."
Ke Yule's tone was flat and smooth, "What can I do? I don't want to get married, and I can't afford a house with a lock code of 272727... Oh, I'm so tired. I don't want to live today."
Seeing that she was in a far worse situation than himself, Ji Rongyu put aside his hatred for the pornographic picture and said to her, "Okay, remember to tell me what you want for your funeral. As your only trusted friend, I will arrange everything according to your wishes and make sure you're satisfied enough to give me a five-star rating after returning from the afterlife."
"First, I need to paint my coffin a rich gold, so I look impressive when I go down," Ke Yule pondered for a moment. "And then, I'm particularly fond of Yayoi Kusama and Nobuyoshi Araki, so my memorial hall won't have any memorial tablets, but instead a five-meter-long nude portrait of a beautiful girl covered in polka dots."
"Well, thank you for thinking of me before you left. After all, I would be embarrassed to print a picture without polka dots on it," Ji Rongyu said in his heart, expressing his gratitude for the everlasting friendship. Then he asked considerately, "Also, what song do you plan to play at your funeral?"
Ke Yule seemed to have envisioned the perfect funeral hall of her dreams. She said in a slow, drawn-out voice, "Let's Go Together."
Ji Rongyu: "...Then I won't go to your funeral. I'll use a small stove to remit the gift money to you through Tiandi Bank. Remember to check it."
Speaking of betrothal gifts, Ke Yule became depressed again: "A picture I drew before became popular for no apparent reason. I am a little famous now. Many people I don't know come to point fingers at me. Sigh, I feel like I can't make this money anymore."
"How famous is Xiaohong? Has your royalties increased?" Ji Rongyu only cared about this.
"It's a raise, I guess," Ke Yule said in that same lackluster tone, "so I've drawn five business orders this month."
Ji Rongyu choked up: "You... I think you are much more capable than me. I believe that if you continue to paint at this speed, you will be able to pay me back soon."
"Right, it seems I still have to keep earning this money. After all, you're so stingy. If I can't pay you back, you'll scold me to death. You're much more powerful than them in scolding people..." Ke Yule thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Then I'll go visit you on the set. Without your pressure, I've become so fragile lately."
Fighting fire with fire, right? Ji Rongyu nodded calmly: "Come on, anyway, if you feel that the crew is not fun after you come here, you can also go out for a walk on your own."
"That sounds really good," Ke Yule asked, regaining some of his spirits. "Does your crew have any three major disciplines or eight points of attention? Or are there any unspoken rules like where you can't go or who you can't offend?"
Ji Rongyu immediately thought of Lu Xinyang: "No, our crew is kind, respectful, frugal and honest. Only the male lead is domineering every day. You just need to stay away from him."
"Is that the male lead who made you trending? Your trending couple?" She was as amused as if she was watching Ji Rongyu's joke. "Okay, then it's settled. I'll be here tomorrow."
She had no curiosity or questions about Ji Rongyu's tyrannical behavior. Instead, Ji Rongyu brought it up himself, and she couldn't help but get distracted.
He did think that Young Master Lu was quite domineering, although that was not a derogatory term and did not mean he did anything bad. However, Lu Xinyang did not understand the ways of the world at all, could not read any hints, and could always use his eccentric brain to twist a normal thing into a complete and drastic situation.
...But no one in the entire crew, from top to bottom, felt this way except him. He occasionally heard other staff members mention Lu Xinyang in their casual conversation, and they would laugh and praise him for being particularly funny.
Think about the request made by Tang Lin. It is obvious that Tang Lin is just a small assistant working for the capitalist, but he acts as if he is taking care of the boss as his own brother.
Thinking of Lu Xinyang's self-confidence that he is the second in command, Ji Rongyu thought to himself, I don't think he needs to ask anyone for advice, especially when it comes to understanding emotions, he does it better than anyone else.
In "The Color of the Fallen", Fu Qianyu's character is already quite unscrupulous, and when it is complemented by Lu Xinyang's flamboyant and enthusiastic personality, even he has to admit that Lu Xinyang and Fu Qianyu in the camera are far more attractive than he imagined.
After agreeing on the time and place to meet with Ke Yule, Ji Rongyu hung up the phone, and the interface jumped back to the WeChat dialog box list, with the message sent by someone still prominently displayed.
Ji Rongyu finally clicked in to take a look.
Lu Xinyang’s WeChat profile picture is a selfie of himself. He is so handsome that it is eye-catching. Compared with this radiant face, even the comments in his chat box that either annoy or cause trouble to others seem particularly plain and unpretentious.
Guessing that he was preparing to film a movie, Ji Rongyu put away his phone and read the message without replying.
"Teacher Rongyu!" A member of the props team called out to him enthusiastically, walking over quickly with a box of mangoes, watermelons, and other out-of-season fruits in their arms. "You work so hard on set every day. The producers just gave us some treats. Come and try some, take as much as you want! These aren't just filler fruit; they're premium varieties specially picked from the orchard, guaranteed to be sweet!"
Ji Rongyu glanced down and took out two peaches: "Thank you, you have worked hard too."
"What's the big deal? It's all work. Let's go!"
The soft peach in his hand was of sufficient weight that he could smell the sweet peach scent without even putting anything close to his nose. Ji Rongyu took a few deep breaths, even at the cost of the cold air repeatedly rubbing against his respiratory tract.
As he was inhaling, the bright yellow and green colors flashed before his eyes again, and he suddenly remembered what scene he was going to shoot today.
Sure enough, when he strolled to the props group with two big peaches in his pocket, he saw the staff sitting around a large box of balloons, working hard with air pumps.
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