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"I don't know how it got out, but someone's already trolling the comments." Gu Zian leaned over, put his arm around Xia Zhitang's waist, and whispered in her ear, "Can we discuss this when we get home?"
"Zi'an, you've grown up." Xia Zhitang looked at Gu Zi'an's tall and straight profile with some emotion.
"After all, I have to take care of you and the child in the future." Gu Zian reached out and carefully touched Xia Zhitang's abdomen.
Whispers were heard all around, and sunglasses covered Xia Zhitang's frown.
Xia Zhitang stopped where he was and pulled Gu Zian's collar, forcing him to bend down.
"Zi'an, I can actually take care of myself." She whispered in Gu Zi'an's ear, "I'm glad that you've grown up."
There were simultaneous exclamations of "Wow" from all around.
Xia Zhitang smiled and helped Gu Zian straighten out his wrinkled collar. Looking at Gu Zian who was in a daze, she couldn't help but hold his face and kissed him on the lips.
Screams rose and fell, and someone shouted, "Sister Xia is so handsome!"
This sentence was like a fuse, and the crowd quickly echoed the words.
Amidst shouts of "Awesome!" and "One more!", Xia Zhitang pulled Gu Zian outside, and the crowd unconsciously made way for them.
After closing the car door and turning on the air conditioner, Gu Zian felt the heat on his face dissipate a little.
Xia Zhitang found it a little funny to see Gu Zian's slightly red cheeks.
She hooked her finger at Gu Zian: "Another kiss?"
Gu Zian's eyes lit up, and he leaned over and kissed her with a smile on his face.
"Sister." Gu Zian said as he left a string of warm kisses on Xia Zhitang's neck, "Let's go get the marriage certificate tomorrow."
"No, I'm serious when I tell you I don't want to get a marriage certificate." Xia Zhitang stretched out his fingertips and pressed against Gu Zian's restless lips.
"That must be because I didn't do well enough." Gu Zian licked the calluses on her fingertips. "I've already arranged for someone to plan the wedding. Sister, just relax and focus on the things at hand."
"Is this your idea or your father's?" Xia Zhitang looked clear-headed.
"Ours." Gu Zian held her fingertips and kissed her ring finger. "Tangtang, we are all looking forward to you and the baby in your belly becoming our family."
"Family members don't need to rely on ID cards to connect with each other." Xia Zhitang pulled out his hand and lightly tapped the tip of his nose with his fingertips.
"But the ID can be used to inherit our family's things." Gu Zian kissed Xia Zhitang's palm, "Our things need to be inherited by our children."
Xia Zhitang's fingertips fell on Gu Zian's well-defined jawline: "Love doesn't need to be bound by these."
"But material things are important." Gu Zian twirled the engagement ring on his middle finger. "His life has been where others have ended since the very beginning."
"That would take away a lot of the fun from life." Xia Zhitang slumped back to the passenger seat, pulled out his seatbelt, and buckled it. "Life requires a goal that can only be achieved through a little bit of effort and exploration."
Gu Zian wanted to say something, but Xia Zhitang became impatient and said, "Go home, I'm sleepy."
He looked at Xia Zhitang and yawned, but he managed to hold it back and didn't continue the debate.
"Can you give me more for the post-production sound?" Lin Jingming sighed as he looked at the budget sheet. He was really too poor.
Xia Zhitang looked at the expense list and thought for a moment: "It's pretty extreme. If we do the color grading ourselves, we can save a little bit."
Lin Jingming tapped the table with his fingertips in annoyance: "How about this, let's send the first-level color grading out for grading. Can you handle the second-level color grading?"
Xia Zhitang evaluated the cycle of the next level of color grading, and then opened his own schedule.
"If the first-level color grading can be completed next month." As for the second-level color grading, according to the tacit understanding between her and Lin Jingming, it would not be a problem for her to do it.
Lin Jingming patted the back of her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"You weren't so polite when you used me for multiple purposes during the filming of 'Dark Alley'." Xia Zhitang looked at Lin Jingming with a teasing look.
"Practice makes perfect. I'm quite accurate in judging people. Your abilities are quite high." Lin Jingming praised Xia Zhitang. "Technology is just a matter of familiarity for you. Your most valuable qualities lie in your thinking and talent."
He looked at Xia Zhitang with eyes full of admiration: "Storytelling talent and practice are both indispensable."
"Why didn't you tell me directly at the beginning?" Xia Zhitang held his chin with his hands and looked at Lin Jingming. "I cursed you in my heart a lot."
"I said it." Lin Jingming looked a little confused.
"No!" Xia Zhitang straightened up. "The most you do is brag in front of me!"
Lin Jingming sensed that Xia Zhitang would start bringing up the past if he refused to give in: "You're awesome."
Without waiting for Xia Zhitang to answer, Lin Jingming immediately changed the subject back to work: "Alas, what else can I spare? The current budget is not enough to cover the entire film's music arrangement."
"Why don't you take some time to learn how to compose music?" Xia Zhitang looked at Lin Jingming. "Maybe you have the talent."
"You might as well kill me!" Lin Jingming shook his head and refused.
Xia Zhitang stared at the expense sheet for a long while. "Let Zi'an handle the publicity and promotion. He doesn't have any publicity and promotion needs recently, and the team below should be able to cover some of the work."
"How did your talk with him go?" Seeing Xia Zhitang take the initiative to mention Gu Zian, Lin Jingming seized the opportunity to ask her the issue that concerned him most.
"What else can I do? I don't want to. He and his father don't agree." Xia Zhitang said with a wry smile, "I don't know how long I can hold on. Be prepared for me to run away if I can't stand it anymore."
Lin Jingming nodded: "How about you leave some of your luggage with me? If you suddenly run away, I can quietly send it to you."
"Why do you make it sound like we're eloping?" Xia Zhitang chuckled, "Not really."
"Don't fight a battle you're not prepared for!" Lin Jingming just hoped to have a reason to find her in the most extreme situation.
"Lin Jingming, do you think I'm willful?" Xia Zhitang was a little tired.
"Willful is just your definition of not doing what they want you to do. To put it bluntly, the relationship between people is all about playing games." Lin Jingming put his arm around Xia Zhitang's shoulders, "Your heart will tell you what to do."
Xia Zhitang sighed deeply and leaned his head on Lin Jingming's shoulder.
"Just let me lean on her for a while." She was too tired. Although she still insisted on her own opinion, even her ex-parents-in-law called to ask her when she would get married.
They thought that she was dragging her feet and refusing to marry Gu Zian because she felt insecure with no one to support her and her parents were not around, so they even rushed over to promise her that they would take care of her like their own daughter.
Lin Jingming said nothing and patted Xia Zhitang's shoulder gently.
"Lin Jingming, what if I can't take it anymore?" Xia Zhitang didn't read the online comments. "You know what? Several colleagues have congratulated me these past few days."
Xia Zhitang felt like the whole world was brainwashing her: "It seems like the ending of the story is just the prince and princess being happily together, but that's not the end of life."
"Being yourself is inherently difficult, which is why being unique is so valuable." Lin Jingming recalled the embarrassment of being rejected by Xia Zhitang the first time he hinted at something. "You have the courage."
That's why it is like a night pearl, which can be seen at a glance in this inky world, making people want to take the treasure home, cover it with glass, and appreciate its beauty alone.
But this was ultimately due to greed, and she was not a treasure that could stay in one room.
She is beautiful, yet sharp.
"This is really too difficult. Sometimes I even want to go back and scold myself to wake myself up." Xia Zhitang also felt regretful sometimes.
"We have no way of predicting what will happen to us in the future or what changes will happen to ourselves." Lin Jingming quietly inhaled the faint fragrance from Xia Zhitang's head.
Xia Zhitang looked up at Lin Jingming's chin, and a sentence flashed through his mind: Just like a few years ago I was still fighting against you, but now you are silently supporting me.
"Indeed, live in the present." Xia Zhitang suddenly felt that the future was full of hope. After all, the "hateful" Lin Jingming had changed! No one could predict what the future would be like.
"Lin Jingming, I don't think the result is the most important thing." Her tone became lighter. "Just like the end of life is the same for everyone, but how to get through it is something we can choose and change."
Xia Zhitang broke free from Lin Jingming's arms and ran her fingertips over the project title of Qingshui Girls' High School.
"Their lives have also become different through hard work. I don't have the same difficulties as them."
Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang who finally smiled, and his heart beat like a percussion instrument.
It is so beautiful. This vigorous vitality is like the dew flowing on the leaves in the morning light, crystal clear, stained with the scent of grass, and reflecting colorful light.
After clearing out the stress that had accumulated for several days, Xia Zhitang put his energy back into work.
"After freeing up the space for secondary color grading and publicity, we estimate we can save this much money." Xia Zhitang wrote a series of figures on a piece of paper. "If you can negotiate a friendly price with the audio company, maybe it will work out."
Lin Jingming touched his chin and thought for a moment: "Let's put out the hook for subsequent cooperation. I'm also preparing for my next film."
"What's the next film?" Xia Zhitang couldn't help but look up at Lin Jingming.
"The script for the movie has been handed to Old Cheng, and he's currently reviewing it." Lin Jingming smiled and looked at Xia Zhitang. "It's about a single mother."
"Really?" Xia Zhitang was a little stunned. She couldn't tell whether what Lin Jingming said was true or he was just joking with her.
"Well, I won't joke about my own work." Lin Jingming answered seriously.
Xia Zhitang subconsciously turned his eyes away, not daring to look at Lin Jingming: "Where did you get this book from?"
"It was handed to me last year, but I didn't think I could do it well, so I kept it there." Lin Jingming's eyes fell on Xia Zhitang's abdomen, "I think I can do it well now."
"If you can make it, I'll lend you my pregnant belly for photos." Xia Zhitang knew that Lin Jingming was always serious about taking photos.
"Yeah, okay."
Xia Zhitang's expression suddenly became a little strange: "Lin Jingming, Xiao Qingmiao is spitting bubbles in my stomach!"
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