June passed quietly in the early summer breeze and the spots of light cast by the camphor trees, and as it gradually drew to a close, the filming of "Searching for the Light" finally came to its final conclusion.
Inside the courtroom.
Three judges sat on the bench in front of them, and the clerk in front of the bench was typing the court records on the keyboard in an orderly manner. On the left and right sides were the prosecutor and the defense attorney respectively. The protagonist of this trial - the defendant, a fortune teller, sat in the middle of the court facing the bench. Outside the fence behind him was a packed gallery.
Since the facts of this case were clear and the evidence was conclusive, the court debate process was not complicated. After the basic process was completed, it quickly entered the final sentencing stage.
"Everyone stand up!"
As the judge spoke solemnly and loudly, everyone in the courtroom, including the audience, stood up in awe.
"Now the verdict is, according to our country..."
The voice of the judge reading out the verdict was carried to every corner through the microphone. He listed in detail the laws that the fortune teller had violated and the final verdict. Every word resounded in the spacious courtroom and lasted for a long time.
The camera swept across the front row of the gallery and finally stopped at Fang Zhi, who was standing at the very edge.
Like everyone else, he listened to the verdict, but his eyes were fixed on the old figure of the fortune teller in front of him. Although his face showed no expression, the meaning contained in his eyes was very complicated.
He couldn't explain why he came to attend the trial. Perhaps he wanted to see it through to the end and wait for a result for the series of events he had encountered during this period, or perhaps it was simply because he still had some unknown hesitation in his heart.
After the last word of the verdict was pronounced, the presiding judge struck the gavel and declared the court closed.
After the collegial panel left the courtroom first, two bailiffs guarding the side of the courtroom came forward, ready to take the fortune teller back to custody and wait for transfer, while all participants and spectators also began to leave in an orderly manner.
The old man in the dock stood up obediently, and flanked by two bailiffs, he walked towards the exit on the left with slightly slow steps.
When passing by the gallery, the old man glanced to the side inadvertently and happened to see Fang Zhi standing in the front row.
All the spectators around were leaving, but Fang Zhi was still standing there quietly, which made him look both awkward and conspicuous.
And the moment their eyes met, the old man couldn't help but pause slightly.
At this time, the distance between the two people was less than one meter, separated only by a low wooden guardrail that was barely waist-high.
After staring at each other in silence for two seconds, the old man's expression suddenly changed subtly - his eyes became like a look of mockery and pity, and he slightly curled up the corners of his mouth and sneered sarcastically.
Before Fang Zhi understood the meaning of this sneer, the old man had already leaned forward and whispered in his ear——
"If that lamp hadn't been smashed to pieces to protect him, do you really think the operation would have been successful?"
Fang Zhi's pupils trembled slightly, and the two bailiffs next to him immediately and seriously stopped the old man's behavior that was clearly in violation of procedures. They pulled him back and forcibly escorted him to the side door.
Fang Zhi stood there, watching the three people's backs gradually moving away, as if he was trapped in some incredible and difficult to distinguish true from false maze, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
“Cut——!”
Zhuang Yan shouted loudly from the sidelines. Then, under the waiting gazes of the crowd, he reviewed the entire clip on the monitor from the beginning. He didn't shout "pass" or "one more time" as usual, but instead announced with a smile, "Finish!"
"yeah--!"
The entire venue erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
This scene, like the previous ward scene, was filmed in the villa. The original banquet hall's auditorium was transformed into a courtroom, and the original audience seats served as spectators. The judges and spectators were played by not only actors but also many villa staff members.
This was the scene with the largest number of actors in the entire movie except for the scene in the hospital lobby. At this moment, all the participants, whether they were crew members or not, could not help but be infected by the atmosphere of the completion of the filming and joined in the excited cheers.
The cheers and noises lasted for nearly ten minutes. When everyone finally calmed down, Song Yecheng finally "broke through the siege" and prepared to go upstairs to change clothes. But before he had gone far, he was suddenly stopped by someone from behind.
"Brother Nojo!"
Song Yecheng looked back and found that the person who came was Qi Tingyu. He understood and said, "Is it vacation?"
Qi Tingyu had obviously come to celebrate the completion of Qi Xianyun's filming, and judging by the time, it was time for the university to have summer vacation.
"Yes," Qi Tingyu said with a smile, and then waved to Jiang Que beside him, "Teacher Bai, we meet again."
As soon as he saw her expression that clearly showed she had something else to say, Song Yecheng immediately became alert and asked, "Are you here to see him again?"
Qi Tingyu suddenly choked.
She had originally wanted to exchange a few pleasantries, but she didn't expect to be exposed so quickly. She simply threw in the towel and said, "Why? Is that not possible?"
Jiang Que couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw the two of them about to start a fight. He looked at Qi Tingyu and asked, "What's going on?"
Seeing him ask, Qi Tingyu immediately changed her expression to an enthusiastic one: "Oh, I just want to ask, is Teacher Ye very busy recently? I have some professional questions I want to ask her, but I always feel like she doesn't seem to have much time to pay attention to me."
Hearing this, Song Yecheng groaned inwardly, thinking that this girl was really stubborn. Thinking about the fact that Jiang Que and his adoptive mother definitely didn't have a good relationship, he immediately walked to the side and beckoned to Qi Tingyu: "Come here."
Qi Tingyu was a little puzzled, but still followed with a suspicious look in his eyes: "What for?"
"Why do you have to keep thinking about her?" Song Yecheng lowered his voice and asked, "Isn't Yan Yin's teacher enough for you to learn from?"
Qi Tingyu immediately retorted, "Then I can't stay in school during the holidays, right? If I don't take a holiday, then the teacher will take a holiday too?"
Song Yecheng said: "Then can't you just take the summer vacation and continue studying when school starts?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Tingyu actually glared and snorted, then said, as if to point fingers at a mountain of water. "Do you think the Conservatory of Music is like other schools, with only midterms and finals? Come on, we're constantly facing various assessments. If we don't make progress, we're going to be overtaken. Do you understand? How dare I take a holiday?"
She actually sounded quite ambitious when she said this, which made Song Yecheng look at her with a new respect.
But even if she was impressed, it was not a good idea to let her bother Jiang Que all the time. Song Yecheng thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and made an irresistible proposal: "How about this, I ask York Levis to teach you?"
Qi Tingyu's eyes widened instantly.
York Levis is a world-class pianist. His annual tours are always sold out and he is a god-like figure in the hearts of thousands of pianists.
"Is this true or false?" Qi Tingyu was almost unable to speak, and his whole body was in a state of great shock.
"I'll make an appointment for you when I get back. I'll ask you to attend at least two classes a week during the holidays, and I'll pay for the round-trip airfare. Is that a problem?"
Qi Tingyu's eyes lit up, and he shook his head like a rattle. He looked like he wanted to give him a shoulder pat right away.
Song Yecheng pointed his index finger at the air and said, "Don't bother him again."
Qi Tingyu was practically trembling with excitement, nodding his head repeatedly. After nodding, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his curiosity suddenly piqued. He leaned closer and said mischievously, "Hey, Brother Cheng, you're not really having any hidden agenda with Mr. Bai, as the online CP fans say, are you?"
Song Yecheng narrowed his eyes threateningly.
Qi Tingyu immediately made a zipper-zipping gesture and made an OK sign with his other hand: "Shut up, I don't know anything. Long live York Levis."
A few steps away, Jiang Que was still thinking about how to answer Qi Tingyu's question, but he saw the two of them whispering something in the corner. When Qi Tingyu came back, she seemed to have lost her memory and smiled at him: "Teacher Bai, I'll be leaving first. See you later!"
After saying this, she walked away with light steps like a waltz.
Jiang Que was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "What did you say to her?"
Song Yecheng leaned closer to his ear and said, "I told you that you are really annoying her. Tell her to stay away from you."
“…”
Jiang Que obviously couldn't believe such words and stared at him with suspicion.
However, Song Yecheng didn't intend to explain any more. He patted his back and said, "Come on, accompany me to change clothes."
After finishing work and returning to the villa, they packed their luggage for the return journey that night.
The wrap party for "Searching for the Lantern" still had to be held, but the location was not in Yinling, but was arranged in a hotel booked in the capital.
Douzi had already packed up his things at noon, and now he was actively busying himself on Song Yecheng's side.
While he was packing, Song Yecheng walked out of the room and took a look at the room opposite.
Jiang Que had very few things to begin with, and they had already been packed up and neatly placed against the wall, but he was not in the room.
Song Yecheng was a little puzzled. After thinking about it, he turned around and went downstairs. He saw Jiang Que sitting cross-legged on the carpet next to the white-haired nest, looking down at his mobile phone.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Que has been checking his phone quite frequently lately. Song Yecheng thought it was a good thing, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel curious, so he walked over and sat down next to him.
With a quick glance, Jiang Que saw that the screen was actually displaying the rental page of a real estate agency.
Song Yecheng was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately remembered what he had said when he asked him to move - at worst, you can find a house after the movie is finished.
Now the film is finished.
And Jiang Que really started looking for a house.
Song Yecheng's heart suddenly became alarmed. Before he could even organize his words, he reached out his hand reflexively and locked Jiang Que's phone.
The screen went black instantly, and Jiang Que turned around with a bewildered look on his face: "?"
Song Yecheng pretended to be calm and cleared his throat: "Why are you in such a hurry to find a house? Can't you live in my house?"
Jiang Que said: "But now the film has been completed..."
"So what?" Song Yecheng interrupted, "Isn't there a variety show after the movie is finished?"
Jiang Que blinked, not quite understanding the logic of this statement.
At the beginning, Song Yecheng asked him to put his things at his house first on the grounds that "we will live in the crew during the filming of the movie, so even if we rent a house, it will be idle." However, variety shows do not require people to live in a certain place permanently, so there is no problem of renting a house being idle. The cause and effect are not related at all.
But Jiang Que didn't dwell on the logic and just said, "But I can't always live in your house, right?"
"Why not?"
Song Yecheng's rebuttal was even more justified this time: "Such a big house is not suitable for two people to live in it? Wouldn't it be lonely with so many empty rooms?"
Jiang Que: “…”
This was indeed a bit nonsense. Song Yecheng himself felt that it was a far-fetched argument. Looking at Jiang Que's speechless expression, he immediately decided to change his strategy -
The next second, he suddenly sighed deeply with actor-level acting skills, lowered his eyes and said as if admitting defeat: "Forget it, I'll tell you the truth."
Jiang Que stared at him, quietly waiting for what to come.
Song Yecheng: "Actually, I'm a little scared living alone."
Jiang Que: “………………”
This statement clearly sounded even more ridiculous than the previous one, but Song Yecheng's sincere words, coupled with his embarrassed expression, made Jiang Que inexplicably think of the picture of a wolfdog sighing that went viral online last time.
So pitiful.
Still like she's acting coquettishly.
Before Jiang Que could figure out how much truth there was in his words, Song Yecheng once again summoned his impeccable acting skills, gently lifting his drooping eyelids and looking at him eagerly: "Will you stay with me for a while longer, Teacher Bai?"
If it just "looked" like she was acting coquettishly just now, then Jiang Que could now basically be certain that she was acting coquettishly.
Jiang Que couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless.
He even suspected that Song Yecheng had encountered some kind of adventure. Ever since he came back from the last recording trip to the capital, Song Yecheng seemed to have suddenly opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and he was able to use this skill of retreating to advance more and more easily and skillfully.
However, what Song Yecheng didn't know was that both the ability to retreat in order to advance and the acting skills that were so realistic that they were indistinguishable from the real thing were actually unnecessary for Jiang Que, because if there was anyone in this world who could make him easily compromise and make an exception, that person was undoubtedly Song Yecheng.
Seeing that Jiang Que seemed to be wavering, Song Yecheng immediately took advantage of the situation and gently nudged his arm: "It's settled then, huh?"
Facing his eager eyes, Jiang Que's thought of refusing was completely suppressed before it even sprouted.
After a moment, he simply let the emotion that he should have restrained and endured take over him. He smiled indulgently yet helplessly and nodded slightly: "...Okay."
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