The atmosphere on the set of "Spring Breeze" was harmonious. Lunch time, which should have been the busiest time, was unusually quiet. Looking around, everyone was holding their phones with tense and serious expressions. After drinking a sip of soup, Zhao Yixuan silently raised her phone.
She didn't want to snatch it at all, she just wanted to practice her hand speed so that she could snatch her idol's magazine in the future!
In seconds, it took action as if ready to strike, and screams rang out one after another.
"Ahhh, it's stuck! Help!"
"What a lousy internet speed! I'm crying!"
"Damn! I got it!!!"
"We have grabbed the first three thousand!"
"I got it! Aaaaah!"
What they were fighting for was not some celebrity endorsement or some celebrity magazine, but Ying Yanluo’s comic book publication “Penglai”.
The crew all knew about Ying Yanluo's autograph signing and plaster application some time ago, so no one told anyone and waited until the new book was sold out before everyone rushed to grab the first 3,000 signed books by Teacher Ying. As a result, none of the hundreds of people in the crew got one.
"Teacher Ying's readers are so amazing." said Wan Jiajia.
Cheng Cheng sighed: "I was stuck directly out of the interface."
"I didn't get it." Zhao Ranran was depressed.
"Why do you want to snatch your boss's signature?" Liu Pinyu shouted.
Zhao Ranran glanced at him and said, "You don't understand. It's more joyful to get it yourself."
Wan Jiajia agreed with a smile.
"I envy Brother Lin, he is the only European emperor among us."
Lin Du smiled and said, "I didn't expect my luck to be so good."
"Has everyone seen the Weibo post from the publishing house?" Wan Jiajia shouted, holding her cell phone.
"What what what happened?"
"Penglai's sales exceeded 100,000 in just 2 minutes! It exceeded 150,000 in 2 minutes! Teacher Ying! Awesome!"
Ying Yanluo's performance in this event was truly impressive; it could be said that her purchasing power was comparable to that of some of the most popular magazines in the entertainment industry.
At this time, Ying Yanluo was in the director's lounge.
Director Feng sighed and put down his phone. "It's true that old people have fast hands. After placing the order, the sales volume has exceeded tens of thousands."
The assistant director and producer didn’t get the role either. It can be said that no one in the director team got the role, including Ying Yanluo himself.
Ying Yanluo glanced at the WeChat message the editor sent her with the good news, and in between talking to Director Zhao, she sent her an emoticon pack.
"Director, don't sigh. I'll sign for you later."
Director Feng was delighted when he heard this, "That's a deal."
Ying Yanluo nodded.
"Hahahahahaha, I need to sign."
"!"
Ying Yanluo: “Sign them all.”
Director Feng laughed, then asked, "Is your hand feeling better?"
Ying Yanluo moved her wrist and said, "It's already healed."
The producer suddenly said "Oh" and asked, "By the way, Xiaoying, has the film and television copyright of Penglai been sold to Yuyi Media?"
Ying Yanluo thought about it and said, "Yes."
"I've bought this for quite a while, why hasn't Yuyi started filming it yet?"
Director Feng said: "It is expected to be filmed this summer." He heard what other people in their group of directors said. They were still guessing whether Yuyi would shoot for its own directors or for external directors. However, they felt that the probability of external directors was higher, as Yuyi did not seem to have any particularly outstanding directors.
Half an hour later, "Penglai" was released, with total sales exceeding 330,000.
Everyone in the crew was happy for her.
Ying Yanluo said that he would treat everyone to a midnight snack in the evening.
At noon, their WeChat group suddenly exploded.
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—Mr. Ying sent a support food truck to the crew!
— Holy crap! It really is! There was also a note on the dining car saying “Thank you for your hard work on the filming of Spring Breeze Hexu crew!”
—Then did you see the small line of words below: "Mr. Su of Teacher Ying"
—Hahaha, it’s true. Why are these seven little words so cute!
—Mr. Ying must have given it to me because Mr. Ying’s new book is selling well today!
—It’s sour! When will I get to have this kind of sweet love? !
—It turns out that Mr. Ying’s husband’s surname is Su!
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—We have hot milk tea and desserts in the parking lot behind the school. Come quickly!
Zhao Ranran saw the message in the group and immediately jumped up, "Senior sister!"
Ying Yanluo was looking down at her phone. She knew that Su Weichu had sent her a support car because half an hour ago, he sent her a WeChat message, telling her that he had booked a support car and it would arrive at their crew in half an hour. His move was called acting first and reporting later.
Before, when Su Weichu was still in the crew of "Flame", Su Weichu wanted to book a support car for her. She thought that he was used to booking support cars for his younger brothers and sisters at home, but they were artists, so it was normal for them to book support cars, but for a screenwriter like her, it would be a bit ostentatious to book a support car, so she refused without thinking.
So Su Weichu told me this time only after he had placed the order, and he had a reason to do so. He said that he placed the order to celebrate the great sales of his new book, and it was okay to place an order occasionally.
Ying Yanluo: “…”
The crew members took pictures and posted them on their Weibo accounts. Somehow, they were seen by the cooperating publishing house. Ying Yanluo was like the God of Wealth to their publishing house, so several persons in charge of the publishing house discussed it and immediately followed suit, copying the text and changing the signature to "Xiangwu Publishing House".
In this chilly winter, the crew members were very happy to have hot milk tea and sweet cakes. It was so sweet to see Ying Yanluo's mouth today!
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At the end of January, the crew of "Spring Breeze" finally wrapped up the filming. Because the New Year was coming soon, most of the crew members had to go home to celebrate the New Year. So Director Feng simply did not return to Beijing to hold a wrap party, and instead held a lively wrap party in a restaurant in Xiamen on the day of the wrap.
Because they finished filming early, the wrap-up party ended at only eight o'clock in the evening.
Ying Yanluo and Zhao Ranran booked tickets back to Beijing.
Of the five main creative members of their crew, only Zhao Yixuan and her assistant returned to Beijing.
Ying Yanluo and she had booked the same flight, and they met after they arrived at the airport separately.
"Why don't you go to the VIP waiting room with me?" Zhao Yixuan suggested.
Although Zhao Yixuan's attitude was not very good when she first joined the crew, fortunately, even if her demands were not met, she only grumbled, but she was still dedicated. Moreover, as the main screenwriter, the communication between her and Lin Du was inseparable, and gradually the relationship became less stiff, but not very close either.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhao Yixuan folded his arms, coughed lightly, and said: "I'm not worried that you're cold, but... because Xiaoyun didn't get food from your support car those few days, I want to thank you on her behalf." After saying this, he nodded in self-affirmation.
Assistant Xiaoyun: “???”
Zhao Yixuan glanced at her, raised her eyebrows slightly, as if asking, didn’t you eat
Xiaoyun understood, and she really did eat a lot.
Zhao Ranran lowered her head to hide the smile on her lips. She had already figured out her temper. She was arrogant and a little princess-like, but not a bad person.
Ying Yanluo didn't try to hide it like Zhao Ranran did, but simply curled the corners of her lips and said, "Okay."
So after checking in their luggage, the four of them went to the VIP waiting room together.
It was several hours later when we arrived in Beijing.
Zhao Yixuan's agent sent a car to pick her up.
Zhao Yixuan asked: "How are you leaving? Do you want me to take you there?"
"No need, Mr. Xi will come to pick me up."
Zhao Ranran shook her head and said, "My boyfriend will answer it."
Zhao Yixuan curled her lips and said, "Then I'll leave first."
After saying this, he took Xiaoyun away. Before they had gone far, their conversation could still be heard.
"It's so great to have a partner, it's like who doesn't have one?"
"Huh? Where did your guy come from?" Xiaoyun asked cautiously.
"I'm just saying it, it will happen in the future!"
Su Weichu arrived before Zhao Ranran's boyfriend.
"Not here yet? How about we take you there?"
Zhao Ranran looked at her phone and said, "No need, senior sister. My boyfriend is here. Where is he?" After that, she waved to her boyfriend and said, "Then senior sister, Mr. Su, I will leave first."
Ying Yanluo: "Okay, drive slowly on the road."
Su Weichu pulled the luggage with one hand and put his arm around her shoulders, "Let's go too."
Ying Yanluo smiled and said "hmm".
Zhao Ranran happily ran to her boyfriend, "Old Yu! Did you miss me?!"
Her boyfriend replied: "Think about it."
Zhao Ranran felt something was wrong, he was being perfunctory, and at the same time she realized that his attention was not on her at all, so she reached out and grabbed his collar, "Okay! Yu Hongjiang! You just proposed to me, and you have someone else outside?!"
Yu Hongjiang heard this and immediately explained with wide eyes, "No! How could that be! I just felt that the man from your senior schoolmate looked a little familiar."
Zhao Ranran didn't really doubt him. Hearing this, she pushed the luggage to him and then took his arm. "That guy is my senior's husband. Do you know him?"
The two walked out, "He just looks familiar..." At this point, Yu Hongjiang suddenly paused, not knowing what he was thinking of, and then he started to speak incoherently, "No, I know him! I know him, but he doesn't know me. Do you know who he is..."
Zhao Ranran rolled her eyes and said, "Speak human language."
Yu Hongjiang, "The boss of our company."
Zhao Ranran paused for a moment, "Wait a minute, your company is not the Su Group...your boss...Su?" Zhao Ranran remembered that her senior sister's husband's surname was Su...
Su Weichu helped her pull the luggage back to the room. Ying Yanluo was about to pack her luggage, but before she even touched it, it was already packed up.
Ying Yanluo felt her soul was trembling. Her nails were not long, but she was forced to leave subtle marks on that strong back.
Obviously, he behaved very normally when they were on the way back. No one could have imagined that forty minutes later, he would become so crazy.
The sofa, carpet, and bed all bore their traces.
Ying Yanluo's heart was beating like thunder and her mind was in a daze.
She even felt that the sweat he dropped on her was hot and burning.
When they were kissing earlier, they accidentally bumped into the ceiling light switch that had just been turned on, and with a "click" the room fell into darkness again.
In this dim environment, he held her waist, forced her to raise her head, bit her lips, and pressed her into the soft sand, like a lion that had been waiting for its prey for a long time. Under his series of attacks, she had no resistance at all and could only let him drag her and possess her.