When You Chuan returned to the bedroom of the suite, Li Zhiqing was sitting cross-legged on the bed, the thousand-layer box was put aside, and the mango on the surface did not move.
He held the mobile phone, and a refreshing and gentle tune slowly played out. Unfortunately, it was played through a WeChat voice message, so it was inevitable to be mixed with some noise, otherwise the listening would be cleaner.
"Does it sound good?" Li Zhiqing called him in and looked at him with bent eyes.
You Chuan said "hmm", and glanced at the box of Melaleuca: "Why don't you eat it?"
"This box is too big, I can't finish it at night, I want to change to a smaller box." Li Zhiqing wanted to get out of bed just now to change, but just received this message by chance, so he didn't move for a while.
"I didn't buy a small box." You Chuan sat on the edge of the bed and said to him while smoothing his hair, "It's okay, if you can't finish eating, I'll help you."
Li Zhiqing chuckled twice, moved to You Chuan's side, and shared the food with him one by one.
After playing the voice message again, Li Zhiqing poked his fingertips up again: "This is the song to be used in the movie, and it feels pretty good."
You Chuan bit the spoon handed to his mouth, and simply took the box in his hand, intending to let Li Zhiqing eat his fill first.
Li Zhiqing put the mobile phone on his lap, his things were taken away, and his hands were immediately free.
He raised his eyes to look at You Chuan, a spoonful of cake had already been fed, Li Zhiqing passively bit it down, couldn't help laughing: "I have hands."
You Chuan didn't speak, but raised his chin and pointed to the mobile phone on his lap.
Li Zhiqing took the mobile phone into his hand to play, but he didn't notice that every spoonful You Chuan fed him had large chunks of fresh mango pulp.
"Uncle Jiang is too hardworking. I only found out two days ago that he would work overtime with the post-production to process the shots every night." Li Zhiqing said, "I guess it won't take long for the finished product to come out after we wrap it up."
Some production crews will also rush to the later stage when the end of the year is approaching, in order to try their best to catch the tail of the Spring Festival stalls and strive for more box office.
But Jiang Ping's goal is bigger, he wants to participate in the Rick International Film Festival at the end of this year.
Founded in the early 20th century, the Rick Film Festival is one of the most influential film festivals in the world. It is scheduled to be held in early January every year for seven days. It opens on Monday and closes on Sunday. Selected films are limited to works that have not yet been released.
Jiang Ping didn't dare to enter the main competition unit to compete for the highest award. He just wanted to participate in the screening of non-competition works, so as to cover the film with golden light and attract more audiences to watch.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiqing couldn't help sighing, and his heart sank.
When Jiang Ping told Li Zhiqing that he wanted to participate in the Rick Film Festival, he was afraid that he would misunderstand that he cared about reputation, so he explained a few more words: "I don't want everyone to work overtime with me, but there is no way, if we can't do it this year, we have to wait until next year, really Can't wait."
The topic of this movie is too heavy, not only the national review is strict, but the public who often go to the movie theater is unwilling to spend money on this kind of subject, and even people who watch the gun version don’t want to download it to watch.
The content in the movie is a thorn in the society, which is deep and painful. Everyone knows that it should be pulled out and dealt with, but everyone is instinctively avoiding it.
"They may admit that this is a good movie worth watching, but they may not watch it." Jiang Ping smiled wryly at the time, "But ordinary people usually don't pay attention to it, and people who have the ability to pull out the thorn How can there be pressure, thinking about solving the problem quickly and fundamentally."
Most people will only speak out in anger after the relevant news is released, and it will not take long for them to calm down again.
Many works or activities surfaced during this period of peace, and then slowly sank to the bottom because no one cared about them. Over time, the peace became real peace, leaving only a short-term endless loop after the victim appeared.
Jiang Ping just wanted to use the name of being shortlisted for the film festival to stop the film from sinking too fast.
"I don't know why, but I have a kind of confidence in our film." Li Zhiqing and Jiang Ping finished chatting, and put down the phone, "Even if we can't meet the deadline of the film festival, we won't be unknown for too long."
The details of the script are so real that it is outrageous that only those who have experienced it can accurately express it. Human trafficking and trafficking in ordinary people's cognition are just superficial.
You Chuan nodded as a response.
He saw that Li Zhiqing's chewing slowed down when he took a bite, and he was not so interested at first, guessing that the other party must have eaten almost, so he only fed him the last few pieces of mango left.
After swallowing it, Li Zhiqing really said: "No more."
He glanced at the time and said again, "I'm going to brush my teeth."
"Well," You Chuan temporarily put down the box, pulled off the rubber band on his wrist and stretched it with his fingertips, and helped Li Zhiqing tie his hair loosely.
When Li Zhiqing came back from the bathroom, You Chuan had finished the remaining half box of Melaleuca. Although he had no expression on his face, Li Zhiqing could see that You Chuan moved the corner of his mouth unnaturally.
"What's wrong?" Li Zhiqing saw You Chuan uncomfortable for the first time.
You Chuan threw the empty box into the trash can, and looked at him helplessly: "... Tired."
He fed all the mangoes to Li Zhiqing, leaving nothing in the interlayer, and when he ate it himself, there was almost only cream left in the box, without fruit to neutralize it, it was indeed easy to get greasy.
At that time, Li Zhiqing was only focused on communicating with Jiang Ping, and didn't notice You Chuan's little actions. He poured You Chuan a glass of water: "If you don't like it, just stop eating. Why do you force yourself to finish eating?"
You Chuan took two sips, and his mouth felt much more comfortable.
There is such a big half box left, if he doesn't eat it, Li Zhiqing will definitely put it in the refrigerator and continue tomorrow.
There is no piece of fruit in it, and Li Zhiqing will get tired after eating it, so it's better for him to solve it together, and eat a few other boxes if he wants to eat.
Li Zhiqing felt that his expression just now was a bit cute, so he stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and the tip of his tongue swept across You Chuan's lips.
You Chuan's body froze immediately, his eyes and breathing warmed up at the same time.
"It smells like butter." Li Zhiqing pressed the tip of his nose against him, and if he got closer, he could kiss him directly. He smiled closely at You Chuan, "It's sweet."
You Chuan's chest heaved more and more, he restrained Li Zhiqing's waist and hips, and bit the corner of his mouth gently.
Li Zhiqing bit back unceremoniously, his smile deepened: "I will rest tomorrow."
This hint is obvious and thorough.
You Chuan kneaded the back of his waist a few times, his eyelids were lowered, as if he was looking at his prey leisurely
Li Zhiqing met his gaze, waited for a long time without You Chuan moving, was about to speak again, his whole body was suspended in the air, and then his lips and teeth were taken away, and his body was soon firmly sandwiched between the mattress and You Chuan.