Salted Fish Doesn’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chapter 14

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Fang Lin spent two seconds thinking about how to greet Duan Changke.

It would be unrealistic for such a grown-up person to pretend to turn a blind eye, but the distance between the two of them is not too close. If you deliberately walked over to say "Mr. Duan", it would always look a little strange.

Probably because of a guilty conscience, Fang Lin turned his head and hid his face behind Tao Le, pretending to be serious about preparing for the first scene of his crew.

He had already memorized the lines very well, and this scene was not difficult, but Fang Lin still pretended to pick up the script to cover his face, staring at the underlined or marked words on it without distraction.

After the preparations were done, the props and scenes were set up, and the scene director took the scene record sheet and started shouting to be in place. Fang Lin then took the script off his face...

Then I saw a magnified Duan Changke.

Fang Lin: "... Good afternoon Mr. Duan, goodbye Mr. Duan."

"Yeah." The other party readily accepted his not-so-sincere greeting, and even cared about his artists, "Behave well."

It's over. Why is the sponsor still filming with a supervisor? Why isn't Duan Changke leaving? He won't wait until he finishes filming this scene, what if he can't make it through...

Fang Lin began to mutter wildly in his heart, but his head was buried lower and lower, and he nodded like a pounding garlic: "Oh."

It looks like a small employee facing his boss in fear.

Duan Changke didn't say anything more, but he didn't leave. Seeing this, the director team gave him a seat alone. He stood with his arms folded, with the usual indifferent and distant expression on his face.

It's like people like Chu Chen are naturally kind, good-natured, and get along with everyone, but people like Duan Changke, even if he is always polite and polite to people, and occasionally has a faint smile on his face, it will only make people feel uncomfortable. Feel far away.

Fang Linxin carefully looked away from Duan Changke, and after finding his place, he greeted the male and female protagonists and rival actors, and his first scene in this crew officially began.

The plot is very simple to sum up, and it seems a bit routine. The male protagonist Jing He played by Chu Chen was still a problem student who made teachers and schools very troublesome. He met on the way home with the female protagonist Ji Haiyao. Jing Chuan casually introduced the two to each other, and that was the first time Jing Chuan and Ji Haiyao met.

Jing He plays truant and fights back to school. He has an aggressive temper and lack of patience, but he is not irksome and hopelessly stubborn. He has just met Ji Haiyao for a few days, and he feels that this little girl is really boring, which affects him. The speed of the wall, but Ji Haiyao insisted on following him. For this reason, he skipped the first class in his life, and followed Jing He to escape from school.

But what is Jing He thinking about now, he just wants to get rid of Ji Haiyao and continue to play with his friends, when he meets his good student brother on the way, he quickly grabs him and asks him to help Ji Haiyao away for him.

Chu Chen was wearing a basketball jersey with bare arms, and there was sweat on his forehead. When he walked over, his face was full of rebelliousness unique to a boy of that age, with an unrepeatable sharpness.

Fang Lin walked in from outside the camera, but frowned and walked with his head down, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother, brother—" Jing He saw him, turned his head and glanced at Ji Haiyao who was silently following behind him, and shouted, "Come on!"

Hearing Jing He's voice, Jing Chuan raised his head, and just as he was about to answer, he saw Ji Haiyao standing behind him, who was also looking at him at the moment.

A subtle, small emotion appeared on Jing Chuan's face, but he quickly looked away and called Jing He: "Brother."

Jing He naturally wouldn't notice this expression, and grabbed Jing Chuan's schoolbag to prevent him from leaving: "Brother!"

Then he used his tall figure to block Ji Haiyao who wanted to look over, and kept lowering his head and winking at Jing Chuan and mouthing: "I, want, go, hit, ball—"

"Help-"

Although the two brothers had very different personalities, they got along pretty well. Jing Chuan immediately understood what his brother meant, and said "Oh", saying yes.

Jing He turned around and coughed at Ji Haiyao: "This is my younger brother, younger than us."

Ji Haiyao smiled gently. She was very interested in everything about Jing He, so she smiled politely at Jing Chuan: "Hello."

"My brother has a very good temper, he gets along with everyone, and he never blushes." Jing He began to praise his brother endlessly, "The brain is easy to use since he was a child, so don't blame me for my poor grades. The sports cells are here. The learning cells went to him."

Jing He boasted wildly again, and stopped when he felt that he was almost over, and coughed: "So, brother, you can send her off today, and you can also discuss studies and competitions, if you have something to talk about."

Ji Haiyao let out an "ah".

On the contrary, Jing Chuan, who was praised by Jing He as "flexible and clever", pursed his lips lightly, thinking about something, and his expression was even a little dull for a moment, which was slightly different from what Jing He said.

But this emotion quickly disappeared, and he smiled again, just as Jing He described, humble and polite: "Then... Sister Yaoyao."

Jing Chuan smiled with his eyes bent, and asked Ji Haiyao, "Then can I call you Sister Yaoyao?"

Just as Ji Haiyao nodded, Jing Helin who was on the side had already taken advantage of this time to slip away. Before leaving, he even yelled at Jing Chuan: "Brother! Take good care of big sister!"

"Cut." Director Rong's voice sounded, and the scene relaxed because of this sentence, "It's over."

"Chu Chen has that taste, it's great. Fang Lin is in a good mood, so I want to get this feeling now, and continue to find this feeling in the next scene. Peirou's expression can be smoother. I remember that this is the first scene of the first encounter. Pay attention to the next scene." Rong Jiu said.

"Good Director Rong." Lan Peirou was not a person who talked a lot, but she looked very well-behaved and obediently responded.

There are two more scenes to come, one is Jing Chuan's rivalry with Ji Haiyao alone, and the other is a close-up of Jing Chuan alone.

Jing Chuan listened to his brother's words, and did not rush home immediately, but sent Ji Haiyao back first, and then came back alone.

Ji Haiyao probably wanted to know more about her brother, so she asked Jing Chuan to ask questions from time to time on the road. Sometimes Jing Chuan answered quickly, and sometimes he thought for a while before answering.

And Jing Chuan's last scene was very well timed, just in time for the most beautiful time in the evening.

He sent Ji Haiyao away, and then he walked back step by step in silence.

The expression on Jing Chuan's face was very light, but the setting sun behind him was very strong.

Huoshaoyun has a blazing and cruel beauty, tearing apart and kneading the sky, the light falls inch by inch, and shines on Jingchuan's face.

The boy in the simplest shirt was walking for a long time before he seemed to think of something and looked at the place where the two parted just now.

After another half hour, he turned his head and smiled softly with his eyes downcast.

"Okay! Group B has worked hard!"

"Today's work is over! Everyone, go back and have a good rest!"

The set got busy in an instant, everyone cheered and got ready to get off work, Director Rong was still watching a few episodes of today's cut, while the others packed up and left one by one.

Fang Lin rubbed his face and let out a breath.

The makeup of his role is very light, and the shape is also simple. At this time, he is mainly going to reduce his age. Fortunately, he is young, so he doesn't look out of harmony at all.

It should be... okay.

He walked to the monitor and watched it with Rong Jiu, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, for a moment he forgot what he was worried about before.

It wasn't until he finished reading his part that he felt his phone vibrate.

It's a text message from Duan Changke.

"Still leaving?"

Only then did Fang Lin come to his senses, remembering that his benefactor was also half a supervisor after all, and he was just watching from behind.

He suddenly started looking for Duan Changke's figure. The sun had not completely set yet, and with a little makeup on his face, he really looked like a 16-year-old student who had no intentions and knew nothing about the world.

He tensed up, thinking that he shouldn't have acted too badly just now.

At any rate, Director Rong didn't say anything about himself, the first one is still the same.

The phone vibrated again, this time it was a WeChat message.

"Don't look for it, don't you want to go back? Come along and get in the car."

Fang Lin was finally able to pick out emojis to post, and casually picked up a Corgi with a shocked expression and threw it over. Then he followed the address sent by the other party and walked to a place where there was no one at the back door of the studio.

He told Tao Le to go home today, and the other party had already returned to the hotel, and started stuffing things into his mouth while saying "Aoooooooo Lin, you're great".

Fang Lin walked over, and a car was parked there, with Duan Changke's driver standing beside him.

The other party opened the door for him wearing gloves, and Duan Changke was already in the back seat.

Fang Lin was afraid of being seen, so he quickly sat on it, and looked out the window when he closed the door.

"President Duan." He said, "You have been waiting for a long time."

"By the way." Duan Changke didn't want to say anything, and signaled the driver to start the car.

Seeing that Duan Changke didn't say anything, Fang Lin stopped asking.

He was actually a little nervous, probably because he hadn't acted well in a long time, no matter how calm he pretended to be, he still wanted some affirmation or praise.

Tao Le is a flatterer, he has to give half of what he says, but director Rong's compliments are different, he almost couldn't suppress his happy appearance on the set.

Now this mentality of longing for affirmation has actually been transferred to his own benefactor.

Fang Lin didn't know how long Duan Changke slept today, but he probably started to work before he woke up. At this time, he got in the car and started to close his eyes to rest his mind.

His eyelashes are very long, fluttering on his eyelids at this time, dyeing the indifferent temperament he was born with a fluffy mist.

Against the setting sun that is about to burn out outside the window, there is a kind of handsome haze.

Fang Lin continued to mutter in his heart.

Duan Changke didn't know if he was still watching it at that time. If he was watching it, as a naked film without editing, background sound and post-production, I don't know how he would feel after watching it.

But Duan Changke is not an actor after all, he is just an investor who throws money coldly, and he only cares about how to make more profits, nothing more.

So I shouldn't ask him.

Fang Lin sighed inwardly, intending to look away.

At this time, Duan Changke opened his eyes without warning.

Fang Lin didn't expect to be caught peeping, so he opened his mouth, "Ah", but didn't say a word.

Of course, he couldn't decide what to call by name, so Fang Lin called out "Mr. Duan" and then politely closed his mouth, taking it as a greeting.

Duan Changke looked at him for a while, seemed to find it interesting, and couldn't help reminding: "You haven't told the driver the address yet."

"Oh oh oh..." Fang Lin was in a rare embarrassment, and just about to speak, he heard Duan Changke continue to say: "Or, do you want to go to my place?"

Duan Changke's driver drove the car very steadily.

But still pricked up his ears quietly.

"Ah, ah?" Fang Lin was stunned for a second, "Why tonight—"

After digesting what Duan Changke said, he shut his mouth abruptly.

Duan Changke stared at him generously, and only smiled softly after Fang Lin said "ah".

This chuckle gave Fang Lin goosebumps.

Also, it's not impossible, that is, the model has not been selected...

"Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Fang Lin bit his tongue, why he stuttered like Tao Le.

"Then, let's do it today." Fang Lin coughed, and there was no reason to be shy about the people he seduced to confirm the relationship, "But I have to leave tomorrow morning, and I have to go to the company to sign a document."

After a while, Fang Lin calmed down, and tentatively moved his hand towards Duan Changke in a suggestive way.

He came running, his voice was still a little panting, his forehead was sweating a little, he was still wearing clothes that he hadn't changed in time, and his whole body was full of a youthful air.

At this moment, the boy licked his lips and looked up at Duan Changke.

Duan Changke cooperatively allowed the other party to squeeze his five fingers into his own, and after he finished hinting, he calmly spoke to the driver and gave him an address.

"Ah," Fang Lin said dryly, "President Duan, so you want to go to my house..."

"It's all said to be on the way. I just take you back by the way."

"Oh… "

So what did he mean by that before!

Fang Lin wanted to complain and glared at Duan Changke, but before he could do this, he straightened his position and decided to indulge the patron's capriciousness: "Oh, okay."

Duan Changke seemed very satisfied.

Only his driver pulled his ears back in disappointment.

When he was about to reach the downstairs of Fang Lin's house, he finally remembered to take back his fingers.

It looks weird now.

But in all fairness, Fang Lin wasn't that repulsive.

He paused and said, "Mr. Duan, today..."

Can you give humble job a clear.

Duan Changke glanced lightly at Fang Lin, who was now dressed as a high school student, and quickly turned his gaze away.

"Forget it today." He pressed his thumb on the corner of his mouth, the lip line was still flat, but his voice sounded a little different, "I'm not underage."