Zhao Bin tried his hardest to maintain a normal smile.
But listening to Wang Biao's words, no matter how much he forced himself, he just couldn't smile.
Yeah!
Brother Biao was right.
Aren't the two of them going to be holding each other and sucking face in a moment?
Or worse.
If the filming gets too intense in a bit and they lose control, their lips might actually touch.
Did Wu Chuntian ever publicly have a boyfriend during her three years in college?
It seems she never did!
Does that mean she's still holding onto her first love?
Does she still have her first kiss?
If there's an accidental slip-up...
Wouldn't her first kiss end right here today?
"Little Zhao, did I say something wrong?"
Wang Biao's voice pulled Zhao Bin back to reality.
Don't think about it, don't think about it!
If he kept following this train of thought, he'd die of stress before the group assignment was even finished.
Besides.
This had nothing to do with Brother Biao.
The man was chatting with him out of the kindness of his heart; how could he sit there with a sour face and not say a word?
That would be too rude!
"Brother Biao, what you said isn't wrong at all."
"Actually, this kind of scene is rarely encountered in our student film projects."
"You know how it is, we're all timid students. Almost no one dares to do something like this."
Zhao Bin smiled as best he could, responding to Wang Biao.
He shouldn't have said anything.
Once he spoke, Wang Biao got even more excited!
"Hahaha, I knew Yu wasn't an ordinary person!"
"Only a big lecher like him could come up with a scene like this. Did he write the script?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, we're all men here."
"Don't look at your Brother Biao as just an old guy; I understand the hearts of young people too!"
As Wang Biao spoke, he patted Zhao Bin on the shoulder.
Zhao Bin kept smiling out of sheer inertia.
He was terrified that if he stopped smiling now, he wouldn't be able to squeeze one out later.
He heard that this script...
Was really written by Lin Yu!
It made sense.
If he was so bothered by this plot point, why didn't he just delete it from the start?
"Quiet on set, everyone."
"We are about to begin!"
"Lin Yu, Wu Chuntian, how is your discussion going?"
"Are the positions set?"
Chi Qingshui was anxious, her forehead covered in sweat.
The heat in the classroom was one thing, but the content they were about to shoot was another!
No matter how much one claims not to mind, you can't fake your body's true reaction.
She only hoped the two of them could perform well and nail it in one take, so no reshoots would be needed.
Lin Yu: "Ready when you are."
Wu Chuntian: "Mm, Qingshui, we're ready."
When replying, Wu Chuntian specifically glanced at Lin Yu.
The emotion conveyed in her eyes looked incredibly ambiguous and flirtatious.
Behind them, several students were whispering among themselves:
"Is this what film academy students are like? Can they really just kiss directly under the excuse of shooting an assignment?"
"What do you think! That's called professionalism!"
"Hahaha, we're all students here, what professionalism? I think they're just too repressed!"
"Keep it down, what if someone hears you?"
"Scared of what? Guys from the film academy are just lucky, huh!"
"..."
Sitting right next to the gossipers was Xiang Tiange.
Sigh.
Back when Little Chi was chatting with Xiang Tiange about filming the assignment, she had asked if Xiang Tiange wanted to play a role.
Xiang Tiange had said she just wanted to be an extra for fun and didn't have any other ideas.
Thinking about it now...
If she had known, she shouldn't have refused!
If she had agreed back then, maybe the character named Wu Chuntian would be played by her right now.
It couldn't be helped.
There is no medicine for regret in this world; now she could only watch helplessly as someone else played the part.
"Everyone, everyone, Scene 1, Shot 16, Take 1, Action!"
"Clap!"
Chi Qingshui, dressed in her usual style, initiated the first attempt at filming.
This time, there were two cameras: one responsible for capturing Lin Yu, and one for filming Wu Chuntian.
The division of labor was clear and simple. Aside from a slight dolly-in that required operation, the rest essentially depended on the actors' performance.
There wasn't much the technical crew could guide them on.
When Lin Yu looked at Wu Chuntian with a bad-boy smirk, Wu Chuntian stood behind the desk, her eyes looking back at him.
"Cut!"
"The mood is wrong!"
Chi Qingshui raised her hand and shouted.
Lin Yu pointed at himself and asked, "Director, is it my problem? What didn't feel right?"
Chi Qingshui shook her head and looked at Wu Chuntian.
Wu Chuntian immediately understood and asked, "My fault? Director, was my reaction too fast or too slow?"
Chi Qingshui bit her finger: "..."
The issue with Wu Chuntian wasn't about speed at all.
But since she asked so abruptly, Chi Qingshui felt a bit awkward saying it out loud.
Therefore, Chi Qingshui walked up to Wu Chuntian and began speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear.
Wu Chuntian nodded repeatedly, blushing in embarrassment.
Others couldn't hear what they were saying, but Lin Yu could hear every word clearly.
Chi Qingshui whispered, "Wu Chuntian, your reaction is for a solo shot. Fast or slow isn't the issue."
"It's just that you look a little too expectant."
"You just need to have a friendly smile between classmates."
"Don't bring in the knowledge that you know what's going to happen in a moment. Don't have even a tiny bit of that thought."
"Once you have it in your head, it shows in the expression on your face."
Chi Qingshui explained it very thoroughly.
Wu Chuntian understood and promised to do better.
But she wasn't a professional actor; how could she have such perfect facial control?
Considering this, Chi Qingshui thought of a method and added in a whisper, "Wu Chuntian, if you feel your expression control isn't great..."
"When Lin Yu starts walking over, just look at Zhao Bin!"
"Imagine that he is the one walking over, but you still have to maintain a smile."
Lin Yu: "???"
Poor Old Zhao, pathetic Old Zhao!
To help Wu Chuntian find the right state, Big Chi really brought out a unique secret technique.
How was this different from recalling all the painful moments in life when trying not to laugh?
Isn't it the same principle?
Facts proved that Chi Qingshui really was a good director!
Under her guidance, the initial smile Wu Chuntian gave this time was much better.
The smile no longer held that "glad to see it happen" sense of anticipation; instead, it had a few degrees of distance.
On Lin Yu's side...
It didn't look like acting!
It seemed like he was genuinely happy!
Watching this made Chi Qingshui feel bursts of depression in her heart.
Finally.
When he walked up to Wu Chuntian, Lin Yu suddenly made a sharp, dramatic movement.
He cupped Wu Chuntian's face and pressed down to one side.
Wu Chuntian fell backward quickly, following the pre-designed positioning, the angle perfectly right.
"Ah!!"
"They kissed!"
"Those two! Oh my god!"
"..."
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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