Filming Wrapped, Heading to the Next Set (Bonus Update)

Shi Yanhai looked at Lin Yu's hand resting on his shoulder, feeling absolutely furious, his teeth practically itching.

Since when was his relationship with Lin Yu this good?

Weren't they almost coming to blows just a couple of days ago?

When it came to acting skills,

Lin Yu was far superior to him.

When it came to scheming,

Shi Yanhai now realized he seemed like a naive kid in front of him.

He had casually become his helper and was utterly outshone.

Gao Yumin and Gou Feng had already melted into the crowd the moment Lin Yu patted the instructor's arm.

It was simply too painful to watch!

The gap between the two of them wasn't just a little; it was a chasm.

The class monitor was completely outclassed by Lin Yu.

...

6:30 PM.

Though the sky was still light, the lighting was no longer optimal.

Forcing the shoot to continue would definitely affect the final film's quality.

If there was a noticeable difference in lighting between shots, they'd be hard to edit together smoothly.

According to the original shooting schedule, they should have wrapped up around six.

Today's on-set atmosphere had been excellent.

Especially the extras' performances made the group members reluctant to end things so quickly.

It was hard to say if they could gather this many extras again for the next shoot.

It was summer vacation; everyone had their own plans.

Getting them to come help for a whole day was already a huge favor.

"Biao-ge, want to grab a bite with us later?"

"Don't look down on our humble student meal!"

Wang Biao listened to Lin Yu's words, raised his fist with a laugh, pretending to punch him.

Lin Yu waved his hands repeatedly, putting on a show of begging for mercy.

The surrounding group members burst into laughter.

"Yu-zi, you pulling your brother's leg with that kind of talk?"

"Your brother here can drink all night with just a plate of peanuts and edamame!"

"Your major is seriously tough. You guys should hurry and take these young ladies out for a proper meal."

"I'm an old married man; gotta go home and take care of your sister-in-law!"

After saying that, Wang Biao left without any further ado, simply waving goodbye on the spot.

Chi Qingshui watched Biao-ge's retreating back and said,

"Biao-ge is really a stand-up guy!"

Chi Qingshui gave two thumbs up:

"Yeah, just like a hero from a novel!"

Lv Rou glanced around and said,

"Has Sister Xin gone back? We should really thank her properly too."

Wu Chuntian replied,

"She already left, around five-something, I saw her."

Not only had the instructor left.

The extras also said their goodbyes and left one after another.

Everyone was here to help; no one actually planned to freeload a meal.

Besides.

With so many students around, if they really went for a big feast,

an ordinary student's wallet couldn't handle it.

Lin Yu had plenty of money, but he wasn't foolish enough to go that far.

Dinner ended up being just the five group members plus Xiang Tiange.

Even though Lin Yu repeatedly insisted on treating,

it ultimately ended up being everyone paying for themselves.

No one wanted Lin Yu to think they were trying to take advantage during the meal.

When dinner ended, everyone agreed.

They would continue shooting two days later, recruiting whoever extras they could then.

Don't even think about replicating today's exact lineup.

As long as they had enough people, the top priority was ensuring the shooting schedule.

All the footage shot today was compiled and handed over to Chi Qingshui.

She took on the bulk of the post-production editing.

With some footage in hand, she could start a rough cut on the timeline.

Editing while shooting was a good habit.

Because when shooting student projects, scenes with missing details or content

are problems only discovered during the editing process.

Doing a preliminary review in advance could avoid the hassle of reshoots later.

After dinner, Lin Yu received a message from Huang Feirong.

「Huang Feirong: Big Yu, things are a bit complicated at home today. Can I come over to play tomorrow?」

At the birthday party yesterday, he learned something had happened at Huang Feirong's home.

Lin Yu had proactively suggested visiting Sister Hong at her place.

Only by understanding the specific situation could he know if he could help.

Seeing Huang Feirong's message, Lin Yu knew it was definitely not happening today.

The more it was like this,

the more curious he became about what exactly had happened.

After replying to Huang Feirong's message, Lin Yu didn't return to the apartment with the others.

Since he wasn't going to Rongrong's house, there was another important matter best settled tonight!

After parting ways with everyone, Lin Yu dialed...

Fang Xinran's number!

"Ring, ring, ring..."

The phone rang only twice before it was quickly answered.

"Hello, Junior Lin!"

Fang Xinran's tone was both surprised and expectant, as if she had been waiting for Lin Yu's call.

Regarding their prior arrangement, they had a tacit understanding; they both knew what this call represented.

"Senior Fang, I finished shooting my school assignment today. Are you free tonight?"

"Should I buy some drinks and snacks, and come find you..."

"for a drink together?"

What "a drink together" meant...

required no further elaboration from Lin Yu.

Fang Xinran agreed over the phone almost without hesitation:

"Y-yes, that's fine... Are you coming now?"

"Should I, should I... prepare something?"

Fang Xinran's rare nervous tone clearly indicated her inner turmoil.

Originally, when they parted ways yesterday, Lin Yu had spoken to her privately.

He said the timing for shooting his assignment was uncertain, so their planned meeting might need to be postponed.

He hadn't expected.

Junior Lin to finish shooting so early.

Fang Xinran was completely caught off guard!

"No need to prepare anything. I just ate something, probably won't be eating much while drinking."

"Have you had dinner? Do you need me to bring something over from outside?"

Fang Xinran replied:

"I've eaten too, no need to bring anything for me. So, see you soon?"

Lin Yu: "Okay, see you soon."

After hanging up,

Lin Yu took a taxi directly to the place Fang Xinran rented.

He bought some alcohol at the supermarket downstairs and brought it up.

He had long since experienced Fang Xinran's drinking capacity.

It was a bit better than Senior Sister Tang's, but only slightly.

Compared to the truly heavy drinkers in the apartment, she was still far behind.

Lin Yu, familiar with the route, arrived at Fang Xinran's door and knocked gently.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Coming!"

The response from inside came quickly.

But while the sound was fast,

the door didn't open for a while.

There was a rustling sound from inside the room, as if she was still tidying something up.

Lin Yu couldn't help but smile.

The trip from near the school took at least twenty minutes.

After all that time, was the room still not ready?

Or was there some special surprise being prepared?

Finally.

After waiting nearly three minutes.

"Click!"

The door opened!

...

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