Because Yuan Caiyi said he wanted to discuss the script, Song Jiamu went to dinner with the two girls after class at noon.
Zhang Sheng looked at him with a disappointed expression, "This guy! It's okay to go to dinner with the cute monitor, but now he's going to have dinner with two cute girls all at once, you let us...
What do single brothers think?
Damn it, it’s just because there are too many cash deposits like this that the girls’ resources are not enough.
Song Jiamu wanted to explain that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel! Although he went to dinner with two cute girls, he was the one who was left out, okay?
Yun Shuqian seemed not to know him, holding hands with Yuan Caiyi and talking happily. They were walking in front, and Song Jiamu was walking behind. Occasionally, he wanted to get closer and eavesdrop on what they were talking about, but as soon as he got closer,
The conversation between the two of them stopped abruptly, and Yun Shuqian glared fiercely at the same time.
There were no little hands to hold, so Song Jiamu put his hands in his trouser pockets, carried his bag on one shoulder, and followed them leisurely.
Occasionally I would compare the figures of the two girls.
Viewed from the back, Yun Shuqian is undoubtedly better. The two girls are about the same height, but Yun Shuqian's legs are extra long in proportion, and her waist is very, very slender, and her hair spread behind her is also better than Yuan Shuqian's.
Picking clothes is much more beautiful.
Of course, if you look at it from the side, you have to use a poem, it looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side. At this point, Yun Chong Chong is completely defeated.
Class had just ended and there were many people in the cafeteria. The three of them lined up to get their meals. Song Jiamu took the initiative to help get three pairs of chopsticks and spoons and make soup. The two girls went to find seats.
We found a seat at a table for four in the corner. Yun Shuqian and Yuan Caiyi sat on the same side. Song Jiamu came over with soup and sat opposite Yun Shuqian without thinking.
The girl didn't speak or show any expression, but she was still satisfied with the fact that Song Jiamu took the initiative to sit across from her.
If he foolishly sits across from Yuan Caiyi, he will definitely get points deducted.
"Now, your soup." Song Jiamu brought the soup to Yun Shuqian.
"Thank you." Yun Shuqian said politely.
"Yuan Caiyi, your soup." Song Jiamu brought the soup to Yuan Caiyi.
"Thank you~"
Yuan Caiyi smiled and said: "Song Jiamu, your T-shirt looks good."
"Really, it was given by a cute girl. She has good taste." Yun Shuqian did not tell him. In front of Yuan Caiyi, Song Jiamu did not dare to say that it was her.
"What a cute girl~" Yuan Caiyi turned to look at Yun Shuqian, and smiled with an ambiguous look.
You pighead! Even Caiyi knows it’s from me, and you still say that, aren’t you just teasing her?
Yun Shuqian's pretty face turned red, and she stepped on him with her foot hidden under the table.
Did I say something wrong?
Song Jiamu corrected her carefully: "Not only is she cute, but she is also my favorite girl."
"My favorite girl~" Yuan Caiyi looked at Yun Shuqian and smiled even happier.
Yun Shuqian's pretty face turned red, and she stepped on him angrily with her foot hidden under the table, just like that, not letting him talk nonsense anymore.
Not satisfied with this?
Song Jiamu thought hard and said again: "Actually..."
"Actually what, you should eat quickly, eat quickly!"
Yun Shuqian panicked, fearing that he would say something strange again, so she quickly took a few green vegetables from the plate and put them on his plate.
Okay, the world of girls is really complicated.
Song Jiamu buried his head in the rice.
Yun Shuqian didn't take back the leg she stretched out, and Song Jiamu also secretly stretched his leg to her side, and their legs crossed and touched each other under the table.
Yuan Caiyi was cooking, but she didn't notice the small movements under the table.
Maybe it was the two sentences Song Jiamu just said that made Yun Shuqian very satisfied. On the surface, she was eating politely, but her legs under the table seemed to be swaying slightly happily, bumping against his legs.
Touched.
Song Jiamu knew that she was happy in this way.
Then why did you step on him again just now?
All in all, it's very complicated.
Song Jiamu ate relatively quickly. When he finished eating, the two girls were still eating, so he got up and bought two bottles of orange juice for them, and he bought a bottle of Coke for himself.
When they came back, the two girls had finished eating. Yun Shuqian cleared the table and Yuan Caiyi took out a few printed manuscripts.
""Note""
Song Jiamu looked at the name of the script and then the content of the script.
Yun Shuqian had told him last night that what Yuan Caiyi brought today was a complete script, and the two of them looked at it carefully.
The story is also very simple. After all, it is just a short film that lasts about fifteen minutes. It tells the story of an introverted male protagonist who lacks motivation in life. He meets a girl in the library and falls in love with her through notes.
, and changed the male protagonist’s life status and became a positive story.
It is in line with socialist values and campus cultural values, but it is different from inspirational films. This is a story about love changing life, and young people are obviously more interested in it.
"Don't you have a single line?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
"No."
"That's it." Song Jiamu looked slightly disappointed.
"Song Jiamu, you just want to shout lines like 'Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi', right?" Yun Shuqian was like a roundworm in his stomach.
She never calls "Song Zhutou" when others are around, because Yun Shuqian feels that the title "Song Zhutou" is a secret between her and him, and she doesn't want others to hear it.
"You two have also read the script, and you are writing novels. Please give me some suggestions!"
"The expression techniques in novels and movies are still different."
Song Jiamu thought for a while and said: "For a micro-movie with a simple plot like this, I think the tension of the drama is very important. It is this point in the script. Whether the male protagonist can muster the courage to date the female protagonist is also the core thing to show.
"
Yun Shuqian also nodded and said: "Hmm, I think there can be another twist here. The male protagonist has already written the note for the date, but he hesitated, and the female protagonist did not come to the library the next day. He was in a low mood.
Frustration, paving the way for the climax of the next scene!"
"In this way, let's go through it all over again, from the life of the male protagonist, to his acquaintance with the girl, to the development of the two, to the turning point Qian Qian just mentioned, and finally to the climax and ending. Let's make a pull-up table
, clarify the action content of every minute."
"good."
…
The content of the script is actually just that. After the three people brainstormed, the pull list was quickly sorted out. For example, what character actions and scenes will be shown in the first two minutes, what actions and scenes will be shown in the next three minutes, etc.
.
After finishing the fifteen-minute pull list, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian knew how they were going to act, and Yuan Caiyi also had an idea of how he should shoot.
"Director, when will we start shooting?" Yun Shuqian said with a smile. In the play, she will play a generous, humorous, proactive, and a little bit funny heroine. She is quite looking forward to it.
"It's Thursday, let's start on Saturday!"
Yuan Caiyi thought for a while and said, "I'm going to look for my classmates in the next two days to see if any of them are interested in acting as a passerby."
"Okay, then the online literary club's micro-film symposium is over, let's disperse." Yun Shuqian said.
"Qianqian, do you want to sleep in the dormitory with me?"
"No, class is about to begin."
"Then I'll go back and take a nap for a while, bye~"
Yuan Caiyi went back to the dormitory to take a nap.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian also left the canteen.
"Then it seems that the first scene should have been filmed at your home." Yun Shuqian said.
"Yuan Caiyi also came to my house?"
"No, I'm already the photographer and assistant director! I'll shoot the scenes at your home!"
Yun Shuqian was excited when she thought that she could manipulate Song Jiamu at will and take pictures of him with a camera.
"...Aren't you the heroine? Why did you become a photographer again?"
"There are two camera positions. I am not only the heroine, but also the assistant director, photographer, and makeup artist. It's very hard."
"..."
Seeing the excitement on her face, Song Jiamu didn't feel her hard work.
"Then I have the lowest status in the entire crew? I'm the only actor who is ordered around?"
"Hmm~"
"No, I also want to be the assistant director. I'll tell Yuan Caiyi."
"It's useless to tell Cai Yi."
"Why?"
"Because the online literary agency is the organizer, the president is greater than the director and is greater than the assistant director, so you understand."
"...We've both slept for four nights, so why don't you give me the entire assistant director's job?"
"roll."
…
It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one at the sink.
In response to the call for water conservation posted above the sink, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian shared the same faucet.
"Mr. President, I will wash it for you, please feel free to leave it to me."
"Shameless, you want to be seen!"
"No one."
He is always so good at picking the time and can always change his tricks to play with his hands.
Yun Shuqian felt coy for a moment, then after confirming that no one was there, she allowed him to help wash her hands.
There is a first time for everything, and there are countless times. Since he helped her wash her hands yesterday when she was washing dishes at his house, the nature of washing hands together has been different.
The water gently washed the palms of the two of them, washing away the sticky sweat stains on their palms. Song Jiamu opened the girl's palms and helped her scrub her tender fingers one by one.
His palm was very hot, but the water flow was very cool, which brought a different experience to the girl in this early summer season.
As the entangled movements of her hands became ambiguous, a blush gradually appeared on Yun Shuqian's pretty face, and she was thoughtful.
"Song Jiamu."
"Um?"
"..."
Then I can’t touch anything else I want! Also, who is the pervert?
But her hands are really beautiful, white and tender, and so small. They feel slightly plump, and there is not even a trace of dirt between the nails. The ten pretty jade fingers are like delicious spring bamboo shoots.
.
He not only touched such beautiful little hands, but also kissed them. Although he had never used them, he still couldn't put them down.
The campus was quiet at noon, and Yun Shuqian stood beside him obediently without speaking.
He slowly and tentatively raised her little hand.
The backs of her white and tender hands were stained with crystal drops of water, like freshly washed fruits. It was obvious that her hands had no smell, but when Song Jiamu lowered his head and came closer, he could smell the pure white toffee-like texture.
Fragrance.
"Can I eat it?"
"No eating allowed."
Yun Shuqian said, "But I allow you to kiss her secretly like last night."
"How secretly?"
"..."
The girl closed her eyes.
Well, Song Jiamu admitted that the moment Yun Shuqian blushed, lowered his head and closed his eyes, his heart was made cute by her.
Raising her white and tender right hand, which was stained with water drops, Song Jiamu lowered his head and kissed her index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger and the back of her hand three times.
"You kissed me a lot!"
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it..."
"Then, then this one needs to be kissed so many times."
Yun Shuqian closed her eyes and raised her left hand again.
What he said during dinner about clothes made her very happy.
It's just your hands, they're going to be touched all these days anyway.
Taking the initiative to give him a kiss, Yun Shuqian felt that Yuan Caiyi must have asked her boyfriend to do it, so the girl felt that this was normal.
Those gentle, soft, moist and cool lips feel ticklish when kissed on the hand.
Yun Shuqian's mood is as warm and bright as the sunshine in early summer.