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"It's past eleven o'clock, and my biological clock started to protest. I'm really sleepy."
“This is the effect we want!”
Yun Shuqian put the makeup box aside, and Nian Nian came up to it and smelled it curiously. It didn't smell good.
The little kitten looked back and saw Yun Shuqian's fingers in claws, grinning mischievously, and messing up Song Jiamu's hair. She had wanted to mess up his hair for more than a day or two, and now she finally got her wish.
"Does it feel okay?"
“Very cool.”
Yun Shuqian climbed out of bed, walked to the tripod, and adjusted the position of the lens.
"I'll give you ten seconds to prepare!"
"Wait a moment!"
Song Jiamu ran outside the room, turned off the lights in the room, and closed the door.
The room was dark, and Nian Nian, who was sitting on the table, had bright eyes. He tilted his head and curiously looked at the monitor with Yun Shuqian.
"start!"
…
The door handle turned and made a slight sound. Song Jiamu walked in exhausted with his schoolbag slung across his body. The schoolbag seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, causing his shoulders and waist to sag slightly. The light in the living room followed the opening of the door.
, a line of light was drawn on the floor, but the room was dark.
Instead of turning on the light casually like a normal person, he closed the door again and stood alone in the darkness for two seconds before raising his hand and turning on the light in the room.
The camera zoomed in, and his eyes were full of confusion and exhaustion, lifeless.
…
"Click!"
After hearing this decent "click", Song Jiamu suddenly became energetic, completely different from the decadent look just now.
"How about it? Can you pass this one?"
"It's okay, it's interesting."
Yun Shuqian looked at the surveillance with a satisfied look on her face. This first step went so smoothly, which was a bit beyond her expectation.
"It seems you have some talent for acting."
"No, someone actually came to me before and said that I was good at basketball and asked me if I wanted to be a trainee."
"Stop bragging and prepare for the second point."
Song Jiamu opened the door and shouted to Li Yuan who was looking curiously at this side of the sofa: "Mom, send me a WeChat message later!"
"……oh oh."
"start!"
…
It was already late at night, and only a small desk lamp was on in the room. The curtains were tightly closed. Song Jiamu sat on the bed with his legs bent. He picked up the phone with the breathing light flashing and saw a WeChat message from his parents who were working out of town, asking him about the latest news.
Living condition.
He typed in the input box and wrote a lot, but in the end he deleted them all and only replied "very good".
The look of loneliness became even stronger. He put down his cell phone and turned off the lights in a depressed mood to go to sleep.
The room was dark and quiet, as if it were dead.
…
"Click!"
The lights in the room became brighter, and Yun Shuqian was also very satisfied with this.
"Give me some praise, give me some praise."
"Okay, Song Zhutou, your acting skills are pretty good, you're barely half as good as me!"
Yun Shuqian saved these captured materials one by one. The filming order is naturally different from the plot playback order. Now the filming is all the scenes in the room at night.
Maybe Yuan Caiyi was right when he said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Yun Shuqian controlled Song Jiamu's camera, and she captured the details of her expression very well.
"The next step is to shoot the scene after you meet the heroine. You need to prepare your emotions and feel a little more energetic."
"I'll brew it up."
Song Jiamu was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at Yun Shuqian, looking at her eyes, her nose, her mouth, her neck, her waist, looking at her openly and openly.
Her legs...
"...Why are you looking at me?"
"Gathering up emotions, okay, it's almost done."
Yun Shuqian gave him the written note prepared by the two of them.
"start!"
…
I met a special girl today. When Song Jiamu returned home at night, his mental state had changed differently from yesterday. He still opened the door and entered the house, but instead of standing in the dark, he turned on the light first and turned his back.
The shoulders holding the bag have also become stronger.
He sat on the bed, took out the notes from his bag about the conversation with the girl in the library, and posted one on the wall.
He lay on his side on the bed and looked at the notes.
He turned around and turned off the light, but before turning off the light, there was a smile on his lips.
In the dark room, he moved the quilt. It was no longer as dead as last night, and he could hear his long and relaxing breath.
…
"Click!"
"Very good, next one."
…
The camera first fell on the wall. Unknowingly, there were many notes posted on this wall. The lights in the room were bright. The camera zoomed in and saw the contents of the notes, including cute smiling faces drawn by girls.
The camera turned again, Song Jiamu was sitting at the desk, his waist became strong and energetic. Under the desk lamp, he wrote many times notes saying that he wanted to get to know the girl and ask her to go for a walk on the playground.
Sometimes he smiled, sometimes he lowered his head and placed his fists on his forehead in deep thought, silently reciting something to cheer himself up.
…
It's a pity that he didn't meet a girl today, not for two days in a row. He looked at the note on the wall and the date note he had prepared in his hand. He felt extremely disappointed and regretful.
After being in a daze for a long time, I fell on the bed in frustration, turned off the light and went to sleep.
There was a dead silence in the room.
…
He succeeded.
He met a girl today, and he plucked up the courage to ask her out for a walk on the playground. This was the last scene shot in his room.
He posted the note written by the girl, "Actually, I noticed you first" on the wall.
He lay on the bed and looked at the note for a long time, his expression full of sweetness and expectation for the future.
…
There wasn't much that required shooting in his room at night, but it was very important to show the male protagonist's inner changes in the whole scene.
Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu kept patting each other, and in order to distinguish the small differences every day, including the placement of some small objects and the difference in hairstyles, they had to do some details.
Of course, compared to a professional team, the details are still not too fine, but for an amateur shooting of two people, it is already done very well.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Song Jiamu also perfectly interprets the character of the male protagonist who is shy, reserved, and unsociable, but is unwilling to accept the status quo and looks forward to change.
Maybe it was their first time filming, so Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were both a little excited. After filming, they looked at the time and found that it was already past midnight.
"Okay, no more acting, let's just shoot here tonight!"
"...I'm really sleepy now."
Yun Shuqian kept the results with satisfaction and sent them to Yuan Caiyi to see.
Although it is past twelve o'clock, for most college students, it is still early.
[Amazing! Amazing! How many times did it take you to achieve this effect? 】
【It all happened once.】
【real or fake!!】
The filming of the scene was over, but Yun Shuqian had no intention of going home yet. She sat cross-legged on Song Jiamu's bed, chatting energetically with Yuan Caiyi.
Song Jiamu secretly opened the door and glanced outside. His parents were already asleep, and the lights in the living room were not turned off.
"Then I'll go back. I'll come back at six o'clock tomorrow and we'll shoot the morning scene."
Yun Shuqian was reluctant to get up and walked to the door of the room wearing small slippers.
But Song Jiamu closed the door.
"What are you doing? I'm going back."
"Shh, keep your voice down, my dad and the others have been asleep for more than half an hour!"
"Then I'll walk gently..."
"Why are you leaving?"
Song Jiamu pulled her to the bedside and sat down. Yun Shuqian suddenly became nervous, shyly broke away her little hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm going back!"
"Anyway, we have to shoot early tomorrow morning, so you might as well sleep in my room tonight."
Well, Song Zhutou's voice will always have the power to confuse people.
He, how did he know that I had thought this way just now?
But how could a reserved girl do such a thing!
This is at his house!
Uncles and aunts are all at home!
She shares a bed with him?!
"You're crazy! We're not in a hotel now. If my uncle and aunt find out, I'll be dead! I don't want it, I want to go home, please get out of the way..."
"Hush! Hush!"
Song Jiamu held her back and refused to let her go. The girl's face turned red, but she didn't dare to speak loudly. She struggled hard, but he couldn't let her go.
"They're already asleep. They won't know. It's already so late now. So you have to run all the way back, and you have to run all the way here early tomorrow morning. Aren't you tired? You might as well just sleep here.
.”
"It will be known!"
"It's okay. My father and mother are very heavy sleepers. Even if they are asleep now, they don't know that you haven't gone back. Moreover, we have to get up early tomorrow morning to film. They don't get up until eight or nine o'clock on weekends.
Even if we see you then, we will tell you that you came here after five o'clock. They will never know. If they know, I will say that I am lustful and won't let you go."
"...I, it's not like I won't sleep with you because I'm afraid that my uncle and aunt will find out, I don't want to sleep with you!"
"I know, it's just for the convenience of filming tomorrow morning."
"It's good to know!"
"Don't make any noise, let's do it secretly, and I'll turn off the lights and close the door."
Yun Shuqian felt like she had really taken Ecstasy, and she actually agreed to sleep with him?
She kept her mouth shut and said nothing. She stood at the door of the room and stared at her uncle and aunt's room at the other end of the living room. When Song Jiamu walked out of the room, the actor got up and made footsteps, as if sending her out.
He also whispered to himself: "... Come over at about five o'clock, call me, and I will open the door for you."
This guy!
If she hadn't confirmed that she was still standing in his room, even Yun Shuqian would have thought that she actually walked out with him!
Song Jiamu opened the door, waited for a while, closed the door again, then turned off the light in the living room and came back yawning.
How many years have passed, Yun Shuqian once again saw the scene where all the lights in his house were turned off at night.
She was in his brightly lit room, and the light came from inside to outside, making her shadow at the door very long.
Song Jiamu came back, pulled her excitedly, and closed the door.
"Reverse, reverse lock!"
"Locked, shush!"
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(Thank you to the leader of the alliance for returning to the sun after a hundred steps~! The boss is generous, the boss will make a fortune, and the boss is not confused. I wish the boss good things! May your dreams come true!)