A round jar like a wine jar, as clear and flawless as jade, the lid seems to have a string, and there is a small piece of paper pressed at the knot, which should have words on it.
Dots of ink marks show through the back of the paper, but to see clearly, the paper must be taken out.
Take it out?
Yun Tuan suddenly came back to his senses. Of course the paper that looked like a "seal" couldn't be moved. How could this jar bewitch people's hearts?
How about... let [Tofu Nao] come out and take a bite?
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly looked at Shang Yong. Every day when he went out, he would put on a layer of waterproof and oil-proof foundation, pretending that he had milk skin. Then when he went to the set, he would spend several hours doing makeup, and the makeup on his face would already be gone.
It's thicker than a city wall, so it's hard for him to still make normal expressions.
At this moment, Ban Yong tilted his head slightly and looked across the layers of people, accurately capturing the agent who came to the set to take a peek.
"Cut! Xiaoban, that sneak peek you just made was good, keep up the good work!"
The director took the lead in applauding, and the people around him also clapped in agreement. After a burst of sparse applause, Ban Yong bowed with some embarrassment, and then slowly walked to Yun Tuan.
"Sister Yun, why are you here? Do you have temporary work arrangements?"
It was a kind of humility and gentleness that Yun Tuan had never heard of or seen before.
She could feel goosebumps all over after hearing this tone, but she could only bite the bullet and continue to act with others, "No, just come over and see what's going on."
Ban Yong seemed to be relieved, then lowered his head, as if he was ashamed to speak, but quickly said: "Did you bring anything to eat? I seem to be hungry again."
Yun Tuan took two chocolates and put them into Ban Yong's hand, "Here, I found this in the lunch box."
Ban Yong paused, took it as if nothing had happened, opened one and threw it into his mouth.
A shadow gradually approaches.
Yun Tuan raised his eyes and saw Jing Yu approaching expressionlessly. Perhaps because he was wearing black contact lenses, the feeling of oppression was stronger than before.
It seems that a sunny day suddenly passes by a strong wind, followed by a heavy rain, and the heat disappears without a chance to hide. The people who are caught in the middle are confused and at a loss what to do.
"Teacher Jing, your handling of emotions just now was really delicate and amazing!"
Ban Yong straightened the plastic candy wrapper, flattened it, and held it in the palm of his hand.
Jing Yu nodded and complimented perfunctorily: "Where, the class teacher still has spiritual energy - who is this?"
Ban Yong lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "This is my agent, Yun Tuan."
Yun Tuan didn't understand Ban Yong's "matchmaking" behavior. He and Jing Yu were obviously from rival companies, so introducing his agent by name was quite strange.
She glanced at Ban Yong.
Jing Yu nodded nonchalantly, showing a distant smile, "Hello."
"Hello, Teacher Jing." Yun Tuan replied softly. After thinking for a while, he took out a chocolate from his pocket and asked, "Would you like to eat it?"
Jing Yu shook his head, "No, thank you."
Then walk away.
Ban Yong was not happy anymore. He took a step closer and whispered: "My candy! Why give it to him!"
"No, the one in the pocket is your candy. I bought the ones here myself." Yun Tuan said seriously and gave a handful to the assistant director.
Looking at the girl's firm and sincere eyes, Ban Yong felt a rare guilty conscience, accompanied by a touch of embarrassment. Just when he couldn't find a reason to be angry, he was about to prepare for the next scene.
Ban Yong breathed a long sigh of relief, rushed to the camera as if fleeing, and stopped talking to the agent who was distributing the chocolate.
Yun Tuan chuckled and took advantage of sharing the chocolate to observe the nails of most of the staff.
The assistant director is not an exception.
The nails of some of the site staff, some of the photographers, and the prop crew were almost cut into the flesh, which is quite exaggerated.
Were these people's nails the ones with burning candle wicks on the day the computer was turned on?