The filming process was very troublesome. Sheng Wantang had to jump three times to meet the multi-camera shooting requirements. Afterwards, Chu Ling took the close-up of the face herself, and Sheng Wantang had to teach Chu Ling a few reshooting moves.
"Director Sheng, given your conditions, why don't you enter the entertainment industry?" Chu Ling asked Sheng Wantang casually while taking a break.
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. My ambition is not in the entertainment industry." Sheng Wantang stopped to drink water and said, "Although I have served as Teacher Chu's dance replacement, I will not come to the stage."
Chu Ling understood the implication of Sheng Wantang's words - she indeed suppressed Chu Ling's limelight today, but it would not affect Chu Ling's career, resources and camera.
"Director Sheng, you are so beautiful and smart. No wonder Mr. Lu looks at you differently." Chu Ling breathed a sigh of relief and her smile widened, "I took the initiative to toast Mr. Lu at the wine table that day. It was me who was rude."
Everyone could tell that Chu Ling was deliberately hooking up with Lu Jiyuan at the wine table that day.
But now, she is equivalent to apologizing to Sheng Wantang.
On the other side, Mu Ruyi saved the video of Sheng Wantang dancing that she had just taken with her mobile phone. Lu Jiyuan's contact information was not disclosed to the public. Mu Ruyi found Yi Jiu's email address on the official website of GT Group and sent the video.
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Toronto.
Yi Jiu transferred the video to Lu Jiyuan.
The woman in the video is dressed up to attend the ceremony. She is graceful and graceful, with flowers on her hands and half-covered sleeves. Her movements are full of elegance.
This is Sheng Wantang.
Lu Jiyuan showed no emotion on the surface, but his eyes became darker and darker.
He had seen her dance handsome and sexy jazz, but he didn't know that she could also dance stunning classical dance.
"Madam, there was only one dancer in the crew, so she went to work as a dancer. Miss Mu Ruyi sent this to my email, and the note was 'gift'." Yi Jiu said, "She probably doesn't have your contact information.
, it was sent to me."
Lu Jiyuan watched the video three times and then saved it on his mobile phone.
For the first time, I felt that Mu Ruyi was of some use and she was more pleasing to the eye.
But when he thought of Sheng Wantang dressed up so beautifully and dancing in front of so many people on the set, so many eyes were glued to her. He had never seen her dance with his own eyes, but those people had all seen it.
He felt unhappy for a while.
That night, Sheng Wantang received a picture text message.
This is a scene of her dancing as a dancer today.
Sheng Wantang didn't know whether to be surprised that Lu Jiyuan had such a photo, or whether he should be surprised that people were still sending MMS messages these days.
She called Lu Jiyuan.
The call was quickly connected there.
"Hello."
After not hearing Lu Jiyuan's voice for a few days, Sheng Wantang's heartbeat accelerated a little.
"Why do you have photos of me dancing?" Sheng Wantang asked, "Did the director send it?"
Lu Jiyuan did not answer, but said: "Sheng Wantang, you didn't even dance this dance in front of me."
The word "du" is used very spiritually... I don't know why, Sheng Wantang sensed jealousy from this short sentence for no reason.
Why does she have this illusion?
"But I'll skip the Jazz for you." Sheng Wantang said.
And who has nothing to do to dance classical dance?
Lu Jiyuan was not satisfied with this statement: "You are forced to dance for me, dress casually and dress casually."
How can this be compared? Sheng Wantang didn't know what to say for a while.
But it would be too shameful to say that she would dance a special dance for him in the future!
Sheng Wantang quickly changed the topic: "Should we add WeChat?"
Nowadays, text messages are only used for work. How can anyone use text messages to chat in daily life?
"I don't have WeChat." Lu Jiyuan usually calls others directly, and sending text messages is already a privilege given to Sheng Wantang.
Sheng Wantang was surprised: "There are still people who don't use WeChat these days?"
"Sheng Wantang, do you think I'm old again?" Lu Jiyuan's tone sounded dangerous.
"No! I didn't!" Sheng Wantang had to change the subject again, "Didn't I leave you with a gift? I'll give it to you when you come back."
"Did you design it yourself?" he asked.
Sheng Wantang: "..." Is it her illusion again? Why does she think he is comparing it with the tie she gave to Jing Yan before?
Sheng Wantang: "Yes."
"Okay." Lu Jiyuan was satisfied.
After hanging up the phone, after a while, Sheng Wantang's WeChat account received a new friend request.
Nick name:.
Note: Passed.
Sheng Wantang was confused for a moment and clicked through.
At first glance, the other party’s WeChat ID was initially garbled and the friend circle was completely empty, like a new account.
Sheng Wantang typed and asked: [Lu Jiyuan?]
other side:【.】
It really is.
Someone who said he didn't have WeChat turned around and registered one. Sheng Wantang wanted to laugh a little.
Sheng Wantang asked deliberately: "Don't you have WeChat?"
Lu Jiyuan: [It’s ten o’clock, you don’t want to sleep?]
She was not allowed to ask.
Sheng Wantang could imagine that Lu Jiyuan's face should not look good now. The more she looked at it, the more she wanted to laugh, and couldn't help but roll on the bed.
Sheng Wantang: [Okay then, good night!]
After I sent it, I remembered that it was daytime in Toronto, and I was about to add some words when I received a message from the other party.
Lu Jiyuan:【An.】
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Sheng Wantang's submission to "Year" three months ago came to fruition. After handling the follow-up work for the crew, she flew straight to Paris.
"Year" is a high-value visual competition in the fashion circle, and it is also a benchmark in the fashion styling category.
The award ceremony hadn't started yet, and Sheng Wantang originally planned to send a WeChat message to tell Lu Jiyuan, but for serious matters like the result of the competition, it was better to make a phone call.
She wanted to tell him that she won the gold medal of "Year" and was the youngest winner of this professional award.
It's not like Sheng Wantang has never won more important awards than this, but she doesn't feel as excited as she does at this moment.
Will Lu Jiyuan praise her?
Or he asked half teasingly: "Mrs. Lu, do you want a reward?"
Dudududu——
The long bell rings.
As soon as the call was connected, Sheng Wantang said: "Hello, Lu Jiyuan, I -"
"Hello? Sorry, Ji Yuan's phone is not with him. Who are you? If you have anything, I can tell him for you."
What came from the receiver was a woman's voice.
Sheng Wantang felt that the blood all over his body was suddenly cold, like a basin of cold water pouring down from his head.
"...Who are you? His assistant?" In Sheng Wantang's impression, Lu Jiyuan had never let anyone take his call.
He is a very possessive person about personal belongings, just like he doesn't like others to enter his bedroom.
"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to tell you my identity, but I'm not his assistant." The other party's words were cautious.
It's like standing on the side of the owner and guarding against an outsider.
Sheng Wantang suddenly had an absurd guess: Lu Jiyuan did not note her mobile phone number.
Her mobile phone number appeared in his address book, like a stranger.
"Sorry, I dialed the wrong number." Sheng Wantang hung up the phone as if running away.
Who was the woman who answered the phone just now?
Sheng Wantang felt that her eyes were a little sore, and she blinked quickly. Her heart felt like it was stabbed by something again, and the pain was silent.