Son of the Bone

Jiang Jue discussed with Aunt Lu, recorded a video himself, and the studio under Minghuang Entertainment forwarded it on his behalf.

The teenager in the camera was still a little shy. He first bowed and thanked everyone for their support and encouragement, and then explained the reason why he didn't open Weibo.

"I hope I can still focus on the performance itself and bring you better works."

He bowed again, with a faint smile, and he was completely different from the gorgeous and arrogant Yue Yu in the camera: "Everyone doesn't need to pick up the plane or hold up the lights, I have already received all your wishes."

After being absent from class for so long, I even missed the mid-term exam when I came back.

When Jiang Jue went to do the morning exercises again, the snow on the ground had not been swept away, and the sky was dark until six o'clock in the morning, only the warm yellow street lamps illuminated the students who came out to practice the exercises one after another.

When other students saw him, they would show two to three points of surprise, and then tentatively come over to say hello.

Assistant Professor Zhou also saw him when he came to check his morning skills, and came over with a smile to say hello, saying that the movie was well shot.

When the sky gradually brightened and the morning exercise was finally over, there were already several long queues in the cafeteria.

Jiang Jue went to ask for a bowl of scallion oil noodles. The aunt at the window waved her hand and greeted him quite skillfully, "Young man! I've seen your movie!"

She has been working in this window for 30 to [-] years, watching with her own eyes batch after batch of young people embarking on different paths, many familiar faces appearing on TV, and flourishing in different fields.

The autograph book that was always handed to Qi Lin before was also handed to him today.

Following Qi Lin's example, Jiang Jue bowed slightly and said thank you, and wrote his name under Qi Lin stroke by stroke.

The names of the two people are put together, which looks quite harmonious.

He ate the noodles by himself under the gaze of a dozen pairs of eyes, and then walked to the classroom while following and striking up a conversation.

During class, many schoolgirls were lying by the window, chatting casually while looking around, trying to find the movie actor.

Dinner is still fruit salad, and the uncle who sells fruit has prepared a new book, which has the signatures of various child stars or small Internet celebrities.

Jiang Jue walked back with the bag alone, signed three or four names along the way, and then went up to the fourth floor under the gazes and accusations of everyone.

Another batch of gifts appeared at the door of 404, but more of them were for him.

All are non-refundable gifts, and only a handful have class and name written on them.

He couldn't find the past and return them one by one, so he sighed and called his assistant, telling her to come downstairs tomorrow.

Qi Lin taught that if they returned it in person, they would only make them confirm that they could see him with this method, which was tantamount to encouraging them to do so again in disguise.

The side effect of falling in love with someone seems to be getting less and less used to being alone.

Christmas is coming soon.

Small and large shops have begun to decorate bells and reindeer antlers, and various pop songs echo non-stop on the long street.

The photos of my mother walking the red carpet abroad are pretty good, and my father has already released news about his next movie, and he will probably start auditioning in April next year.

Qi Lin murmured that filming was so tiring, but every time he could run to the sky on the set and show his fish belly white, once he stood in front of the camera, he would feel like a perpetual motion machine without getting tired.

Everyone took good care of Jiang Jue. Several girls even tried to lend him their previous notes, and they would ask him if he would go to various K-singing and eating parties on weekends.

After Jiang Jue had been alone for a week, he finally couldn't hold on anymore.

He originally felt that he could live his whole life according to his previous temperament, but after meeting Qi Lin, it seemed that more and more colors were poured into his life, and all kinds of desires were driven by him to be particularly strong.

In the past, he never slept in late, but since he became a roommate with that guy, he can sleep until nine o'clock on Sunday.

He thought for a long time on Friday afternoon, and finally called his assistant.

"Buy me a plane ticket to Zhuqian."

Ji Ji's eyes lit up instantly: "Are we going to see Qi Shen yet! How about I prepare some gifts for you!"

Jiang Jue thought for a while, then nodded.

He didn't pack his luggage, and went to the airport by car to meet his assistant. Like taking a rather troublesome subway, he flew from one platform to another, and then took a two-hour drive to Qianyang Film and Television City outside the suburb.

——You have to buy a ticket to go in.

"Xiaoji said that Qi Shen is still on the set, not sure when he can go back to the hotel." Ji Ji glanced at him tentatively: "Shall we go back to the hotel and wait?"

Jiang Jue shook his head, ordered the driver to buy three tickets, and went straight to his studio.

Originally, he was planning to call his father and ask him to send someone to pick him up, but as soon as the security guard at the gate recognized his face, he immediately asked him to sign his name on the cup and clothes, and then let them go with a smile go in.

The snowy weather makes the wind blow like a knife.

Jiang Jue hurried to find their positions, feeling that he couldn't wait any longer.

He had never been in love before, let alone tried a long-distance relationship.

But with such an eager and anxious mood, it was as if a cup of hot water was filled in my heart, and if I shook it again, it would overflow and scald me.

When he finally found the set, the dirty figure in the distance was as obvious as a signboard in the air.

Because the weather was too cold, the mud and water on the ground would be frozen into ice in an instant. They had to use a heater to blow the film, and they were so engrossed in watching the monitoring screen that they didn't even realize that their son had come to visit.

Jiang Jue held his breath and slowly approached the edge.

Qi Lin was in the noisy city, and was pushed into the mud by the person who caught him stealing, and even his mouth and nose were rubbed with mud.

He was filming the scene where Loan is seen by the old detective in the earliest days.

Although the traces of his performance are still a little obvious, his expression has been done very well, and the live radio effect of his lines is quite good.

The old criminal policeman hiding in the crowd looked at this embarrassing and stubborn young man carefully.

Standing in an inconspicuous place, Jiang Jue couldn't help laughing as he watched him work hard.

Even if they have no intersection, even if they may not even have the chance to invite him to dinner later, seeing him so close seems to be enough.

It wasn't until Bai Ping finished a scene and told everyone to rest for a while that the assistant beside him whispered that Xiaojue had been here for a while.

He looked at his son in a little surprise, and found that he brought himself a snack.

——Shidu's freshly baked beef shortbread is already cold in the thermal bag.

It can be turned in the microwave oven, and it will be crispy and fragrant immediately, and the beef inside is genuine.

"How long have you been here?" He patted Jiang Jue's head and motioned for his assistant to call Qi Lin.

"I'll go back on Sunday, and I still have class on Monday." Jiang Jue helped him pour a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"It would be great if I could finish this work ahead of time." Bai Ping stretched his waist and began to eat the third piece of shortbread, complaining a bit: "This crap movie has too many details, and each shot is not yet complete." Good cut, I'm really asking for trouble for myself."

"Your next film will be even more troublesome." Jiang Jue couldn't help laughing: "Six or seven out of ten films will be filmed on green screen, so I can bear your temper."

"Have you decided which role to take?" Bai Ping took a sip of water from the tea mug, and said seriously: "Think about it quickly, I'll be able to recruit people for auditions when you think about it, at least the news will be released in February, and it will be in April." It's the first round."

Jiang Jue showed a somewhat embarrassed expression: "No..."

"Did your mother push you to raise the salary to negotiate the price?" Bai Ping showed a vigilant look: "All the money for my next film will be spent on post-production and special effects, don't just raise the price - you are my own son."

"That's not true." Jiang Jue laughed and said, "It's really not a good choice."

Both core characters are troublesome, and he's really bad at playing with green screens and props.

Looking at a large wall, imagining that this is mountains, rivers and hills, but also full of emotions... It is not bad to be able to enter the play.

Although Qi Lin had an hour to rest, nearly four to ten minutes were spent on changing clothes and makeup.

He had just finished acting as a character with a lot of publicity, and he had to change into a police uniform and wipe his face clean to play a criminal policeman. His humble and rough face just now had to return to a serious and upright feeling.

After he packed up all his clothes and went through the lines of the next scene again, he rushed to the director's lounge again.

A familiar figure and the smell of beef shortbread all over the room appeared in front of him at the same time.

Yes—he's back!

Qi Lin only felt that the top of his head was starting to smoke.

I and Director Bai are like being trapped on an isolated island. We have been filming for almost half a year from July to now. In addition to filming and lecturing in our daily life, we are filming and lecturing. Seeing Xiaojue now is like a dream.

Why has he lost so much weight, his face is still pale, is he on a diet again?

How is he doing at school?Why did he come here suddenly - did someone wrong him?

Qi Lin stared at him blankly for a while, not knowing what to ask.

"Qi Lin." Jiang Jue waved, obviously a little nervous: "I'll drop by...to see you."

"Hi——" Qi Lin subconsciously glanced at Director Bai sitting next to him, and smiled a little stiffly: "How are you doing recently?"

"Don't be cowardly." Bai Ping looked at Qi Lin, chewing the hot beef, and his words were a little vague: "It's been a long time since I saw him, but I should go and kiss him."

Jiang Jue shuddered and tried to deny it: "Dad—we are not what you think—"

The next second, Qi Lin walked over quickly and hugged him in his arms.

"I miss you so much." He hugged him tightly, and his voice was exhausted and tender: "It's been a long time since I saw you."

Jiang Jue patted his back tentatively, and said gently, "Isn't this here to see you?"

Bai Ping applauded appropriately, and began to eat the fifth piece of cake.

"Dad—you eat slowly, don't hold on."