My Professor Shen

Near noon, the filming work was still in full swing, and each department performed its duties.

"Teacher Chu, you can raise your chin a little bit more." The photographer raised his voice to command, he had braids all over his head, squinted one eye, and constantly adjusted the position of the viewfinder.

"A little higher up the lighting board, the light is a bit dim." He squatted halfway, taking small steps.

"Hey, yes." He muttered, "ok, it's perfect!"

After a while of cool wind blowing outside, Jiang Ling's face returned to normal. She straightened her collar and sat on the ponytail calmly.

Chu Ran watched her go back and forth, his eyes flickered slightly, and he frowned unobtrusively.

The photographer just happened to capture the scene of her ecstasy, and it was a waste of effort, but he could only helplessly remind: "Mr. Chu, hold on a little longer, and it will be over after taking another set."

The dining car at the entrance was already in place, and the delicious smell slowly permeated into the studio, and all the gluttons in the stomachs of the staff were hooked out.

Chu Yinghou's dedication is obvious to all in the industry, and she was nicknamed "Chu Yiyi". Except for being too young when she first entered the industry, she has basically never made mistakes in her work.

Her face was a little embarrassed, her thin lips pursed lightly, "Sorry."

The hungry photographer was originally dissatisfied, but due to the disparity in status, he could only remind him in a gentle voice, so he was almost overwhelmed by the sudden apology. Come back."

Chu Ran nodded, the body instinctively reacted faster than the brain, and has quickly entered the working state.

"Click" sounded one after another, the lights flickered, and no one spoke again.

Jiang Ling was still playing with her mobile phone seriously, when a shadow suddenly fell beside her, and Chu Ran sat down next to her ponytail.

She raised her head and drank half a bottle of water, wiped the corners of her moist lips, and said lightly, "Boss Jiang, do you want some water?"

"No, thank you." Jiang Ling covered the light of the phone screen, raised her eyes to meet her, and said calmly, "Also, I have stepped down as the president, Miss Chu should not be wrong."

Chu Ran bent the corners of her eyes and let out a slight smile, "Yes or no, there seems to be no difference."

It was really rare for the two of them to sit together calmly. Jiang Ling was not sure of her intentions, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Miss Chu, don't you want to have lunch?"

The work in the morning was perfectly completed, and the studio staff dispersed in a rush, and all of them squeezed into the queue.

"Boss Jiang is still the same." Chu Ran casually propped his chin, staring at the photographic equipment in the distance in a daze.

Working day after day for four years was once the state she longed for, but when she saw these all-too-familiar scenes, she suddenly became bored.

"It's not the same." Jiang Ling retorted unhurriedly, and said loudly, "I'll go over to have dinner later."

The "past" is self-evident, and there is joy in her brows, showing off so low-key.

Chu Ran's heart was gently pulled, but without the heart-piercing torture of the past, she rubbed her tired brows and asked, "Boss Jiang, are you going back to the company?"

The stock price of Xingchuan Entertainment has plummeted recently. There are rumors on the Internet that the new president is suspected of financial crimes and has been detained by the police, but both the group and Jiang Ling seem to turn a blind eye.

Jiang Ling leaned on the back of the chair and chuckled, "Didn't you say everything, it doesn't make any difference whether you come back or not."

Chu Ran was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to dig a hole for himself, and murmured: "That's good."

Jiang Ling was puzzled, and then heard her say, "I want to terminate the contract."

Unexpected and expected.

Only four years have passed since the ten-year contract, and Chu Ran may have to go bankrupt to bear the sky-high liquidated damages. Jiang Ling didn't ask her why she terminated the contract, but murmured, "Are you sure you've thought it through?"

From a certain level, Chu Ran is not only the movable type signboard of Xingchuan Entertainment, but also a representative of the entertainment industry.

Chu Ran didn't do it on a whim. She had thought about it for a long time. Excluding the money she paid for breaching the contract last time, she carefully took stock of the assets under her name. Cash and stock plus real estate were enough for her to repay the sky-high termination fee. Although there was not much left, But living like a normal person is more than enough.

"Thought it out." Chu Ran answered decisively. It was difficult to make a decision, but when she really summoned up the courage to say it, it seemed as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and she suddenly felt relaxed.

This is a piece of news that is enough to cause an earthquake on Weibo, especially in this era when even literary creation is impetuous, Chu Ran's ending will make people sigh.

In public, Jiang Ling has the responsibility and obligation to keep her. In private, she only hopes that Chu Ran will no longer have unrealistic fantasies about Shen Qingchuan.

Jiang Ling took up the responsibility of being the president, and persuaded: "Your career is in full swing now, it would be a pity to give up just like that."

This statement is true, Chu Ran has now won the three most authoritative actress awards in the country, and apart from breaking through herself, nothing else is challenging.

Naturally, everyone understands the truth. In the past, Chu Ran almost lived in the crew. She wanted to stand out, she wanted to chase Shen Qingchuan back, but now the target suddenly disappeared, and the exhaustion of mental exhaustion rushed up, that feeling of lack of success Really uncomfortable.

A trace of tiredness crept into Chu Ran's eyes, she sighed, "Too tired."

In particular, personal freedom is controlled by the company, and the suffocating feeling of being restrained makes her want to escape.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will finish the work arranged for the past two years." Chu Ran promised.

Jiang Ling recalled Chu Ran's work schedule in the past four years, almost non-stop rushing to the next crew as soon as one drama was over. big.

"The contract can be voided, and I can re-sign it with you." She was slightly moved, putting aside her personal feelings and putting the company's development first.

"I appreciate Mr. Jiang's kindness, but..." Chu Ran's red lips parted slightly, surprised at Jiang Ling's disregard of past suspicions.

"Don't worry about it first." Jiang Ling paused, and interrupted her directly, "There are no challenges in the country, so you might as well take a long-term view."

Domestic films are still blank in terms of international awards. I don't know if it is really a lack of creativity or too eager for quick success.Commercial films emerge in endlessly, but practitioners seem to have overlooked that literary films are the core of movies.

"In the future, your team will only belong to you, and the company will not ask any questions." Jiang Ling threw out a very tempting condition.

These words hit people's hearts directly, and they are really good at playing with emotions. Chu Ran sighed in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She stood up and said ambiguously: "Boss Jiang shows love, I think about it."

If there is no direct rejection, it is a disguised promise, and Jiang Ling is [-]% sure.

These conversations seemed to imperceptibly point out a new direction for Chu Ran to strive for. With the same expression, Jiang Ling could see different emotions, and she was a different person before and after.

Chu Ran's eyes were clear, she took a few steps forward and then turned back, took out a wet tissue from the assistant's bag and handed it to Jiang Ling.

The two looked at each other, but Jiang Ling remained motionless and did not reach out to take it.

"Don't forget this place next time." Chu Ran pointed to her collarbone, with the corners of her eyes drooping slightly, "It's better for Mr. Jiang to call me by my first name, since I'm going to be on the show, the address is too unfamiliar and easy to fall off the tongue. "

As if they were confronting each other again, Chu Ran turned around, her brows darkened, and the corners of her mouth twitched bluntly. In fact, she couldn't turn a blind eye.

Jiang Ling wiped her collarbone expressionlessly, then stared at the red stain in astonishment, her cheeks were stained with a thin blush.

"Buzz~" The phone vibrated.

Sister: [I'm done shooting. 】

Jiang Ling held the ball of waste paper tightly, and strode away.

Lu Linshen slept until noon, and he was able to wake up thanks to the tangy smell of meat.

"Hmm~" She stretched on the sofa, her body was not fully awake yet, her fingertips felt weak.

"Are you awake?" Ji Yao sat in front of the mirror in the dressing room, and slowly put on lipstick for herself.

Lu Linshen's eyes were dull, and he stared at Ji Yao's bright face for a long time, suddenly his facial features began to distort, and he broke down, "Why are you haunted!"

Ji Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes drooped and she remained silent, it seemed that she was seriously hurt by these words.

Lu Linshen was originally soft-hearted and carefree, and he couldn't bear the wronged look of others, so he slowed down his tone and said coyly, "What are you doing here?"

Ji Yao let go of her fist calmly, and said in a low voice, "I brought you a lunch."

There was indeed a small stack of insulated boxes on the table, and it seemed that they were not the unified lunch boxes of the film crew.

"I didn't mean that." Lu Linshen yawned, his eyes watered, "I was asking why you came here today."

Ji Yao blinked her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and resumed her seductive look, angrily said: "The only artist under my command has come out of the rivers and lakes after more than four months, why don't I come and see?"

This made Lu Linshen feel embarrassed. The rest period of more than four months sounded too exaggerated. She touched the tip of her nose embarrassingly, "You can bring a few more newcomers."

After hearing this, Ji Yao snorted coldly, her eyes narrowed into slits, she put her hands on the armrest of the sofa, and the person she was thinking about day and night was just a short distance away, and asked, "You want to push me to someone else?"

Lu Linshen's eyes were blurred, his arms were wrapped around his chest to protect his chest, and he stammered, "I, I'm going to the bathroom."

How can such a clumsy excuse be repeated again and again, Ji Yao grabbed her by the collar and threw it back to the sofa, "Want to run again?"

Lu Linshen could read a bit of danger from the slightly rising ending sound, and she swallowed nervously.

Ji Yao's eyes flashed softly, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry!" Lu Lin stiffened his neck, swearing to the death that he would not accept feeding with malicious intentions.

After she finished speaking, there was a "cuckoo" cry in the silent room, embarrassment flowed in the air, Lu Linshen didn't hold back, his face flushed red.

Ji Yao withdrew from her self-protection circle and said calmly, "Eat."

"Oh." Lu Lin picked his fingers deeply, watching her open the lid of the heat preservation box.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open suddenly, and Shen Qingchuan and Jiang Ling who were eating outside were startled.

Lu Linshen rushed out in a panic, leaped and hung on Shen Qingchuan's body, the tip of his nose was reddish, shrugging, looking extremely pitiful.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingchuan cast a sideways glance at Ji Yao, who was acting as if nothing had happened, and lightly patted Lu Linshen on the back.

Jiang Ling stood in front of the two of them with a solemn expression.

"The bastard bullied me..." She spoke with tears in her voice, tears dripping down on Shen Qingchuan's neck, warm and warm, which directly aroused Shen Qingchuan's heart to protect the calf.

Ji Yao, who was called "Bastard", grinded her back molars, and her fingers creaked.

"Sister Lu, speak boldly." Jiang Ling's eyes were slightly cold.

Ji Yao raised her chin and looked at her without fear.

"She, she just..." Lu Linshen's cheeks were red, and he didn't know whether he was shy or crying.

Shen Qingchuan held her hand tightly, comforting her silently.

"Forcing me to be a vegetarian, and also forcing me to lose weight..." She complained like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

Every time she said something, the faces of the three present became more embarrassed, Ji Yao was angry, Shen Qingchuan and Jiang Ling were embarrassed.

"Lu Linshen." Ji Yao called her coldly.

Lu Lin trembled deeply, and Shen Qingchuan glared at the instigator.

"You gained ten catties, do you know?" Ji Yao stared at her and hated iron.