he's just my boyfriend

Three days later, Fang Qi said that he would go to H City to pick up Tao Fang, but Tao Fang refused.

For no other reason, I still feel ashamed.

From school to City H, in order to carry equipment conveniently, they still chose to charter a car back and forth.

Tao Fang sat in the last row of the van, once he closed his eyes, he never wanted to open them again. Even if he was fully prepared for these people's unprofessionalism, Tao Fang still lost.

Listening to the people in the front row discussing how to share the expenses, Tao Fang asked Fang Qi to pick him up at the east gate, he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

From the moment of departure on Friday afternoon, Tao Fang's brain has been running at a very high speed. The only moment of rest is the time spent in the taxi on the road.

Running from one shooting point to another, some of the scattered time is only more than ten minutes, and I unconsciously closed my eyes as soon as I got in the car, falling asleep in seconds.

The several filming locations they originally planned, such as libraries, museums, and cultural industrial parks, were either directly not allowed to film, or they had to charge.

Although some people say that they can take pictures secretly, they can't. Taking videos is not as good as taking photos.

Even the apartment I found was smaller than expected, and almost a single lens can be zoomed out a little to capture the whole room.

In addition, City H is also within the jurisdiction of the typhoon. On the day they arrived in City H, it began to rain heavily, as if the sky had leaked.

Even the short distance from the van to the apartment can drenching people, so they can only desperately open umbrellas for equipment, and there is no time to open umbrellas for others.

Almost all the worries that Tao Fang had imagined appeared one by one.

Immediately decided where to go to shoot the location but couldn't make a decision. I felt that the photography was not OK but no one pointed it out on my face. I couldn't even decide where to go for a meal.

Tao Fang was really tired.

As soon as he walked into the apartment and saw the tripod on the camera stand after the first shot, he knew that last night at [-] o'clock in the morning was a waste of discussion.

Because he had already had psychological expectations, he accepted it quickly. All his brain cells were used to thinking about how to end up, and he didn't care about taking care of the emotions of those little girls. If anything came, the aunt's physical discomfort could be regarded as not wanting. Reasons to invite models to dinner.

"You said that models don't need appearance fees to accompany you, and it would be awkward to invite people to dinner after the end." Tao Fang leaned on the co-pilot beside Fang Qi exhausted physically and mentally, "I said at the time that I don't want models, I don't want models, They refused, that’s fine, but they refused to greet people when they called, and in the end it was me, Xiao Song, the photographer and a girl who invited the model to Haidilao.”

"Is it the one in the previous photo?" Fang Qi planted people all the way home, and dinner was ready.

Tao Fang heaved a sigh of relief, with a pair of dark circles under the dark blue shadows on his extremely pale face, he nodded and said: "He is really my only consolation, he can do whatever he wants, and he is extremely disrespectful to our group. The professional awkward atmosphere can pretend not to notice."

"It's been hard work, now it's easy after shooting." Fang Qi knew that Tao Fang had been struggling to communicate with the photographer during the day to guide the film, and he had to look at the day's material when he returned to the loft at night.

Going to bed at two or three o'clock the night before, and getting up at six or seven o'clock the next morning.

Tao Fang waved his hand with difficulty: "They are at the end of it, and I still have to edit the film. I owe them all. I am exhausted and thankless. Maybe they will say something about me behind my back."

For the past two days, he was afraid of scaring passers-by, thinking that a drug addict had escaped. Tao Fang wore a mask the whole time, and just took it off when he got into Fang Qi's car.

What annoyed him the most was an extremely unsightly pimple burst out on his chin, which was so red and swollen that he couldn't even touch it, and it hurt when he touched it.

I was so haggard that I had to go back to class after filming.

"Forget it, forget it all, because the unhappiness caused by unprofessionalism and temper can be attributed to objective reasons." Tao Fang now feels bad when he thinks about the topics they talked about in the car back, "You Do you know why the other two went back to the loft without inviting the models to dinner? Those two fucking people went back to count their expenses."

Before they asked this question, Tao Fang never thought about how complicated it would be to amortize expenses.

"I always thought it was how much money each person spent, adding it all up and then dividing it by a few people and then disappearing. People said that the two of them didn't eat the Haidilao meal, and they didn't pay for it. The more Tao Fang said, the more angry he became, "At that time, I really... felt like I deserved to go to the most places to shoot and pay the most money."

In the end, Tao Fang didn't participate in the discussion of this kind of daily necessities, he was already numb.

Report the number over there, and he will pay for it.

After all, it is troublesome for you to make the final decision to others, and they will directly criticize you, but they have already settled it themselves.

"And I'm still a man, and all of them are women. It's my fault for not helping with the extra equipment." Tao Fang had nothing to say, "I have to direct the film, and the photographer has to shoot. I have nothing to do and can’t get a few equipment? I don’t want to do mental work or physical work, what do I want you to do?”

"What about your former teammates." Fang Qi asked, "Is this also the case when you formed a team before and made a film?"

"Wow, those who have been forming a team before want to go home and shoot Dunhuang, it's too far away, and they just happened to look for me here, I didn't expect it to be like this, so I agreed." Lest I still regret the fact that I got on a pirate ship, "I just lick my face and go to Dakui to shoot his girlfriend dancing, it's better than now."

"It's not your style to let go halfway." This is why Fang Qi didn't ask Tao Fang to quit no matter how distressed he was.

Tao Fang grabbed a few handfuls of his own hair, said with a sad face, "Yes..."

Fang Qi slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

If Tao Fang's appearance is the stepping stone to attract Fang Qi, then his professionalism should be one of the important factors to lure him in.

Either don't do it and refuse directly, otherwise once Tao Fang decides what to do next, he will definitely stick to it.

Having been with Tao Mian for so long and knowing more about him, Fang Qi still can't forget the starry eyes with light in his eyes when he told himself about Fang Shi's shooting plan at the beginning.

Although Tao Fang always told him that he hated filming, Fang Qi knew that he liked it, but he just didn't want to let it go.

Without suitable teammates for technical cooperation, without sufficient funds and equipment for support, and unable to produce what was in Tao Fang's mind, he would rather not make a film than create something to fool people.

"Wow, what are you doing! You still laugh when I tell you bitterness?" Tao Fang glanced at Fang Qi's slightly upturned mouth, and said angrily.

Fang Qi smiled and shook his head without explaining.

What can he say.

Then Tao Mian thought about it.

From getting off the car to going upstairs, I chased Fang Qi all the way and asked, "What are you laughing at? Why don't you say anything???"

But until the end, Fang Qi just smiled and refused to explain: "Aren't you tired?"

Tao Fang pouted: "You just don't want to tell me."

"Let's eat, and go back to school early to rest after eating."

"You changed the subject!"

"Let's go to class tomorrow, when will the film be cut?"

"...Can you not mention this! I have to start cutting when I go back tomorrow, and after that it will be the final week."

"Well, come on."

"What do you mean 'well, come on'? Why are you so indifferent???"

Fang Qi laughed: "Otherwise, I can't help you either."

"Then you can't be so indifferent! Don't you feel sorry for me!" Tao Fang didn't care, pinched the top of the chopsticks, and poked hard in the rice bowl every few words.

"Be reasonable..." Fang Qi's eyes were full of smiles.

"Do you think I'm being unreasonable?" Tao Fang, who had had enough anger outside, insisted on making trouble with Fang Qi, "Then you go back to Beijing and find someone who is reasonable! Anyway, everyone in your hotel is like this I feel that Mr. Fang can't stay buried in this small country, so he has to go back quickly and find someone with a better personality by the way."

Before the question of political stance, Fang Qi unconditionally raised the white flag: "My mother said that my personality is too soft, and I need to find a complementary partner."

"Heh." Tao Fang sneered, "A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

Fang Qi couldn't bear it anymore, holding his chopsticks and laughing so hard.

Every time these Internet phrases popped out of Tao Fang's mouth, he could always hit his point of laughter.

As a result, just a few days after Fang Qi sent the reluctant Tao Fang back to the dormitory, he went to pick him up again—Tao Fang's computer crashed.

After his AE crashed for the third time, Tao Fang's mentality also collapsed, and he lost his temper in the dormitory, and the mouse almost fell apart.

It was Song Muqing who personally went out to discuss with Jin Yang, to ensure that Tao Fang would not be checked by the water meter again because he did not return at night, so he called Fang Qi.

"Brother Fang, are you free at 07:30 in the evening?"

Fang Qi was a little confused.

In the past two days, Tao Fang has been busy editing the film, he is busy handing over work, the two of them don't disturb each other, chatting less: "What's wrong?"

Before Song Muqing could speak, Fang Qi heard Tao Fang's extremely irritable and swearing voice coming from the microphone.

"he……"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Song Muqing opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the sound of Tao Fang dropping the mouse again.

At 07:30, Fang Qi appeared at the east gate of Tao Fang's school on time.

Song Muqing helped Tao Fang carry the computer bag, handed him to Fang Qi with his own hands, and emphasized that Fang Qi should keep the notebook for him, so that Tao Fang would not smash it.

Hearing this, Fang Qi cast his eyes on Tao Fang, who was as manic as if he had swallowed gunpowder. He could clearly see the red blood in his eyes. It looks like it's been sorted out.

"Da Kui's notebook is not enough for him. Although mine is Apple, I bought it early, and I bought a [-]-inch top model." Song Muqing sighed, "I heard that you are fifteen Inch top match, I will leave it to you."

There is a qualitative difference between the [-] and [-] MacBook Pro processors.

Originally, it was no problem for them to edit videos, but the operation of Brother Mian obviously requires higher computer configuration.

Tao Fang didn't say a word when Fang Qi took him back, and Fang Qi was very considerate and didn't ask any more questions.

Song Muqing briefly explained to him on the phone, saying that the software would not only crash, but also that the spliced ​​shots could not even be previewed properly.

Fang Qi had never seen what Tao Fang's clips looked like before, but this time he saw it with his own eyes, and he was really moved.

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