Salted fish wants to divorce every day

As soon as the door of the piano room was opened, Ju An and Yan Zefeng appeared in the room wearing the same white home clothes with their backs to the camera.

With his back to the door, he was sitting in front of the piano, holding a pen in his hand and tapping his forehead from time to time.

Flipping through the music score with the other hand, I occasionally draw two strokes on it.

After finishing the painting, he put down his pen and tapped a piece of scattered melody on the piano.

Occasionally shaking his head, occasionally excitedly pick up a pen and quickly write down a melody in the notebook.

It looked like he was immersed in something he was passionate about, so serious that the people at the door were embarrassed to go in and disturb him.

Yan Zefeng leaned against the door, with a smile in his eyes, and tenderly watched Ju An who was working hard.

The cameraman didn't dare to make a sound, looked at Yan Zefeng, pointed to Ju'an, then pointed to himself, and asked himself if he could go in and disturb him?

Yan Zefeng smiled silently, and shook his head at the cameraman.Standing up refers to making a silent action.

The cameraman understood Yan Zefeng's meaning, hesitated a little, but finally didn't dare to disturb him.

Seeing this, Yan Zefeng took the camera from the cameraman and mouthed to the cameraman, "I'll do it."

The cameraman was full of hesitation, and before he could refuse, the camera was in Yan Zefeng's hands.

Then I watched Yan Zefeng walk into the piano room with the camera in his arms, lowered his head and stared at the picture in the camera, and walked around Ju An at a distance of about two bodies.

Ju An didn't realize that someone had entered the room until Yan Zefeng walked around in front of him with the camera in his hand. When Ju An finished writing a melody, he looked up and suddenly saw Yan Zefeng standing opposite him holding the camera. , the whole person was taken aback, and looked at Yan Zefeng in a daze.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Zefeng still looked down at the camera, the smile on his face deepened.

Ju An frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, "What are you doing with a video camera? No, where did you get the video camera?"

It was only after asking that something was wrong, and suddenly realized something, and hurriedly turned to look at the door behind him.

I saw two staff members standing at the door, one of them stood empty-handed at the door, and smiled at him awkwardly.

There is another standing on the other side, also holding a small video camera in his hand, shooting directly into the piano room.

Ju An: "!!!"

Ju An: "Yan Zefeng! Are you bored?! Why don't you remind me when people come!"

"Hahahahaha..." After being scolded, Yan Zefeng was not angry, he hugged the camera and looked at Ju An, trembling with laughter.

Seeing him like this, Ju An was so angry that he got up and chased Yan Zefeng to beat him.

Yan Zefeng immediately ran away with the camera in his arms, and the two chased each other around the piano.

Yan Zefeng: "Calm down baby! This camera belongs to the program crew, if it breaks, you have to pay for it!"

Ju An: "I want to pay you! It's all your fault if it breaks!"

Yan Zefeng: "Okay! Blame me, blame me! Then stop chasing, how about our peace talks?"

Ju An: "It's not good! You stop for me!"

When the two of them were chasing and fleeing there, the cameraman at the door stared nervously at the camera Yan Zefeng was holding in his arms the whole time, with a look of fear on his face.I was afraid that if Yan Zefeng shook his hands, his camera would freeze.

In the end, the chasing and fleeing ended with Yan Zefeng surrendering while hugging the camera, and was bitten by Ju An by his hair.

When the camera was returned to the photographer, Yan Zefeng had an obvious imprint on the right side of his face.

When the assistant behind the cameraman saw the imprint on Yan Zefeng's face, he couldn't resist, turned his head and choked back his laughter, so that he spit out a snot bubble.

Fortunately, there were only four people at the scene, and the camera was not facing him directly, otherwise it would be a big embarrassment.

Yan Zefeng was calm about this, seeing the shoulders of the two cameramen trembling, he said thoughtfully: "Laugh if you want, it's okay."

"No, no, no!" The two shook their heads again and again.

Yan Zefeng turned his head and glanced at Ju An who was arranging his clothes in the room, smiled dotingly, and said to the two cameramen, "Then you guys record, I'm off to work."

Turning back to Fang Ju'an, he said, "I'm in the study, call me if you need something."

Ju An gave him a supercilious look, and his disgust was beyond words.

The camera that has been restarted and has identified the target captures all this scene into the lens, and Ju An's expression is even more clearly captured.

Although knowing that the images captured now may not necessarily be edited into the feature film in the end, the cameraman is still very excited.

The director invited Yan Zefeng and Ju An to join the show for the sake of their traffic and topics.When shooting the daily life of Ju An's creation, how could the husband-wife interaction between him and Yan Zefeng be so attractive?

The shots of the creative process can be shared by other contestants, but the interaction with Yan Zefeng can only be provided by Ju An.

But for these obstacles, Ju An and Yan Zefeng must be willing to cooperate, otherwise they can't tie the two together to shoot.

Besides, Yan Zefeng is still the biggest benefactor of the program group, so they dare not tie him down.

After Yan Zefeng left, Ju An cleaned up his image, looked at the cameraman, and asked, "You two have worked hard, so how can I cooperate with you? Do I need to do anything?"

Cameraman: "No, no, you can just follow your usual work rhythm, we will record by the side, and then we will select suitable clips and edit them into the feature film."

Ju An nodded, "Then I don't have to do anything? Is there really no need to cooperate with providing any shots?"

The cameraman shook his head and said, "You can come here as you usually do. Then, can we take a picture of your score and draft content? Is there anything we can't take? Please tell me in advance."

Ju An glanced at his workbench, there were messy papers and pens scattered on it.

"Ah, wait a minute, I'll accept it!"

The workbench was indeed a bit messy, and Ju An didn't think there was anything wrong with it at first, he was used to it.Now that it was suddenly mentioned, he saw it as a messy exaggeration.

Ju An hurried to tidy up his workbench, tidying up the messy manuscript music scores scattered on the table.

Put the scattered pens into the pen holder again.

After such a clean-up, the originally very messy workbench became a little less messy, but it was still a bit messy at first glance.

The whole project was recorded by the camera.

After almost tidying up, Ju An looked around again, looking a little at a loss.People can't help but wonder, is this really your home?Why are you so unskilled in doing housework?

Seeing that he hadn't made any next move for a while, the cameraman couldn't resist reminding him: "Teacher Ju An, put away the manuscripts that can't be photographed."

Hearing this, Ju An suddenly said, "Oh, that's right! Wait for me!"

So the cameraman and his partner watched Ju An busily dug out his own manuscript, picking out the scores that could not be filmed.Turn around and put it in the cabinet next to the wall.

After checking back and forth several times and making sure that no one had slipped through the net, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you can take pictures as you like, there is nothing you can't take here."

Ju An seemed to have completed some difficult task, and the expression of letting go was too real.

The cameraman couldn't hold back and asked, "Does Teacher Ju An usually do housework at home?"

Ju An hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, "Occasionally... I will do a little bit."

Anyone who listens to this guilty tone can understand the meaning behind the words.

The cameraman also understood, it seems that usually at home is not doing housework in peace.

But then I thought, if it's not Ju An who does the housework, then it can only be another owner of the house.

Who is the other owner of the house?

Yan Zefeng!

Thinking that Yan Zefeng usually does the housework, the cameraman finds it even more unbelievable.

is it possible?Someone like Yan Zefeng doing housework?It feels so unreal.

But thinking of Yan Zefeng's skillful posture when cooking in "Let's Date", it seems that it is not impossible for Yan Zefeng to do housework?

Seeing the subtle expression of the cameraman, Ju An had a rare moment of self-reflection.Are you usually too lazy?It seems that most of the housework has been delegated to Yan Zefeng.

Even his own piano room was cleaned up by Yan Zefeng most of the time.

It can be seen from how unskilled he was when he cleaned up just now.

……

Afterwards, the shooting became much more normal. Once he entered the working mode he was familiar with, Ju An became much more comfortable.

Once in the creative mode, Ju An will enter a state of ecstasy without external objects.Even the surrounding cameras were forgotten.

After Yan Zefeng finished dealing with the matter at hand and came out of the study, he came to the piano room to have a look.He found that the situation in the piano room was not much different from before he left.

"What's the situation?" Yan Zefeng walked in and asked in a low voice beside the cameraman.

The assistant behind the cameraman also replied in a low voice: "Take a picture of Mr. Ju An's work. But Mr. Ju An seems to be... a bit forgetful."

Yan Zefeng understood in an instant.

Asked: "Then have you shot enough material?"

The cameraman made an OK gesture.

Yan Zefeng nodded to express his understanding, then walked to Ju An's side, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Ju An's face.

Ju An's state of concentration was interrupted by Yan Zefeng, he was a little silly, and turned his head to look at Yan Zefeng with a dazed expression.

Yan Zefeng knew that during these few seconds, Ju An's brain was still in the state of running away from home.

At this time, Ju An is the best to fool around, just like after waking up in the morning, for nearly 2 minutes, he is in a docile state that can be manipulated by others.

During this time, if he did something excessive to him, his temper would be so great that it would pierce the sky.Difficult to appease.

Yan Zefeng had lived with him for so many years, so he knew enough about his temper, so he naturally knew how to resolve it.

Yan Zefeng leaned closer and asked softly in Ju An's ear, "Are you hungry? What do you want for lunch? Shall I make it for you?"

Ju An's mind is still not clear, but he replied reflexively: "Eggplant with minced meat, fried beef."

Yan Zefeng: "That's all? What else?"

Ju An tilted his head, and looked at it blankly for a moment, "Pudding baked milk."

Yan Zefeng choked up when he heard this answer, and said dumbfoundedly: "This is not lunch, forget it, I will serve you as dessert."

After saying that, she broke Ju An's face, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "It's almost a rest after writing, I'll make you pudding and baked milk."

After Yan Zefeng left, Ju An came back to his senses a little slowly.

I wanted to get angry, but when I thought of pudding with milk, I turned off the fire again.

Forget it, for the pudding's sake.

The cameraman watching from the side: "..."

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