After the divorce, the boss doted on me

Gu Mian's eyes had been glued to Ji Lingchuan's body since she came in. After the auntie called her, she was embarrassed to look again, so she didn't notice him coming.

Hearing his voice behind her, she took a tight breath, turned to look at him, and pretended to be calm: "Long time no see."

Tan Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the two of them sneaked out together at the banquet. If I remember correctly, Gu Mian seems to be Ji Lingchuan's fan?
Then she had to doubt the purpose of the little girl's coming here.

"Mianmian, tell my aunt the truth, are you here to visit my class or Ji Lingchuan's class?" Tan Zhen folded his arms and leaned on the chair, as if waiting for her to explain.

My aunt's eyes were bright, and Gu Mian couldn't help but feel guilty: "I...Of course I came to see you, Auntie." She picked up the heavy thermos bucket in her hand, "I came here specially to bring you soup, and there are also some side dishes. Here's your assistant."

Ji Lingchuan touched his nose, and he ran over eagerly, but there was nothing.

After all, they are friends, so why can't she say something and drop by to visit his class?Why are you so clear?She thought that a shrewd director like Rong would not be able to see her tricks.

Of course, Tan Zhen could see that the relationship between them was not an ordinary fan and idol relationship, and she was too lazy to expose it.

The actors filmed for more than four hours, and she, the director, also accompanied them to the end. She was already hungry: "Give me the soup, I'm starving to death."

In private, Tan Zhen has no airs of a director at all, and her every move is a representative of the unrestrained school.

She grabbed the thermos bucket in Gu Mian's hand, unscrewed the lid, and the rich smell of chicken soup wafted out, making the staff at the scene stop and smell the smell.

An older actor complained: "Director Rong, you are too unkind. If we drink chicken soup alone, we don't have a share? We are also starving to death."

Others agreed one after another. Tan Zhen was in a good mood after filming a satisfactory scene, and beckoned to his assistant: "The chicken soup is gone, so please everyone have dessert and milk tea, and you can order takeaway to deliver it."

The audience erupted and shouted long live Director Rong.

Tan Zhen looked at Ji Lingchuan, and told him, "Don't eat high-calorie food, pay attention to keeping fit, Qi Lin is a pale and thin boy."

Ji Lingchuan: "..."

Gu Mian vaguely heard the little assistant's feeling that it was miserable or that Teacher Ji was miserable. Three meals a day, cabbage tofu, and an occasional extra meal, it was boiled beef in plain water, without salt.

She turned her head in surprise and looked at Ji Lingchuan next to her. Is he so pitiful?

Seeing the sympathy in her eyes, the man pursed his lips helplessly. That's right, that's how miserable he is, and that's why he got into shape a month before starting the machine.

The character and demeanor of the characters can be expressed by acting skills, but the appearance can only be restrained by oneself. Who makes Qi Lin a thin and thin young man.

Tan Zhen did not expect that the thermos bucket that Gu Mian brought had such a large capacity, a bucket full of chicken soup could pour out three bowls, and she couldn't finish it all by herself.

After thinking about it, the child Ji Lingchuan cried for several hours and needed to replenish his strength, so he decided to give up a bowl of chicken soup: "You can't eat high-calorie food. You should be fine if you drink some chicken soup. You performed well today, just treat it as a reward." is you."

Ji Lingchuan didn't refuse, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Director Rong."

Zhao Cheng helped him get a pair of bowls and spoons, and poured half a bowl of chicken soup. The strong aroma wafted out of his nostrils, and even he couldn't help salivating.

Everyone ate, drank, and rested for more than half an hour. Tan Zhen clapped her hands, ready to shoot the next scene.

The overall planning is very reasonable. The last scene was difficult and the shots were long, and the next scene will be a little easier to ensure a certain degree of relaxation.

Tan Zhen frowned: "Where's the program consultant?"

The assistant bit the bullet and stood up to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry Director Rong, Mr. Zheng is temporarily unable to come because of something. He only called us half an hour ago to ask for instructions. Now we can't find a suitable candidate."

"What did you say?" Tan Zhen rolled up the script and knocked on the table, "Can't people come?"

"……Yes."

Tan Zhenyang dropped the script with his hand, and the good mood he got a moment ago no longer exists. His anger went straight to the top of his forehead, and he yelled at his assistant: "The program consultant couldn't come half an hour ago, why didn't you inform me?!"

The crew is already immune to this kind of scene, and it is common for Director Rong to get angry in a hurry.

The assistant, a 1.7-meter-eight boy, was about to cry because of the aura: "I thought I could find a suitable replacement."

"What do you think? Have you found the right person now?"

"I'm sorry, Director Rong." The assistant lowered his head.

Qi Lin is set to be a computer genius, and there must be scenes of him writing code in the play, which must be guided by a professional programmer on the spot, or simply a stand-in.

This kind of stand-in is not a traditional stand-in for an actor.

The photographer will first take pictures of Ji Lingchuan’s finger tapping on the keyboard and his facial expressions, and then a stand-in will write out the codes. The camera only captures rows of codes that appear continuously on the computer screen. Later, the two shots will be cut together to present the picture to the audience. It was Ji Lingchuan who was writing the code.

The invited program consultant broke the appointment temporarily, and this scene was destined to be impossible to shoot.

The atmosphere at the scene was stagnant, Gu Mian weakly raised her hand and whispered, "Why don't you let me try?"

Everyone in the audience looked at the little girl in unison, suspecting that there was something wrong with their ears.

Tan Zhen also couldn't believe it: "Are you sure?"

Gu Mian said modestly, "It should be fine."

At present, she only learns the basics of programming and computer language and programming in professional courses, but she has already mastered more knowledge through learning materials and online courses before entering school. The things in it are almost equivalent to the courses of the junior year.

She herself will also challenge various difficult programming for daily training. If she is filming, the requirements should not be so strict.

Tan Zhen pressed her shoulder: "Then leave it to you."

A group of people changed venues, left the abandoned laboratory, and went to a small black room that was airtight on all sides. There were several connected computers on a solid wooden table, and the data cables piled up everywhere were more terrifying than spider webs.

This is Qi Lin's personal space.

Gu Mian sat in front of one of the computers, and the photographer took his place, adjusting the lens to the screen.

She hung her fingers on the keyboard and tapped a few times randomly to test the feel. When Tan Zhen said it was time to start, she calmly wrote the program according to the requirements of the script.

The girl's slender fingers, as white as jade, danced on the pure black keyboard. There was a rhythmic crisp sound in the silent room, and the lines of code on the screen jumped out, as if they had vitality.

Ji Lingchuan sat on the chair next to her, looking at her profile.

The photographer only took pictures of the programming process on the computer screen, and did not need a lighting engineer to light it. The light in the small dark room was a little dark. The girl had long hair and a shawl, and the shirt skirt she wore was a waist-cut style, which circled a thin waist.She pursed her lips tightly and stared intently at the screen in front of her, so no one could disturb her.

I have to admit that this kind of Gu Mian exudes a unique charm that makes people unable to move their eyes away and is completely attracted to her.

Ji Lingchuan felt as if he had been hammered hard in the chest. He felt that he had made a mistake all along.

Gu Mian was never a child, she was a mature and independent woman, a woman who would make his heart beat faster involuntarily.

From the very beginning, he relied on how many years he was older than her, and treated her as a child. Every time the idea of ​​a man to a woman came to his mind, he always hypnotized himself, and it was impossible to like a little girl.

The long-term self-suggestion made him dare not think about that again.

Until today, until this moment, he didn't know how wrong he was.

After figuring this out, those feelings that had been neglected came to mind again.He wanted to see her all the time, he would miss her when he couldn't see her, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but want to get closer, to make her laugh, to see her shy appearance, and even to rub her into her. arms, kisses.

Ji Lingchuan admitted that he fell in love with Gu Mian.

Before he had time to rejoice that he had finally confirmed his relationship, he was troubled by another question, what about Gu Mian, did she like him at all?

After typing the last letter, Gu Mian stretched her fingers, "You're done!"

Although the others couldn't understand these things, seeing her confident appearance, they naturally showed admiration, and lamented that she was really a formidable young person.

Ji Lingchuan's shots are much easier, and they don't need real programming, just typing on the keyboard with your fingers.If you want to be more realistic, you can type it again against the code that Gu Mian just typed.However, the photographer estimated that he was not as familiar as Gu Mian.

When all his shots were finished, it was already dark, and Tan Zhen drove Gu Mian back in person, and she didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to him.

When Ji Lingchuan returned to the hotel, Zhao Cheng had already ordered a meal and put it on the table.

He opened his hands and played an exaggerated sound effect: "Dangdangdang, surprise, tonight there is braised fish! You drank the chicken soup made by Director Rong on the set in the afternoon, and you can still eat fish in the evening. Do you feel happy? Exploding!"

Sitting at the dining table, Ji Lingchuan raised the corners of his lips. He felt overwhelmed with happiness, but not because of this.

He picked up the chopsticks and flicked the fish on the plate. He had no appetite, so he leaned back on the chair and said, "I want to chase a girl."

"puff--"

Just as Zhao Cheng took a sip of the soup, he sputtered when he heard his words. Fortunately, he quickly turned his face away, otherwise all the dishes on the table would suffer.

He stared at Ji Lingchuan with wide eyes: "are you sure???"

"You're enough." Ji Lingchuan said calmly, "I just want to fall in love, not to do something illegal. Why do you react so strongly?"

Zhao Cheng pulled out a smirk: "Given your current situation, why do you think that falling in love has less influence than doing bad things? Believe it or not, if you expose your relationship now, there will be a bloodbath on Weibo in the next second. No, The entire Weibo will be paralyzed. Do I need to tell you this? You should have known it long ago."

Ji Lingchuan: "You mean I can't talk?"

"Don't ask me, I'm just an assistant, how can I manage such a big matter." Zhao Cheng spread his hands, "You might as well tell me first, who is the girl you want to chase."

Ji Lingchuan picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth without making a sound.

Zhao Cheng: "Gu Mian?" Except for her, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could make Fanxin move the pure and clean Ji Daxing.

Ji Lingchuan continued to remain silent, but this time the silence was equivalent to acquiescing.

"Ji Lingchuan! How did you promise me back then? You said you would never like her, and that she was just a child! What are you going to do now? Fall in love with a little girl?"

"She's an adult." Ji Lingchuan corrected lightly.

Zhao Cheng:"……"

You can always find 1 reasons to refute me!