Waiting for the apprentice to come in the bowl

The light yellow table lamp exudes a faint warm light, the dark coffee-colored curtains block the silence of the night, and the milk tea-colored room is pasted with exquisite wallpaper.Although this single room is not particularly luxurious, it can be furnished very warmly.

It's just that the atmosphere in the room seems to be slightly different...

——At the desk——

The man stared earnestly at the two huge computer screens on the table. His slender fingers kept dancing on the keyboard, like playing a piano. It was very beautiful, and it was a blessing for those who controlled it.

His fluffy curly hair was dyed brown, high nose bridge, thin pink lips, fair skin, elegant and handsome.Wearing a gray casual jacket and black jeans, he looks young and energetic again.

At this time, in this room, there was no other sound except for the slightest sound of typing on the keyboard.

However, there was more than one person here, in the corner next to the man.Yang Guang, who was wearing sportswear, was... facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

Yang Guang's heart was very broken. Although he has worked hard in the society for three or four years, he has experienced many setbacks and lessons.

But this incident will still be engraved in his heart for the rest of his life.After all, he was always a good student when he was in school, and his grandma loved him very much, so how could he have been punished like this since he was a child?

Even in the past few years, if you make a mistake, you will only be scolded by the boss, or your salary will be deducted.Who would do this like punishing a child, really makes him feel inexplicably ashamed.

Sighing helplessly again, Yang Guang secretly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced down, it was almost twelve o'clock, really, so sleepy.

He raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and yawned silently.I thought to myself: "I don't really have to face the wall and think about it all night, right? Oh, what should I do about work tomorrow?"

Yang Guang turned his head cautiously, looked at the man's busy profile, and then complained silently: "Why is such a handsome man so bad-tempered, with such a bad mouth, and his words are really ugly, hum, maybe he just made a mistake. number!"

Of course, Yang Guang could only complain silently in his heart, but he didn't dare to go up and resist. After all, the bumps in the past three years made him not only change his character, but also learned to endure.

Moreover, Yang Guang doesn't want to lose his job yet.After all, although it is tiring, the salary is still considerable.

Looking back, Yang Guang looked at the art circle on the wallpaper, feeling more and more sleepy, and his mind was not sober.

Thinking about his heavy work tomorrow, he couldn't help but lose his eyes and lowered his head.

"Heh, you can fall asleep standing up, are you a pig?"

The cold and deep voice made the dozing Yang Guang tremble, and his eyes suddenly opened.

He suddenly wanted to yawn and rub his eyes, but in the eyes of the other party, he held back with difficulty.

"I asked you to face the wall and think about your mistakes, not to sleep. Why, the punishment for dislike me is not enough?"

There was sarcasm in Yan Ming's tone, he took a puff of the cigarette that he did not know when he lit it, and exhaled the smoke.

Yang Guang, who was choked by the smoke, couldn't help coughing, and finally started to work: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm just too, too sleepy. I've been thinking about it. I'm not serious enough, which made editor Tian Mistakes, increasing everyone's workload...

I'm really sorry, and I promise I won't do it again in the future.

Also, Editor Tian left because of me, I would like to apologize in the past, and implore Editor Tian to come back..."

Before Yang Guang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Ming: "Oh, come back? The production team is where he comes and leaves whenever he wants. He really thinks of himself as an onion, and don't come back when he gets out .”

Yan Ming frowned, his tone a little irritable, he couldn't help picking up the cigarette in his hand, and took another puff.

Yang Guang at the side looked at the irritable man again, and dared not say any more.He held his breath for fear of being choked by the smell of smoke again, lowered his head slightly, and felt a little uneasy.

"It made you think about it for so long, and it's so useless to think of it? How did you sneak into the crew and record it on the spot? You don't even know the basic records. Let's see what you wrote?"

As Yan Ming said, he walked to the desk, picked up the notebook on the corner of the desk, flipped through it quickly, and threw it at Yang Guang's feet with disdain.

Yang Guang hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, feeling even more nervous. He was not a field recorder in the first place, but he just became an assistant temporarily today. He thought that he had studied for a week, so he should be fine.

"Look for yourself, let alone the mirror number. Look at the scenes and content you wrote. What is the small scene, the five major scenes, far, all, middle and near, when did you invent a small scene?" , is your professional class taught by a physical education teacher?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I wanted to write a close-up, because I was short on time, I wrote a small mark, and I planned to come back and change it, but later, I forgot..."

Yang Guang's voice became smaller and smaller, his face was flushed, and he completely forgot about it.

"Forget, have you eaten too much pig's brain? Then, behind the scene, there is a close-up of the scene, let's see what you wrote in the picture. The heroine was surprised to meet the male third on the road.

Hehe, what you expressed is entirely about the panorama or medium and close-range content.And I just saw the content of the shooting, and it was obviously a close-up of the surprised eyes of the heroine.

don't you knowThe pictures recorded here should be captured by the lens, not what you see with your eyes.

I'm really curious how did you get in here, now you need unspoken rules even as a recorder? "

As Yan Ming said, he looked him up and down. His skin was a little dark, his hair was a little long, and he almost covered his eyes when he lowered his head.He was also a head shorter than himself, thin and small.

"It's ugly." Yan Ming thought to himself.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm writing for the first time today, so..." Yang Guang really bit his lip, feeling really uncomfortable. He tried hard to record for a day, but he made so many mistakes unexpectedly.

"First time?" Yan Ming raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Well, Brother Zhang was originally the assistant of the recorder, responsible for writing the recorder. But today he had a stomachache and asked for leave to go to the hospital.

So, that's why I became a temporary recording assistant. Originally, I was just a drama manager.

But I have been studying recently, but, I didn't expect that I would be so stupid, and I still haven't learned..."

Yang Guang's tone was a little disappointed. He liked the work of field recorder because he could learn a lot of knowledge.

He has fallen in love with the film industry since he came into contact with the Du crew.Although he was busy here, he was happier than any job he had done before.

Especially after coming to the new crew, he found that the people here are very nice and willing to teach him.Unlike the previous crew, who dismissed him.

So, for the past half month, he has been studying hard, and from time to time, he asked the recording brother and the photography brother, but the recording brother has been cold and doesn't like to talk, so he dare not ask often.

But I didn't expect that I was still so stupid, I couldn't even record the basic things well, and even caused the crew to leave an editor.

Yan Ming looked at the lost man who was about to cry, opened his mouth, then closed it again, but didn't say any bad words.He sighed softly and took a drag on his cigarette.

"Okay, don't look like you're dying, it's annoying to watch. Go, make me a cup of coffee."

After speaking, Yan Ming turned around and returned to the seat, and pointed to the instant coffee on the table.

Yang Guang bit his lip, not daring to hesitate, and hurried over.He picked up the coffee and looked at it, and found that it was all in English, and he couldn't understand the instructions at all, so he could only brew it based on the impression he remembered.

On the other hand, Yan Ming flicked the cigarette in his hand to the ashtray twice, and then sat down again.He made some effort when he sat down, and the swivel chair moved back a certain distance.

Yan Ming raised his feet, crossed them on the table, leaned his head slightly back on the back of the chair, and looked at the ceiling.He raised his hand to take a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.

The smell of smoke in the room was getting stronger and stronger, Yang Guang helplessly slapped his hands in front of his nose, trying to dispel the smell coming towards him.Yang Guang doesn't know how to smoke, and he has always disliked the smell of cigarettes.

Yan Ming didn't know what he was thinking, and turned his head slightly from time to time to look at the two huge computer screens.For a while, the only sound in the room was the sound of Yang Guang making coffee carefully.

"Editor Yan, that, I'll soak it, it's done." Yang Guang looked at Yan Ming several times, and then said softly with some hesitation.

"Shut up, bring it to me when it's almost cold." Yan Ming didn't look at him, his eyes were still fixed on the computer screen.

"Okay." Yang Guang had no choice but to answer in a low voice, not daring to ask any more questions.

The cigarette in Yan Ming's hand was quickly exhausted. After waiting for the cigarette butt to go out by itself, he threw it away and threw it into the trash can next to him.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Ming suddenly put his legs down.Then he leaned forward, swiped the swivel chair forward, and put his hand in front of the computer keyboard.

Afterwards, his eyes kept switching between the two screens, and his hands danced again.

Yang Guang stared intently at the person who started to work seriously, with envy in his eyes.

The heat of the coffee was getting less and less. Yang Guang touched the cup with his hand and it was no longer hot. He paid it with a spoon before carrying it over.

"Editor Yan, the coffee is already cold."

Yan Ming didn't have the energy to look at him at all, he just stretched his left hand from front to the right to catch the cup.The knuckles of that hand were slender and very fair, as if it hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Yang Guang hurriedly handed over the coffee, but accidentally touched the other's finger, and he hurriedly took it away a little embarrassed.It's just that Yan Ming didn't come in time to hold the cup tightly, and the cup fell instantly.

Yang Guang subconsciously tried to grab it with his hands, but although his hand touched the cup, he couldn't catch it.

Instead, the cup changed its direction because of the force exerted by his hand.Half of the coffee that was originally spilled outside was splashed on Yan Ming's pants.

"It's over." For a moment, only this voice remained in Yang Guang's mind.

With the sound of the cup falling to the ground, Yan Ming got up quickly and shook the coffee on his pants. Fortunately, it wasn't hot, and he didn't get burned anywhere.

"Yes, I'm sorry." There was a tremor in Yang Guang's voice, he looked around in a panic, but he didn't find the paper.

Yang Guang gripped the corner of his clothes nervously, and lowered his head in fear.

Yan Ming didn't speak either, his eyes were fixed on him, as if the air was quiet.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean it, I, I will definitely help clean it up, I'll wash it now. Editor Yan, please, really please, don't drive me away. I need this job, I……"

"Shut up, come here." Yan Ming looked impatiently at the obedient, frightened person who was about to cry, a little upset.

Yang Guang raised his head suddenly, and was shocked again after seeing the other party's gaze, but he thought of the other party's order, and dared not refuse to listen, so he hurriedly walked over in small steps.

"You, you can hit me, but don't let me leave the crew, okay?"

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I hit you."

Yan Ming looked at the timid man in front of him, and smiled mockingly twice. "Help me take it off."

"Ah?" Yang Guang didn't react, he raised his head suddenly, and looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

"Why, you don't take it off and wash it, are you going to kneel down and lick it clean?"

The harsh voice completely petrified Yang Guang...