Chapter 72 p1
Before the magazine shoot that day, Yi Huai said to Xu Ling backstage, “I’ve found that your luck is really good. The people you’ve met since entering the industry have all been pretty good. Even something as risky as stirring up a CP hasn’t caused any problems, and your collaboration partners haven’t had any mishaps.”
“Heh,” Xu Ling said with a smile. “The people are indeed very good, and my luck is also really good. To be able to work with…”
“Luck is really important in this industry.” Knowing what name Xu Ling was about to mention, Yi Huai directly interrupted her. “I used to manage an artist. She was very motivated and had that ‘I’m definitely going to be famous’ ambition. But every time she worked on a drama, someone in the crew would have a problem, which led to many of her dramas not being able to air.”
“Ah…” Xu Ling instantly felt sympathy for this person, and at the same time, was very gossipy. “Who is it? Who is it?”
Yi Huai chatted with her about these things and finally said, “Maybe you just fit that old saying. A fool has a fool’s luck.”
“…?” Why did she suddenly stick a “fool” label on her head?
Although Yi Huai said that, she knew that Xu Ling couldn’t really be a fool. On the contrary, from her performance on set and on various variety shows, you could see that she was still a little clever. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so popular with the audience. It was just not that sharp kind of cleverness.
And, the fact that this person could win over Qin Cong’an also said a lot. A fool couldn’t win over Qin Cong’an, but it wasn’t impossible that Qin Cong’an just liked that type.
Today’s shooting task wasn’t that heavy. The plan was to finish it in one morning.
If it were just Xu Ling alone, of course, it could be completed according to plan.
But the problem was that this wasn’t her solo work. There was also a male artist to cooperate with. The two of them had to hold the brand’s drink and shoot a set of very summery photos, so that people would associate this product with sweating and being thirsty.
The male artist arrived on time. This was a good and basic quality, but in this industry, there were quite a few people who didn’t have this quality.
So when he arrived on time, Xu Ling had no doubt that they could get off work on time today.
However, during the shoot, the other party kept making requests. After every few shots, he would look at them for a long time, claiming to have high standards for himself, but in reality, he was just checking if there was anything wrong with his own face.
“Next, let’s press the water bottle to our faces and shoot a set like this.”
“Can we not?” his tone was polite, but you could hear that his attitude was very firm, and his expression was also one of no compromise.
The director blinked, as if he hadn’t expected him to suddenly say that, and asked, “Why?”
He didn’t answer, his expression didn’t change, and he looked at his team.
Xu Ling, at the side, was a little speechless. This was the most important set of photos. They had been given examples in advance. Why did he refuse to cooperate only when he got to the location? If he didn’t want to do this pose, he should have just refused from the beginning.
After a long and inefficient communication with the team, they finally found out that he felt that pressing the water bottle to his face would deform his facial lines and affect his visual appeal.
So narcissistic and yet so insecure. Is your face made of mud that it would be disfigured by a water bottle?
After hearing this, Xu Ling also knew why there was no outdoor shoot today. Logically, it would be better to have an outdoor shoot for this kind of material, but he was worried about getting a tan and thought that applying sunscreen was troublesome, so he had requested that the entire shoot be in the studio.
Xu Ling’s feet unconsciously shifted their weight on the ground, a little anxious.
When you take on this kind of job, you always serve the product. Let alone just making your cheeks a little concave, even if they asked her to twist her face into a pretzel, she would do it. Pressing a water bottle to your face was just a very ordinary request.
Yi Huai, at the side, glanced at her watch and muttered under her breath, “You really can’t say that. As soon as you say it, a difficult person comes along.”
“Then what do we do? Just wait?”
“His status is higher than yours, and his company and fans are not to be trifled with. Let’s just wait.” Yi Huai said, trying to cool her down. “Anyway, you can vent when you go back to find her.”
“…The problem is, I can’t go back!” Xu Ling was so anxious. They had even arranged to have lunch together. She had said she could be at her place by two at the latest. Now it seemed unlikely.
Did this big shot have nothing to do later? Could he just delay things as he pleased?
So angry, but she could only endure it.
Xu Ling walked to a corner and sent a message to Qin Cong’an, saying that she might be a little late and that she should eat first and not wait for her.
Orange: [Oh.]
Was she angry? Xu Ling sent a wronged emoji and told her about the delay on set.
Orange: [Okay, you remember to eat too. We’ll have dessert together when you get back.]
A smile immediately appeared on Xu Ling’s face, but she felt that Qin Cong’an was probably still a little disappointed. Two consecutive weeks of rest had been delayed. Could it be that the heavens thought they were being too clingy and wanted to punish them?
Just then, Qingqing also sent a WeChat message: [The gift has been delivered. Remember to pick it up.]
A gift? Ah, Xu Ling had almost forgotten about this. She had thought Qingqing was just saying it casually. She had really sent it. Then since she was going to be late anyway, she would go back and pick it up first and prepare something else.
It was almost four o’clock when she got off work. Xu Ling really wanted to hang the culprit up and beat him, but on the surface, she still had to say, “Thank you for your hard work, Teacher so-and-so.”
She and the staff were the ones who had worked the hardest, okay! There were only two sets of clothes. How could it have taken eight hours to shoot?
But as soon as she left the studio and breathed in the fresh air, Xu Ling immediately forgot about it. Her mind was full of thoughts of rushing, rushing, rushing. She had driven herself today and was speeding all the way.
Arriving at her destination, she opened the door with the password and saw Qin Cong’an lying on the sofa, covered with a blanket, sleeping soundly.
After discovering that she was sleeping, Xu Ling lightened her steps, walked over, and sat on the floor, looking at her face up close for a long time. How could she be so beautiful? Her messy hair from sleeping didn’t affect it at all. Instead, it softened her inherent sharpness, making her look like a soft ball of light.
“Qin Cong’an,” Xu Ling called her very, very softly. “I like you.”
“I know.”
There was no hint of just having woken up in Qin Cong’an’s voice. She was clearly very awake, not asleep at all. Her open eyes were also very clear, staring straight at the flustered Xu Ling.
“…How do you, you look like you were really asleep!”
“The skill of having played a corpse.”
Xu Ling was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. She leaned forward and bit her on the cheek. She really wanted to ball her up and stuff her in her mouth.
Qin Cong’an poked Xu Ling’s collarbone, saved her own cheek, turned her face away, and wrapped the blanket around herself. “The desserts are all ready. Blueberry tarts, blueberry cheesecake, blueberry pudding. Get them yourself from the kitchen.”
“A blueberry meeting today.” Xu Ling liked blueberries. She walked towards the kitchen and saw the pile of cute little things. She reached out and took a blueberry tart and stuffed it into her mouth.
It was only after she had it in her mouth that she remembered she should have taken a picture. She was about to turn around and go out to get her phone when she was suddenly bumped from behind by an embrace.
Xu Ling’s body stiffened. Although it was on her back, the feeling was very obvious. The person behind her seemed to be wearing only a thin layer. She could even feel something rubbing against her.
The blueberry tart in her mouth was suddenly not so fragrant. Could she have really fulfilled her wish from last time and just tied on an apron?
The person behind her just hugged her and nuzzled her, her cheeks and other places, making someone’s heart ripple, but for some reason, she didn’t dare to turn her head to look.
Qin Cong’an gently bit her neck and asked, “Is it good?”
“It’s good.” Actually, she hadn’t tasted it yet.
“You haven’t had a break for a week and you had to work overtime. You’ve worked hard.”
To die for, to die for. Hearing her so considerate, Xu Ling was even more convinced that she had really fulfilled her wish. She took a deep breath, and only then did she chew a couple of times, letting the blueberry and buttery fragrance fill her mouth, and slowly turned her head.
Seeing what Qin Cong’an was wearing, Xu Ling’s eyes widened.
It wasn’t an apron, but a tank top, a watery blue sleeveless tank top, revealing her beautifully lined shoulders. This shirt was obviously too small for her. It was stretched so tight it couldn’t even cover her lower abdomen, and it curved up, so tight at the top that you could even see that she was hiding two blueberries underneath.
Xu Ling’s hand had already caressed it, landing on that corner, her fingers rubbing back and forth, feeling a certain weight.
Licking the tart crust that was stuck to the corner of her mouth, Xu Ling murmured, “Is this shirt yours?”
“What do you think?”
“It looks a little familiar,” Xu Ling said, swallowing again. “It’s not mine, is it?”
Qin Cong’an was speechless. “You don’t remember?”
She had thought that she might not remember. After all, she didn’t seem to understand her hints. But could she really not remember?
“I don’t know if I remember or not. When did you get it?”
Qin Cong’an took a breath. “The gift you left for me when you wore my shirt and left, wasn’t it?”
“Ah,” Xu Ling was surprised. “It was this one. I was wondering why I couldn’t find it later. It turned out it was this one.”
Qin Cong’an took a breath. “The gift you left for me when you wore my shirt and left, wasn’t it?”
“Ah,” Xu Ling was surprised. “It was this one. I was wondering why I couldn’t find it later. It turned out it was this one.”
Every time Xu Ling went on a long trip, she would lose a lot of things, including clothes. And that day, she had been so nervous doing such a sneaky thing that she didn’t even remember what clothes she had left at her place. She had thought this one was just simply lost.
Hearing her say that, Qin Cong’an just felt it was ridiculous. She had thought so much about this shirt, and it turned out she didn’t even remember.
The tank top had vertical stripes, and the gaps were stretched to twice their width. Xu Ling stuffed the other half of the tart in her hand into Qin Cong’an’s mouth and started to eat the other blueberries.
The watery blue fabric turned a dark blue after being stained with saliva.
Xu Ling was so excited by this visual impact that she looked up to share it with Qin Cong’an. Before she could say anything, she was slapped.
“Shut up.” She always felt that what she was about to say was particularly shameful. “If you’re going to eat, eat properly.”
A day of frustrating work was completely dissipated at this moment. The only memories of this day were the delicious blueberries, the sweet blueberries, and the blueberries she had grown herself.