Zhou Huaiyi’s family background is quite ordinary, a standard middle-class family. Father Zhou and Mrs. Zhou run a small clinic in their hometown, Wuxun City. The family has been practicing medicine for three generations, starting from Great-Grandfather’s time to now. If you count Zhou Huaiyi’s younger brother, Zhou Youning, who is currently studying at a medical college, it would be four generations of practicing medicine. So, as they say, it seems that in the whole family, Zhou Huaiyi is the only one who chose to study film sound.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Huaiyi buried her head and continued eating.
She took a sip of mineral water and looked up at Xiang Qichen. The director was already gone, and he was the only one quietly eating there, still dressed in costume. With the hot weather, his large sleeves were rolled up to his shoulders, revealing his strong, fair arms. His long robe was tied in a knot hanging by his thigh, and in front of him was a mini fan blowing his deliberately loosened bangs slightly.
This kind of appearance might seem a bit shabby and chaotic on someone else, but on someone as elegant and gentle as Xiang Qichen, it exudes a kind of bohemian charm.
Zhou Huaiyi watched him so intently that she forgot to chew the food in her mouth, staring at him in a daze, not even blinking.
Perhaps sensing the intense gaze, Xiang Qichen suddenly lifted his head, which had been bowed while eating, and looked straight in Zhou Huaiyi’s direction.
That one glance was indifferent and cool.
A two-second eye contact.
Zhou Huaiyi’s heart suddenly trembled, and she was immediately choked by the food in her mouth, coughing violently, her fair face turning bright red in an instant.
Xiang Qichen swallowed the food in his mouth, casually glanced at the distant Zhou Huaiyi coughing under a tree, and recalled what he overheard outside the restroom earlier—
"Anyway, I can only look at him from a distance, can’t even meet Xiang Qichen up close, who am I putting on such beautiful makeup for..."
Xiang Qichen lowered his head, unknowingly curling his lips slightly, picking up food with his fingers.
How is it that he always seems to overhear her at the restroom corner...
On this side, Zhou Huaiyi finally calmed down her breathing, gulping down nearly half a bottle of mineral water before stopping her cough. Liu Yang, seeing her embarrassed look, initially showed concern, but then suddenly started laughing gloatingly. While laughing, he teased, "Zhou Huaiyi, are you so smitten by Xiang Qichen that you can’t even swallow your food?"
Zhou Huaiyi wiped her mouth, glaring at him in embarrassment and frustration for hitting the mark, but she didn’t speak.
Liu Yang patted her shoulder with his lunch box, laughing so hard his mouth couldn’t close: "Zhou Huaiyi, don’t be embarrassed, even I, a big man, am blinded by Xiang Qichen’s handsome face, let alone you, a little girl?"
Zhou Huaiyi turned her red face away in anger, grumbling, "Then why are you still laughing! Laughing and laughing, laugh yourself to death! Hmph!"
Liu Yang puffed his cheeks, looking all smug: "I just find you cute!"
Zhou Huaiyi: "...Get lost!"
After a short lunch break, the crew resumed their intense filming.
The two scenes in the afternoon were both the lead actors’ scenes. During the silent filming, Zhou Huaiyi stood in a corner from afar, watching Xiang Qichen’s handsome face, wanting to secretly take pictures with her phone, but afraid of being caught by the crew, she just squatted in the distance silently observing.
The phone vibrated, suddenly popping up two WeChat messages.
Zhou Huaiyi was startled, relieved to have set her phone to silent, she patted her chest before opening it, seeing it was a message from Kang Xuan. The first was a photo of Xiang Qichen being interviewed at an international film festival a few days ago, and the second was—
[President Kang: I could get drunk on Xiang Qichen’s face every day (chin resting.jpg)]
Zhou Huaiyi clicked on the full image, immediately saving it before enlarging the photo, staring at it dumbly for twenty seconds, her fingers typing on the keyboard—
[Zhou Luobu: Ha, I only want to be under Xiang Qichen every night... overwhelmed by lust (smile)]
[President Kang: Impressive, my Luobu]
[Zhou Luobu: (smile) Filming now, no more chat]
[President Kang: Don’t forget to pass on my love to Qi Chen]
[Zhou Luobu: You might have to delay that love]
[Zhou Luobu: Having been in the crew for eleven days, I only saw Xiang Qichen today, and it’s maybe... a hundred meters away?]
[President Kang: What’s the rush, there’s plenty of time ahead]
Just as Kang Xuan sent the message, the sound of "cut" echoed, and the set crew started bustling around, with makeup artists doing touch-ups, lighting being adjusted, and positions shifted.
Zhou Huaiyi didn’t even have time to reply, turned off her phone, and ran to Teacher Guo Rong by the sound equipment, ready to be on-call.
However, instead of getting instructions from Teacher Guo, she heard Liu Yang, who was holding a boom mic near the actors, call her over: "Zhou Huaiyi, come here!"
Looking in Liu Yang’s direction, the first thing Zhou Huaiyi saw was Xiang Qichen, who was a meter behind Liu Yang getting his makeup touched up. She pursed her lips, keeping a straight face as she walked over.
"What for..."
Liu Yang winked and raised his eyebrows, smiling with a special meaning: "Here’s your chance, go fix Xiang Qichen’s lapel mic position, it seems to be misaligned, the sound was a bit off just now."
Zhou Huaiyi was visibly shocked: "I... I should go?!"