Quan Shao's new wife

Chapter 1253 Must be happy (9)
Morian woke up in the middle of the night, and the bright moon in the sky illuminated the entire dark blue night sky, looking lofty and mysterious.

He gently pulled off the blanket on his body, got up and entered the room, and pushed away Yan Ruoxi's bedroom - on the desk was the surveying draft she had just finished, and she wrapped herself in a quilt on the bed - obviously It was the same Ruoxi who was afraid of being alone, but began to refuse his embrace.

Morian sighed softly, turned around and went back to the outer hall, stood on the bamboo platform and looked at the bright moon in the sky—at first glance, it lasted all night.

"I saw you slept too deeply yesterday, so I'm not ashamed to disturb you." In the morning, when Ruoxi brought breakfast to the dining table, Morian had already woken up.

"What do you want me to do?" Morian looked at her and said lightly.

"I like my current life very much, and I don't need a husband, that's all." Ruoxi's hand stirring the porridge paused for a moment, then continued to stir slowly, but the one in his heart was torn apart by him. But the wound became more and more painful.

"I never joke about marriage. You have reason to be angry about the wedding. I hope there is a way to make up for it, instead of the cold war like now." Morian looked at her with a gloomy face, and the impatience in his heart had almost reached the limit. limit.

Yan Ruoxi took a deep breath, looked at Morian and said quietly: "Eric, I'm sorry, I provoked you first, and I'm the one who wants to quit now. Please forgive my willfulness and unreasonableness, but I It’s all from the heart.”

Morian looked at her deeply for a while, then nodded lightly: "Then you should work hard and pay attention to safety. When you want to go back, home will always be there."

"This marriage, first of all, if you find your lover again, I will let you go; before that, you are still Mrs. Mo." Morian got up to leave——with the same indifferent tone as when they first met.

Yan Ruoxi, who had been sitting upright, didn't sink into the bamboo chair until Morian's figure disappeared from sight—this was the result she wanted, but why did her heart still hurt?

He came here because of the promise he made, and he coaxed her because of the responsibility of marriage. She was satisfied and even liked her in the past—but now, she just feels sad.

"so be it."

"Besides you, I don't know if I can fall in love with anyone else, so let me take the title of Mrs. Mo—at least, in my dreams, I can imagine that you will fall in love with me one day."

Yan Ruoxi lowered her head slowly, eating the porridge in the bowl spoon by spoon, but tears flowed down her face.

"Jingzhi: just keep chasing; Yingzhi: just need some skill, if you can't, just rely on a foolishness; Not Riding: it's the near future; Chengzhi: Of course you have accomplished it."

The crisp voice of Xu Nuo was still in my ears, and they even made an appointment to fulfill their wish together, but she no longer had the energy to continue chasing her.

Promise, I only have this kind of stupidity in love, so I admit defeat.

A month later, the outdoor meeting area of ​​the JW Marriott Hotel in SH City.

"A little higher, no, no, a little lower, OK, that's the height."

"The density of the stars is wrong, put some distance away, okay, that's it, not bad."

Xu Nuo stood on the ladder and directed the workers to install the scenery of the press conference; Morian was debugging the commercials to be played on the day of the press conference—watching it over and over again, playing it back shot by shot, and was about to modify it. And the places where the clips were made were carefully recorded.

"What? Do you want to change it?" Xu Nuo walked over and asked while watching the commercial.

"Well, this film is creative and beautiful, so extra pictures must not be required - it must be minimal." Morian pressed the pause button and quickly recorded the playback time in the notebook.

"I've read it many times, and I don't think there is any place to trim it." Xu Nuo took the notebook in his hand and looked it over carefully.

"It's a movie you made yourself. It's normal to have a hard time choosing." Morian nodded: "You can watch it again in my record, and I'll go to see the set."

"Okay." Xu Nuo nodded, pulled over the stool and sat down, looked carefully at the time recorded by Morian, and finally wrote his opinion on his original record.

He closed the notebook, closed his eyes, and played the revisions of the entire film in his head like a movie. He nodded in satisfaction, then opened his eyes, and walked to Morian with the notebook: "I still recommend keeping these two places. Minimalism is needed, but the finishing touch is still indispensable."

Morian took the notebook, looked at Xu Nuo's opinion, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, let's change it like this."

"Then keep an eye on the scene, I'll edit the film." Xu Nuo took the notebook, looked at him and said.

"Go." Morian nodded, and lined up the workers to pull up a huge curtain, covering the entire sky in the garden.

"Open."

"No, the speed is too fast. The opening speed of the entire curtain is 3 minutes. It is slightly faster in front. When the starlight is revealed, it is slowed down; when the moon is revealed, it is slower."

"Again."

"Slow down, OK, keep the speed, slow down, OK, very good, remember this change in speed."

"Try changing the silk cloth on the moon to gold."

"Adjust the light angle in the upper right corner up, okay, that's it."

The two of them and their assistants were busy from the afternoon to midnight. Ji Feng called once in the middle and asked Ziyue to listen to her mother's voice on the phone; Creativity also has his merits.

"Gu Zinuo said that he wanted to watch the scene video." Xu Nuo looked at Morian and said with a smile.

"What about the inspection work?" Morian looked at the film promised to be repaired, and replied with a smile: "Your son is very like a CEO, just like Gu Zixi."

"Ziyue looks like me." Xu Nuo snorted softly, got up and walked around the scene, moving his hands and feet while watching the effect of the set.

"I haven't seen Ziyue for a week. Let Ji Feng send it over? Anyway, it's only a few hours." Morian said.

(End of this chapter)