Wang Junkai in whose landscape are you in?

Chapter 129#凯我#〖One page on the Bund (1)〗

#The Bund One Page (1)#
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"Let the story happen in Shanghai, this time I want to be with you."

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【Givenchy 01】

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"You are Givenchy?" Tom looked at me incredulously through the phone camera.

"It's me, what's wrong?" I suppressed my excitement and pretended to be cold and asked him back.

"It's okay, we've reviewed your resume, and you can officially come over for an internship next Monday." After speaking, Tom hung up the video call, leaving me alone on the phone in a mess.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I covered the computer and screamed crazily, LIMIT, LIMIT!

I didn't expect that one day I would be able to join LIMIT, the all-powerful entertainment company located on Zhongshan East Road.

It is not in vain that I worked hard day and night for the whole summer vacation, learning theoretical knowledge and practicing wildly. Finally, I received an internship offer from LIMIT, a well-known domestic entertainment company, as I wished.

Although I am not the Givenchy of GIVENCHY, I have always considered myself a precious girl with a cheeky face.

So ever since I knew Givenchy's English name was GIVENCHY in junior high school, I brazenly changed my English name from the rustic Lucy to the noble and glamorous GIVENCHY.

During the long time of liking Wang Junkai, I was very lucky to go from a screen dog at the beginning to a support dog, to a live dog, and finally to a professional photographer.

To put it simply, I belong to the kind of people who have learned a lot of knowledge and skills from star chasing and rely on them for a living.

From a 14-year-old boy to a 22-year-old young idol, Wang Junkai has been constantly improving on this road. If I can follow him in this way and make myself a useful person, I will be really happy.

So I clicked on Weibo, posted my good news, and @王俊凯 at the end.

This is a habit that I have developed over the years. I know that although he can't see it, I always feel like he has been with me in my life.

LIMIT is not too big, with no more than 30 core employees, but it is such a company with a staff size that can only be regarded as a studio.

The most important thing is that although LIMIT has few employees, it occupies an entire building on the Bund. Probably only a veritable senior capitalist boss can do such a heinous thing.

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"Hello, which floor is the media department?"

"Hello, is this the new Miss Givenchy? The office of the media department is on the fourteenth floor. Please go to the left for the elevator."

Is this company so considerate to intern employees?Do you even know my name?It seems that LIMIT is really right.

"Givenchy? I'm Tom, the director of the media department who had a video with you before. Welcome to LIMIT. Starting today, you will be responsible for all the company's filming."

Excuse me? !all? !I'm just a fresh graduate intern with no work experience. Hello? !I can't handle such a huge job, brother!

"Don't be nervous. Part of the company's photography work is done by contracted photographers. The rest of the work is not too much. The previous photographer was pregnant and on maternity leave, so we hired you." Seeing my expression of disbelief Afterwards, Tom quickly explained, "Your desk is by the glass window. There is a shooting in the studio in the afternoon. You can practice your hands first and get familiar with it."

Practice hands. Familiar with it. Have you ever seen anyone who used Wang Junkai to practice hands?Am I not familiar enough with Wang Junkai after chasing the scene so many times?Who would have thought that I would run into Wang Junkai on the first day of work?

Although the person under the camera is the same person, but counting the days carefully, it has been several months since the last time I saw him.

His brows and eyes are still so exquisite and impeccable, the bangs on his forehead seem to have grown a little longer, his fine sideburns and the hair on the back of his head have been shaved a lot, and he looks a bit more energetic under the yellow spotlight.

I don’t know if it’s LIMIT’s practice or Wang Junkai’s personal habit. Tom cleared the scene before shooting, and there were only me and Wang Junkai in the studio, so I was even more nervous.

I have never had such a feeling. In every encounter in the past, even if I pointed the camera directly at him, there are many girls around me who are doing the same thing like me.

Only this time, I was the only one holding the camera. He only looked at my lens, and only I could capture his every movement and expression.

Thinking of this, I was in a daze for a moment. Under the warm yellow spotlight, that person's exquisite face looked ridiculous.

My hands are too disobedient at critical moments, and I can't help shaking.Fortunately, Wang Junkai is in good condition today, and the shooting in an afternoon can be regarded as a complete success.

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After the shooting, he walked into the tea room, and I sat in front of the computer to select photos, and suddenly heard a low and magnetic voice from behind: "Have you selected?"

"Not yet, Ma, it will be ready soon." Damn, do you want to be so stupid!
I silently slapped myself ten times in my heart, calm down, calm down, Givenchy!You can't be weak in front of idols!
"Then can you show me after the selection?" He walked up to me with two cups of hot milk, put one of them in front of me, smiled politely, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, showing a nice and soft smile Curved, there is a soft light in the star-like eyes, "For you."

"Yes, yes, thank you, thank you." Without even thinking about it, I gulped down the milk.

Sudden nausea, and ran to the pool.
Vomited.

Depend on? !My sister is allergic to creamer and never drinks milk!

Later, Wang Junkai told me that at that time, I almost wrote the word nymphomaniac on my face, looking like I was fascinated, but suddenly ran to vomit, which made him feel unconfident about his appearance for a moment began to doubt life.

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In the following months, I gradually got to know my colleagues at LIMIT. Although I took over all the formal shootings of LIMIT, as Tom said, seriously, my task is not very heavy.

I found that Wang Junkai came to LIMIT very frequently, and every time he came alone, I could see him almost every few days.

He seems to have other jobs besides filming, and he seems to be very familiar with the structure of each floor of LIMIT, even the cupboards for coffee and tea in the tea room.

Except for the fixed weekly shooting plus extra magazine cover shooting, Wang Junkai and I have almost no other intersections.

Our communication was limited to "Hands up," "Shoulders down," "Turn to the right," "Smile," "Fine," "Thank you."

But I can clearly feel a silent tacit understanding between us, for example, I will turn on the lights before he comes in to shoot, adjust the brightness to the most suitable for his skin tone; he will go to the tea room after the shoot A glass of sweetened milk. Bring me a glass of iced Americano by the way, and never dare to bring me milk again.

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There are a lot of films to be repaired today. It is already ten o'clock, and I am probably the only one left in the whole building. I haven't had dinner yet, and I have been rushing in front of the computer to catch up with the progress.

So I took the time to post another Weibo: "Working overtime tonight, the baby is really hungry and crying. @王俊凯"

"Givenchy?" About half an hour later, I heard Wang Junkai's voice not far away. Is he still in LIMIT at this late hour?
"The big photographer is very busy today? Have you eaten yet? There are fried rice here, would you like some?" He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, carrying two lunch boxes in his hand, without the airs of a big star at all.

I looked at him hesitantly. To be honest, I was startled by Wang Junkai's sudden concern.

But I didn't dare to say no, the person in front of me was the idol I had liked for eight years.

I have always positioned myself as a fan who can get close to idols, but no matter how close I am, I am still just a fan. I never thought of going further, nor did I think of going beyond the so-called warning line.

"Why are you looking at me like this? I can't finish it all by myself. Help me eat some." I was really hungry. After working all day, I only drank a bowl of porridge.Hearing this sentence, I started to eat raw fried rice without saying a word.

There was only the sound of our chewing in the air, and the scene was awkward for a while.

I dare not speak, and I dare not look at him, but my face must be burning hot now, and it is getting more and more red, thank God, it is fortunate that it is night, otherwise I must die of embarrassment.

Wang Junkai threw the lunch box into the trash can and opened the glass window to breathe. I looked at his back, as if I had returned to the first time I saw him, the 15-year-old boy walking alone in the airport with his schoolbag on his back .

"Lujiazui is really beautiful." He looked out the window and said suddenly.

"Yeah, otherwise I wouldn't have worked so hard to come to Shanghai to study in university."

"Did you come to Shanghai to study at university because you like the night view here?" Wang Junkai asked me, his voice was very calm, and I couldn't hear his tone clearly.

"Ah, uh, there must be part of the reason." I can't tell you that I came to Shanghai because you have focused your work on Shanghai as an adult and settled down here.

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The night view of the Bund can never be enough. The LED screen of Aurora Building flashes "I LOVE SH", the Oriental Pearl Tower opposite is still bright, every light in Shanghai Center has a story behind it, and the LED on Citibank says congratulations Which beautiful girl from SHN48 won the first place in the annual general election again. The bright cruise ships on the Huangpu River travel slowly. The number of tourists on the Zhongshan East road has never decreased. We all live in Shanghai and live in this city. In reality.

I suddenly remembered the most hidden folder named "K" in my computer, which contained every photo of the person under my lens, at Jiangbei Airport at the age of 15, at the Olympic Sports Center at the age of 17, in Sanya , 20 years old in Hollywood, and... his 22 years old, in a studio with just the two of us.

It's over, I seem to be in a trance.

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【Karry 01】

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I heard that the photographer of LIMIT was pregnant. As the boss, I kindly gave her maternity leave and planned to recruit another professional trainee photographer.

But what's the deal with Tom leaving a thick stack of photographer resumes on the coffee machine in the pantry?

Forget it, as a kind and kind boss, you can't lose your temper with your subordinates at will.I sat on the sofa with a coffee in my hand and flipped through the pile of resumes.

Givenchy? !The name is really funny, I smiled.Then I saw the Weibo ID column she filled in, and I almost spit out the milk, eating with Wang Junkai?This girl has a clear goal.

After reading her experience and assessment results, I called Tom: "Tom, come to the tea room and take away the resume you left behind. Also, there is no need to choose, I want the one named Givenchy."

When I was having lunch, I turned on Weibo. As usual, all kinds of girls @我, sent me private messages about what they did and what they ate.

I suddenly remembered Givenchy's Weibo ID, searched for her with great interest, and clicked on the homepage.

This girl turned out to be really my fan, and I instantly felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

My name appears frequently on her Weibo, @我 for eating, @我 for class, @我 for shopping, even @我 for express delivery, am I so important to her?
In her Weibo, I saw many photos of me taken by her, in the airport, on the stage, and on the set. I didn’t expect that she would follow me in so many activities.

How do I feel that I am so handsome under her lens?

When I saw her for the first time, she was standing in front of the glass window gazing at the Bund, looking serious and undisturbed.

No, this shouldn't be the first time, we should have met many times.

She is not too tall, with long hair lying on her shoulders, thin bangs in front of her forehead, slightly curled at the end of her hair, she looks very young and energetic, not like a senior intern.

Givenchy's photography technique is really good, and almost every semi-finished film cannot pick out obvious shortcomings.

Under her lens, I am naturally relaxed and have a very comfortable feeling.

I specially made two glasses of milk and handed her a cup. This is such an honest child. From the way she looked at me, I clearly saw the two characters of "Nympho" and did not hide it.

When I was about to snicker, she suddenly turned around and ran out
Vomited.

Am I disgusting her so much?
Later I found out that she was allergic to creamer, so I dared not pour milk for her even if I had the courage to do so.

I found that Givenchy is really meticulous about his work, and his dedication is no less than mine ().

Every photo taken and edited by her is as exquisite as a big poster. I have to admire my vision and decision-making. I am really suitable to be a boss.

In order to reward her for her hard work in the past few months, the boss decided to give her a little reward.

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So one night when I clicked on her homepage and found that she told me that she was going to work overtime and was still very hungry, I specially bought her fried rice and brought it there.

I remember her ID is to have dinner with me, so I will fulfill her wish.

In case she would not accept my kindness, I bought a double portion and pretended to ask her to eat with me.Of course I ate dinner, so I stuffed four more stomach-strengthening tablets before bringing the shengjian to her desk.

Givenchy seemed to really like the night view of the Bund, and we stood side by side in front of the glass window.

This place is different from Beijing, and even more different from Chongqing. Confusion and glory, vicissitudes and brilliance all overlap here.Shanghai has an indescribable charm and mystery to me, which is why I choose to come to Shanghai alone.

I suddenly remembered the photos about me in Givenchy Weibo, Jiangbei Airport, Olympic Sports Center, Sanya Beach, Hollywood Hills, and LIMIT studio.

According to the angles of those photos, I seem to have found the figure facing the camera in my memory, sometimes with a ponytail and sometimes with her hair wrapped around, but she always wears a mask, and I can't remember her face clearly.

For so many years, she has often appeared in my sight, overlapping with the girl reflected in the glass window in front of me.

It's over, I seem to be in a trance.
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TBC.
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[No.20 Phase [-], to be continued]

【Author: Six Big Lemons】

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　[The road ahead is long, and I'll always be with you.]
　　
　
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