Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

the next day

It's still a regular morning, no alarm clock is needed, it's accurate to seconds, exaggerating, but only so-so, accurate to within 3 minutes.

Yang Mi endured the discomfort in her lower abdomen and kissed her boyfriend goodbye at the door with a smile on her face.

After closing the door, I was so moved that I felt hard yesterday afternoon.

Then I moved to the master bedroom, unfolded the quilt folded by my boyfriend and got in again. I felt much better.

In the studio of Beijing Film Studio, everyone performs their duties and continues shooting.

Until Wang Zhi pulled off the metal necklace around his neck with blood on his hands, and then he felt a chill and looked up with a look of despair.

Prince Showa and Cai Chuyuan controlled the artificial rainfall equipment and rain fell.

"Pass."

Yang Lingyue let out a long sigh, feeling that the past two days had been a long time.

"Dongzi, it's finished, what are you doing?" Wang Zizhao asked doubtfully.

Everyone looked at each other and realized that the filming was over.

"Damn it, the filming is finally finished. It's so depressing." Cai Chuyuan cursed.

"That shows that Wang Zhi played this role." Wang Zizhao gave a thumbs up.

Wang Zhi got off the cement surface, and Wang Ni quickly stepped forward to help wipe his hair.

"Wang Ni, help me get the alcohol first." Wang Zhi said.

"Yes, yes, disinfect quickly."

After that, everyone began to review the shots and found that there was no need to reshoot, so they started to pay, clean, and tidy up.

"Everyone has to come for the Dazhong Temple beef hotpot at 7 o'clock." Yang Lingyue said before leaving.

"Is there a second show?" Han Dong asked.

"You organize it and participate voluntarily. I will reimburse the expenses. It doesn't matter if you call the princess." Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

All the boys laughed shyly.

"Director, are you going to the second show?" Wang Zhi asked.

"I won't go." Yang Lingyue shook his head.

"Forget it, I still have to go to class tomorrow. Let's have a rest after the closing banquet. You are not tired!" Liu Dingye said.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's break up. Everyone is busy with their own business. Wang Ni and Wang Zhi will be left to you." Yang Lingyue stopped and was about to continue the endless discussion.

After returning home with the belt, she saw Yang Mi's shoes on the shoe rack.

"Mimi."

Yang Lingyue shouted, but no one answered.

He put down his things and opened the door to the second bedroom. He was not there. When he turned around, he was lying on his bed.

When I got closer, I saw that he was curled up and asleep, still frowning.

Just as he was about to exit, Yang Mi opened his eyes.

"Back?"

"Woke you up?"

The two of them said nonsense at the same time.

"Dysmenorrhea?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Not bad." Yang Mi nodded.

"Well, I don't have brown sugar at home. I'll go out and buy some." Yang Lingyue said.

"I bought it and I've already drank it. Stop doing it and come here." Yang Mi patted the place next to him.

"I have to go out to have dinner with them later, what do you say?" Yang Lingyue took off his coat and lay down.

"I'll accompany you, I'm still a producer." Yang Mi moved forward and rested his head on Yang Lingyue's arm.

"You appointed yourself the producer, I didn't say anything." Yang Lingyue said with disgust.

"Hmph, they all agree, you didn't say it wouldn't work." Yang Mi hummed.

"I have the absolute rights and veto power of the crew." Yang Lingyue said.

"Good brother, I've already slept with you, and I can't even sign my name." Yang Mi said in a coquettish voice.

"Yang Mi, please say it again against your conscience." Yang Lingyue said angrily.

"I've touched it, you touch it." Yang Mi smiled.

"Stop making trouble, I'm a little tired." Yang Lingyue sighed.

"Oh, I also want you to rub my belly." Yang Mi looked disappointed.

"My brain is tired, not my hands. Come on." Yang Lingyue rubbed the palms of his hands to warm them.

After a while.

"Humph, I asked you not to touch your conscience just now. You won't be led away, and you will be forced to retreat." Yang Mi held down the hands that were getting more and more excessive.

"Are you feeling better?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Huh? Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore." Yang Mi was stunned for a moment and said.

"Isn't that enough? Your body is already hot. If it hurts anymore, it will be a ghost." Yang Lingyue sat up.

"You can change your name to Chang Youli." Yang Mi rolled his eyes.

"You change your clothes, and I'll untie the belt." Yang Lingyue said.

"Go, go." Yang Mi waved his hand.

Yang Lingyue entered the study room and saw a box placed on the huanghuali table. It was a Collings guitar case, a relatively high-end brand.

I have a general understanding that the cheap guitars of this brand cost more than 30,000 yuan. After opening it, I saw the model number om3a and it was very beautiful.

Yang Lingyue tried playing it and couldn't help but sigh that you get what you pay for.

"Have you spent all your pocket money?" Hearing the movement behind him, Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

"Who are you looking down on? How does it feel? Is it suitable? Do you like it?" Yang Mi asked eagerly.

"Suitable, I like it." Yang Lingyue nodded and said.

"That's good, you can change it if it doesn't fit." Yang Mi smiled happily.

Although it hurts a bit, not only is my pocket money gone, but I also borrowed some from the company.

There was no way, all her money was in her mother's bank account, but she had already accepted a movie from the company, the "Gate" starring Chen Kun, in which she played a supporting role.

"How much did it cost?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Why? This is a gift for you for the completion of your first short film." Yang Mi said angrily.

Yang Lingyue thought: I feel sorry for you. You can't earn so much for shooting a movie now.

"Thank you, wait for me."

Yang Lingyue put down the guitar, turned on the computer, and started transferring the shooting materials. After installing UPS, there is no need to worry about occasional power outages. After all, the price is equivalent to a computer.

Then the two went out and took a taxi to Dazhong Temple.

After arriving, Liu Dingye and Wang Zizhao greeted people to order food, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

"What dishes do you want to order? I just want to eat meat." Yang Lingyue took a look at the list and complained.

"We girls want to eat vegetables." Yang Mi retorted.

"How much is Maotai?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Hello, sir, 450." The waiter replied.

"Isn't it 350?" Yang Mi frowned.

"Hello, that's last year's price. The price is different every month." The waiter said with a smile.

"Too expensive." Han Dong was shocked.

Ha, this is expensive. You don't know what the price will be in fifteen years. I'll scare you to death.

But it's not bad to stock up now. There shouldn't be any purchase restrictions now. Hey, rich people don't have such rules.

Well, look for some aged ones.

"Why drink Maozi? You have to drink Niulanshan in the capital." Wang Zizhao said.

"Just Maotai, take two bottles first." Yang Lingyue said.