Seeing Bo Jingci making a mess in the kitchen, Song Jingmian sighed softly.
"Let me do it."
After breakfast, she would continue filming. Last night's New Year's Eve celebration was the only indulgence of the crew during this period.
Although Director Zheng is lively and kind, when it comes to work, he seems to be a completely different person. He is strict and rigorous, which are two extremes.
But every time after taking a shot, he returned to his smiling look. Song Jingmian marveled at how quickly he switched settings.
"Let me help you."
"No need." Song Jingmian chuckled and shook his head.
"you go for rest."
Bo Jingci: "You don't believe me?"
She nodded slightly: "Yes."
"I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen."
"...?"
——
In the end, Song Jingmian didn't let Bo Jingci enter the kitchen again.
God opened the door for him to have a high IQ, but closed the window for his cooking skills.
Well, fair enough.
When Song Jingmian brought out two bowls of hot noodles, Bo Jingci's eyes showed approval.
It seems...with a hint of envy.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Wife."
He suddenly laughed: "This is so happy."
Song Jingmian met his bright eyes and couldn't help but laugh: "Is it enough to cook you a bowl of noodles and you will be happy?"
"Yes." He responded in a low voice, with a hint of unnoticeable satisfaction in his tone.
"feel like home."
Song Jingmian paused.
The word home is really unfamiliar to him, right?
He was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal.
"Eat noodle."
The first meal of the new year is particularly warm.
Bo Jingci had imagined this scene countless times before, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.
"Mianmian...when will the filming be finished?"
Song Jingmian raised his head slightly: "Are you talking about this drama?"
Bo Jingci nodded.
"Can the filming be completed before the Spring Festival?" he asked again.
Song Jingmian sighed softly: "It should be...difficult."
There aren't many scenes shot in Qingshan, and the crew will move to another location in the near future. Right now, the filming is only a quarter of the way through.
"What's wrong?"
"My aunt wants us to go there during the Chinese New Year."
Song Jingmian nodded in understanding.
"I see."
Song Jingmian was thinking secretly in her heart. When that day comes, she will make time to go there no matter what.
After all, this was her first time celebrating New Year with him.
The warm time of breakfast passed unknowingly. After eating, Bo Jingci consciously put away the bowls and chopsticks.
Just as she was packing herself up and preparing to go out, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Song Jingmian thought that Xiao Nian was probably the one who could come to her at this time, so when she heard the sound, she walked over and opened the door.
But unexpectedly, standing outside the door was Director Zheng with a smile.
Song Jingmian was stunned, too surprised to speak.
"Director Zheng?" It took a long time before she found her voice.
"What do you want from me?"
Director Zheng smiled kindly and said, "I'm not looking for you."
He pushed up the glasses on his face and said, "I'm looking for Jing Ci."
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
…
It wasn't until she looked at the two people sitting across from each other that they looked familiar that she suddenly came back to her senses.
She learned from a few words that Director Zheng and his aunt were old acquaintances. He had seen Pucheng since he was a child. He had been in contact with his aunt over the years, so he naturally knew Bo Jingci.
When Director Zheng said with a smile that Bo Jingci was as cold and rude as when he was a child, Bo Jingci darkened visibly.
Song Jingmian couldn't help laughing.
"But she was still cuter when she was younger."
Director Zheng laughed and said: "Although he is a bit cold, his face is chubby, and he has a cool and cute feeling hahahaha."
Song Jingmian also thought of the photos he saw at her aunt's house last time, and strongly agreed with Director Zheng's evaluation.
Thinking of what he looked like as a little adult, Song Jingmian couldn't stand up with laughter, especially when Director Zheng described it so well. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both extremely happy.
The person involved, Bo Jingci: "..."
Seeing Song Jingmian smiling heartily, Bo Jingci did not interrupt.
After a while, he spoke quietly.
"Uncle Zheng."
Bo Jingci's voice was cold: "You're not going to film your movie anymore?"
"So free?"
Director Zheng, who was chatting happily with Song Jingmian: "..."
——
After a short chat, Director Zheng brought Song Jingmian over for filming.
On the way there, Song Jingmian couldn't hold back the surprise in her heart.
"Director Zheng, have you known my identity for a long time?"
She was referring to the fact that she and Bo Jingci were husband and wife.
"yes."
However, Director Zheng hurriedly added: "But I didn't ask you to film my movie because of your identity."
"It was only after I agreed that I found out you were that boy's wife."
He smiled and shook his head: "That boy..."
After she agreed?
When she was preparing to come to Qingshan, she mentioned that the filming this time was directed by Zheng. Could it be that he contacted Director Zheng at that time?
"Sleep?"
"ah?"
She raised her confused eyes slightly.
"Why are you dazed?"
Director Zheng looked at her teasingly: "We've only been apart for a few minutes and you miss that kid?"
Song Jingmian: "..."
He said to himself again: "I thought that boy would be a widower all his life, but I didn't expect that he would marry a wife so early."
"The vision is pretty good."
Song Jingmian: "..."
——
This time's costumed Machiavellian drama doesn't have many emotional scenes, and almost all of them are in the brain-burning stage.
So, this is a great test of acting skills.
At first, Song Jingmian was a little powerless. It was not that she was out of shape, but that she didn't have a good grasp of this. She failed to meet Director Zheng's requirements several times.
Of course, Director Zheng was not ambiguous when filming. She scolded her when she needed to be scolded. For this, she received a lot of scolding.
However, she also knew that this was her fault. Every time she was scolded, she quickly adjusted her mentality and reviewed her performance just now to see what went wrong.
Director Zheng would sometimes enlighten her directly, and she would actively correct her mistakes. Therefore, this period of time went back and forth like this and passed quickly.
"Why did you come so late today?"
Qi Shen flicked his sleeves: "It's not like his usual style."
He still had a smile on his face, but Song Jingmian didn't show much enthusiasm and just said something polite.
"It hasn't started yet."
She lowered her head and straightened her clothes: "I'm not late."
Qi Shen choked and snorted for a while: "I didn't mean that."
He looked at Song Jingmian who was arranging her clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he suddenly approached her and put his hand on her shoulder.
Song Jingmian noticed his movements, frowned unconsciously, and took a big step back, his hands froze in the air.
Her voice was a little cold: "No need."
