Chapter 272
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Cong Nianwei said nothing. She leaned her head on Qin Guan's shoulder and let him carry her to the parking lot.
Ignoring the gazes around him and shielding himself from the scenery around him, his heart was so peaceful in such a noisy environment. Only the thumping of his heart could be heard …
Cong Nianwei watched him run to the drugstore with a puzzled expression. What is he going to do?
How much is a box of condoms?
He returned excitedly, pulling Cong Nianwei upstairs with him. His palms were sweaty from nervousness.
Cong Nianwei bit her lip and looked at his bulging trouser pocket. That must be what he had gotten from the drugstore.
As soon as the door was closed, Cong Nianwei, who hadn't even changed her shoes, was hugged by Qin Guan.
"Weiwei?"
"Yes?"
"Give in to me!"
...
"Let me think about it. "Let me think about it."
"No, you smell good. You don't have to think about it."
"Ah!" Caught off guard, Cong Nianwei was carried on his shoulder. Her boots were taken off her feet.
The bed in the bedroom was clean and tidy. Cong Nianwei was thrown onto the soft blue sheets.
Her high ponytail was already loose, and her long black hair was full of infinite temptation as it spread out.
She just stared at the white ceiling with her eyes wide open. Her boyfriend's slightly nervous face was getting closer and closer to her …
Cong Nianwei blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "Will you?"
Qin Guan nodded proudly. "Yes, I will!"
He took out the loot from the pharmacy from his pocket. Clatter … his hand slipped and three boxes of condoms fell to the ground …
No wonder Cong Nianwei's pockets were so bulging. Is it appropriate to buy so many at once?
Cong Nianwei pulled the quilt, exposing her beautiful shoulders. Qin Guan picked up the tools and felt dizzy.
She glanced at the condom in his hand curiously and asked, "Are you sure? Who taught you that? "
Who taught you that? He couldn't say that he loved her so much.
"Self-taught …"
When love was deep, even if it was immature, it was still beautiful. This was nothing more than the harmony of water and milk.
If it weren't for Cong Nianwei, Qin Guan would have fought 300 rounds with her.
The two of them leaned against each other quietly under the soft quilt. Untimely phone calls broke the silence.
Reluctantly, Qin Guan gazed at her in his arms. She was warm and fragrant. He didn't even want to get out of bed in such a cold winter.
He lifted the blanket and had just wrapped himself in his underwear when the cold air in the room made him sneeze.
Cong Nianwei put a coat on him and complained about the temperature in the house, "You didn't pay the heating bill again?"
Qin Guan rubbed his nose and picked up the phone. "We're going back together for the Spring Festival. I don't need the house here. I don't want to spend money on it."
He had to endure the supercilious looks from the building manager. Qin Guan answered the call.
"Young Master Qin, as soon as you left the set, you ran away like a wisp of smoke. Don't you think you've done something wrong?"
Sister Xue was flustered and exasperated.
"What did I do wrong?"
"Your agent was discussing the follow-up with Director Zhang, and you ran away with your eyes wide open. Why didn't you feel like you were missing someone?"
Qin Guan was stunned. Then he remembered that he had run away after saying goodbye to the director. His agent was a grown-up, so he would take care of himself.
Sister Xue sighed over the phone. Why is he so obsessed with indie films? If you can't eat or wear, how can you make money from commercial films?
Sister Xue had just shown Qin Guan's resume and Big Beard's clip to the executive director, and he had agreed to let Qin Guan come over.
What did they say? As long as Zhang Yimou liked him, Qin Guan would join the crew immediately.
The director, who had turned from a cameraman to a director, had always pursued the ultimate aesthetic.
Putting aside the quality of his films, among the directors of the same batch, he was ranked second in terms of camera sense. No one dared to say that they were the best.
Sister Xue was excited at the thought. Holding the phone, she spoke to Qin Guan in an authoritative tone, "Since Wang Jingcao recommended you, you can meet the second one. Come to the Beijing Film Studio if you are free. Be a hero! "
Before Qin Guan could answer, the call was cut off. He turned around hesitantly to look at his girlfriend. I don't want to go anywhere that day.
Lying on the pillow, Cong Nianwei threw her clothes to him. "I'm tired and sleepy. I won't go anywhere. I'll wait for you here. Don't forget to bring dinner."
Qin Guan took the clothes and walked over to her, leaving a big mark on her forehead. "I'll be back soon. What do you want to eat?"
"Anything."
When Qin Guan looked back at the door, Cong Nianwei had already fallen asleep.
The door was closed gently, leaving only a lingering tenderness.
When Qin Guan arrived at the studio in a hurry, Sister Xue was waiting for him at the entrance.
They hurried to the director's office. On the way, Sister Xue told Qin Guan the details.
There was only one word to describe the film: obedience.
Everything was shot according to the director's ideas. There was no need for one's performance or emotions. This was a real attempt at a commercial film in the mainland, and it was also Zhang Yimou's plan to fight for the Oscars again.
Qin Guan nodded, recalling the lines of all the characters in the script. The one he was going to meet was the only supporting character in the film.
He didn't even have a name. He was just one of the seven swordsmen of the Qin State.
The glory of warriors and their love for the country made them unite spontaneously to find Changkong, who was threatening their king.
By the time Qin Guan had finished reading the script, they had arrived at their destination. It was an ordinary office.
He did not expect that he would come at the right time. The main person in charge of this film, Er Zhang, was actually inside, discussing some of the details of the film.
Everyone was stunned when Qin Guan and Sister Xue entered the room. The assistant director's words made everyone turn to look at Qin Guan.
PS: The leading actress has submitted. Why are you so sad? Give me a popsicle. It's hot these days...
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