Section 1

She was feeling quite frustrated and blurted out: "I took a taxi here, but given the current situation, I will have to wait for the rain to lessen before I can get a car."

Cheng Chen casually picked up the water bottle, opened it, and took a sip: "What do you think?"

The producer sitting between the two thought the question was directed at him, repeatedly saying "perfect". It was only upon the third mention of "perfect" that he realized he had been overly self-important.

She carefully peeled the skin off the chicken with chopsticks, then went on to remove the skin from the fish, honing her skills for over twenty years, becoming remarkably proficient. To others, this child seemed quite picky, but for her, it was simply a good way to calm herself. She wished she could spend an hour on it; everyone else had already started working, leaving her feeling restless.

Assistant in bewilderment: "Not ready yet? Didn't you eat the throat lozenge?"

Because he was filming potato chips, he even specifically ate a few pieces to demonstrate the expression of eating.

When the production crew had everything ready, upon seeing them, I immediately understood: "It must be difficult to get a taxi in such heavy rain, right? You all wait a moment, I will find someone to drive you." After saying this, I took out my phone and began to make a call

... ...

I estimate that when she is asked to climb the bamboo pole later, she will happily nod her head

Completed

The world has become completely silent

Just as I took a sip of the soup, I accidentally burned the tip of my tongue

If he is currently just a white-collar worker, struggling in an office building to earn a mortgage, he would certainly calmly acknowledge his identity, inviting him to a somewhat charming café to recount the twists of fate from years ago

She bared her teeth in a smile and pointed to her throat

When Chen Wen ate the 107th potato chip, she finally couldn't help but let her face droop. Cheng Chen, however, continued to watch the playback on the monitor: "The expression is becoming increasingly stiff, one must imagine the feeling of first love," he paused and continued, "With no experience, one will feel nervous, cautious, uneasy, yet also hopeful, regardless of whether it is bitter or sweet..."

She looked at the assistant with an expression as if she had taken the throat lozenge endorsed by Director Cheng, which claims to cure all ailments, and decided to remain silent

Throat lozenges are not medicine either

Si Nian could not help but sigh, and the assistant curiously asked, "Miss, they seem quite familiar with each other. Could there be any rumors or scandals?"

It must be acknowledged that he is not merely a name without substance

He asked her

She ate the ribs from the soup until not a single strand of meat was left, sucking them clean before spitting them onto the table, and then continued to eat another rib

Si Nian let out a sound, turned his head back to continue watching the rain, but inside, his heart was in turmoil. It turned out he had long forgotten his own voice, feeling both fortunate and lost. Perhaps everyone has had such a dream, meeting a long-lost lover years later, always hoping to be unique in their heart, wishing that they would love only themselves in this lifetime, or even love no one but themselves.

Once today has passed, liberation will be attained

"Did you drive here?" Suddenly, someone behind asked, "Where did you park?"

He saw Si Nian turn back to look at him and smiled, saying, "I didn't drive either"

Si Nianxin cast a fleeting glance at Cheng Chen

Si Nian originally thought that by going along with the producer's words, she could feign ignorance, but unexpectedly, those eyes were still fixed on her, seemingly genuinely concerned about her opinion

For a director like him, it is very likely that he took on this commercial advertisement at the request of a friend, while also earning some pocket money. However, observing him repeatedly explaining to Chen Wen, and even patiently guiding and demonstrating to every extra, he does not overlook any detail.

The photography studio is like a black hole of time, where one cannot see the sunrise or sunset, and naturally, no one pays attention to the passage of time

Late, still late

Every time someone contacts her inappropriately, she becomes extremely upset, except for the time when she was with him. Whenever she sulked, he would incessantly send various song lyrics on QQ, without exception containing the words 'missing you.' Looking at those lyrics flooding the screen would always extinguish all her anger, and she would successfully smile.

Isn't it said that meeting one's first love inevitably leads to disillusionment

He spoke with utmost seriousness, while the producer beside him kept raising his eyebrows

Is it the rainy season that has triggered the melancholic artistic sentiment of autumn?

In her childhood, she formed a band and loved Nirvana's songs, but unfortunately, they disbanded early," Chen Wen sighed and asked Cheng Chen, "Which artist's songs do you like, Director Cheng?"

Her name has been the subject of teasing since childhood

What kind of nonsense idea is this, and why is it specifically centered around the theme of first love

Si Nian's heart dripped with blood as she raised her head and smiled

In my heart, there are quietly two voices, each occupying a high ground, desperately arguing. One says to accept it, as we are all adults now; who would still hold grudges over matters from our teenage years? ... The other voice, however, insists on resistance, firmly refusing to accept it, as it would be too embarrassing. Those who are unaware might think that I am trying to associate with my first love who has become successful ...

What about today

The slight furrowing of the brow is so familiar

Why has this law become a paradox in my case

Cheng Chen took off his glasses and wiped the rain-soaked lenses with his shirt: "After all these years, you are still so picky about food"

But why is it that just when he is thriving, the two individuals collide? It is particularly striking that this occurs in a field where they have countless intersections and remarkable achievements.

It is overly sentimental

Faye Wong, "Cheng Chen seemed to be lost in thought, 'I am willing.'"

The southern region has just entered the plum rain season, with sporadic rainfall. Around four o'clock, someone casually mentioned that it was raining, but she did not pay much attention. Unexpectedly, by the time work was finished, the area outside the shed had already turned into a river. Even if she used an umbrella to go out, it would certainly be impossible to catch a taxi.

I am willing

As the number of people gradually decreased, the photography studio became empty, leaving only two individuals standing at the entrance

The days of being mute are truly difficult, but fortunately the advertising cycle is short; it only takes one day of shooting to conclude.

When the assistant brought the boxed lunch, everyone realized it was already 1 PM. Because Chen Wen was quite a big name, the production company had specially reserved a lounge for her. However, she surprisingly chose to be down-to-earth this time, dining with everyone in the public lounge, and generously allowed her assistant to share the nourishing soup she had prepared with them

Si Nian subconsciously murmured in agreement, and as soon as he finished digesting this sentence, he was immediately astonished

Reluctantly, I could only make an OK gesture

Thus, on the morning of this Saturday at 7 o'clock, she stood in the studio pretending to be ill while watching Cheng Chen at work

He appeared relaxed and adjusted his glasses: "How have you been?"

Then, he immediately took out the small metal box, opened it, and ate a throat lozenge

Chen Wen, who comes from a singing background, always finds it hard to resist bringing up the topic of music

After she finished speaking, she turned around and took a glance.

She has always relied on taxis for transportation, which is quite convenient on ordinary days; however, when it rains or snows, she can only look up at the sky and sigh.

"It is still better to invite a renowned director," one assistant exclaimed, "Chen Wen is notoriously difficult to work with. Just look at how cooperative she is today?"

From the eyes to the expression, there is nothing unusual

The familiar melody burst forth in Si Nian's mind: Longing is a very elusive thing, always accompanying like a shadow...

Every time, the timing is calculated perfectly before leaving, yet one can never arrive on time. When Si Nian entered the studio, everything was already prepared, and Cheng Chen was communicating with the spokesperson, Chen Wen

A few people chatted casually, and the producer suddenly remembered something. Pointing at Si Nian, he said: "Miss, who wears many hats, is also a screenwriter. Perhaps in the future, we will have the opportunity to collaborate on television dramas and films."

The two individuals seemed to have known each other for a long time. After exchanging a few sentences, they began to chat while eating potato chips, taking turns speaking. In recent years, Awen's market value has skyrocketed; just filming an advertisement for a day brings in tens of millions. Naturally, her temper has also escalated. The last time she collaborated with another director, when asked to perform a jumping action, her expression immediately darkened, claiming it did not align with her public image.

She is simply the friendly girl next door

Two people may perhaps share a smile, reminiscing about the past, and then simply laugh it off

As soon as a shot is completed, the lighting and props immediately rush in to begin arranging the next scene

These past two days have been quite frustrating, isn't it just a moment of youthful recklessness and a naive romance?

Amidst the sound of heavy rain, people continuously took off their clothes to shield their heads and rushed towards the parking lot. Many were saying goodbye or loudly discussing the work arrangements for the next day, while Cheng Chen stood just two steps behind, seemingly waiting for the rain to stop.

Si Nian felt increasingly suffocated, thinking that he had not taken any action, at most he had only complained a couple of times in his heart. However, Cheng Chen inexplicably turned around. She was momentarily taken aback, then immediately shifted her gaze a few degrees, pretending to be looking at the monitor.

The people in the shed were efficiently tidying up their belongings, and those who had driven there had already left in groups of two or three

Cheng Chen, although only occasionally engaging in conversation, surprisingly possesses considerable insight

At this moment, he was merely sitting in a chair, flipping through the shooting script with one hand while continuously scanning the images on the monitor.