It’s mid-July now, 20 days earlier than the agreed ti.
Tang Li has no other schedules recently except for training, so her availability is not affected by any changes in the filming start date. Therefore, upon hearing the intentions of the producers, she agreed on the phone.
At night, she inford Song Baiyan about the change.
"I’ll still be in Shangbu for about ten more days."
The film crew decided to start shooting earlier because so scenes in the script require the backdrop of Shangbu, so they need the actors to focus and finish shooting this part first.
Unexpectedly, Tang Li changed the topic: "I know that in a few days, so foreign leaders will visit, and you’ll definitely be busy. But it’s okay, we can think about each other in our hearts."
On the other end of the phone, Song Baiyan listened to her suddenly sweetened speech toward the end, a smile tucked in the corner of his eyes, but his voice carried a tone of reprimand, "Inhale less helium gas, it’s not good for your health."
"..." Tang Li put down the balloon she was holding.
Then, she asked aloud: "How did you know I was inhaling helium gas?"
Mr. Song said, "This kind of question lacks technical content."
Tang Li pursed her lips: "I’m neither a scientific researcher nor a mber of your Cabinet; Why would I need technical content in my words?"
Laughter ca through the receiver.
Tang Li blew the balloon again, inhaled so helium, and her voice changed instantly: "Do you feel younger being with ?"
Before Song Baiyan could reply, she spoke first: "Either way, being with you has made my heart feel much younger."
"Wasn’t it young before?"
Tang Li humd, "I felt like my world was full of scars and overgrown with weeds, and then I t you, and my heart started to revive like a parched tree in spring."
After saying this, she paused for a mont and added: "These are lines from my new drama; don’t you think they fit well for a confession?"
As they were wrapping up their chat, Song Baiyan reminded over the phone, "Jingtian will be staying at Professor Wong’s house in a few days. When you co to Shangbu, please also pay a visit on my behalf."
Tang Li gripped her cellphone tighter: "How should I substitute?"
The man’s steady voice resounded by her ear: "Consider it as a practice in advance. The Song Family’s daughter-in-law can’t be shy and afraid to et people."
It wasn’t until she hung up the phone that Tang Li was still thinking about the phrase "Song Family’s daughter-in-law."
Then, she wrapped herself in the quilt.
Water sounds ca from the bathroom; Tang Li lay on the bed, her cheeks burning hot.
The corners of her lips curved up slightly.
As the future daughter-in-law of the Song Family, she did not forget to care about her young brother-in-law.
Song Jingtian quickly picked up the phone.
The little guy spoke arrogantly, talking about how popular their class’s rendition of "Little Jumping Frog" was, and although Tang Li congratulated him, Song Jingtian scoffed, "Easy to say, who can’t do that?"
"Then next ti I’ll send you a congratulatory gift." She suddenly beca so anable, which made the little guy uncomfortable. But since he could get a gift, why not take it: "I want a blue Magic Wand."
Afraid she wouldn’t know, Song Jingtian specifically ntioned: "The kind from ’Magic Fairy.’"
"..." Tang Li.
After hanging up the phone, she bought two Magic Wands online.
They were a buy-one-get-one-free deal for 19.9 yuan, including shipping.
Two days later, Tang Li took her luggage and the Magic Wands to Shangbu to shoot.
On the evening of her arrival in Shangbu, knowing that the little guy was already at the Wong Family’s house, Tang Li specially made a trip there.
Song Jingtian watched as she took the Magic Wand out of her shoulder bag, snatched it at once, and played with it for less than five minutes before the star on the Magic Wand t its end, falling to the ground with a "clatter", breaking into two pieces.
"..." Song Jingtian.
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