Jiang Shu’s expression was grave as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, though he insisted he wasn’t panicking at all.
At that ti, in order to stimulate Tang and influence his rational thinking, he had deliberately added a bed scene with Li Yuntang into the script.
Uh, it wasn’t to serve his own interests, the situation at that ti truly necessitated it.
Really.
The playboy tycoon in the movie was a man who regarded won as clothes after countless battles, and since Jiang Shu lacked experience, acting out that feeling of three parts aloofness, two parts callousness, four parts instinct, and one part disdain was quite difficult.
Therefore, this thirty-second bed scene, though brief and simple, turned out to be the scene Jiang Shu was instructed to cut the most by the director—it took a solid two to three days to shoot.
This also beca a running joke on the set at the ti; because Jiang Shu was usually gentle with others and the relationship with the rest of the crew was fairly good, he would occasionally be teased, like how this guy had all sorts of tricks up his sleeve, not content with just writing and directing himself, but also wanting to perform several takes.
But such comnts only dared to be uttered behind Li Yuntang’s back, as making fun of Jiang Shu in her presence was simply impossible in the production team.
So speaking of...
Jiang Shu glanced at Liu Tingruo in front of him.
Her pretty face frosted over.
What excuse should he co up with now?
No, not an excuse, the excuse was indeed legitimate, but he needed to carefully consider his words because the reason for this matter was too deeply involved, and he couldn’t co up with an excuse to convince Liu Tingruo in such a short ti.
Jiang Shu’s brain worked at high speed, and as he saw impatience intensifying in Liu Tingruo’s eyes, he blurted out, "You’re being fierce with ."
Liu Tingruo: "???"
The ferocity in Liu Tingruo’s eyes grew stronger, but in that brief mont, she seed to change her mind and returned to calm.
Huh?
Why isn’t she angry anymore?
Liu Tingruo’s abnormal behavior made Jiang Shu stunned; his original plan was to disrupt her just-reestablished calm and quickly wrap things up with a combination of tactics to appease her. It would be fine even if it ant first causing her to beco angry.
After all, an angry Liu Tingruo was much easier to coax than a calm, repressed Liu Tingruo tinged with a bit of sarcasm.
So what was happening?
With his usual tactics failing to work, Jiang Shu fell into thought, but his pondering was imdiately interrupted by Liu Tingruo’s following words and actions.
She brought her hands together and then pulled them apart, and a Simulated Light Screen appeared in front of her, and what was playing on the Simulated Light Screen...
Was an edit.
A bed scene edit.
An exquisite fra-by-fra edit, carefully selecting vibrant background music paired with a crystal-clear image, the video assaulted Jiang Shu’s visual nerves in the most direct manner.
All the footage ca from those three days of filming the bed scene.
The fierce background music hamred beat after beat, as the video’s perspective tumbled and swirled with the rhythm, extracting high-definition fras for pinpoint timing, with many of these fras brimming with suggestive implications.
The girl’s hazy eyes, the girl’s pink complexion, the girl’s half-concealed garnts; the man’s indifferent expression, the man’s gentle movents, the man’s half-concealed garnts...
And the man’s eyes that carried three parts aloofness, two parts callousness, four parts instinct, and one part disdain.
Maliciously, this gaze was isolated and focused on over a dozen tis...
The first ti it appeared, Jiang Shu couldn’t help but admire the man’s masterful acting in his mind—the emotions were spot on.
But with the relentless repetition, this look acquired two new connotations—perverse and monstrous.
Set against the beat of the background music, it beca even more devilish, and the character’s image turned significantly sleazier.
The video ended with that monstrous gaze of the man.
Jiang Shu, having watched the video, was full of scowling lines.
Who the heck did this?
Almost instantly, Jiang Shu thought of those four creatures from his ho, so he quickly turned to look at the three Tablet Spirits. Although he didn’t utter a word, his eyes clearly conveyed a threatening ssage.
Don’t tell it was you three.
The expressions on the screens of Ding turned to sweaty soybeans, raising their hands high once more and shaking their tablet heads vigorously as if fanning themselves with "whoosh whoosh" sounds.
And Jiang Shu slightly frowned.
If it wasn’t them three, then it would have to be...
That rebel!
An image of a Tablet Spirit emblazoned with "Change" flashed through his mind, and Jiang Shu imdiately understood.
No wonder that thing had slipped away first under the pretense of distracting the security personnel—it knew disaster was imminent.
At that mont, in the ceiling ventilation duct of the laboratory, a Tablet Spirit suddenly leapt out. It erged from the vent with a smile and spun down magnificently.
But as it reached halfway down, it realized everyone was staring, and a weird hush enveloped the lab.
It glanced around; Ruo Ma’s gaze was calm, the three sibling spirits looked sympathetic, and Jiang Shu’s eyes were particularly fierce.
And little Change just blinked, seemingly clueless.
Then, as if rembering sothing, it darted back up and pulled out a slightly worn Alloy Fence. It tugged hard, and the Alloy Fence fell from the vent.
"Clang—"
The sound was particularly crisp in the quiet laboratory.
"Co here," Jiang Shu beckoned to little Change quite sternly.
Little Change looked at the Alloy Fence on the ground, scratching its head. Although it had no idea what had happened, it was very clear.
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