novellhall Chapter 71, Video 1
Chapter 71, Video 1
"Then..." Zhou Ye hesitated for a moment; "Do you have someone you like?"
Zhang Ruonan suddenly tilted her head to look at Zhou Ye. The warm light from the bedside lamp made her fair and rosy face, full of collagen, look soft, and her hair was piled up messily on the pillow.
Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on her lips.
"Prince An~!"
"Ah~~" Zhou Ye felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body stiffened, and his heart sank.
Seeing her reaction, Zhang Ruonan burst out laughing.
"Just kidding! No!"
Zhang Ruonan raised an eyebrow and pinched Zhou Ye's cheek; "Right now, all I want to do is make money. Let's forget about men for now! With money, I won't have trouble finding a man."
She withdrew her hand, then suddenly changed the subject, striking straight to Zhou Ye's heart: "Do you have someone you like?"
Zhou Ye was speechless at this sudden reversal of the question.
She wanted to say it, but she still had reservations, so in the end she chose to say one thing and mean another.
"No~ no~!"
"I see~!" Zhang Ruonan looked at Zhou Ye's face, which clearly showed he wasn't telling the truth, but didn't call him out on it.
She could understand; after all, that's how young girls who have just come of age and are just beginning to experience love are—they like someone very carefully and secretly.
But it was actually quite obvious, and people nearby could see it at a glance.
She chose to respect her silence.
"It's okay~!" She reached out and put her arm around Zhou Ye's shoulder, gently pulling her into her embrace, her voice soft and gentle:
"You'll meet someone you like in the future. When that time comes, remember to be brave and don't let them slip through your fingers."
"Take Prince An for example!" she said meaningfully.
Zhou Ye tensed up, and Zhang Ruonan felt it too.
"You saw Wang Zi'an too!" she continued; "He's very handsome, and his eyes are even captivating."
"He'll definitely attract girls' attention if he stands in a crowd; he'll be surrounded by admirers in the future."
"If you like him~~" Zhang Ruonan paused for a moment.
Zhou Ye opened his mouth, wanting to answer but unable to speak, wanting to deny but also unable to speak.
"If you like him, confess your feelings quickly. Otherwise, you'll find yourself with a bunch of rivals out there without you even realizing it!"
Zhang Ruonan's words were very fair; she also really liked Zhou Ye, her younger sister.
Although she felt that Wang Zian was reliable most of the time, she had a certainty that he might be a scumbag.
Zhou Ye buried his face in Nan Jie's shoulder, smelled the same shower gel scent on her as his own, and mumbled an "Mmm".
Just then, both cell phones on the bedside table simultaneously beeped with message notifications.
Two tinkling sounds overlapped in the quiet bedroom, crisp and noticeable.
The two of them simultaneously reached out from under the covers and each picked up their own phone.
The preview that pops up on the lock screen says the same thing: "The video is edited. Please check it out, and if everything is okay, upload it to the short video platform."
Zhou Ye's almond-shaped eyes lit up under the screen light, and he excitedly turned to look at Zhang Ruonan; "The video is finished!"
"Hmm~!"
"Let me see yours first!"
Zhang Ruonan rolled over onto her stomach, placed her phone on the pillow, and opened a video.
The melody of "Confession Balloon" flowed from my headphones: "Smiles fly in the sky, you said you're a bit hard to pursue, wanting me to give up..."
The video begins with a still frame of her holding a bunch of fake daisies and laughing heartily at the camera, followed by a series of photos flashing back to the beat of a drum.
Not only are there photos taken today, but also a side profile shot taken by Wang Zi'an by Lengquan Creek in Yuhang, and even a behind-the-scenes photo of her and Zhou Ye lounging on the sofa during a break in the shoot, which Zhou Ye casually snapped.
Without exception, they all exude the sunny, clean, and healing charm of a first love girlfriend.
After watching Zhang Ruonan's video, Zhou Ye couldn't wait to open his own video.
Her background music was TFBOYS' "Magic Castle," and as soon as the upbeat rhythm started, a photo of her laughing in front of a blower while wearing that colorful dress popped into the screen.
Then came a series of rapid cuts: a woman with a high ponytail and a cold expression, a woman tilting her head and smiling, a woman in a yellow sundress looking sideways at the camera, a woman sitting at a dining table holding a knife and fork and looking up coquettishly...
Each photo shifts rapidly between salty and sweet emotions, with the last one capturing her slumped on the sofa after the shoot, her hair disheveled and scattered across her face, but her eyes looking over the camera at someone.
Their eyes were instantly drawn to each other.
In the video, Zhou Ye's expressions are sometimes cool and sometimes sweet; one moment she's a lively and adorable girl, the next she's a cold and aloof heiress, and then she's a youthful young woman.
After reading it, Zhang Ruonan felt a little sour.
"Wang Zian is so biased! He clearly prepared much more for you than for me!"
Zhou Ye also noticed that her videos were longer, had more scene changes, and the rhythm of the camera cuts was more sophisticated.
A warm feeling welled up inside her, but she suppressed it, turned her face to Sister Nan, and hugged her and shook her.
"Oh dear! Sister Nan, we took a lot of photos today, and this is clearly only a small fraction of them!"
"Your performance today was better than mine, and there are definitely more amazing ones to come. He's definitely saving yours for last as the grand finale."
Zhang Ruonan found it both amusing and touching to see her speaking up for Wang Zian.
She turned her head to look at Zhou Ye's face, which was still slightly flushed in the afterglow of the phone screen, and really wanted to tell her: Girl! You never blink when you speak up for him, do you even realize that?
However, she doesn't want to be an actress and doesn't care at all about the number of photos.
"Alright~!" Zhang Ruonan nudged Zhou Ye with her shoulder. "There's a limit to how much you should defend Wang Zi'an. We're best friends~!"
"Yes, yes, we're best friends!" Zhou Ye winked. "I'll go and give him a piece of my mind tomorrow."
Zhang Ruonan rolled her eyes at Zhou Ye.
If you were to curse him, that would be truly bizarre.
The two watched the video again and then posted it on their personal accounts.
Wang Zian had been following the two's accounts during the day and soon noticed that they had posted a video. He picked up the phone and called for data support.
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Time flew by and it was already the next day.
Summer in Yanjing dawns early. Just past seven o'clock, the sun is already hanging obliquely on the glass curtain wall of the office building across the street, illuminating the entire street.
Wang Zian was leaning against the car drinking soy milk when he saw Zhang Ruonan and Zhou Ye walking out of the building entrance from afar.
The two of them were arm in arm, talking about something, but they were laughing quite happily.
From that moment on, for the entire morning, Wang Zian discovered something strange.
These two people can never be separated again.
During breakfast, Zhou Ye picked up a fried egg from his plate and gave it to Zhang Ruonan, while Zhang Ruonan pushed her untouched yogurt in front of Zhou Ye.
During a break in filming, the two stood under the shade of a tree. Zhang Ruonan whispered something in Zhou Ye's ear, and Zhou Ye covered his mouth and laughed so hard he bent over. Then he whispered something back in her ear, and the two of them burst out laughing at the same time.
These two have really become best friends.
Their relationship warmed up, which made filming much smoother.
At least, Lao Li and his team rarely frowned while filming anymore.
Today the weather was sunny and cloudless, with the sun shining down without any obstruction, making the asphalt road surface reflect a thin layer of light.
Zhang Ruonan and Zhou Ye were sweating non-stop during their morning outdoor shoot.
Zhang Ruonan's bangs were sticking wet to her forehead. The makeup artist had just used a powder puff to wipe away the sweat on her nose when she turned around and a fine layer of shimmer appeared at her temples.
Zhou Ye fared even worse; one of her looks today featured her with her long hair down, strands sticking to the back of her neck, and she had to reach out and brush them aside every few minutes.
The makeup artist was frantically running between the two girls, holding powder puffs and blotting papers, her wrists trembling from touching up their makeup.
Later, Wang Zian directly rented a long van and a minivan.
With the help of air conditioning, the group was able to complete their task.
When looking through the photos in the car, Wang Zian thought that Zhou Ye's most beautiful photo was a cool and aloof one under a big tree, like a noble little peacock.