Chapter 194 - Ah Mian, I Miss You So Much
After the end of the selection, Yun Xiangxiang delegated the task of sending the gifts to Coco. She did not expect to breathe a wave of popularity into the wristropes of the same model.
After Song Meng told her about it, she went out of her way to take a look at the shop selling the wristropes.
If someone took advantage of her fame to make a profit, she would not sit down and take it. Those were her fans.
She put all her time into filming and catching up with her studies, as well as revising the content for her theory exam. The scenes done in Chongqing would be finished on the last day of the month. Their next stop was Shenshi. Shenshi’s scenes would take up most of the film’s time.
Filming is typically not done in the order of the script. They would be filmed according to the needs of the scene, which would then be edited. This allowed them to save on human resources and logistics that way.
Yun Xiangxiang was planning to follow the crew into Shenshi for two days before rushing back to Beijing.
She would sit for her theory exam on the fourth of April. The graduates’ film festival was on the fifth of April. He Wei called her before she left for Shenshi, asking her to take a few more days of leave to return to the company.
Du Changrong approved of her leave happily. After its modification, the script added some scenes where Yun Xiangxiang would not be in. They could film these first during Yun Xiangxiang’s absence.
Or else, if the outbreak happens in their own country, they wouldn’t be able to handle it. Early prevention was the best way to handle sudden change.
“I won’t stop you from going anywhere. But I want you to know that I am always worried about you, so you must keep yourself safe,” Yun Xiangxiang reminded him gently.
This was Song Mian’s career, his responsibility. It was the field where he could use his skills to their full effect. Yun Xiangxiang would not stop him.
“Okay. I don’t belong to myself now. I belong to you. Without your permission, I don’t have the right to bring harm to myself,” a smile spread from underneath Song Mian’s eyes.
“Smooth talker,” Yun Xiangxiang harrumphed.
“Aren’t you hungry?” Song Mian suddenly asked.
“Of course I am!” I slept for the whole afternoon. How can I not be hungry?
“Go wash yourself up,” Song Mian gently pushed Yun Xiangxiang out of the kitchen.