Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 216 The Two Girls Who Never Stop Making a Scene, A Nightmare
At 10 p.m., Jiang Qing said goodbye to the crew and was driven back to Binhu Shuangxi by Chen Duo.

He didn't drink much that night, but because he had a very low alcohol tolerance, he was still a little tipsy. The first thing he did when he got home was to take a cold shower.

In just over ten minutes, Jiang Qing dried his hair and returned to the bedroom. He casually tossed the towel onto the back of the chair. Suddenly, the screen of his phone on the bedside table lit up automatically. He glimpsed Thirteen wearing a doctoral cap sliding out from the battery icon, holding a magnifying glass in his hand.

"Reporting, boss! Your grumpy dog ​​has scratched up three internet platforms today!"

The electronic sound mimicked the telegram sounds from spy movies.

"Beep beep—We've detected that Ms. Zhou Ye is launching seven attacks on the Weibo battlefield!"

Jiang Qing picked up her vibrating phone, turned around, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Display the battle report."

Dozens of pop-up windows instantly appeared on the screen.

The top left corner is Zhou Ye's Weibo side account page, and the browsing history next to the "Jiang Qing and Zhang Jingyi holding hands" entry shows a glaring 47 times.

A Douyin viewing history popped up in the lower right corner, and the screen was filled with CP-themed edits and covers of "Ming Yun Xun Huan" that made Jiang Qing's eyelids twitch.

This girl didn't seem to have such a strong reaction to her previous scandals, did she?
"Look here!"

Suddenly, Shisan highlighted and enlarged a certain Weibo comment. Zhou Ye's alternate account liked a negative review saying "Industrial saccharin is hard to swallow," with the like time accurate to 21:23:15.

Jiang Qing's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh.

"Luckily I knew to use a secondary account, so I wasn't too stupid."

"According to facial recognition, Ms. Zhou Ye's pupils dilated by 0.3 millimeters when she gave a thumbs up."

Thirteen switched to an "Animal World" narration style.

"This is a typical stress response in primates when they discover an abnormality in their mate."

Suddenly, a 3D model image popped up on the phone screen. A chibi version of Zhou Ye, wearing dinosaur pajamas, was chasing and slashing a pixelated figure with a forty-meter-long sword. The three words "Zhang Jingyi" were prominently engraved on the figure.

Jiang Qing stopped moving her neck and burst out laughing at the pixelated figure on the screen scurrying away with its head in its hands.

Thirteen immediately switched to the news broadcast mode, and his voice became serious.

"My great master, I must remind you that at 21:47, Miss Zhou Ye searched for 'Hengdian Boxing Gym Crash Course'!"

A chat window with customer service pops up above the chibi version of Zhou Ye's head, with the text translated into a rounded font: "How many days does it take to learn a right hook?"

Jiang Qing's face twitched, and she suddenly felt a little panicked as she looked at the screen.

What is this girl thinking about all day?

The scene of Ono throwing a right hook at Shizuka's cheek inexplicably flashed into his mind...

Tsk t ...
The picture is too cruel!
"Also, boss, during the meeting, Gong Yu from Qiyi proposed supporting AI script screening. In order to cooperate with our company, he specifically sent many scripts to Haohan Xingyuan, mentioning Ms. Tian by name. I suspect he wants to use the pillow talk strategy. I suggest you pay attention."

Thirteen crossed his arms in the center of the screen, making a refusal gesture.

"He certainly knows how to play the game. What's the online opinion like now?"

Jiang Qing smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Although Tencent has also extended a similar offer, this level of cooperation isn't a major project. I reckon Pants will make a move soon, and we can let them bid among themselves, with the highest bidder winning.

Anyway, the owners behind these platforms are all rich.

At this moment, Thirteen appeared as a transparent data panel on the phone screen, with various social media platforms' indices transformed into colorful light bands flowing within it.

"The positive feedback rate on Weibo is 92.7%, and the keyword cloud shows that the words 'strategic vision,' 'foresight,' and 'industry beacon' appear frequently."

The tone of the thirteen places became more pleasing.

"Look at this one..."

A screenshot of the Vice President of China Film Group's WeChat Moments popped up on the screen. The nine-grid photo was all from the press conference, and the caption read: "We organized senior executives to study Dr. Jiang's speech overnight and suggested that it be included as a compulsory course for film and television practitioners."

Jiang Qing reached out and tapped the floating list of likes, where the profile pictures of the principal of Beijing Film Academy and Wang Changtian, president of Enlight Media, were prominently displayed.

Thirteen suddenly transformed back into a round-headed cartoon character, pretending to pant while hugging a projector bigger than himself.

"Breaking news! The Movie Channel has included your comments in their special 'Today's Film Review' program!"

In the video, a well-dressed female host stands in a circular studio, with classic movie clips flashing behind her.

"As young entrepreneur Jiang Qing said, when technology can generate any image, we need clumsy authenticity more than ever."

Jiang Qing shook her head and chuckled.

"The higher-ups always support this kind of thing. The entertainment industry is such a small market; AI is the most important thing for the future."

My phone suddenly popped up a notification that Zhou Ye had posted a photo of himself working out on his main Weibo account.

In the photo, the girl's ponytail is tied high, and her boxing gloves are pressed against her chin. The caption reads "New skill acquired√".

Such strong initiative?

Weren't they still searching around 9 o'clock?

Jiang Qing zoomed in on the photo, and judging from the background, it appeared to be taken in the hotel's gym.

He took a screenshot and sent it over.

"Why did you suddenly decide to practice boxing?"

The other person replied instantly: "I think it's really cool. You can check out my work next time we meet (deathly smile)."

He raised an eyebrow, about to reply, when Thirteen suddenly sounded an alarm.

"Abnormal search volume detected on Weibo! The keyword 'Jiang Qing Zhou Ye BE' surged by 500% in half an hour!"

A screenshot of the CP (couple) supertopic popped up on the screen, and the titles of the popular posts were shocking.

"Let's have a rational discussion: Chinese restaurant-themed aprons vs. lighters, holding hands on set, which one looks more like a professional couple?"

Jiang Qing looked at the twenty comparative analyses listed by the poster and suddenly burst out laughing.

"I extracted the video of me and Xiao Ye watching the stars in Peach Blossom Valley and anonymously submitted it to this poster."

“Executed.”

A progress bar appeared above Thirteen's head.

"By the way, I bought 100,000 yuan worth of promotion for the topic 'Jiang Zhou has crossed ten thousand mountains'."

It spoke in a boastful, high-pitched voice.

Jiang Qing was speechless for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, lightning suddenly flashed outside the window, followed by a muffled clap of thunder.

My phone vibrated, followed by a voice message.

Zhou Ye's clear voice was tinged with a hint of panting.

"I just finished practicing, and it felt pretty good. It really felt great to throw a punch!"

He pressed the voice icon and was about to speak when Thirteen suddenly popped up a red warning box.

"Ms. Zhang Jingyi liked Ms. Zhou Ye's boxing photo!"

Raindrops suddenly fell, pattering against the glass. Jiang Qing gazed at the hazy city night view outside the window, a helpless smile curving his lips.

These two girls are really something else.

-

The following day, it was October.

When Jiang Qing entered the campus after the National Day holiday, she found it to be much quieter.

When he pushed open the dressing room door, Zhang Jingyi was adjusting her earrings in front of the mirror.

The mirror reflected her suddenly straightened back, and the mascara brush trembled slightly as it drew a small hook at the outer corner of her eye.

"Teacher Jiang, Zhou Ye's boxing photos went viral yesterday."

"Your typing speed for liking posts is pretty good too."

He closed the door behind him and leaned against the vanity, pushing the iced Americano toward her.

"Thank you for the coffee, Professor Jiang."

Zhang Jingyi spun around in her chair and looked up at him.

"But I need to correct that, it was a slip of the hand!"

"Yeah, my hand slipped."

Jiang Qing nodded dismissively.

"You're not..."

Zhang Jingyi puffed out her cheeks, about to retort, when suddenly the stagehand knocked on the door.

"Teachers, Director Liu is calling us! Filming will begin in five minutes."

"it is good."

Jiang Qing responded and then gestured to the girl with his chin.

"Let's go." "Okay~"

On set, the chandeliers illuminated the wooden stage.

The scene to be filmed is one where Li Xun is confessed to by another girl at a party, followed by Zhu Yun's stand-up comedy routine that satirizes Li Xun.

Of course, the highlight was the scene after the event when Li Xun deliberately teased Zhu Yun, and the two looked at each other.

The first scene filmed was the one where Li Xun was confessed to. Once Jiang Qing was in position and everything was ready, Liu Junjie gave instructions via walkie-talkie.

"Script supervisor preparation."

"3, 2, 1..."

"action!"

The clapperboard clicked down, and the spotlight suddenly shone on.

The actress stood in the center of the stage, holding a violin bow, her chestnut curls cascading down her black backless dress.

As the melody of "Ode to Love" flowed out, the extras in the audience let out perfectly timed gasps of amazement.

The camera zoomed in for a close-up; she looked at Jiang Qing in the audience, her eyes reddening and her voice trembling.

"This piece is dedicated to Li Xun, a student in the Computer Science Department."

"Card!"

Liu Junjie peeked out from behind the monitor.

"Teacher Jiang, catch that look! You need to portray a completely indifferent feeling!"

Jiang Qing loosened her clasped hands, and her index finger, which had been lazily resting on the armrest, tapped lightly twice.

The fill light made his profile look even sharper, and his blond hair fell down, obscuring the emotions in his eyes.

"Director, I suggest adding a scene where they spin a lighter."

He suddenly raised his hand and made a suggestion.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Liu Junjie gave an "OK" sign.

During the second shoot, when the actress delivered her confession lines, Jiang Qing's fingers flew across the screen, spinning a lighter and leaving afterimages.

The cold light reflected from the metal body brushed against his slightly lowered eyelashes. At the climax of the piano music, he slammed the cover shut and got up from his seat without even looking at the actress confessing her love on stage.

"Cut! Okay! Use this one!"

Liu Junjie looked at the monitor screen and nodded in satisfaction.

"Absolutely awesome!"

The executive director slapped his thigh and shouted.

"This arrogance is more impactful than the lines!"

Zhang Jingyi was eating an apple while waiting backstage, and when she saw Jiang Qing come down, she casually handed her half of it.

"You acted really cool, Teacher Jiang."

She smiled and teased him, her eyes crinkling as she looked him over.

"Well, it's alright, I guess."

Jiang Qing took the apple and said in a serious tone.

"嘁~"

Zhang Jingyi wrinkled her nose at him, her expression charming.

After a short break, filming continued.

This time, we're filming a scene between the two of them.

"Classmates, what I'm going to talk about is 'My Pet Diary'."

The moment the clapperboard fell, Zhang Jingyi, holding the microphone, smiled brightly, and the extras in the audience burst into laughter.

When she said, "My dog ​​always scratches at the door in the middle of the night, but I later found out he was trying to help me fix a bug," Jiang Qing's index finger, which was typing code in rhythm, suddenly stopped.

Liu Junjie kept an eye on the monitor and issued instructions as needed.

"Quick, pat Li Xun's eyes! That half-smile he gave just now was spot on!"

In the shot, Jiang Qing's hand, resting on her knee, unconsciously rubbed the seam of her trousers.

When Zhu Yun said, "Later I bought him ten lighters so he wouldn't keep borrowing lighters to flirt with people," his eyes flickered, and he was the first to applaud.

"Stuck! This one passed!"

Liu Junjie waved excitedly.

"Getting ready to film backstage scenes!"

As Zhang Jingyi stepped off the stage, Jiang Qing stepped forward and gently supported her wrist. The girl looked up and blinked.

"Is Li planning to settle scores later? Letting go after I caught you?"

"The joke Zhu just told."

Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow and smiled as she moved her arm away.

There are three logical flaws.

"for example?"

"First, dogs can't write code."

Jiang Qing pulled a bottle of mineral water from the prop box and unscrewed it.

"second."

The cool bottle suddenly pressed against her flushed cheek, causing Zhang Jingyi to gasp softly.

He smirked triumphantly.

"Secondly, I never need to borrow a light."

The stagehands carrying equipment walked through them, and Jiang Qing took a half step back and disappeared into the shadows.

Zhang Jingyi touched her burning earlobe and discovered that the mineral water bottle cap had been loosened long ago.

"I didn't write the script~"

She muttered to herself, then snorted at the teasing smile on Jiang Qing's face and turned away haughtily.

Two minutes later, filming of the remaining scenes began.

Behind the stage, the fill lights made the air scorching hot.

When Jiang leaned forward and said, "Little Zhu Zhu, I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to me. You don't need to pay so much attention to me in the future. Actually, we can be together openly and honestly," Zhao Zhiwei and other lead actors, along with the extras, cheered.

Zhang Jingyi stared blankly into his eyes, her whole body stiff and rigid.

"Cut! Jingyi, your ears turned red way too fast!"

"I'm sorry, director!"

She fanned herself with her hand, ignoring Jiang Qing's amused gaze.

"Could you turn the air conditioning up a bit?"

"Teacher Zhang, it's already at 18 degrees."

The stagehand answered crisply.

A chorus of low laughter rose and fell around them, and Zhang Jingyi's blush deepened.

"Ahem, okay."

The girl coughed lightly, her eyes darting around.

Can we get past this part quickly?

She roared inwardly.

When filming resumed, within a distance of thirty centimeters, the cheers of the extras, the sound of the air conditioner blowing, the footsteps of the production crew, and even my own heartbeat all disappeared.

"Card!"

"Jingyi, stop spacing out, express your emotions!"

Liu Junjie's urgent voice suddenly rang out through the walkie-talkie.

Zhang Jingyi suddenly snapped back to reality, her cheeks instantly burning hot.

I'm going to die, this must be a nightmare!

(End of this chapter)