My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 172 Tonight, I can no longer care about humanity.
The filming of the short film went very smoothly.

For beginners shooting similar videos for the first time, the biggest problem is that the actors get nervous in front of the camera, forget their lines, and keep glancing at the director and cameraman behind them.

Lu Qian goes without saying, and Zhou Heming, with his previous experience in web dramas, is not intimidated at all when facing Yang Hongye and Du Ruo in front of the camera.

As for Cheng Shuangjiang, she was very capable and gave the impression that she could achieve great success as an actress.

As a musical prodigy who could perform a solo piano piece in the center position at a New Year's charity gala in Jiangcheng, a gathering of top celebrities, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and with her reborn memories of resilience, Cheng Shuangjiang was probably the most composed person present.

[Jiang Rui]: The lighting and shadows in this shot are really good. Du Ruo will definitely be able to make a living as a photographer in the future!

[Su Hong]: I think it's thanks to the cinema camera. It's a 100,000 yuan device. Even if it's out of focus, it still looks good.

[Yang Hongye]: Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, Du Ruo's filming is quite good.

[Gu Yingying]: I also think Du Ruo's photos are pretty good!

[Lu Bai]: I think he has reached the level of a proper TV drama cinematographer. The composition of the shots and the lighting and color tones are quite strong!

"Why are there still people using Kung Fu to chat in groups?"

Zhou Heming stood at the school gate, looking at the chat messages on his phone.

However, he only said it in words and did not send a message to Lu Qian to inquire.

I looked at the time and it was almost time.

Zhou Heming directly tagged the other people in the group.

[Su Hong]: Coming, coming, almost there!
The moment he saw the message, he heard someone calling his name.

Looking up, Su Hong and the others, dressed in heavy clothes and carrying boxes of various sizes, were slowly moving over.

"Old Zhou!"

Su Hong smiled brightly.

Jiang Rui and the others jogged along the way.

Yang Hongye and Gu Yingying came from another direction, each carrying only a schoolbag.

"Shall we set off then?"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zhou Heming helped Su Hong and the others by dragging a suitcase.

Today they are filming indoor scenes, specifically scenes inside a rented apartment.

As for the location, it was naturally Zhou Heming and Lu Qian's rented apartment.

That's how college students make movies—they make the most of everything.

So, you and Lu Bai are really... the same?

Su Hong hesitated for a moment, not daring to utter the word.

"Cohabitation?"

Gu Yingying was surprisingly bold at this moment, uttering a word that was still too distant for eighteen or nineteen-year-old freshmen.

Yang Hongye immediately glanced over.

Although I had heard about it before, it's really too bold for a freshman to move out and live with a male student.

Of course, the school did not issue any orders prohibiting it, and Lu Qian herself was from a relatively lenient film academy. Their drama major didn't have many strict rules, so in terms of regulations, as long as Zhou Heming and Lu Qian didn't cause a death, the school would turn a blind eye.

However, for these high school seniors who were under extreme pressure just a few months ago, the idea of ​​getting into the same university as their sweetheart and living together so early on was simply too dreamy.

"So, Lao Zhou, you've already..."

Before Du Ruo could finish speaking, she realized there were other girls present and immediately shut her mouth.

But Yang Hongye and Gu Yingying had already looked over.

In this era, information is so readily available, and being a college student, one already knows everything, even things one shouldn't know.

Only Jiang Rui.

His expression was slightly bitter, as if he were heartbroken.

It's important to know that he has always been a proponent of sinking ships.

Now that he has heard that the two are living together, and to truly confirm this fact and witness it with his own eyes, it is tantamount to public execution for him.

"what happened?"

Zhou Heming, who was standing next to Jiang Rui, noticed that Jiang Rui looked unwell and asked him if he had caught a cold.

"No, no, I'm fine!"

Jiang Rui cheered up.

While thinking that Zhou Heming didn't deserve it, she was still feeling indignant for Cheng Shuangjiang.

They soon arrived at the entrance of the residential area. The elderly people sitting under the trees looked over curiously when they saw so many young people.

Zhou Heming greeted them with a smile, and the elderly people returned his kind smiles.

Climbing upstairs and opening the door, Lu Qian and Cheng Shuangjiang were already waiting inside.

Lu Qian was still wearing Jiangcheng Middle School's uniform, while Cheng Shuangjiang was wearing casual clothes since she didn't have any scenes to film today.

"Excuse me, would you like me to change my shoes?"

Yang Hongye arrived at the door.

"Just come in."

Lu Qian greeted him with a smile, giving off the air of a head of household.

Jiang Rui glanced at the shoes on the shoe rack by the door, the pairs of bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, and even imagined the two of them living a loving life together.

He glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang.

Cheng Shuangjiang skillfully poured water for the others, her face bearing the same warm smile as that of a hostess.

Well, even the aggrieved party didn't say anything, so what right does little Jiang Rui have to complain!
Is he worthy?
Making the movie is the priority!
Once the camera position was set up, filming began quickly.

Cheng Shuangjiang actually has no scenes to film today, so theoretically she doesn't need to come.

However, she remained on set as an "advisor." On the one hand, she wanted to stay by Zhou Heming's side, and on the other hand, she could provide Lu Qian with some performance references.

After all, she was a firsthand witness to that period of time.

The filming went very smoothly.

After filming this segment today, the main filming work is actually finished.

The rest is an edited piece by Su Hong and Yang Hongye.

At noon, the group went downstairs, ate something casually on the back street, and then came back to continue filming until evening. After quickly finishing the takeout they had brought up, they continued filming.

They had already adapted to the filming lifestyle in advance.

They filmed the two of them sitting at the dining table studying, sharing cake, watching fireworks from the balcony, reading together on the bed, their first kiss, and falling asleep in each other's arms. Just watching their interactions, you can feel the beauty of it all.

Jiang Rui was even a little moved.

The thought of how deeply Cheng Shuangjiang and Zhou Heming loved each other, and how their love was far more profound than that of the scholars they were studying, filled him with a pang of heartache and sorrow.

Fortunately, Cheng Shuangjiang and Zhou Heming's relationship is still pretty good. Although there is Lu Bai in the middle, at least they should still love each other, right?

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

Although it's Saturday, the dormitory still has a curfew, so they packed up early to prepare to leave.

Lu Qian was removing her makeup upstairs when Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang escorted her downstairs.

"That's enough for now. We'll head back now. See you in class tomorrow."

Yang Hongye waved her hand.

The group said their goodbyes and turned to leave.

Gu Yingying suddenly stopped and turned around to ask a question.

"Hey, Cheng Shuangjiang, aren't you coming back to the dorm with us?"

Everyone looked at Cheng Shuangjiang, who was standing next to Zhou Heming.

"I rent a place outside."

Cheng Shuangjiang said calmly.

"Oh, is it far? It's so late, Zhou Heming, why don't you take Cheng Shuangjiang home?"

Jiang Rui winked and made faces, trying to create an assist for Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Yes, I live right next door to them, so don't worry~"

Cheng Shuangjiang said it very frankly.

"what?"

The crowd raised questions.

Then they all looked at Zhou Heming.

"...You didn't ask either."

Zhou Heming spread his hands.

So, all three of you agree.

Su Hong still couldn't bring herself to say that word, which was too impactful for her age.

"The three of you are living together?"

It has to be Gu Yingying. She usually seems timid, but she speaks out when it matters.

"What are you thinking? Cheng Shuangjiang means renting a house in the same neighborhood," Du Ruo said dismissively.

“We’ve been filming for so long, and all the apartments in this complex are one-bedroom apartments. There’s no such thing as an adjacent room. It’s just a figure of speech.”

"That makes sense. It's rare for you to speak like a human being."

Su Hong nodded.

"Get out of here!"

Du Ruo tossed the heavy suitcase containing the equipment into Su Hong's hands.

"Then we'll be going now, you guys go back and get some rest."

Su Hong took the suitcase and waved.

Looking at Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang, Jiang Rui felt that the CP he was shipping seemed to be getting better again.

Even if we assume the worst, since we live in the same neighborhood, we might have more opportunities to meet!
Damn it, Zhou Heming, you deserve to die!

Jiang Rui was happy that the two of them might actually have a better relationship than he thought, but he couldn't help but envy Zhou Heming for having managed to get two of the prettiest girls in his year to fall for him.

All I feel is envy.

Watching them leave, Zhou Heming turned his head and saw Cheng Shuangjiang tiptoeing.

"If they had insisted on asking, would you have told them that I live right next door?"

She raised her face, and the colorful lights of the backstreet reflected on her profile, creating a mesmerizing, cyberpunk-like effect.

Zhou Heming did not answer.

Instead, he took out his phone and sent a message directly to the group chat.

[Zhou Heming]: Actually, Cheng Shuangjiang lives in the house next to ours, so there's no need to worry.

The group chat was immediately thrown into an uproar.

But Zhou Heming didn't pay attention.

"I think they should all be able to understand us."

As he spoke, he reached out and took Cheng Shuangjiang's hand, which still bore the marks of her injuries.

"I'm not afraid to tell anyone about our relationship."

"Okay."

Cheng Shuangjiang moved closer and took the opportunity to put her arm around Zhou Heming's arm.

"I feel so happy, hehe."

"You're too easily satisfied."

Zhou Heming gently stroked her nose with his other hand.

"It's because I feel happy whenever I'm with Ahe. It must be Ahe's fault."

she said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault."

Zhou Heming couldn't bear to get entangled with the girl he liked.

"The back street is still open. Let's buy some late-night snacks for A-Qian. She must be starving."

Cheng Shuangjiang then pointed to the brightly lit backstreet not far away, where many students were still lingering.

"Come on, what do you want to eat? We'll buy some of everything."

The two held hands and walked towards the bustling crowd in the gradually bleak late autumn.

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"Wow, this is my favorite fruit shaved ice! Frost's Descent, you're so kind, I love you!"

When the two returned home, Lu Qian had already removed her makeup, but hadn't washed up yet and was still wearing her school uniform.

Smelling the aroma of late-night snacks, Lu Qian immediately rushed over, eagerly pulling out chairs for the two of them to sit down, and unpacking the takeout boxes.

Besides desserts, they also bought some fried skewers and a plate of fried rice.

The three of them sat at the dining table, eating a late-night snack together and watching videos on Lu Qian's tablet, just like on previous weekend nights.

They don't eat much in the evening because they're in a rush, so they just eat dry rice to fill their stomachs.

Now, it feels more like dinner time.

They watched food videos that told human stories, experiencing the joys and sorrows of people in faraway places.

Zhou Heming had heard before that movies and novels are essentially about allowing people to experience a life they have never experienced before at the lowest cost.

The videos they're watching now are probably similar.

After dinner, Zhou Heming packed his things and went downstairs to throw them away. When he came back, Lu Qian urged him to wash up first. When he came out, he found that there was no one in the living room and the bedroom door was closed.

"what happened?"

He muttered something and opened the door.

But then they saw that Cheng Shuangjiang had also changed into Jiangcheng Middle School's uniform, her hair down, and was standing with Lu Qian.

"Why did you suddenly change your clothes?"

Zhou Heming scratched his head.

"Ah He, come and sit down."

Lu Qian waved.

Zhou Heming obediently walked over and sat down.

"Because we've been filming lately, and we've been playing each other's roles, Shuangjiang and I discussed having you distinguish between the two of us."

Lu Qian glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside her and said softly.

"Well, I can still tell the difference."

Zhou Heming was speechless.

Even if their acting skills are truly outstanding, he still couldn't possibly confuse the two people in person.

"Really."

Lu Qian smiled slyly, and Zhou Heming saw that Lu Qian had taken out an eye mask that she had used when traveling by plane or high-speed rail.

"What to do?"

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

"Of course, we should have A-He cover his eyes to distinguish them."

As Lu Qian spoke, she put the blindfold over Zhou Heming's eyes.

Zhou Heming's world was immediately plunged into darkness.

"Ah He~"

At that moment, a shout came from in front of Zhou Heming.

She resembles Cheng Shuangjiang, and also Lu Qian.

Although their everyday voices are different, this call seems to belong to neither of them, yet it is filled with a sense of longing.

"Does Ah-He know who I am?"

The sound continued.

Zhou Heming really couldn't tell them apart.

In a situation like this, would I die if I called someone by the wrong name?
Zhou Heming inexplicably thought of that "Guess Who I Am" video that used to be popular online.

I used to just watch it for fun.

Now I've become the source of amusement.

He was trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice, feeling that he would not be able to reach the other side tonight.

"Looks like Ah He can't tell the difference, hehe."

Another almost identical voice rang out from the front, seemingly the same as the one from before, yet also seemingly not.

Can't tell, can't tell at all.

When you're thinking and hesitating.

The next moment, Zhou Heming felt himself being kissed.

Warm breaths mingled, and he was enveloped in darkness, which ironically made his other senses even clearer. No wonder people say that you should close your eyes when kissing; it really does make the feeling deeper.

He didn't know whether it was Lu Qian or Cheng Shuangjiang kissing him right now. Not wanting to ruin the little romantic moment Lu Qian had carefully prepared, Zhou Heming didn't reach out to hug her.

Suddenly, another sensation enveloped Zhou Heming.

A moment later, the girl who had been kissing him moved away slightly, then leaned close to Zhou Heming's ear and gently bit his earlobe.

Who is kissing you right now?

That alluring voice was like Mephistopheles' whisper.

This made it difficult for Zhou Heming to think further.

He recalled the walls he had seen at his grandmother's house before, covered in ivy, lush and green, full of vibrant life, and the long, melodious chirping of cicadas in the summer.

An overwhelming surge of emotions welled up within me.

This has rendered Zhou Heming unable to care about humanity tonight.

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