Chapter 691
White Paparazzi, Don't Mess Around
Jiang Yang nodded.
A system notification suddenly sounded in his mind: [Liu Haochun's directing skills have improved; you have received corresponding feedback.]
Jiang Yang looked up and gazed at the filming area, his eyes sweeping over the director's area, and he immediately spotted Liu Haochun.
She was sitting quietly in a chair next to the monitor, her posture upright, with two books open in front of her.
One of them was a notebook, its cover slightly wrinkled from being turned over. Inside, it was filled with dense handwriting, containing the key points that Liu Haochun had carefully recorded when he taught her how to direct. Even the details of camera movement and the techniques for controlling the emotions of actors that he casually mentioned were written down in it, along with simple camera diagrams drawn next to them.
The other book was "How to Become a Director," which he had been reading in the RV. Liu Haochun was frowning slightly as she flipped through the book, comparing it with the contents of her notebook. She would occasionally pick up a pen to add annotations to the notebook, her expression focused and serious, as if the noise around her had nothing to do with her.
Zhou Hao, standing next to Liu Haochun, was holding a walkie-talkie, staring intently at the monitor, completely absorbed in directing the scene.
He mimicked Jiang Yang's earlier actions, his gaze fixed on the screen, his tone calm, occasionally issuing instructions into the walkie-talkie: "Camera crew, zoom in a little more, focus on Tian Xiwei's face, capture the emotions in her eyes, don't rush, take it slow!"
"Lighting crew, turn the soft light up a little more, avoid the shadows on her face, and keep the image clear!"
I strive to match Jiang Yang's style and dare not make any arbitrary additions of my own.
Tian Xiwei was fully immersed in filming. She was wearing the white dress from the drama, her long hair was loosely tied up, and she had a shy smile on her face. She was slowly walking towards the camera as Zhou Hao instructed.
With his eyes lowered and his pace slowed, he recited his lines in a natural tone.
Her eyes slowly rose in sync with the rhythm of the lines, her gaze full of liveliness and tenderness, perfectly capturing the essence of Zhang Xuan's character.
During breaks in filming, there was no relaxation. They would either silently recite their lines from the script or practice their expressions in front of thin air. They would ponder over even the slightest change in their eyes, never being perfunctory in the slightest.
At the edge of the rest area not far away, Zhao Lushi stood quietly with her arms crossed, her eyes focused on the filming in the center of the set, her expression calm.
She was still holding her script in her hand.
Her scenes will be filmed in the afternoon.
Although I didn't participate in the filming, I was still paying close attention to every detail on set.
The props team members were squatting to the side, carefully organizing the books, backpacks and other props that would be used next, counting the number as they organized, afraid of missing anything.
The sound recording team, with their recording equipment, were scattered throughout the set, carefully adjusting the equipment parameters and testing the recording effect from time to time to ensure that the actors' lines and the surrounding natural sound effects could be clearly recorded during filming.
The lighting crew circled the shooting area, adjusting the angle and brightness of the lights. Some held up softboxes, while others adjusted the lighting equipment, all with focused expressions.
The crew members moved back and forth on set, carrying props and cleaning up debris to ensure a clean shooting environment.
"Baby, you go first. I need to keep things under control for a bit. I'll be right back." Jiang Yang said to Yang Ying in a calm tone, deliberately suppressing the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them. He glanced at Huang Xiaoming, who was still on the phone not far away.
Yang Ying nodded, her face still bearing a gentle yet slightly ambiguous smile.
She walked gracefully towards the RV, and halfway there she turned back to give Jiang Yang a flirtatious wink, her voice soft and sweet: "I'll be waiting for you, Xiao Jiang."
The implication in his tone was almost undisguised.
She was certain that Jiang Yang would go along with her wishes and accompany her to talk about serious matters in the RV.
As soon as Yang Ying walked away, a figure rushed over.
Bai Lu wore a crisp white T-shirt and light blue denim shorts, her hair tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate face, looking pure and lively.
She tiptoed and gently poked Jiang Yang's side with her finger, the touch light and teasing, then deliberately used a high-pitched, affected voice, mimicking Yang Ying's earlier coquettish tone, drawing out her words: "I'll be waiting for you, Xiao Jiang~"
The tone was imitated perfectly, even the ambiguity in the eyes and brows was captured flawlessly.
After saying that, she quickly took two steps to stand on the other side of Jiang Yang, deliberately put on a stern face, lowered her voice, and imitated Jiang Yang's usual tone in a rough voice, shouting, "What are you waiting for me for?"
Her stiff and deliberate manner almost made her laugh out loud, but she still forced herself to remain serious.
Then, she immediately turned around, gently twisting her waist and deliberately placing her hands on her waist, switching back to Yang Ying's demeanor. Her tone was ambiguous and teasing as she whispered in Jiang Yang's ear, "Wait until you get in the RV and stab me..."
Just as she was learning this, Jiang Yang covered her mouth.
The warmth of his palm pressed tightly against her lips.
Jiang Yang lowered his voice and cursed, "Do you think you'll die if you don't talk? Do you think you'll die if you don't talk?"
She glanced around warily, afraid that Bai Lu's words might have been overheard by others.
"You'd go crazy from holding it in!"
Bai Lu struggled and finally broke free from Jiang Yang's grasp.
He rubbed his lips, which were sore from being covered.
The warmth of Jiang Yang's palm still lingered at the corner of her mouth.
"Nobody's watching this side, and the walkie-talkie's off. What are you afraid of? Just tell me, did I hit the nail on the head? Are you feeling guilty? Are you really planning to do something naughty with Sister Yang Ying in the RV?"
As she spoke, she moved even closer.
His eyes were fixed intently on Jiang Yang's eyes.
Jiang Yang was speechless when she asked him that question.
Seeing her gossipy expression, my anger flared up again.
Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped Bai Lu's buttocks accurately.
A crisp snap.
Jiang Yang felt a soft and elastic touch in his palm; Bai Lu's buttocks weren't particularly perky.
It's very firm.
Even through the thin denim shorts, you can clearly feel the smoothness.
Unlike the stiffness of someone who has practiced deliberately, she possessed a unique softness that made Jiang Yang pause subconsciously. A strange feeling welled up in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.
Bai Lu's body stiffened abruptly, and she subconsciously staggered forward a small step.
He quickly covered his buttocks with both hands.
The pain wasn't severe.
A tingling sensation spread from her buttocks, shooting up her spine, making her gasp involuntarily.
His brows were furrowed tightly, and his lips were slightly pursed.
Her cheeks were flushed.
Half of it was painful, and the other half was embarrassing.
After all, it was on set, and even though no one was around, being slapped on the butt by Jiang Yang in public still made her feel a little embarrassed.
She tiptoed, sticking her buttocks out slightly, trying to relieve the tingling pain, while hissing softly and twisting her body slightly.
The silence lasted only a few seconds before Bai Lu recovered, clutching her bottom and looking up: "You hit me? You actually dared to hit me? I'm going to tell Huang Xiaoming right now, so he'll know you bullied me and even tried to sleep with his wife."
As she spoke, she made a move to walk in Huang Xiaoming's direction.
He deliberately slowed his pace, his eyes secretly glancing at Jiang Yang.
She was clearly threatening him on purpose, trying to see if Jiang Yang would stop her.
"I'm going to teach Baby to sing and give her a song. Maybe I'll have other collaborations with them in the future. Don't overthink it or mess around," Jiang Yang explained.
He knew Bai Lu's personality; if he didn't explain things clearly, this girl might actually reveal something, and then things would get really messy.
"I believe what Hao Chun says, and I believe what Ruo Nan says, but I don't believe a single word you, you old lecher, say!"
Bai Lu pouted and said firmly, "I don't care, I'm going to tell Huang Xiaoming right now that I'm going to expose this. I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't release this explosive news."
"I..." Jiang Yang was about to continue explaining, but suddenly stopped.
Why did he need to explain to Bailu?
The paparazzi's mind is always filled with gossip and breaking news. Trying to reason with her is like talking to a brick wall. The way to subdue her is actually very simple: just teach her a lesson and make her behave.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yang's eyes darkened, and he stopped talking nonsense.
He grabbed Bai Lu's arm and dragged her toward an empty house not far away.
That room was originally an empty classroom near the film set, which the production crew temporarily rented and partitioned off to serve as a temporary prop storage room and rest room.
There were quite a few things piled up inside that would be needed for filming later.
A row of desks and chairs leaning against the wall.
Several chairs were moved to the middle of the room, and some props for filming were placed on them.
There were a few old textbooks, several schoolbags, and some posters and decorations to set up the classroom.
Several spare lighting equipment and a few recording devices were piled up in the corner, all of which would be used to film the classroom scene later.
There was a small dressing table next to it, with several boxes of cosmetics and wigs on it, which were used for touch-ups and styling changes for the actors.
Jiang Yang closed the door behind him, shutting out the noise from outside. The room became quiet, with only the sound of their breathing remaining.
He released his grip on Bai Lu's arm, looked at her seriously, and said in a warning tone, "You want to mess with me, huh?"
Bai Lu was dragged in by him, but instead of being afraid, she felt a sense of amusement.
She knew Jiang Yang very well what kind of person he was.
Her acting is good.
He acted quite fiercely.
The color is really good.
But at most, he would slap her buttocks and pluck a few hairs.
Furthermore, if we were going to do it, we would have done it long ago.
She deliberately took a step back, crossed her arms, tilted her chin up, and said provocatively, "Boss, are you trying to sexually harass me? You're so lewd! Come on, if you harass me, I'll compete with Chao Yue for the lead role in this movie. I want to be the female lead too! Otherwise, I'll keep leaking information and expose your affair with Sister Yang Ying!"
As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, adopting a "what's the use of trying" attitude.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill on her bottom, and a cold sensation ran up her thigh, making her shiver involuntarily. Looking down, she realized that Jiang Yang had pulled her denim shorts down halfway, revealing white cartoon underwear underneath. The underwear had a cute little rabbit printed on it, which was a stark contrast to her usual carefree personality, exuding a girlish innocence.
Bai Lu froze instantly, her eyes widening. The playfulness and provocation on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by astonishment and panic.
Is the dog boss serious?!
He really is a lecherous old man. He said he wouldn't sleep with her, but now he's actually going to make a move on her.
Was she about to go into battle? She instinctively tried to pull up her pants, but Jiang Yang grabbed her wrist, rendering her immobile.
Ignoring her panic, Jiang Yang reached out and grabbed Bai Lu's buttocks with much more force than when he slapped her earlier. He could clearly feel the delicate and firm texture on his fingertips.
Soft yet slightly elastic, the skin was warm and bouncy to the touch, unlike the blurry feeling through pants. The real touch made Jiang Yang's fingertips pause slightly, and a strange ripple stirred in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it, his tone still fierce: "You want to mess with me, huh?"
"Ouch, that hurts! I'm done, I'm done."
Bai Lu was pulled until she grimaced.
He gasped in pain, "Ouch! You pulled on the fur! Jiang Yang, be gentle, you're going to pull it off!"
Jiang Yang didn't stop.
"Boss dog is ripping off the paparazzi, Jiang Yang. I knew you'd make your move on me sooner or later. You old pervert just can't resist. If you're so capable, then don't stop. Sister Baby is my idol, and I can't let her suffer. Come at me instead of bullying her."
After saying that, Bai Lu turned around and hugged Jiang Yang's waist tightly with both arms.
Her head was buried in his chest, her cheek pressed against his clothes.
You can clearly feel his body temperature and faint aura.
Immediately afterwards, she raised her hand, her fingertips trembling, and reached out to undo Jiang Yang's belt.
Jiang Yang was held tightly in her arms, and he could clearly feel her soft body pressed against his. Her soft breasts brushed against his arms, and her warm breath sprayed on his chest, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl. He could also feel the touch of her fingertips frantically touching him. That close contact made Jiang Yang a little flustered.
He instinctively tried to push her away, but she hugged him even tighter.
He could clearly feel Bailu's heartbeat, rapid and strong, transmitted to him through the thin clothes.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Yang shuddered in fright.
He quickly pulled his hand away from her buttocks and pushed her away forcefully: "What's wrong with you?"
Bai Lu was pushed away by him, but she was not discouraged.
Instead, she took another step forward, her eyes glazed over, looking at Jiang Yang with an ambiguous and provocative tone: "Come on, boss, the atmosphere's just right."
As she spoke, she straightened her chest.
Lean forward.
This brought the two of them closer once again.
This allowed Jiang Yang to clearly sense her presence.
"Hey, you white paparazzi, don't do anything rash! Hao Chun is right outside!"
Jiang Yang reached out to stop her.
Upon hearing this...
Bai Lu's heart skipped a beat.
The dog boss keeps bringing up Hao Chun.
It's as if Hao Chun has a switch on; whenever Jiang Yang is bullied, Hao Chun is the first to step in and fight back.
She had only casually made a comment about Jiang Yang before, and Liu Haochun had already kicked her. (End of Chapter)