C19 There Seems to be a Problem with the Phone

Qin Yi said with a calm expression. He didn't panic at all. He even turned his head and asked in a deep voice, "Am I right?"

Tang Xun nodded.

It was indeed true.

Director,... "" Don't think that I didn't see the threat in your eyes.

The old professor watched from the side for a while and said, "I wonder how much you know about fashion design?"

Qin Yi said, "I've read books on this."

There was a little ancestor who loved fashion design at home. He might not be proficient in it, but at least his basic knowledge was very solid.

As for Yan Shi...

"I just rushed back from overseas and didn't have time to pay attention to it." As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

If there wasn't Tang Xun, who was still a student, here, her actions could be considered cute. Now, the director looked at his actions and silently turned his head away.

"Although our plot is related to clothing design, it's very little," the director explained. "We won't mess around."

The old professor straightened his neck and refuted, "This kind of perfunctory attitude towards academics is disrespect to the classroom. I don't even care about teaching."

The director,... "" He was still being taught a lesson by the teacher despite his age.

The smell was a little complicated.

"Tang Xun," the professor shouted sternly. "Remember, you can't insult the knowledge you have learned. You can't lose face in the University of Nan."

Tang Xun said, "I know."

Southern University, which was famous for its foundation, taught many talents that were renowned both in and out of the country. Even if they were to film, the professor would definitely not let anyone pollute this century-old academy.

The professor went in with his hands behind his back, leaving the director who was holding the script and talking to him with a flushed face.

Lovers of Time used an inverted method to tell the story of a couple from their school uniform to their wedding dress. There were not many twists and turns. After all, Qin Yi would not act as the retarded Marisu.

The director quietly changed the script a little. "Hsiao Yan sneaked in from the back door because she was late and sat beside Mu Zhan. When the professor asked the question, Lin Qiao answered the wrong question and was scolded."

Yan Shi held her palm and tried to be calm as she asked, "Didn't Lin Qiao answer wrongly?"

"You saw it too." The director pointed to the podium helplessly. "The professor can't let go of it. Besides, it doesn't make much of a difference whether he changes or not. Now, isn't the little girl eating the crap out of the students and the bookworm?"

Xiang said,... "Did you forget that the male lead is also a student in name only. He just came to another classroom to sleep."

Yes, Qin Yi was playing Mu Zhan. Due to his aloof personality, he did not wake up after the last lesson. He just continued sleeping in other people's classrooms.

It was a suffocating operation.

Director, " Oh, I see. "

There was no change in his tone. He even wanted to punch Xiang, who had broken the stage.

...

The photographer aimed the camera at the back seat and saw that Qiaoqiao and the others were in a more attractive position. He purposely gave them a few more close-up shots.

Qin Yi was lying on the table. Beside him was Tang Xun, who was seriously reading a book and had a cold expression on her face.

Some students secretly turned around to look. Somehow, they felt that it was very cosplay. Whether it was appearance or personality, they seemed to be very compatible.

In fact, Tang Xun's fingers that were holding the pages were already starting to sweat. She tried her best but was unable to concentrate.

Her phone was placed beside her right hand. Suddenly, it vibrated crazily.

The buzzing sound was very clear in the classroom.

The professor wanted to get angry, but when he saw that it was Tang Xun, his expression instantly changed. He subconsciously shouted, "It's fine. Tang Xun, you can come back after you answer the phone."

The director who was forced to stop filming,... ""

I really had no f * cking idea.

Three or four cameras were aimed at Tang Xun. If one were to look closely, one would be able to see that her fingers were shaking.

She combed her hair by her ear and said, "I'm fine."

The phone screen unwillingly dimmed.

Ann Binn, who was in front, recalled Tang Xun's phone screen and frowned.

There seemed to be something wrong with the phone.

The director smiled awkwardly and politely and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry. Tang Xun's role is called Lin Qiao. Yan Shi is Hsiao Yan. Qin Yi is Mu Zhan."

The professor blew his beard and glared at him. "You look down on my memory?"

The director said, "I dare not. I dare not."

Who could make sense of a conditioned reflex?

Under the director's instructions, the cameraman silently stood beside the professor and acted as the Mode emoticon.

Yan Shi sat on the right side of the two and maintained the best angle. The light from outside the window shone in. Her starry eyes and red lips were elegant and gentle.

"Lin Qiao, where do you think the biggest failure of this dress is?"

The professor pulled out a design picture. Layers of formal dress dresses, under the lights of the show, emitted a faint blue light. It was the medieval Gothic style.

"It is sold in the name of the formal dress, but its style is a ceremonial dress."

"Yes, the Gothic style uses the art theme of darkness, fear, loneliness, and despair. It interacts with the holy and evil of the inner world, depicting the struggle between love and despair, the pain and clarity of screaming."

"It mainly represents elements such as bats, roses, ancient castles, crows and crosses. Blood, black cats, church cemeteries, and so on."

The professor enlarged the picture, and the details of the skirt material became clearer.

The smooth fabric could be seen with beautiful and complex patterns embroidered on it.

Such a classroom was much more interesting than usual. Without the director's special instructions, all the students stared at the professor without blinking.

"Design is not restricted by rules and regulations. Any inspiration from you can create it. There are a variety of design styles. I hope that you can do whatever you want without limiting your imagination..."

"Hsiao Yan, tell me about this one again." With that, the professor changed the picture to an ancient phoenix coronet and gown. "What's so special about the patterns and fabric on this one?"

... ""

What material design? She only knew that it was a wedding dress.

Qin Yi, who should have come out to protect her in time, was lying there motionlessly.

The director held his forehead and resigned himself to his fate.

"The Xia Dynasty Robe is a ribbon that is draped from his shoulders to his chest. It is made of silk. It is decorated with all kinds of patterns, with a triangle at both ends. At the bottom of the ribbon is a pendant made of gold or jade, "Tang Xun suddenly said.

Every word was clear.

In her sleeves, Yan Shi clenched her fists. Her nails pierced her palms so hard that she did not show any signs of discomfort.

Qin Yi did not know when he sat up straight. He held the pen and did not know what he was writing.

Tang Xun took a look before sitting down. The tip of her ear quietly turned red.

Do you want to wear a wedding dress or a Chinese wedding dress when you get married?

She pursed her lips and pretended not to see it.

The director had a complicated expression on his face. He stared at Qin Yi, who only cared about his wife, and wanted to throw the script on his face.

Did you eat the promised professionalism?

Dog sh * t.

This scene was beyond recognition.

Qin Yi, on the other hand, spoke confidently.

"Under such circumstances, it would be the greatest embarrassment for me to appear."

After leaving the classroom, Qin Yi returned to his lazy and boneless appearance. Not only did he not repent, he even said, "There will be a next time for this kind of thing."

The director,... ""

Pull out the knife.

Yan Shi followed behind silently. The silence was heartbreaking.

As the only two girls in the crew, Tang Shi maintained a 50cm distance from her and walked side by side.

"Did you and Mr Yi know each other before?" Yan Shi's voice was very gentle and delicate. It was very easy to gain favorable impression from her.

Tang Xun looked down at the road and said, "What's wrong?"