Chapter 222 An Chen, happy seventeenth birthday
Other places are preparing meticulously in order, but something went wrong on the set.
Originally thought that the filming of Wia's scene would take a while, but An Chen was not affected by the injury at all, and his performance was as stable as ever.
In order to delay time, Xia Jin could only keep taking pictures of various details, and then kept re-shooting. In the end, Xia Jin felt a bit nitpicking.
"Stuck!" Xia Jin really couldn't find any other problems with this scene, so he could only continue to think of other methods.
"Chen'er, go get your makeup done, change into clean costumes, and let's shoot a few promotional videos." Xia Jin can only use this as an excuse, although it's strange to use this as an excuse.
Although An Chen didn't understand why he had to shoot at night, he obediently changed into it.
After each record, there was a long pause, and it didn't last long. Fu Yanxing also took the opportunity to contact Ji Xuan, and then received some things from Ji Xuan.
"Chen'er, Ji Xuan asked you to record a few IDs. After today's filming is over, you can change your clothes back first, then do your hairstyle and paint your outfit." Fu Yanxing hurriedly helped Xia Jin out of the siege.
This matter kills two birds with one stone, Ji Xuan has already saved a lot of IDs, there are festival blessings, and event promotions, anyway, Ji Xuan sent all kinds of things over.
Fu Yanxing was also thankful that there were other clothes of An Chen in the car, otherwise it would be a bit strange to wear the same set of clothes to record IDs that were screened at different times.
Fu Yanxing also specifically went to tell the makeup artist to slow down, and Xia Jin also explained to the hair stylist.
Finally, finally, the time finally dragged on to eleven o'clock. The banquet hall was ready, and Fu Yanxing asked An Chen to remove his makeup, planning to take An Chen back.
It was already eleven thirty-five when we arrived at the hotel entrance, Ji Xuan and Ling Han were waiting at the door, pretending nothing happened.
"Brother, are you done talking?"
"The talk is over, this cooperation is not very good, we will not accept it." Ji Xuan said with a guilty conscience.
"I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet tonight." An Chen said as he walked.
"Go back to the room first and put away the things, we'll go to eat later." There is still a short period of time, and we still have to lure An Chen back to the room.
Ji Xuan, Ling Han, and Fu Yanxing each found some reason to delay for a while. During this process, the three of them never let An Chen see the time, otherwise it would be too deliberate.
"Chenchen, I'm going to eat. I ordered a meal at the hotel." At 11:53, the three of them took An Chen out of the room.
"Isn't the restaurant below?" An Chen looked at the upward elevator and asked.
"Ah, this hotel also has a restaurant above it, which serves desserts." Ling Han was already in the state of "opening his eyes and talking nonsense".
"Xiao Chen, this way." Before the time came, Ji Xuan took An Chen on a detour.
"Is it here? The decoration of this restaurant is so strange."
"That's it, let's go, I ordered something you like to eat." Fu Yanxing and An Chen said.
An Chen was still more interested in food, so he didn't ask any further questions, and just opened the door and walked in.
"Why don't you turn on the lights in the restaurant?" It was pitch black inside, and only a little light from the crack of the door was instantly blocked.
An Chen was still wondering why no one spoke. Suddenly, the lights came on, and there were a few bangs, and countless ribbons fell down.
"An Chen! Happy Seventeenth Birthday!" The voice rang in his ears.
The time is exactly twelve o'clock.
All the things and people you meet will teach you something, but you don’t need to change yourself for others, the unexpected warmth will always meet you.
(end of this chapter)