Shutong didn’t have her own team; she handled everything from the initial concept to post-production editing herself.
During the filming, the company sent two assistants to help her, so the filming went smoothly.
Every angle of the bride’s glance back, the groom’s innocent and nervous smile—the two reenacted their story on campus.
Shutong rarely formally told them when filming would begin, so much of the footage captured their most authentic selves.
The afternoon light was beautiful. Shutong led them to the campus grass. Students going to the cafeteria to eat couldn’t help but stop and watch this scene, and the couple began to get nervous.
Shutong told them, “I was shooting against the light, so your face isn’t very clear. Don’t be so nervous, just be yourself.”
After she finished speaking, she moved her face out from behind the camera, tilted her head, and smiled in the bride’s direction.
“Senior Sister, did you tell us in the group that you had your first date here?”
“Yeah, but it rained that day, and we were both soaked…”
Shutong: “But you two are holding hands?”
After hearing this, the bride couldn’t help but smile and look at the groom.
Shutong quickly looked back at the display screen.
The next shooting location was the cafeteria. At six o’clock, the cafeteria was bustling with people, and they mingled among the students. At nine o’clock, there was also a midnight snack in the cafeteria, and they were arguing at the cafeteria window about whether they should have sweet soup or not.
Shutong filmed everything. By the time everything was finished, it was already past ten o’clock at night.
The S University turned off the lights at eleven o’clock, so the campus was basically empty.
The bride and groom left first, while Shutong found a restaurant in front of the school to eat noodles.
She had only eaten a piece of bread at noon today and had not eaten anything at night, so she was already starving.
A bowl of ten-yuan snail noodles was quickly devoured by her.
It was strange, really; yesterday she’d been eating dinner that cost the equivalent of two houses.
Shutong was scrolling through her phone. There were many missed calls and unread messages, but she didn’t have the energy to check them one by one.
After scanning the code and preparing to leave, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
It’s Lou Yu.
He really is haunting.
Shutong took two steps back and turned to walk toward the door. Lou Yu followed her and reached out, quickly grabbing her hand.
“Can we go home now?”
“How did you know I was here?”
Shutong shook off his hand and glanced at his car parked on the side of the road. He had been there for a long time.
The thought that he might have been watching her every move brought back that deep-seated discomfort and disgust.
“Is there anything about you that I don’t know?”
Lou Yu was less aggressive than yesterday, speaking more slowly.
“It’s okay if you don’t go home. It’s too late. I’ll take you home.”
She probably didn’t know how popular she was at school. Ever since she appeared on campus, there had been posts about her on the forum.
And today’s post even trended on social media.
Shutong wanted to have a proper talk with him, so she nodded and got into the passenger seat from the other side.
She didn’t need to send heartbeat texts tonight, and she had already asked the production team for leave, so she planned to stay in her rented apartment for the night, as she had to continue filming tomorrow.
“Why don’t you use the money your family sent you?” Lou Yu asked as he started the car.
Shutong: “I can make money on my own now. I don’t want to cause any more trouble for Uncle and Aunt.”
When she first entered the Lou family, she addressed them like servants, calling them Mr. and Mrs. Lou. Later, she changed to calling them Uncle and Auntie. Therefore, she did not have a deep relationship with the Lou family, but she should also be grateful to them for providing her with excellent living and learning conditions since she was a child.
“Just accept it if it’s yours. No one will say anything to you.”
“Maybe I just don’t think it’s mine.”
Both of them fell silent.
Lou Yu’s mood was always changeable, and Shutong had no idea what was going on, but she didn’t want to guess either.
Shutong looked down at the material shot today, and the finished product was already swirling in her mind. She just wanted to get back and edit it as quickly as possible.
The university town was quite remote, so it was half an hour later when she returned to her rented place.
Shutong wanted to get out of the car, but Lou Yu stopped her.
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