My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 275 3408's Last Night Talk
Because the sheets and quilts in the rental house needed to be repurchased, and the clothes and luggage of the two of them were not packed in time, so at nightfall, Wen Liang and He Tianran both returned to the school dormitory, preparing to pack everything up the next day. The day of living together officially started.

Since the winter vacation was going to be in a few days, some students in the school who arranged the departmental examinations early went home early to prepare for the New Year. The usually lively male dormitory building became much cooler.

He Tianran opened the door of the dormitory, Cai Jueming was cleaning the lens of his camera, while Hu Yue was lying on the bed, looking half dead.

"You two, I didn't see you two playing games when I came back. It's rare."

He Tianran closed the door, took off his coat, walked to his chair and sat down, kicked off his sneakers, took off his socks and threw them into the laundry bucket under the sink, and then comfortably changed into a pair of slippers.

"Oh, worry~"

Cai Jueming sighed, put down the 35mm fixed-focus lens with the red circle in his hand, and said, "Director He, have you handed in the final assignment for your directing department?"

He Tianran immediately replied, "I've handed it over."

Cai Jueming was taken aback: "Ah? What did you pay? I've seen you playing bands every day recently, and you still have the mind to shoot things?"

"Fuck, our final assignment is to record a short film. I handed in a video about the status quo of Hong Kong City Band's existence. It's been a month since I filmed it. I remember what I told you..."

"...Who knows if you're just throwing dog food or you're really filming something! You didn't have any homework for a short film?"

He Tianran shook his head: "It's troublesome, in the words of old man Chen, we youngsters may not even be able to film a good life, filming a woolen plot story, so the plot homework may have to wait until the next semester or college. Second, what about your photography department?"

Cai Jueming was weak, "Test light and shadow..."

He Tianran asked: "Photo or video? With characters?"

"Yes, there is no requirement for the character, but I asked Gu Ling to be a model for me a few days ago, and I will show you..."

After all, Cai Jueming picked up his notebook, walked up to He Tianran, and played the short video he took of Gu Ling or a few repaired photos.

He Tianran didn't finish watching the movie, anyway, it's the kind of online celebrity-style emotional short film, and it's hard to see why it's accompanied by music. As for the photos, it's all about the cute sugar water film that shows the beauty of girls .

He Tianran smiled and said, "Can you restrain the color palette of this Japanese filter? Where is the light and shadow? You are engaged in salon photography, and the group of 'old artists' in your photography department can show you if they see it." Strange."

"I know...I know...I'm not worried...Tomorrow I'll take another set of scenery..."

After receiving He Ranran's comment, Cai Jueming put away the notebook, already having a decision in his heart about his homework level.

"I see you, you just want to take this opportunity to take pictures of Gu Ling, now it's all right, you're making yourself feel bad."

He Tianran made a joke, and at this moment, a long sigh suddenly came from above his head...

"Hey……"

He followed the sound and looked up, and saw Hu Yue's lower body lying on the bed, his back leaning against the wall, his glasses drooping on the bridge of his nose, his head tilted to the side, and an arm hanging down from the edge of the bed alone. The famous painting "The Death of Marat" by Jacques-Louis David.

He Ranran was dumbfounded, "Xiucai... what's wrong with you? Don't write novels anymore? Get up and type!"

"I'm worried, Hu Xiucai just exploded..."

Cai Jueming explained something aside, returned to his seat, picked up the Xuanhe door on his desk, and handed one to He Tianran to help light the fire. He also began to swallow his clouds and continued:
"He had to write a novel, and he also had to write the final homework for their drama. Under the double pressure, the grades of the novel were avalanche, and the homework was sent back. Couldn't it just blow up..."

"what--!"

Hu Yue let out a weak scream, then turned over, like a sick and dying patient, begging He Tianran:

"Director He, please write it for me...I feel like my whole inspiration has been drained, it's been hollowed out, every drop is gone, I can't squeeze it out..."

"Let me help you write something. What is your homework?" He Tianran refused decisively and asked curiously.

"Write a script for a variety show, draw up your own scenes, no less than [-] words..."

"..."

He Ranran laughed at this homework, "Oh, the questions you majored in drama and literature are quite foreign, and you are really advancing with the times. Aren't you able to code tens of thousands of words every day? What a joke."

"Can this be the same? It's different! It's not about word count, it's about quality!"

Hu Yue jumped off the bed, snatched the cigarette case from Cai Jueming's hand, and lit one for himself.

He Tianran swept his gaze, sat down and said cautiously: "It seems that the two of you have been in dire straits recently."

"That's right! We also want to be like you, Director He, earning a small amount of money every day, singing ditties, and the most important thing is to be accompanied by a beautiful woman. We are in the cold winter, but our hearts are in the midsummer... Digging, with this environment, what kind of homework can I shoot?" Don't come out!"

Cai Jueming sat down with Hu Yue, jokingly, the latter played He Ranran's VLOG on his mobile phone, turned the volume to the maximum, and said with a sad face:

"I'm probably sick. Since the release of Director He and Sister Liang's video, I've been tossing and turning in bed every time I watch it. For some reason, the dogs on the street started barking non-stop, and I followed Call together."

Cai Jueming nodded solemnly beside him: "Hey, Mr. Hu, when you quit the literary world, I was the one who yelled the most with you!"

"..."

With such a pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks on the stall, He Tianran clenched his fists tightly, with goosebumps all over his body, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Oh, I'm sorry. If you have anything to say, hurry up and talk about it. If you are so eccentric and beat around the bush, believe it or not, I will do something to you when you are sleeping tonight?"

Immediately, Hu and Cai restrained their expressions, and Cai Jueming said first:

"Director, Gu Ling will go home for the New Year tomorrow, and I have no one left! You have a lot of contacts, help me find some acting girls who are still in school to be models..."

"Didn't you just say that you want to take pictures of scenery?"

"With you around, I still have a good time..."

He Tianran pretended to fight, but Cai Jueming immediately changed his tone and flattered: "Don't, don't, don't do it, why don't you do it? Pointing out, it’s not that you don’t know, when the two of us took photography classes, those old artists admired you!”

He Ranran sneered: "Heh, well, it's my business now, and I'll help you with homework across majors as co-author, right?"

Cai Jueming patted his thigh, and said, "Director He, are you out of touch? Filming and directing, photography and directing are brother professions that can never be separated from the weight. What's more, what is the relationship between us? We are Half-brother! Right, bro!"

If this guy doesn't talk about cross talk, his authentic Beijing accent is really in vain.

He Tianran was too lazy to look at Cai Jueming, he said to Hu Yue: "He is so shameless, scholar, you will definitely save me some trouble, right?"

"That's right, Dad! Why am I asking you to worry about it in the future!" Hu Yuezhang came, and even pulled Cai Jueming, and said shamelessly, "Second Dad, what do you think?"

"..."

"..."

Well, the three people in this dormitory are really shameless compared to each other.

He Tianran pinched his eyebrows and said without temper:

"I really can't help you with your variety show script, you should solve it yourself...By the way, isn't your novel well written, why did it suddenly collapse?"

Hu Yue hesitated to speak, but Cai Jueming said, "Director He, you read his novel last time and said you didn't like it."

"Yeah, it was a few months ago, no, I didn't say I didn't like it, I meant that I wasn't his audience."

Cai Jueming was furious, and he got angry when he mentioned it: "Since you read his novel last time, he has been emotional. Do you know that his writing style has changed now, and he insists on full of tragedies in it? ... You said, this is not for me... Bah, for the readers to feed Shet!"

(End of this chapter)