The first day of filming required adjustment and coordination; a lack of smoothness was normal.
In any case, Zheng Zaisheng didn't understand the assistant director's pain. Things had gotten off to a good start on his end: Si You's eye acting was exactly what he wanted, and Jiang Tingxu's acting went without saying. Once the cameras rolled, he became the character.
The crew was relatively tolerant of the two young actors. Mainly Han Chengyang, of course. Feng Lu was quiet and somewhat aloof, spending most of his time studying the script alone.
At noon, the van delivering boxed lunches arrived on time.
Si You chuckled. "Let me see what we've got."
Seeing how interested he seemed, some people assumed he was hungry. That wasn't the case. He had pulled in these sponsors through much "earnest persuasion" with Fang Jin. And if Fang Jin made a move, Lu Jiatang wouldn't just stand by, so the food ought to be pretty good.
There were two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, soup, and even fruit. Si You arranged everything on the table, then took a picture and sent it to Fang Jin with a thumbs-up sticker.
Fang Jin: [Hmph.]
It wasn't a major production, so the budget was fairly generous. After taking a bite, Teacher Qian Changli sighed. "Mm! Tastes great. Of all the crews I've eaten with, this ranks in the top three!"
The fruit was mandarin oranges. They smelled sweet, but their peels were thick and hard to remove.
Han Chengyang sat at a table with the senior actors. After picking at one twice, he gave up. "It probably isn't sweet anyway."
While turning his head to speak with Zheng Zaisheng, Jiang Tingxu patiently peeled an orange. If the peel was too thick in one spot, he simply switched to another.