That's enough.

Aren't you afraid of being discovered by these students?

How will we explain this then?

Fang Yifan would never do such a thing.

How could it possibly be called export?

Seeing that he was really upset, Su Chen patted his shoulder and sighed, "If you really don't want to call me Dad, I won't make things difficult for you. Just give this script to someone else."

"I believe many people will call me by name because of this script."

1099: I don't even dare to drink water while taking photos.

Although Fang Yifan really didn't want to call Su Chen "Dad" here.

But there is no way.

Why is it that the guy he was originally playing in this movie was the son?

You have to agree, whether you like it or not.

Not to mention that Su Chen called him over. He had no way to repay this kindness, so calling him "father" was no big deal.

Fang Yifan thought to himself.

After figuring it out, she stopped worrying and followed Wang Yidi to get dressed.

He put on his clothes and exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, is this a costume? It's so heavy!"

The teacher next to him walked over, glanced at the clothes, and touched them with his hand.

Take a breath.

"The quality of this outfit is amazing. It doesn't look like an ordinary costume at all. Could it be real?"

Wang Yidi said smugly, "Of course it's true, no, it can't be said to be true."

Fang Yifan was intrigued by his question: "Is it true or false?"

"Oh dear, this outfit is definitely not real, but our director insisted on making it strictly based on reality, so it's both real and not real~".

Wang Yidi got confused by the end, but she managed to explain the situation in a general way.

Fang Yifan held the clothes up to him: "Simply put, you mean this suit, although not as effective as the protective suits in reality, is the same weight."

Wang Yidi nodded: "That's right, that's exactly it. According to the director, this is the kind of texture we want."

Fang Yifan was helpless.

At the same time, I also became somewhat curious about this drama.

A science fiction film.

Can a director who is meticulous about props and his partner create some chemistry when they work together?

If this show really becomes a hit.

He really should thank the director for his persistence.

But right now I just want to curse.

It took Fang Yifan more than ten minutes to get his friend to help him put on his clothes.

After putting them on, I stretched my arms and muscles and felt okay; they weren't too restrictive.

But he soon discovered a problem.

It seems like I can't use the toilet while wearing this outfit.

Neither the big nor the small ones.

"Wang Yidi, how do I go to the toilet here? I don't think I put anything like soy sauce or zippers in here."

Wang Yidi chuckled to herself, but when she heard Feng Yifan's question, she turned around and said innocently, "Didn't you go to the toilet before you put on the clothes? This thick protective suit is for sheltering from the wind and snow. Have you ever seen anyone go to the toilet outside in minus eighty degrees Celsius weather?"

Wang Yidi's words were reasonable and well-founded, but if Fang Yifan hadn't seen the smile on his face, he probably would have been fooled as well.

"...Just tell me honestly, is it impossible to use the toilet with this outfit?"

“Of course there is, otherwise what would we do?” Wang Yidi looked at him: “It seems that boys usually prepare a bottle inside, so when they need to go to the toilet, they can find a place to relieve themselves.”

Fang Yifan: ? ? ? ? ?

"What about you girls? You can't be like us, can you?"

Fang Yifan had thought it through very clearly: girls are more troublesome than boys, and they would definitely feel embarrassed, so he decided to resolve it this way.

He'll just follow whatever method Wang Yidi tells him to use.

It's better than him filming while everyone else waits for him, and then he runs off to the side to shake it off.

That would be too embarrassing.

If the director releases the behind-the-scenes footage, he'll lose all face.

Wang Yidi looked at him with a serious expression.

"When we need to film these kinds of scenes, we don't drink water for half a day beforehand," Yong said.

1100: Where is Su Chen? He's vanished without a trace.

Seeing how casually Wang Yidi spoke, one might think it was something very casual.

Fan Yifan is going crazy.

He drank a lot of water along the way and hasn't gone to the toilet yet.

If this were actually made into a movie...

Wouldn't it be enough if he had a lot of questions?

"No, no, I need to take my clothes off quickly and go to the bathroom. What if we have to start filming?"

"Hey, you, the male lead, come over here right now, it's time to film your scene."

Fang Yifan: !!! !!! !!! !!!

"Hahahaha! I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter! Director Fang Yifan is calling you, 290, why aren't you going yet?" Wang Yidi clutched her stomach and laughed heartily; this scene was just too hilarious.

Fang Yifan stared blankly at Guo Fan: "Director, which movie you're filming now is going to be one where we're wearing protective suits?"

Fang Yifan still had a sliver of expectation and hope in his heart.

Guo Fan came to her side, looked him up and down, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

“Now that you’re all dressed up, let’s make good use of this and finish filming your scenes in the protective suit as soon as possible. That way, it won’t be too difficult for you in the future. It takes 10 to 20 minutes to put on this suit each time, and it’s quite troublesome to take it off.”

"Your friend should know this too."

Wang Yidi nodded repeatedly beside her, and kept smiling.

Completely forgetting that she had tricked Fang Yifan so badly that he hadn't even gone to the toilet, she put on the protective suit.

Soon we'll be watching his performance of holding in his pee.

Fang Yifan gritted his teeth: "Then can we film the scenes without protective suits first? I don't mind if it takes another twenty minutes to put them on tomorrow."

Since Fang Yifan has said that, how could Guo Fan not understand what he means?

But Guo Fan isn't the kind of director who's very rigid.

He stepped forward and said, "You are Fang Yifan, right? I think this protagonist is very similar to you. He can definitely be a starting point for your life. You have to work hard and strive. You should know that a person's success is not accidental, but inevitable."

"If you don't hold this pee in your bladder, how will you know how good your body is? Keep it up! Everyone's already wearing protective suits, even Uncle Da is wearing one. You don't want to say that your body is worse than Uncle Da's, do you?"

Wang Yidi stared wide-eyed at the director, never expecting that he would not only be good at attracting investment, but also at ripping people off.

Guo Fan certainly didn't want the prop costume he had worked so hard to buy to be contaminated, so he found a mineral water bottle next to him and handed it to Fang Yifan.

He took off his helmet and then put the bottle inside.

Fang Yifan was helpless.

We have no choice but to accept this reality.

Wang Yidi, who was standing to the side, was almost laughing his head off, but he also had a role in the scene, so he had to go along.

I ran into Deng Xiaoqi on the way.

"Didi, what are you laughing at? Why are you so happy?"

"Fang Yifan put on the protective suit without even going to the bathroom. Now the scenes we're filming will be quite a show soon."

Upon hearing this, Deng Xiaoqi, who was originally planning to go to the lounge to rest, suddenly didn't want to go back. She stood aside, found a place to sit down, and watched them film.

Fang Yifan's psychological trauma has been compounded.

Fortunately, Su Chen wasn't there.

Otherwise, the psychological trauma will be maximized.

correct.

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