Nan Yan's heartbeat missed.

"You...I...Mr. Chen..."

Nan Yan unconsciously returned to the name he had been very unfamiliar. Before she could continue talking, Chen Jungu immediately interrupted her and smiled: "I almost forgot that we are divorced."

Chen Jungu said easily: "Then don't coax your husband or landlord."

Can't press on it anymore.

Chen Jungu knew very well what the change of Nan Yan's title meant, so he made a quick decision to take a step back.

The man leaning against the wall smiled at the corner of his lips, which was more of a joke than the aggrieved moment.

It's easy to see that it was a joke just now.

Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "You are really good at joking, and you are playing with me."

"Yes, you are even more unhappy than me, so of course you have to coax it."

Chen Jungu waited for Nan Yan to wash his school uniform, put the information on the coffee table and read it one by one, and glanced at Nan Yan.

"Are you very unhappy?"

Nan Yan curled up on the sofa with his pillow in his arms, pondering: "It's not considered unhappy, it can only be considered... unknown nervousness?"

The man from Dongling was completely unreasonable. In addition to common sense, Nan Yan can only know that Dongling has become obsessed with Xiaodielan, but no one knows what this obsession will turn into.

To be honest, Nan Yan was a little afraid of dealing with Dongling. However, the number one single MV thrown by the opposite side was indeed a rare opportunity. She couldn't let go, and she had to hold on to it.

Things in the world are rare, so I can only admit it.

Chen Jun asked, "Will I accompany you when you go to shoot MV?"

He said, "If you go to his team alone, I'm worried that you will be nervous. If I do, it's easy to communicate on the one hand, and on the other hand, you and me are there, so I can relax."

Nan Yan's heart moved.

If she went to Dongling’s team alone to shoot MV, she would feel a little numb. If she had Chen Jun’s fault, it would seem much better.

Is it just that I can really trouble Chen Jun so much?

"I just happened to have nothing to do. I can also discuss the theme collaborative song when I go to Dongling." Chen Jun observed his words and looked at him, saw Nan Yan's uneasiness, and found a reason for himself to be upright.

In this way, Nan Yan really couldn't refuse.

When filming the single MV, Nan Yan brought her family with her family, and she brought her agent Jiang Su, assistant Tiantian, Chen Jungu and Shen Jungu's assistant and two drivers.

Seven people came along the way.

The shooting location was a high school where the summer vacation was held.

All the school has been on holiday, leaving only a few teachers and security guards on duty.

The situation on Xuanle's side is also very large. The working group has a total of twenty or thirty people.

Down the Red Wall Teaching Building, Dongling, wearing a white T-shirt, hid under the parasol, wearing sunglasses, in a daze.

When Jiang Su got off the car, he whispered a few words to Shen Jungu, and then led Nan Yan to meet Dongling.

"Teacher Dong, I am Yanyan's agent Jiang Su." Jiang Su and Dongling greeted each other, and then began to check all the items.

Dongling was not very good at these things, he only stared at Nan Yan with his eyes.

"Little Phalaenopsis, I miss you so much." He was affectionate.

"Hello, Teacher Dong, I'm going to change my makeup."

After the last time, Nan Yan knew in his heart that there was a small change in front of him. Anything he could do was possible, and she had calmed down.

Dongling answered the question inconsistently and was confused. It was obvious that his attention was not focused on talking with Jiang Su at all. It was his agent who came forward to continue the process with Jiang Su.

On a hot day, Nan Yan changed into the school uniform of a high school student.

A short-sleeved blue and white round neck T-shirt, a pair of blue and white sports pants, and a pair of small white shoes.

Her hair had been dyed black before, and she cut off the curls. She had just passed the length of her shoulders and tied it into a single ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead, and only a layer of bare makeup was lightly decorated, which was very youthful and pure.

Chen Jungu sat in the nanny's car and saw Nan Yan walking from behind the teaching building through the single-sided glass.

She looked very young, and when she was standing side by side with Tiantian, she was talking, like a high school girl.

At the age of twenty-three, time seems to be back when she was eighteen years old. Chen Jun really wants to know what the 18-year-old Nan Yan looks like.

When Dongling saw Nan Yan coming, he was about to call Xiaodielan, but the sound was choked in his throat and he didn't shout it out.

"Teacher Dong, you can start."

Nan Yanke politely greeted Dongling.

Dongling is absent-minded: "Oh...oh."

It was obvious that he was all focused on Nan Yan.

Thanks to his loss of soul, the working group did not.

Nan Yan rolled up her pants, revealing her slender ankles, and her white shoes were wearing a pair of white socks. She was moving her hands and feet while thinking about the camera to wait.

She was going to run from the third floor to the playground, with excitement on her face about to meet her crush.

MV has no lines, all she needs to do is to express the little love song she secretly loves with her expression and body language.

Everything is ready.

Nan Yan is in the state.

The boy playing basketball in the playground is her crush on the first girlish heart.

Secret love, secret love...

Nan Yan took a deep breath and went to find that feeling.

What does a secret love taste like?

Nan Yan thought, is it the smell of orange water they mentioned? It is refreshing with bubbles and a little soft sour, but it will eventually be sweet when you drink it.

Orange water...

Nan Yan lay on the railing of the teaching building, closing his eyes.

She had a crush on a boy who would make her laugh at him at once.

All of this must be true.

Nan Yan opened his eyes.

In the dazzling sunlight, a gap was revealed in the rear window of the nanny car parked next to the green belt.

A pair of deep eyes fell quietly on her from a distance.

It looks like guardian, and it seems like nostalgia.

Nan Yan's heart moved.

When you have a crush on your love, you will be unable to suppress your passion and wish you could turn yourself into your other party’s pendant and follow them to explore everything in the world.

Is it true?

Nan Yan felt that it seemed to make sense.

She seemed to see the heat.

Secret love.

The lens is turned on.

Nan Yan looked into the distance from a distance, biting the corners of her lips, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable smiles, so restrained and uncontrollable.

The interweaving of out-of-control and self-control, the unbearable passion, is the youthfulness of a secret love.

I really want to see him.

I want to get into his sight quickly and let him see himself.

Nan Yan walked and stopped all the way from the teaching building, wanted to run, but he withdrew his feet with his restrained attitude and stretched his neck to see if the admiration boy was extremely brave in cheering.

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

The content of mv is just a simple secret love that runs through the entire main line.

If a secret love needs to support an MV, Nan Yan's secret love must be true and make people excited.

During these five hours of shooting, Nan Yan was secretly in love with someone.

When her eyes blinked with starlight, she was full of admiration that was about to overflow.

Looking back, the person hiding in the nanny's car had quietly followed him to the playground.

Chen Jun was wearing a hat and mask, and he couldn't see his expression. But the hands hiding in his trouser pockets were tightly clenched into fists, pressing them desperately.

Love is the most unhidden sincerity.

Nan Yan lay in the playground, closing her eyes to avoid the dazzling sunlight. She breathed calmly, feeling the happiness of breathing the same air with the person she secretly loved. In quietness, she was immersed in beautiful contentment.

In the last shot, Nan Yan returned to the classroom.
To be continued...