Ji Mian did not finish the work until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and after finishing discussing with Stison how to edit. Hollywood implements the "producer system", which means that producers will take over all work except shooting, such as investment, casting, editing, publicity, distribution, etc. They have absolute voice on the set, and the director is just their assistant.

Stison pointed to the screen and said, "Ji, I can't interfere with your decision, but please keep these shots. Look at Xiao's acting skills, how cold he was in the early stage, but after filming the scene of "Emotional Awakening", his body movements and eyes changed slightly. His eyes began to follow you. Wherever you are, he would look wherever you are. Once he encounters danger, he will immediately step forward and block you, even if the main subject of the camera is not you. Look at this explosion shot, everyone showed a terrified expression at the moment the explosion sounded, only he took two steps forward and pulled you behind him. He did a natural emotional expression, and he took every detail into consideration, without any flaws."

Ji Mian stared at Xiao Jiashu on the screen and promised, "I won't delete his scenes, don't worry." As soon as he finished speaking, the phone ringtone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and quickly connected, "Hey, I'm Ji Mian."

"Mr. Ji, I am Zhou Liangliang, the assistant of the Second Young Master. Do you have time now? Can you come to the airport?" the other end said anxiously.

"What happened?" Ji Mian hurried out while wearing a coat.

"Due to rain and snow, our flight was delayed for more than three hours. Second Young Master is very uneasy now and is hitting the wall with his head. He said he had crashed..." Zhou Liangliang said in a hilarious way, "I am urged by him to go to the service desk to confirm the departure time every ten minutes. The staff at the service desk are very annoyed. Call the police soon! Mr. Ji, can you come here? Second Young Master listens to you very much. Come and persuade him."

"Wait, I'll come soon." When he said this, Ji Mian was already in the car. He rushed to the airport as fast as possible, but saw Xiao Jiashu lying on his back on a single sofa, his expression was dull and his eyes were not turning. Sure enough, he "crashed".

"It's timeout. I originally planned to get home tomorrow. It's timeout." He murmured in pain. After the shooting, he was ready to return to normal life, but he really couldn't do it. Once something happened and broke his original plan, he would immediately become anxious.

Ji Mian sighed with his forehead and finally walked to him, "Xiao Jiashu, stop waiting, follow me back to the hotel."

Xiao Jiashu turned to look at him, his expression a little slow.

"Am I your authority owner?" Ji Mian squatted beside him and whispered.

"Yes." Xiao Jiashu nodded hesitantly, "But now the movie is finished."

"You also know that the movie has been finished? Then what are you doing now? You don't have to strictly follow the plan anymore. You are Xiao Jiashu, not 001." Ji Mian pulled him up and said tough, "Let's go, don't wait. A cold air hit the west coast of the United States. The plane could take off after the cold air left."

"How long will it take for the cold air to pass?" Xiao Jiashu passed away.

"Two days, three days, four days... it's possible, the airline will notify you anyway." Ji Mian took the person back to the hotel and found that the other party was still very uneasy, so he had to say, "Go to my place and wait a moment, let's chat."

"Come on," he handed over a glass of whiskey, "drinking the wine will make your nerves relax. Your current state is very wrong. After living a regular life for too long, you have become accustomed to this rhythm. Once the rhythm is disrupted, you will be at a loss. What you have to do now is not to think randomly, but to let go of yourself."

Of course, Xiao Jiashu understood what his problem was. He also wanted to relieve his anxiety, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"How much do you drink?" Ji Mian stared at his gradually dyed cheeks.

"Three cups poured." Xiao Jiashu stretched out three fingers.

"Then let's have another glass." Ji Mian poured him another glass of wine.

Xiao Jiashu drank it all in one gulp, and a thin layer of water mist flowed in his eyes, making his clear eyes look very beautiful. His mind was a little bit tummy, and his reaction became dull. The anxiety of plane delays was indeed reduced a lot.

Ji Mian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the alcohol had taken effect. He tried to divert his attention, "How long has it been since you contacted your family?"

Xiao Jiashu pinched his hands and calculated, "One day, two days, three days... it seems like it's been a long time."

"Then call them immediately."

"Oh." Xiao Jiashu took out his cell phone and dialed two numbers, then stopped, "No, I can't call."

"Why?"

"After I drink, my mom will scold me."

Ji Mian: "... Then send a text message."

Xiao Jiashu ordered and moved one by one. After sending the text message, he looked at Ji Mian in a daze, as if waiting.
Chapter completed!