When he woke up the next day, Song Hanzheng remembered her strange attitude from yesterday.
Only then did he realize he had been deleted.
"F*ck!"
Song Hanzheng: [What are you doing?]
A red exclamation mark!
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Song Hanzheng gripped his phone, his brows furrowed low.
A bone-chilling coldness radiated from his body.
Good! Very good!
Jiang Liuyue.
He invited her to dinner, and she deleted him.
He waited all night for her to come to him for help, but all he got was the news that he had been deleted.
Song Hanzheng had never been ignored like this in his entire life.
A trace of hostility flashed across his eyes.
"Mr. Song, are we going to the company?"
"No, to the film set!"
...
As soon as Jiang Liuyue entered the classroom, she saw Shu Qing's mysterious smile.
Following her gaze, she found a whole bouquet of blue flowers on her seat.
With blue moth orchids as the main flowers, accompanied by Dianbaosu orchids, delphiniums, hydrangeas, jacarandas, gentians, and blue snowflakes, the floral arrangement looked high-end and chic.
It looked very expensive at first glance.
No wonder Lin Yizhou asked her what her favorite color was when they parted yesterday.
Blue.
Today he bought her a bouquet of blue flowers.
Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed.
After all, she had deleted him.
"Thank you."
After sitting down, Jiang Liuyue turned her head and smiled at Lin Yizhou not far away.
His smile was still shy and bashful.
He planned to send a message on WeChat.
Then.
He also realized he had been deleted.
Lin Yizhou was a bit stunned, looking at her with the blank, dazed eyes of an otter.
"..."
It seemed to say, 'Why did you delete me?'
"Um, accidental touch," Jiang Liuyue said without blushing or skipping a heartbeat, smiling as she added him back.
She added, "It's all good now."
Lin Yizhou lowered his head, tapping on the screen, typing.
A few seconds later.
She received a message.
Lin Yizhou: [I just simply wanted to give it to you. I hope it won't cause you any trouble?]
Jiang Liuyue: [It won't.]
Lin Yizhou: [That's good. As long as your boyfriend doesn't misunderstand. I just felt that this bouquet should belong to you the moment I saw it.]
Jiang Liuyue: [I don't have a boyfriend.]
Lin Yizhou: [That's good.]
This guy.
He's got some moves.
The teacher walked into the classroom, and Jiang Liuyue also put down her phone.
Today's lecture was a theoretical class on the basics of acting.
The Stanislavski system, focusing on the "method acting" approach.
It emphasizes actors entering the character through real emotional experiences, such as the "emotional memory method."
This acting style requires actors to completely immerse themselves, which is why many actors get too deep into character and find it hard to snap out of it.
Because during prolonged performances, they can no longer distinguish the boundary between themselves and the character.
Shu Qing and Chen Cheng, as usual, weren't listening to the class, whispering gossip about so-and-so in the entertainment industry.
Jiang Liuyue caught a snippet of the gossip.
On the other hand, Lin Yizhou was like a good student, opening his notebook and taking notes diligently.
After class.
Jiang Liuyue suggested whether they should have lunch together.
Shu Qing and Chen Cheng exchanged a glance, looking a bit troubled.
"What's wrong?"
"I have to go back to the company today," Shu Qing said.
Chen Cheng also chimed in, "My agent wants to talk to me about something."
"Alright, then let's split up."
The two of them left.
Lin Yizhou looked at her, tilting his head slightly, and asked tentatively, "Then... are we still going to eat?"
"Yeah. Let's just grab a quick bite, just the two of us."
It wasn't a quick bite at all.
Looking at the steaming Diguo Chicken, Lin Yizhou's eyes lit up.
He swallowed hard.
"Never had it?" Jiang Liuyue smiled, her lips curving.
"Yeah, I've seen it in videos, but there weren't really any authentic Chinese restaurants when I was abroad, and I didn't have many friends around."
These words sounded a bit pitiful.
The pot boiled.
Seeing his pitiful look, Jiang Liuyue picked up a piece of chicken for him.
"Well, you have them now."
"Yeah." Lin Yizhou nodded vigorously.
He smiled very gently.
It was probably the feeling of a guy looking at a girl like a gentle, pure white flower.
That was the feeling he had always given Jiang Liuyue too.
...
While the two were eating so happily at the Diguo Chicken shop that their mouths watered, Song Hanzheng was cursing at people on the film set.
The executive director was being chewed out mercilessly.
"Is this how you spend the investors' money?"
"Dragging out the schedule day by day."
The executive director glanced at Li Feile out of the corner of his eye and explained in a low voice:
"The main schedule hasn't been delayed. Everything is prioritized to ensure Sister Feile's scenes."
"What I told you to ensure is the whole crew!" Song Hanzheng's brows and eyes were cold.
The executive director was stunned.
He's not here to vent for Sister Feile?
Then this Mr. Song is...
He hesitated and said, "The whole crew's schedule hasn't... been delayed either." Meeting the other's gaze, his voice grew lower and lower.
"Not delayed? How come I heard there was a scandal with the casting a few days ago? Don't those scenes need to be reshot? What about the schedule? Where is the new actress?"
Song Hanzheng raised an eyebrow.
The executive director was instantly speechless.
Wait.
You're such a big boss, why do you care about such a trivial matter?
However.
Jiang Liuyue didn't seem to be here.
He had told her to go rest.
The executive director explained, "It's mainly because..."
"I don't want to hear excuses!" Song Hanzheng's eyes were cold. "I want results."
The executive director quickly smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes, yes, but Sister Feile's side..."
"The female lead can be replaced, but the crew's schedule cannot be delayed. Do you understand what I mean?" Song Hanzheng narrowed his eyes.
The executive director: "Understood, understood, understood!"
He immediately prepared to call Jiang Liuyue back to continue filming.
This schedule could not be delayed.
Who knew why this king of hell was in the mood to care about this trivial matter today.
And he looked like he was in a terrible mood.
Who knows who offended him.
As soon as Song Hanzheng walked out of the director's lounge, he bumped into Li Feile, who had come to find him.
"Brother Hanzheng."
Li Feile was still wearing a light pink palace costume.
Seeing him, her tone softened a bit.
"Why did you come to the set? Are you here to see me?"
Song Hanzheng glanced at her.
His attitude was neither cold nor warm, and he said:
"You should be careful lately too."
"Huh?"
Li Feile was stunned and immediately retorted:
"Did someone in the circle say bad things about me recently? They're just jealous."
"What kind of person am I? Don't you know me, Brother Hanzheng?"
Hearing this.
Song Hanzheng's face remained cold.
"It's exactly because I know that I'm telling you to be careful."
"I'm not willing to clean up your messes every time. And..."
He paused and said:
"You begged for the female lead in 'The Legend of the Civet Cat' yourself. If you don't want to act well, there are plenty of people fighting for it."
