"Teacher Jiang? Teacher Jiang?"

The staff member's voice slowly pulled her back from her reverie, and she let out a long sigh: "What's wrong?"

The staff member was holding a script, wanting to go over the lines with her: "It starts in half an hour, shall we go over the lines one more time?"

Jiang Yue was usually very cooperative with their work, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

The staff members were under great responsibility and were extremely nervous before rehearsing their lines, fearing that Jiang Yue might mess up right before the start. In that case, they would have to rely on the director's superb skills to cut the camera if anything went wrong.

However, what impressed her was that Jiang Yue was very familiar with the content of the script and spoke her lines fluently, as if she had become one with the story.

The staff member was relieved: "I'll call you when the show starts. Ms. Jiang, please rest for a while."

Jiang Yue said, "Okay."

After the staff left the lounge, they went to find the director, the editor, and the broadcast director, who were also present. She gave them an OK sign.

"I think there shouldn't be any problem."

"Are you serious?" The director had suffered too many losses with Jiang Yue before. Every time he had to film her, he was terrified. Not only would he be flustered, but who knew what bizarre accidents might happen.

"Really, I just read my lines from the script, and Teacher Jiang even memorized them. Her accent is so old-fashioned."

"Looks like this guy has really changed. Alright, we'll just have to play it by ear this time."

"People can improve. I feel that Teacher Jiang has now undergone a complete transformation. When I first went in and saw her, one word came to mind."

What word is it?

"A person with a wealth of knowledge naturally exudes elegance."

"..."

Admittedly, no one would have ever used this phrase to describe Jiang Yue before, but now... it doesn't seem so outrageous.

The way she remained quiet and didn't say anything actually made her seem quite convincing.

Everyone backstage was on high alert, after all, it was a live broadcast on TV, and there was no room for ambiguity. These days, only live broadcasts can easily boost ratings.

The internal competition is fierce; nobody wants to be at the bottom.

So they are under a lot of pressure this time, but with Jiang Yue as a variable, they dare not hope that the show can have the same explosive reputation as the previous season. They just hope to keep the audience from leaving.

As for the insults, who cares?

Before going on stage, Jiang Yue made sure to settle the little iceberg down. She squatted down and kissed his little face, then reached out and ruffled his soft, rice-ball-like cheeks. "I have to go to work now. Can you take care of yourself?"

The boy looked at his mother and nodded: "Yes, Mom."

Jiang Yue trusted him completely. She had an inexplicable trust in her son, feeling that he was just as reliable as Zhou Ji and didn't require much worry.

Nevertheless, Jiang Yue still asked her assistant to stay behind, saying, "Could you please keep an eye on things for me?"

The assistant replied apprehensively, "Sister, it's no trouble at all. You can leave it to me without worry."

In the eyes of the other people at the TV station, Zhou Zhengchu was a golden boy. They might not take Jiang Yue seriously, but they certainly wouldn't dare to treat this child casually.

The assistant seemed somewhat unsure how to interact with the child.

Because he seemed too cold.

With a blank, expressionless face, neither smiling nor crying, she silently went about her business, her whole being screaming "Don't bother me."

The assistant wisely refrained from bothering him with unnecessary words.

Even after Jiang Yue went on stage, the director and others were still on tenterhooks.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly without any typos or stumbles. Jiang Yue was even able to talk fluently with the experts who were explaining historical facts and introducing cultural relics.

The two were talking about words that weren't in the script.

Jiang Yue's knowledge of history far exceeded their expectations, and she spoke to them effortlessly, showing no signs of being a fake cultured person who had only memorized facts.

In the end, even the leading historian looked at her with more admiration: "You really know a lot about these things."

Jiang Yue didn't know much about dynasties other than the Jiang Kingdom.

Having read many history books in the library, I gradually came to know a little about them.

The station's live broadcast ratings have been steadily increasing.

The price of the refracted line began to rise almost immediately after Jiang Yue appeared.

This is of course related to Jiang Yue's ancient costume appearance. Previously, those gossipmongers on the Internet made wild and mysterious claims, exaggerating that it was the most unique thing in the world.

When you see it with your own eyes, you have to admit it.

Jiang Yue is indeed breathtakingly beautiful. There are many beauties in ancient costumes, but she is like a lotus flower washed clean by the water, with a bright and unforgettable beauty that surpasses the beauty of a lotus flower in plain water.

It wouldn't be surprising if anyone fell in love with her.

"The goddess Nuwa must have been very proud of the face she created."

"I am what an ugly speck of mud."

"I don't care about the beautiful woman's face. I'm still immersed in the heartbreaking story. The love between childhood sweethearts who turned into enemies and killed each other, and the white moonlight who died young, I'm really obsessed with it."

"9494, you look down on me, but I rebelled just to get you. I thought the young general who became king would teach his former fiancée a lesson, but in the end, he still treats her like a precious gem, afraid that she might get hurt."

Where did all these love-obsessed men come from in ancient times?

"When this season ends, I request to select the most love-obsessed man in ancient times."

"I'm really curious, where did Jiang Yue's huge change come from in just one year?"

"You don't understand the joy of having a 'dead' husband."

"Don't you know? She has another backer now. Anyway, I dare not go into details, but she has one now."

It's not a nice thing for female celebrities to have powerful backers in the industry.

It's easy to associate it with negative things.

"The sugar daddy?"

"Get out of here, you people who spread rumors are like your mothers are dead."

"Anonymous redaction: Last time our brand sent clothes to Jiang Yue for selection (although she didn't choose our clothes to wear to the event in the end), so we had some contact with her. The address sent by her assistant is not shown on the navigation."

"Holy crap... just how high a position must this sugar daddy hold...?"

"Are you guys just bragging to her?"

"I can't stand you people anymore. My wife already gave you the answer. Look at her Weibo name. She's a princess who's been stranded abroad. Her family's status is no worse than Zhou Ji's."

In short, the topic was brought to a close in a lively and uneventful way.

After successfully completing the recording of this episode, the directors and others were much happier than she was, seeing that the data had even increased compared to the previous quarter.

His joy was palpable.

When she arrived backstage, they were very attentive and had fruit and snacks brought to her, and they also said a lot of nice things to praise her.

Jiang Yue was tired of hearing it; it was already dark outside.

The program's management had someone book a restaurant for dinner in advance to celebrate the successful start of the show—a small celebratory banquet.

The restaurant is on the 55th floor of the hotel.

As soon as she arrived in the lobby, Jiang Yue deeply understood what it meant to have an unexpected encounter. Holding her son's hand, she was caught off guard when her eyes met Zhao Shuyan's in mid-air.

The man standing in front of Zhao Shuyan was someone she recognized.

"Mother."

"Is that my uncle?"

Jiang Yue suddenly realized that the plot had reached the point where Zhao Shuyan and Qin Zhao met.

The halo surrounding the female lead was so dazzling it almost blinded her.

Qin Zhao seemed to sense the gaze behind him, turned around, and was slightly surprised to see his sister holding the child's hand.

He stepped forward, first picking the boy up from the ground. The coldness in his eyes melted the moment he saw her. He asked, "Is work finished?"

Jiang Yue exclaimed "Ah!" and nodded, replying, "It's over. Let's have a get-together."