When Zhang Meng received the script, he was extremely excited, instantly escaping the frustration brought on by the huge workload of the past few days.

"He Mang really wants you to be the lead?"

Zhang Meng's tone was nine parts excitement and one part doubt. Although He Mang was not as good as Zheng Guiting, he was still a very outstanding young director.

Jiang Yixing, as the lead actor in his film, is still a bit too low-profile.

Jiang Yixing raised an eyebrow. "You don't need to be so distrustful of me, do you?"

Zhang Meng covered his mouth and coughed twice, "No, no."

Then he carefully and meticulously flipped through the script from beginning to end, thinking, "It's really good... really good... this script is really good."

Jiang Yixing: "Of course, my judgment is definitely good."

Zhang Meng nodded. This is indeed quite good.

"Did He Mang mention a specific time when filming will start?"

Jiang Yixing shook his head. "Not yet. I heard they're still looking for investment."

“Okay,” Zhang Meng said, “then let’s go record the new episode of Youth Poetry first.”

When Jiang Yixing returned to the show's recording, many trainees rushed up to greet her. They weren't well-informed and didn't know about the rumors surrounding Jiang Yixing. However, even if they did know, they wouldn't talk about these gossips in front of Jiang Yixing.

As people in the entertainment industry, they have that much sense of propriety.

Zhang Zhimin missed Jiang Yixing terribly after not seeing him for several days. Among the trainees who rushed to Jiang Yixing's side, she took advantage of her height to be at the forefront.

She immediately started to act coquettishly towards Jiang Yixing, saying, "Yixing! I'm not used to you being gone. I miss you so much."

His tone was somewhat reminiscent of Mr. Feng Gong's "I've missed you all so much," which made Jiang Yixing chuckle.

Following behind was Tao Yating. Even after several days apart, she still maintained her exquisite makeup, with small glittery eyeshadows sparkling and making her look exceptionally gentle.

"One Star, you're back."

Tao Yating exudes an aura that is impossible to ignore when she stands there. Her gentle smile is like a spring breeze and sunshine.

Jiang Yixing waved at her, "Did you miss me?"

Tao Yating stepped forward, her lips adorned with a delicate, glossy, flesh-pink lip gloss.

"Of course."

After greeting everyone, Jiang Yixing returned to the atmosphere of youth and hard work. After relaxing, she felt less pressured when watching the show.

Jiang Yixing had just returned to her dorm and put down her luggage when her phone, which was on the coffee table, vibrated. She put down her belongings and picked up her phone to take a look.

Maybe it's something work-related that He Mang sent...

Jiang Yixing unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, but his eyebrows twitched and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"They reported their movements so quickly."

The message on the screen was signed Rong Hang.

Jiang Yixing opened WeChat. The pinned chat window was at the very top of the screen, so he could see it directly without having to scroll down.

Rong Hang posted a picture of his living room, in which a small green sphere was sitting on the sofa in the center of the room.

Rong Hang: "I'm home. The qingtuan is still at home."

Jiang Yixing opened the photo. Everything in the living room was unchanged, exuding a familiar warmth. The living room connected to the semi-open kitchen, which could be seen in the photo. The kitchen was clean and tidy.

Judging from the condition, it's clear that nothing has been touched.

Rong Hang definitely wouldn't cook if he were home alone.

Jiang Yixing's slender, fair fingers tapped on the keyboard. "It's been a long time since I've seen Tuanzi. I miss it a little."

Rong Hang's phone vibrated, and he immediately opened the message. It was a reply from Jiang Yixing.

Rong Hang's eyes lit up. He glanced at the green rice dumpling that had slowly flown off to play elsewhere and thought to himself that it was still somewhat useful.

"You can come back and take a look at it."

Jiang Yixing's smile deepened as she read the message, and the next second Rong Hang sent another picture.

puff--

Jiang Yixing laughed out loud. Rong Hang had somehow gotten hold of an emoji, a GIF of a cat with its two paws clasped together, its two hind legs on the ground, bowing in a gesture of respect.

The cat stared with its big, watery eyes, looking absolutely adorable.

But it was Rong Hang who sent that emoji. Jiang Yixing found it hilarious to think that Rong Hang would make the same expression.

Jiang Yixing replied with a meme of a dog turning away resolutely.

Rong Hang frowned when he saw it. He had gradually become able to understand the message the other person wanted to convey from the emoji. For example, the cat he sent meant "admitting his mistake" or "seeking reconciliation".

Jiang Yixing's words... don't they just mean I don't want to talk to you?

Rong Hang's eyebrows drooped again, and his phone vibrated once more.

Jiang Yixing: "Take good care of it. If Qing Tuan is unhappy, I'll settle the score with you."

Rong Hang glanced at the green rice dumplings flying all over the room. What was so appealing about this bunch of green things?

Despite thinking this way, Rong Hang resignedly stood up, went to the balcony to get a watering can, and watered the lush green rice dumplings that were growing well at home.

Qingtuan followed behind Ronghang, watching in utter shock as Ronghang actually watered the plants.

Shocking! When did he become so good?!

As if thinking of something, the qingtuan's fur stood on end, and it flew around Rong Hang.

Rong Hang was confused by the tangled mess. He glanced at the green rice dumpling, his eyes conveying the message, "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

The green rice dumpling flew to Rong Hang's fingertips, its thoughts flooding in all at once.

"Why are you being so kind today? You're not going to abandon me, are you?"

"Why are you back but Jiang Yixing hasn't returned yet? Is she not coming back?"

Rong Hang was already impatient after hearing the first two questions, but the third question made him even more furious.

"Did you break up with Jiang Yixing? Did she dump you?"

When Jiang Yixing was at home, he would often turn on the TV for Qingtuan to watch because he was afraid Qingtuan would be lonely.

Children have an extremely strong learning ability, and Qingtuan can be considered a child in a way. It quickly came to understand the world anew.

However, perhaps because she watches too many romantic idol dramas and prime-time dramas, Qing Tuanzi's world seems full of melodrama.

Will Jiang Yixing come back? You two won't just cut ties and never speak to each other again, will you?

hehe.

Rong Hang remained silent, gave Qing Tuanzi a cold look, and with a slight flick of his finger, Qing Tuanzi was thrown off the balcony.

It was so fast that only a streak of blue light could be seen shooting out from the balcony, gliding across the living room, and then crashing into the kitchen stove.

Qingtuan was dazed from the impact and was furious. As expected, Rong Hang was still a bad person! No wonder the good Jiang Yixing wanted to break up with him!

Meanwhile, Rong Hang was thinking about how to appease Jiang Yixing. After a long time, he took out his phone and made a call to his assistant.