Every night after that, Nan Xian would connect with [.h] via live stream.

He was busy most of the time, and Nanxian would fall asleep to the sound of him gently tapping the keyboard and clicking the mouse.

Sometimes when they both have free time, they'll watch a movie together, or he'll play her his playlist.

Nan Xian once heard a saying: "You can understand a person's personality better by looking at their playlist and favorite music."

[.h] I mostly like classic blues and rhythm and blues songs, like a glass of blue margarita, calm and melancholic, with a strong aftertaste that impacts the soul.

Nan Xian thought that he might be a somewhat lonely person.

She couldn't help but confide more of her innermost thoughts to him and share the little things in her life with him—

Meals strictly supervised by a nutritionist, funny videos found while surfing the internet, bizarre accidents encountered while shopping...

At first, I just listened attentively, but later I also learned to share with her.

The two developed a tacit understanding at some point, and without any prior notice, he or she would send a voice message invitation every night at 10:30, and the other would always accept.

A week passed, and Nan Xian finally returned to work.

On her first morning, she went to shoot the advertisement that had been interrupted last time.

Because of the popularity of Nan Xian's period drama photos, netizens have high expectations for her collaboration with Xiao Tao Hong, and have left messages saying that they hope the period drama part will be longer and more beautiful so that they can enjoy more of the beautiful woman.

So, Cen Xia made a decision and spent several hundred thousand more to rent an even more luxurious venue.

This time, almost everything was set up in real locations, including pavilions, terraces, artificial hills and streams, and even a huge peach tree standing on the lawn.

Every peach blossom on the peach tree is hand-sewn and extremely lifelike.

Her makeup was also completely different from last time; it was less sharp and more lively.

The cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was replaced with a small peach blossom, echoing the light pink at the corner of her eyes. Her hair was also styled into a lighter, more elegant updo, adorned with velvet flowers and pearls.

The original empress's dress was too elaborate and gorgeous, making it a bit cumbersome to run in, so this time it was changed to an ethereal pink and white gauze dress, with gradient peach blossoms embroidered on the cuffs and hem.

As she walked, her clothes swayed, and the peach blossoms danced lightly along with her, as if one could smell their faint fragrance.

After Nan Xian came out after changing her clothes, Ding He and Lin Jiaojiao immediately struck the same pose, clutching their hearts.

"Sister, you're like a fairy descended to earth! You're so beautiful!"

"Xian, you need to film a fantasy drama right away, I'll definitely watch it!"

Nan Xian turned around in front of the mirror and was very satisfied with her appearance, so she couldn't help but smile.

Just then, the production assistant came to announce that filming was about to begin, so the three of them ended their chat and went out to wait together.

After waiting a few minutes, the lights were ready, and filming began.

Nan Xian slowly opened her eyes in front of the dressing mirror, looking around in surprise. Suddenly, a large hand took her hand.

She followed him out blankly, then her eyes lit up instantly—

A huge peach tree came into view, and she was immediately drawn to it. She lifted her skirt, stepped over the stones in the stream, ran across the grass, and finally stopped under the peach tree.

A gust of wind blew her hair and also blew down a peach blossom.

She tilted her head slightly and reached out to catch a peach blossom.

As if recalling something, she suddenly smiled sweetly.

"Cut! Perfect!" The director couldn't help but burst into laughter, "This take is in one take, let's do a few more close-ups!"

Nan Xian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this—she hadn't acted in a long time and was afraid her expressions would be unnatural.

It was almost noon when the event officially ended. Nan Xian scrolled through her WeChat Moments while having Lin Jiaojiao help her remove her hair.

She paused suddenly, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

Yao Mingke was actually filming next door?

Perfect timing! I'll go visit her on set and ask her out for dinner while I'm at it!

Nan Xian happily made the decision about the next part of the trip.

After removing her makeup and changing her clothes, she casually tied her long hair into a high ponytail and put on sunglasses and a mask.

As a result, they were stopped outside by security guards from the film crew next door.

"Sorry, I can't let you in without a pass!"

"I'm a friend of one of the actors in the film crew, Nan—" Nan Xian was about to take off her mask when she suddenly heard a slightly surprised voice behind her.

"Nan Xian?"

She turned around, saw the person who had come, and immediately stood up straight.

Hello, Teacher Xiao!

Xiao Jianfeng is a legendary figure in the Chinese film and television industry. He won the Best Actor award at the young age of thirty, and his films and television works have been nominated for Oscars multiple times.

The people who truly stand at the top of the pyramid.

Nan Xian had attended several of his classes and benefited greatly from them. Although they had never formally met before today, this did not diminish her admiration for the great master.

Xiao Jianfeng lived up to his name; he was handsome and dashing, with clear and bright eyes. He exuded the noble elegance of an ancient aristocratic family. Even the simplest casual clothes looked luxurious on him, like haute couture on the red carpet.

He nodded slightly to Nan Xian, then said to the security guard, "She's with me."

Nan Xian quickly bowed again: "Thank you, Teacher Xiao!"

He smiled gently, "Let's go."

Nan Xian walked nervously and apprehensively half a step behind him, just like a student who had been called to the office by the homeroom teacher, barely daring to breathe.

This is a pro player...

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, not expecting Xiao Jianfeng to suddenly turn around.

Their eyes met, and Nan Xian gave an awkward, dry laugh, her toes practically digging through the soles of her shoes.

Xiao Jianfeng pointed to a row of temporary small rooms next to him, "Yao Mingke should be resting over there. I have some things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Xiao. Take care!"

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