After answering the questions, Zhang Yiling walked into a clothing store with lights on.

Looking at these outdated clothes, Zhang Yiling became very interested. Who knows if the clothes here will become popular again one day? After all, fashion is a cycle.

After Zhang Yiling bought several sets of clothes in the clothing store, the bodyguards accompanying her couldn't help but say:

"Boss, these clothes don't really suit your style. Why did you buy them?"

Zhang Yiling burst out laughing. "Doesn't it match? A little, but I think it works well in the play. I was originally planning to buy clothes from a certain era online, but I think the clothes here are more authentic. Can you imagine Su Yin walking down the street wearing these clothes?"

A few people took a look at the clothes and shook their heads, but they were quite looking forward to it.

"I quite like it here," Zhang Yiling said after walking onto the street. "It's not very crowded, and it's a bit quiet, but it doesn't feel as stressful as in big cities. But places like this also have a lot of worries that don't exist in big cities."

Zhang Yiling walked in the middle of the street with her arms open, and her mind was already thinking of the countless scenes that Su Yin had taken here.

By the time she returned to the hotel, it was already evening.

Zhang Yiling rolled around on the bed alone, and finally subconsciously opened Weibo.

So, like Tang Yue, she saw Zhou Yiyang’s name on the hot search list.

"Why is he trending?"

Clicking on it, Zhang Yiling's expression changed several times: "What's going on? It makes online movies seem like something so shameful!"

Zhang Yiling originally wanted to go to Weibo to show her support, but after thinking about it, she decided to call Zhou Yiyang first.