Chapter 49

Sister Hou was running around on the set, looking at this and then that.

Such behavior would always be criticized by Ranlong. Fortunately, Ranlong was focused when filming and looked absent-minded when not filming. It seemed that no one wanted to criticize her.

God will not let down those who work hard. After several days of unremitting investigation, Sister Hou finally caught some new information.

Here's the thing.

That day, they were still filming in the old teaching building. During a break, Qiu An took Yuan Chengyin mysteriously to a small, empty classroom. The classroom was used by the crew as a break room and also as a meeting room for remote work.

Yuan Chengyin would occasionally go there to video chat with Yao Ling, who rarely attended, or to sit in on other groups' discussions. As for Qiu An, Sister Hou had never seen anyone from the acting team go there.

The windows of the small classroom only opened to the outside of the building. There was a door at the back and side of the classroom, with a hole in the door and glass embedded in it.

Sister Hou was standing at the back door, which was convenient for escape. She carefully turned her head and looked into the classroom through the glass that was covered with a thick layer of dust due to years of no maintenance.

The two men seemed to be discussing something. It was impossible to hear clearly from outside the door, but as they talked, they started to talk.

Qiu An seemed to be helping Yuan Chengyin tidy up his clothes. It was clearly just a very simple round-neck T-shirt, but Qiu An's movements were so complicated that it seemed as if he was tidying up a suit.

Straighten the non-existent collar, straighten the uneven cuffs, straighten the corner of the clothes that was accidentally caught in the pants.

Then, Qiu An reached out to Yuan Chengyin's waist and hugged him.

Is this something that Sister Hou can see? I don’t know. Anyway, even though she saw it, she was caught by Qiu An.

Qiu An rested her chin on Yuan Chengyin's shoulder, her drooping brows suddenly raised. She was like a fox spirit who had cultivated for a thousand years, dedicating all her skills to charm. Even a mere display of half her abilities was enough to captivate and stun.

The vixen's charming eyes looked straight into Sister Hou's, not giving her any chance to prepare or hide.

Sister Hou was both embarrassed and frightened. She looked at him for less than half a second and then ran away without looking back.

She hurried past the crowd, the backs of her hands resting on her burning cheeks, her mind in a trance, and she didn't even hear Ranlong calling her.

"Hey! Hey! Where are you going? Why are you ignoring me? Hey!"

Sister Hou walked quickly with her head down as if she was deaf. This scene seemed familiar. Ran Long remembered that there was a light substitute who had been flirted with by Qiu An and had the same symptoms.

She was puzzled, looked in the direction where Sister Hou was coming from, and decided to go and find out what was going on.

A few minutes ago, she had also seen Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin walking towards the conference room together. What were these two doing in a small room in broad daylight? How could they have gotten her assistant so upset?

Ranlong walked to the same peeping position as Sister Hou, looked inside through the glass, and saw what Sister Hou saw.

Exactly the same action. But Qiu An didn't meet her eyes.

Ranlong stood outside the door, stunned for several seconds before he remembered that this action was clearly written in the script.

Qiu An was acting opposite Yuan Chengyin. They weren't some young couple in love.

Ranlong scratched his head and felt uncomfortable for a while, then left.

I feel depressed and a little sad.

She is obviously the protagonist, why didn't Qiu An look for her instead of Yuan Chengyin?

Ranlong's thoughts were so tangled that she completely forgot she'd recently been filming with Yuan Chengyin. Perhaps it was the double standard of being strict with others and lenient with oneself, she thought. Yuan Chengyin's movements were so stiff, it was obvious he wasn't a good actor.

So what if she's a director? Everyone has their own expertise. If you ask her to act out a crying scene, can she actually cry?

Besides, it wasn't a particularly difficult role. How could a highly praised actress like Qiu An really need the director's individual guidance? What a joke.

Or did she finally come to her senses, finally overcome her shyness, and finally use the excuse of acting together to flirt with Yuan Chengyin?

What was her scene with him then? A preview? A rehearsal? Would she use the excuse of a broken showerhead to go find Yuan Chengyin? Would she dress like that after taking a shower, try to seduce her, and undress herself?

I knew this would happen, and I gave her advice that day, but why did I feel so sad when I really saw this possibility?

During the afternoon scene, Ranlong had to do many NGs and was reprimanded by Yuan Chengyin several times. She felt resentful, but she couldn't refute it.

Fortunately, even with some bumps and bruises, all the filming was completed as scheduled.

Qiu An saw that she was in a bad mood and asked her if she wanted to go out and relax together. There was a night market in a nearby shopping mall and they could go shopping.

Ranlong rejected her without a second thought, saying, "I already have an appointment with Sister Hou to go."

Sister Hou, who was just planning to have a nice meal after get off work, take a shower, lie on the bed with the air conditioner on, and watch two episodes of TV series:?

Unexpectedly, Ranlong kept his word and really knocked on Sister Hou's door after dinner.

"Did you have a fight with Sister Qiu An?" Sister Hou, half-undressed and about to shower, complained. She didn't want to go shopping with her colleague. This colleague was always getting mad.

"No." Ranlong said casually, "Do you want to go or not? If not, I'll go by myself."

"Go! Let me change my clothes."

It was late at night and Ranlong seemed to be in a bad mood. Sister Hou didn't want to see the police issue any accident announcement the next day.

Qiu An wasn't lying; the night market here was really lively. It was surprising how popular a shopping mall in this suburban area could be.

The weather is very good today. The big pancake-like moon is hanging high in the sky, and there is not a single dark cloud to spoil the mood.

Ranlong wore a mask and cheap long-sleeved shirt and trousers to cover up her good figure.

Because of long-term sitting, her figure is not good-looking. As long as she doesn't do anything out of the ordinary and doesn't encounter street photographers staring at her, no one will recognize her.

Despite its bustling atmosphere, the night market here isn't exactly a fun place to visit. The stalls are like national chains, selling tacky keychains and dolls, crudely made pirated anime figures, and even colorful, skeletal dragons that only a child in their arms could admire.

When Ranlong first met Qiu An, he liked to take her to these bustling places. Because Qiu An had never seen the world, everything she saw was new and interesting, and he gave her a lot of emotional value.

Even when the boss said that the dragon was 3D printed and self-produced, she would say, Wow, 3D printed.

I wonder if she would still find these things interesting when she sees them now.

Only when he was in such a bustling place did he dare to tell the truth to himself.

It was as if when she was surrounded by people, no one could hear her inner voice. She had never thought that the inner voice was inaudible.

Her inner voice told her that she was jealous when she saw Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin acting together.

She used to like Yuan Chengyin, and she often felt jealous when she saw those two people leaving her to do something while she was going to class.

But this time it's different.

The person she was jealous of seemed to have quietly changed.

Although she was reluctant to go out, Sister Hou still showed great excitement when she arrived at the night market.

She wanders around this stall, touches that stall. If she sees a tiramisu stall, she'll stand there for five minutes, pondering, then ask the stall owner if they can cut it in half and sell it to her. She'll be tempted to try a 10-minute back massage for 9.9 yuan, but ultimately give up because the massagers are all shirtless, hunched over by older men in their shorts.

Perhaps it was because Sister Hou's aesthetic taste was better than Qiu An's. She could always pinpoint independent IPs created by independent artists among a sea of ​​small commodity stalls. Because production was so low, even selling a thumb-sized trinket for 299 yuan was still a loss-making shop. Then, after asking the price, she left with regret.

"What if it were a little bigger? Or a little cheaper?"

Sister Hou kept talking all the way, but Ranlong didn't respond to her ramblings. Instead, he asked her a question: "Sister Hou, have you ever been in love?"

"Even if...eh? Why are you asking?"

"Curious. Is that not okay? We're all out shopping together, so we're at least half friends, right?"

People who are well versed in social skills understand that people who always like to use rhetorical questions in daily communication are very annoying.

But those who are well versed in the art of intrigue also understand that this person can't speak without asking rhetorical questions. She doesn't mean any harm, but she has a bad temper, is impatient, and is annoying.

But because Ranlong is Sister Hou's breadwinner, Ranlong is willing to understand her and try to make friends with her, and Sister Hou is still happy to talk.

"Oh. I had a date in college."

After a while, he added: "It's a man."

Sister Hou didn't know what was going on. Ever since Zhou Banxian's guidance changed her fate, the number of lesbians around her had suddenly increased. Not only had she achieved a breakthrough from zero to one, but they were also appearing like cockroaches, swarm after swarm.

Even a few days ago, her sister said to her, "Sister, I think I like women. Don't tell my family."

Therefore, it seems necessary for her to solemnly declare her sexual orientation here.

As a result, Ranlong said lightly: "Oh, I can see that."

Then no one said anything else, and they wandered around aimlessly for a while, buying a bowl of fish ball soup, two bowls of four-fruit soup, and three ice creams.

Ranlong ate two of them because she was wrapped up too tightly and was feeling very hot.

"Then how did you know you liked him?"

"Hmm~" Sister Hou chewed a fish ball, raised her voice and shook her head, "I don't like him. He kept pursuing me, and I agreed for no reason. Later I realized I didn't like him."

"Huh? Then when did you realize you didn't like him?"

"Oh...oh..." Sister Hou looked at the crowd around her and felt embarrassed.

Ranlong didn't show any sympathy and said, "Forget it." She really wanted to hear it.

Sister Hou then took Ranlong to a less crowded place, found a stone table and chairs to sit on, and after asking Ranlong to sit down, she lowered her voice and said to her, "Then he came to me... that...?"

"What? Go to bed?"

Sister Hou quickly covered her mouth and signaled her to be more careful.

Ran Long threw her hand away: "What's so wrong about this? I still have to perform it and broadcast it on the big screen!"

"...Okay. Anyway, I just felt it was unacceptable and a bit disgusting, so I rejected him. I was thinking of finding an opportunity to break up, but he brought it up first."

Ranlong seemed to be lost in thought, then asked, "So, if you have very... physical feelings for someone, can that be considered love?"

"That's not the way to say it. I was actually... with someone I didn't know, someone we weren't even sexually oriented with, and um... that past... we got along pretty well, but that doesn't mean I liked her."

Now it is the turn of Sister Hou and Ranlong to be open with each other, and Ranlong touches everyone's heart and lungs.

After hearing Sister Hou's self-destructive words, Ranlong yelled, "What? You look so innocent, but you're so extravagant in private?! I thought it was you, not me, who entered the entertainment industry!"

"Ouch! You! You! Keep your voice down!"

Ranlong teased her: "Now you know how to be careful and self-disciplined?"

"I hate you so much! I should have known not to tell you! Oh, and don't tell anyone else!"

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding. Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

"Anyway, I can do whatever I want. I'm not a celebrity, but you have to be careful about your private life... Wait, why are you asking this? Do you have someone you like again?"