Chapter 47 Coincidence.

When he saw the picture on the trending topics a few days ago, he had a bad feeling. He should have told Brother Li sooner.

Logically speaking, since they already have a fixed rumored romantic interest, even when promoting a drama, they would be careful to maintain a proper level of discretion. Besides, one of them has an incredibly large and influential fanbase.

From submitting the interview outline to the final edit and release, everything went smoothly, which can only mean that this was the effect they wanted.

As Cao Jun drove, he was torn between the thought that his sister-in-law, whom he had finally won over, might run away, and the thought that Zeng Shaoguang had really acted unfairly.

As for the warm hospitality...

Never mind. He's not qualified to speculate.

Unlike Cao Jun, who was preoccupied with many thoughts, Sheng Yi spent half an hour unpacking the gifts after returning to her room. She looked at them one by one and then put them away again.

After taking a shower, Xiaoyou was still too excited to sleep. The two lay on the bed chatting aimlessly until they finally fell asleep, without even knowing what time it was.

The film crew's schedule had already been arranged, and Sheng Yi's work schedule was quite full these past few days. Basically, when she went to work, Xiao You was still sleeping. After she woke up, they would rush to have lunch together. Occasionally, she would also go to the film set with her.

After two days, Xiaoyou couldn't stay any longer. "Let's play together again when you go back to S City."

Sheng Yi nodded. By the time she returned, the scenery of S City would have changed with the season.

During this time, besides filming itself, the colleagues also worked on improving their relationships and communication. At the end of the month, the director saw that their atmosphere was about right and finally started arranging for the main cast to go out and team up for missions.

Sheng Yi looked at the call sheet she had received. The filming time was basically more than ten hours a day, and most of them were action scenes with shouts of fighting and killing.

That day, the director was explaining the scene to them when his assistant suddenly walked over anxiously with his phone in hand. The director took the phone from the side for a couple of minutes, and when he came back, his expression was a little off.

In the following days, the intensity, which was already almost at its maximum, increased even further. It was only then that Sheng Yi realized that there was still room to further squeeze out her energy.

After two nights of filming, the crew announced a two-day holiday before disbanding. Sheng Yi went to the hotel and slept soundly under the covers.

When she woke up again, Jingjing shook her awake. Shengyi looked at her standing at the head of the bed, fully dressed, and for a moment thought she was there to wake her up and put on makeup again. She turned over and lay there for a couple of seconds before remembering that she was still on vacation.

Jingjing worked tirelessly, packing her belongings into her bag. "Get up quickly, we need to fly back."

After landing at S City Airport at noon, Sheng Yi took another nap on the plane and finally felt more awake.

As the two walked out, talking, they were immediately met with a deafening roar. Dozens of people were packed tightly at the arrival gate, each one looking excited.

"Yiyi, I love you—"

"Ahhh, baby, you're so beautiful, waaaaaah..."

"Yiyi!! Yiyi! Look at Mommy!"

...

"No way." Sheng Yi's lips twitched involuntarily. "What's going on?"

Jingjing was completely bewildered. Before boarding the plane, Lao Qian said he would send someone to pick her up, but he didn't seem to mention hiring extras.

I quickly pulled out my phone and saw a new message from Lao Qian in my WeChat list, sent an hour earlier, saying that other celebrities were also on this flight and that they shouldn't rush when they got off.

Clearly, it was too late.

Sheng Yi then noticed that the banners waved by the excited fans had three large pink characters written on them—"Xu Jiayi." After a moment's recollection, she recognized the face behind the name as the one she had seen at a K brand event before.

When she looked up, everyone scrambled to step forward, and the already deafening shouts grew even louder.

"Ahhh, she saw me! She's so thin and fair-skinned! Oh my god! I'm going to die!!!"

"She's so much prettier in person than in the photos!"

"Sister, look at me! Ahhhhh..."

Someone shouted and reached out, and Sheng Yi involuntarily took two steps back. Jing Jing quickly put away her phone and stood in front of her, just about to suggest that they go inside and wait a while, when suddenly, there was another commotion behind them.

Several staff members led the way, escorting the person in the middle towards this side, while an assistant-like person carrying a bag followed closely behind. The person in the middle wore sunglasses, a mask pulled up to cover below her eyes, and a fitted long dress with a light blue jacket over it. Standing in the crowd, she possessed a gentle yet outstanding aura.

The group quickly came to their side, and as they passed each other, they paused subtly.

Perhaps half a second, perhaps longer, but apart from the person being watched, bystanders wouldn't even notice this brief pause.

Jingjing, who was standing to the side, was still nagging her, "Old Qian has to treat us tonight. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Sheng Yi pretended not to notice the subtle scrutiny and watched as the newcomer, escorted by bodyguards and assistants, got into a van parked at the entrance.

Even after the car had driven away, the fans lined up looked at each other, when suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "Yi Yi!"

As if suddenly awakened from a dream, the fans roared and rushed out, seemingly to chase after the departing car.

On the way back, ten minutes later, Jingjing was still reflecting on it, "How embarrassing! Didn't their fans recognize her?"

"I felt like that assistant with the big bag was looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive."

With her eyes closed, Sheng Yi drifted into a dream again as she murmured to herself.

Old Qian urgently summoned them back because of an invitation to cover the year-end issue of a magazine. Although it had only been established for a few years, the magazine was founded by a retired actress, and the cover stars thereafter were all rising stars from various industries. After a few years of operation, it was showing a clear upward trend.

For a rising star, such an invitation might be something to consider, but at Shengyi, if you want more resources, you can only accumulate them layer by layer.

She was originally in the production team, and even if she was tempted, Lao Qian knew there was no point in discussing it. Who knew she would suddenly get two extra days off.

"What's meant to be yours will be yours," he said.

Sheng Yi smiled upon hearing this, "You're learning fortune telling now?"

Old Qian said leisurely, "Don't you believe me? In our line of work, to get ahead, you still have to have some connections." He pointed upwards as he spoke.

Jingjing chimed in, "This is what they mean by 'small fame comes from being praised, big fame comes from fate.'"

Old Qian looked at him with a "you're a promising student" expression, and the two of them raised their palms and slapped them together in the air.

Sheng Yi remained silent, rubbing his forehead.

Knowing that Sheng Yi had a tight schedule, the filming location was chosen directly from a nearby industrial-style tent. By the time they finished work, it was nearly evening. The editor-in-chief treated them to a nearby private restaurant.

The roadside scenery has begun to take on a desolate autumn hue, but this place is a world of its own, still lush and green, with verdant vegetation. The owner is clearly someone who knows how to enjoy life.

The editor-in-chief had booked a private room well in advance, and a waiter led them there. Passing through the lobby, they saw men and women sitting opposite each other, everyone smiling in the atmosphere. The overly quiet men and women along the aisle seemed somewhat eccentric, or rather, out of place.

Jingjing secretly made a bet with her, "It's obviously a blind date." Then she denied her guess, "She looks alright, it shouldn't be that bad."

Sheng Yi was too lazy to gossip with her, so she quickly walked a few steps and followed her into the private room.

At the dinner table, it was traditionally Lao Qian's social gathering. Sheng Yi, feeling bored, ate until she was half full. She went to the restroom and was fixing her hair in front of the mirror when someone came over to greet her.

"Hi, what a coincidence."

She glanced at her face, which was completely covered by a mask, in the mirror, then lowered her hand. It was indeed quite a coincidence.

"You're eating here too?"

Feng Shu made no attempt to hide it, "Yes, you saw it too." The implication was that it was exactly as she had guessed.

You're not embarrassed; it's others who are. Sheng Yi is that "other person" now.

Wang Ying had mentioned a while ago that Feng Shu might be getting married soon, and if he did, she should ask Wang Ying to send a gift of money, though Wang Ying said she might not have time to go. She never expected that when they met again, he'd even have a different partner.

Upon closer examination, it seemed a bit too offensive. She could only smile and ask, "Was it all right?"

After saying that, she realized she had chosen the wrong opening. Fortunately, Yan Shen also seemed dazed and might not have heard her.

People were coming and going at the entrance to the restroom. Sheng Yi belatedly realized that he had some self-awareness as a public figure and pulled Feng Shu to another place.

Feng Shu still had a preoccupied expression, hidden in the half-light and half-dark shadows, as if he were about to be swallowed up by darkness.

Although Sheng Yi had never been in a relationship, she knew that it takes time for a normal person to get over the end of a long-term relationship. Since they were classmates, she didn't mind being an emotional dumping ground for them.

Was it going smoothly? Feng Shu asked himself the same question. He'd followed his family's arrangements step by step, and gotten to where he was now—it should have been smooth sailing, right? Why was she looking at him like that?

Even in the dim light, even with her beautiful face hidden by a mask, her eyes alone easily captivated him. Was the worry in them because of him?

He slightly curved his lips into a smile, as if he had found a new source of support.

"You used to..."

You're too kind!

Two voices rang out at the same time, but the latter did not come from Sheng Yi's mouth.

Looking up, I saw Cao Jun walking this way, talking on the phone. Not far away, by the railing, stood a man dressed in black, who had been leaning there quietly for who knows how long.

Cao Jun walked up to him and called out in a clear voice, "Brother."

Today is a good day to buy lottery tickets.

Sheng Yiyang smiled and spoke first, "Teacher Wen, what a coincidence."

Noticing his gaze falling on Feng Shu beside her, Sheng Yi slightly turned to the side, trying to block his scrutiny. Private matters didn't need to be brought into the social setting.

However, compared to Wen Shili, her small stature couldn't hide much of her brilliance. Feng Shu, however, felt a warmth in his heart.

"Oh my god!" Cao Jun was on the verge of tears, not even knowing who he should address with this "ancestor." He could only awkwardly step forward and accept the ensuing pleasantries.

Upon learning who she had come with, Cao Jun beamed with delight, saying that he was looking for an opportunity to discuss the next plan with the editor-in-chief.

It was at this moment that Sheng Yi realized that Lao Qian wasn't just lying to her when he said the magazine's status was rising; he had even managed to invite Wen Shili.

"Did it fall into the toilet?" Old Qian's voice was as rough as ever.

It seemed they had finished their conversation. Sheng Yi understood and asked Feng Shu to wait there while he led Cao Jun and Wen Shili back to their room.

To everyone's surprise, Lao Qian, who had been preparing to get up and say goodbye, smoothly sat back down in his original spot, showing no intention of leaving at all. Jingjing was completely dumbfounded; she had promised to stay far away.