Chapter 241 (Second Update)

241:

When Mu Shaowu woke up the next morning, he still found the dream from the previous night quite magical.

How can a person's thoughts during the day lead to dreams like that?

Thinking this way, he told Ye Qingxi about it.

"You have no idea how angry I was in my dream, but there was nothing I could do. It made me so angry. Thank goodness it was just a dream." Mu Shaowu chuckled. "That's why people say, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night."

Ye Qingxi was stunned.

He vaguely remembered that he did have such an experience.

That was when he was about six or seven years old. At that time, he had already made arrangements with his friends in class to go to summer camp together that summer.

He was overjoyed, imagining picking fruit, stargazing, having picnics, and playing with everyone.

But his parents took him to an audition for a film.

The next day, after he returned home, he was told that he had passed the audition and that the filming would take place in June, July, or August.

Ye Qingxi burst into tears almost immediately.

He looked at his parents, tears welling up in his eyes. "I told you I was going to summer camp this summer, and you all agreed that if I filmed in the spring, I wouldn't have to film in the summer. I've already filmed, I've finished filming."

“That’s because plans can’t keep up with changes,” his mother said.

"But I've already made arrangements with them."

“Oh, then just tell them you’re not going,” his father said.

Ye Qingxi felt wronged when she saw his parents' indifferent attitude.

He turned and went back into the room, where he cried bitterly.

That was a long time ago.

Even for Ye Qingxi now, he would never recall it.

Why would Mu Shaowu dream about it?

Ye Qingxi was a little confused.

He didn't want Mu Shaowu to know everything about his past.

Knowing this will make me feel sorry for you.

He didn't want to hurt his feelings.

Fortunately, Mu Shaowu probably only had dreams about what he thought about during the day, because he didn't have those dreams again the next night.

Ye Qingxi was relieved to hear him say in a still-sleepy voice, "Dream? I don't think I had any dreams last night."

"Ah," Mu Shaowu suddenly slapped the blanket, "I remember now."

Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?

"I dreamt that I, the valiant knight, defeated the two monsters that were imprisoning you, rescued you, my little prince, and then you lived happily ever after with me~"

Ye Qingxi: "A fairy tale?"

Mu Shaowu nodded, "But the part about me being a valiant knight and you being a little prince is a work of fiction."

Ye Qingxi was immediately amused by him.

Alright, although his knight couldn't break through the barrier to rescue him, it doesn't matter. He defied time and space to come to his side, so the two of them did indeed live happily ever after.

Ye Qingxi felt that with this interpretation, his previous life didn't seem so unacceptable anymore.

In this world, you always have to give to receive, and you have to give to gain.

Ye Qingxi is not afraid of hardship; he understands the principle that hardship precedes sweetness.

He feared that he had suffered hardship but had no sweetness to share.

But now we have it!

And many, many more.

So those memories from the past don't seem so unforgettable anymore.

Love, too.

Hate is fine too.

Even if it's tough.

Pain is fine too.

It's as if they can all slumber in the past, no longer remembered by him.

Ye Qingxi got out of bed and looked at her knight, "Get up, little prince, it's time for school~"

Mu Shaowu immediately threw off the covers, "This old servant is coming right away!"

After dropping Ye Qingxi off at school, Mu Shaowu worked half a day before heading to the airport to pick up Feng Que.

Feng Que's plane was on time, and Mu Shaowu saw him in no time.

Having probably seen his license plate number, Feng Que pulled her suitcase and walked towards him.

He was tall and had a striking appearance. Especially after wearing a mask, his deep-set eyes and eyebrows became even more prominent, so much so that many girls with suitcases around him looked at him curiously and discussed whether he was some kind of celebrity.

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que could only walk quickly to Mu Shaowu's car and get in.

When Mu Shaowu saw him come up, he politely asked, "Director Feng, would you like to have dinner first or go to your accommodation first?"

"Let's go to our lodgings first," Feng Que said.

"Then I'll take you to the accommodation I've arranged for you."

“No need,” Feng Que refused. “I have a place to stay.”

Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?

Perhaps noticing the confusion in his eyes, Feng Que explained, "When my grandfather came here to visit a couple of years ago, someone gave him a suite."

Mu Shaowu nodded, "I see."

That's fine, it saves him the trouble of providing his own apartment.

After Feng Que finished speaking, he gave the address he had obtained from his grandfather and took off his mask.

I must say, she's quite good-looking.

When Mu Shaowu went to audition, he felt that Feng Que looked more like an actor than a director.

Looking back now, he still holds the same opinion.

It's only because the two of them aren't familiar with each other that Mu Shaowu is quite curious as to why he doesn't direct and act in this himself.

It's not like it's impossible.

"When does Xiaoxi get out of school?" Feng Que asked Mu Shaowu after taking a sip of water.

Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? Xiao Xi?

You called me that so affectionately!

"Soon," he said.

"Then we'll pick him up in a bit, have a meal together, and sign the contract."

“Okay,” Mu Shaowu replied.

So when Ye Qingxi saw Mu Shaowu again, she saw Feng Que sitting next to his father.

Ye Qingxi: You're here already?

It's faster than he expected!

Ye Qingxi greeted Feng Que with a smile, got into the car, and sat down next to Mu Shaowu.

Once they arrived at the hotel's private room and had dinner, Feng Que took out the contract.

This was the first time Ye Qingxi had seen an actor's contract since she transmigrated.

He once thought he would never see such a contract again, much less sign one.

But now, I've seen it again.

There was no dissatisfaction, no resistance, no annoyance; there was only the joy of having my wish fulfilled.

Ye Qingxi picked up the pen and happily wrote her name.

Hello, this is actress Ye Qingxi.

We finally meet again, Ye Qingxi.

After Mu Shaowu saw that he had finished writing, he signed his name in the guardian column.

After that, he signed his own contract.

With the dust settled, Feng Que finally breathed a sigh of relief—now, he had no way out.

"Come to my house at 1 p.m. tomorrow, and we'll begin the formal training."

Feng Que put away the contract and spoke to Mu Shaowu.

Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? !!!

"Tomorrow?! Aren't you going to play first?"

Phoenix Palace: ...

"You don't really think I'm here just for fun, do you?"

Mu Shaowu: ...He felt that at least 50% was.

“Filming started in mid-January, and it’s almost December now. That’s less than two months at most. Your acting skills are still failing. Do you think that’s a lot of time?” Feng Que looked at him.

Mu Shaowu: ...That does seem to be a bit tight.

"I'll be waiting for you at home tomorrow at noon. Be there on time."

Mu Shaowu nodded, "Okay."

"What about me?" Ye Qingxi raised her hand.

"Just focus on your studies," Feng Que said with a smile, patting his head. "Don't worry~"

"Can I go see my dad?" Ye Qingxi asked.

“Sure,” Feng Que said. “I don’t have military-style management, and I don’t prohibit prison visits.”

Mu Shaowu: ...You're the one visiting someone in prison!

"Okay," Ye Qingxi said happily.

"Then Dad, you study hard. I'll come see you after school tomorrow afternoon." Ye Qingxi looked at her father.

"Okay~" Mu Shaowu rubbed his head.

And so, Mu Shaowu's acting training course officially began.

In a sense, Feng Que is a very pragmatic director.

He didn't intend to train Mu Shaowu to become a movie star; he only intended for Mu Shaowu to not hold him and Ye Qingxi back in his film.

Therefore, upon meeting Mu Shaowu, he immediately presented the movie script and filming schedule.

“Just act according to the script on this call sheet, and I’ll adjust it according to your performance. That way, when the crew starts filming, you can get it right in one take,” Feng Que said.

Mu Shaowu: !!! !!! One take!

Are these words that can be associated with him?!

Mu Shaowu immediately agreed, "No problem."

However, Mu Shaowu soon discovered that there seemed to be a problem.

Feng Que looked at him, her eyes filled with despair. "Be ruthless, be even more ruthless. You're very angry right now, and you really want to hit the other person."

“No, your eyes are wrong. At this moment, although you want to hit him, you can’t. Your eyes should not only show anger, but also restraint, resentment, pain and struggle.”

Mu Shaowu: ...

"Didn't I?"

Phoenix Palace: !!!

Do you have one?

Mu Shaowu: Of course he has it!

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que felt even more hopeless.

"Come on, let's go through the scene again. You must remember that your emotions at this moment are very complex, not just simple anger."

As Feng Que spoke, she grabbed his hand and pulled him by the collar, "Action!"

Mu Shaowu instantly grabbed his collar and pushed him backward, forcing him step by step until he had nowhere to retreat, pinning him against the wall. He glared angrily at the other man, his emotions rising and falling... but never subsiding.

"Cut," Feng Que interrupted. "Let's start over."

Mu Shaowu nodded, released his hand, and began to gather his emotions again.

After repeating this process five times, Feng Que felt exhausted from being pressed against the wall.

"Why don't we go pick up Xiaoxi first?" Feng Que suggested.

Mu Shaowu glanced at his watch; it seemed to be time to pick up his son.

but……

“Xiao Xi has someone to pick him up. His Uncle Li will bring him over, so we don’t need to go over.”

"Consider it a chance to get some fresh air," Feng Que said casually.

Mu Shaowu immediately said, "It's alright, Director Feng, I don't need to keep watch!"

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que looked at him with a mournful expression, "I need it!"

Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?

Mu Shaowu: !!!

Mu Shaowu: ...

Feng Que picked up his phone and walked outside. "Let's go pick up Xiao Xi."

If he doesn't see Ye Qingxi again, he'll start to question why he signed with Mu Shaowu in the first place.

God!

Why are the acting skills of the son and the father so different?

Are they really father and son?

Oh, no.

Feng Que felt even more desperate.

So, that afternoon, Mu Shaowu and Feng Que reappeared before Ye Qingxi to pick him up.

Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?

"Didn't we agree that Uncle Li would pick me up?"

"Of course it's because I want to see you, baby!" Feng Que said solicitously. "Come on up, Uncle will treat you to dinner!"

Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?

Ye Qingxi sat down, puzzled.

Feng Que looked at him with gentle eyes, her gaze full of affection.

Look at what a wonderful child he is.

Look at that pretty little face.

Look at that, what a brilliant acting skill!

See, he doesn't sell retail!

No retail, no retail, no retail—this phrase kept repeating in Feng Que's mind.

"I feel much better." Feng Que turned to look at Mu Shaowu. "After dinner, you can continue your extra training."

Mu Shaowu: ...