Liangji Villa is located halfway up the mountain, and there is a long winding road from the foot of the mountain to the villa gate.

At this time, a half-new blue taxi was driving on the winding mountain road under the illumination of street lights. Sitting in the passenger seat was Zuo Jianqing, who had come from afar to visit the set.

Zuo Jianqing was wearing casual clothes, with a medium-sized mountaineering bag on his legs, and his tablet computer on the bag.

If it weren't for the video of a foreign medical lecture playing on the tablet, he would look like he had nothing to do with the profession of doctor, let alone a medical elite who travels around the country's top hospitals all day to attend seminars. Instead, he looked like a young man with nothing better to do.

Seeing that he was so focused on watching the incomprehensible video that he didn't even look up, the driver couldn't help but remind him, "We're almost there, two more minutes."

"Wow, so fast?" Zuo Jianqing looked up and around, and found that they had indeed reached the mountain road. He quickly paused the video, locked the screen, and stuffed the tablet back into his bag.

He knew that Song Yecheng was filming this afternoon, so he didn't plan to bother him after arriving at Yinling. He thought he could just take a taxi there and maybe give him a surprise.

Who knows, ideals are wonderful, but reality is bullshit.

When he got in the car and gave his address, the driver slammed on the brakes and turned to look at his travel gear. "Are you from out of town? You can't stay at Liangji Villa these days. I heard from a friend that they're having some kind of meeting there, so it's closed to the public."

Zuo Jianqing thought to himself that there was no such thing as a meeting, it must be a smokescreen put up by the crew, so he waved his hand and said it was okay, just drive there, I'm going to look for someone.

The driver gave a half-believing "Oh" and restarted the car, but still gave him a warning: "I heard that a few days ago, people couldn't get through the gate when they were driving there. Even if I drive you there, I can't take you to the parking lot inside. You'll have to drop you off at the main gate."

After hearing what he said, Zuo Jianqing realized that his wish for a surprise was completely unreasonable, so he had to greet Song Yecheng honestly and ask him to greet him at the gate in person.

At this time, the taxi had turned the last bend. Not far ahead was the gate of the villa that spanned the entire road, with a barrier on each side. The two guards next to the barrier really made a stop gesture to them the moment they saw the car.

The driver drove forward a little further and pulled over about ten meters in front of the door. Zuo Jianqing paid the fare quickly and got out of the car carrying his backpack.

The driver turned the car around and was about to drive away when he suddenly noticed a group of young people who looked like students gathered on the opposite side of the road. Several young girls among them were looking at him hesitantly, as if they wanted to take a taxi.

This villa is quite remote, so it's not easy to get a taxi. It's also hard for drivers to bring back repeat customers. Being able to bring them here is definitely a pleasant surprise, so he decisively lowered the window and took the initiative to ask, "Are you going to the city?"

The little girl did not answer directly, but turned around and discussed with each other for a few words, as if to reach a consensus, and finally waved her hand at him to indicate that it was not necessary.

This little episode caught the eye of Zuo Jianqing, who was standing across the street, but he paid no attention to it. He walked a few steps to the side with his bag on his back, leaned against a tree, took out his phone, and sent a voice message to Song Yecheng: "I'm here, right at the gate."

A few seconds later, the phone received a reply: Coming.

Zuo Jianqing put his phone back in his pocket and glanced casually across the street. He found that the group of girls opposite were also looking at him. But when they saw him looking at them, they all looked away as if nothing had happened.

Zuo Jianqing was puzzled, but he didn't look in that direction anymore. Instead, he turned his head to look towards the gate.

Behind the gate of the villa is a winding tree-lined avenue leading to the parking lot, which is generally inclined upward.

If Zuo Jianqing was picked up by the car sent by Song Yecheng, he could actually drive directly to the parking lot, but because he took a taxi himself, for the confidentiality of the crew, Song Yecheng did not greet the guard and ask him to let the unfamiliar vehicle pass.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the street lights on both sides of the boulevard had already been lit. Zuo Jianqing stared at the shadows cast by the treetops boredly for a while, and soon saw two figures appear among the bright and dark shadows of the trees.

Before Zuo Jianqing could see who those two people were, he suddenly heard a thunderous scream from the other side:

"Ah——! Song Yecheng!"

"Oh my god, it's really him! Song Yecheng!"

“Ahhhhh, brother—!”

Zuo Jianqing was almost frightened to the point of having a myocardial infarction. He looked across in disbelief and saw that the group of girls were already rushing towards the gate like arrows.

The two people walking down the tree-lined road obviously did not expect such a thing to happen, and their footsteps paused for a moment. However, Song Yecheng was a man accustomed to being chased and blocked, so he was stunned for only two seconds, and then continued to walk forward with Jiang Que calmly.

Although the girls were crazy, they were well-mannered and did not try to crawl through the gate railings. They just shouted excitedly to Song Yecheng through the railings.

Song Yecheng smiled and waved at them, causing a new round of crazy screams. Then he looked out over the crowd, and after catching sight of Zuo Jianqing, he immediately gave him a look that said "come here quickly".

Zuo Jianqing hurried over, and Song Yecheng signaled the gatekeeper to let him pass. Then he walked over to the security room and whispered, "What's going on?"

The security guard in the window looked embarrassed. "I don't know where they heard the news, but they came here this afternoon. They're standing guard at the door and doing nothing. When asked who they were waiting for, they wouldn't tell us. We couldn't force them to leave, and we only realized now that they were waiting for you."

Song Yecheng nodded, turned around and told Zuo Jianqing and Jiang Que to wait for a moment, then walked around the gate and went out.

The little girls shouted even more excitedly when they saw this, and rushed forward to surround Song Yecheng. Some asked for his autograph, some asked for photos, and some stuffed things into his hands while asking about his well-being: "Brother, are you tired from filming?"

"Brother, you seem to have lost weight?"

"Is it very hard?"

“…”

“…”

Inside the gate of the villa.

Jiang Que and Zuo Jianqing, two strangers, looked at each other, then smiled awkwardly at each other.

Two seconds later, Zuo Jianqing spoke first, "I'm his childhood friend, Zuo Jianqing. You can just call me Little...Old Zuo."

He originally wanted to say "Xiao Zuo", but looking at Jiang Que's face which was obviously younger than his, he was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he changed it to "Lao Zuo" on the spot.

"Hello," Jiang Que responded politely but not very skillfully, "I'm... Bai Yeling."

"I know, I know," Zuo Jianqing quickly replied with a smile, "You've been all over the trending searches these past couple of days. They're all saying that you could rely on your looks but chose to rely on your talent. I see the girls around me can't wait to lick the screen."

Jiang Que's expression was blank for a moment. Zuo Jianqing was puzzled when he saw this: "Why, you don't know yet?"

Jiang Que really didn't know that the last time he logged into Weibo was a month ago using the 810 account. After joining the team, he never paid attention to trending searches again, and he didn't even have a Weibo app on his phone.

Seeing Jiang Que's genuine bewilderment, Zuo Jianqing finally confirmed that he truly was unaware. He blinked in disbelief and then laughed, "You really are... you truly live up to your reputation for being low-key."

Outside the gate.

Song Yecheng complied with the girls' request for a photo, and in the midst of their endless and concerned inquiries, he casually answered them while lowering his head to sign for them one by one.

When it was time for the last two people to sign in, Song Yecheng asked casually while writing, "How did you find this place?"

The media's reports on the opening ceremony only said that it was held in Yinling, and did not reveal the specific location of "Liangji Villa". However, they were so confident that they ran to the suburbs and waited there for an entire afternoon, which meant they must have received confirmed news.

As for where the rumor came from, judging from the small number of them, which consisted of only about ten people, they must have heard it from the crew or a staff member of the villa through personal relationships, and it would not be a large-scale gossip channel.

As soon as he said this, the surrounding greetings paused for a moment. The girls exchanged glances quickly, hesitating for a long time without answering: "I, we are... um..."

Seeing this reaction, Song Yecheng almost understood that the person who leaked the news to them must have said something like "Don't say it was me who said it" or "Don't sell me out", so he smiled casually and said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to say it."

After saying that, he changed the subject and added jokingly, "But you guys can't tell anyone else about this. If there are too many people and it affects the filming of the crew, I will become the sinner."

"No, no, we won't tell!"

"I didn't even tell my sister!"

The girls quickly made promises, and one of them, who looked like the organizer, immediately instructed everyone, "Don't rush to upload today's photos online. If you want to post them, wait until the crew leaves Yinling, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know!" The little girls nodded repeatedly like chicks pecking at rice.

Song Yecheng smiled and handed his signature to the last two girls: "You are all students, right? From Yinling?"

Seeing that he didn't continue to ask about the source of the information, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, smiled happily and nodded, "Yes, we all came from the city."

Song Yecheng asked, "How did you get here? Did you take a taxi?"

Seeing them nodding in agreement, Song Yecheng asked with concern, "How are you going to get back?"

The girls were stunned for a moment: "Oh, we can just go down the mountain and take a taxi later."

Song Yecheng looked at the surrounding wilderness and the already dark night, and after thinking for a moment, he decided: "How about this, don't rush to leave, I'll call a car to take you back to the city later."

Hearing this, the little girls waved their hands in panic:

"No, no, no, that's not necessary!"

"No need to go through so much trouble, we can just take a taxi!"

However, Song Yecheng did not give in: "Don't be so arrogant. It's not safe for a group of little girls like you to walk on the mountain road at night. Be obedient."

His tone was clearly serious, like a parent, but the word "obedient" was so irresistible that all the little girls blushed and looked at each other shyly, unable to refuse.

"Okay, I'll go in first," Song Yecheng concluded, "Will you wait here for a while?"

The little girls nodded and waved obediently: "Goodbye, brother!"

"Brother, don't work too hard on the filming! Take care of yourself!"

Song Yecheng responded, waved, turned around and walked back to the gate of the villa, calling Jiang Que and Zuo Jianqing who had been waiting for a long time to walk back together.

Zuo Jianqing hadn't expected that he would encounter such a scene of fans squatting there when he came to visit the set casually. He was a little amused, but he also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he just followed silently.

Unexpectedly, just as the three of them took a few steps, a hesitant voice suddenly came from behind, as if it had been held back for a long time: "Bai, Teacher Bai!"

The three of them paused and turned around to see a little girl in the crowd smiling shyly. She seemed to have mustered up the courage to say, "I've read all your books. They're really good!"

Jiang Que was slightly stunned. He had not expected such a thing to happen. Just as he was about to politely thank her, he heard another little girl next to him say boldly, "You look good too!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the girls burst into laughter and echoed "Yes, yes, yes". Even Song Yecheng and Zuo Jianqing joined in the laughter.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively. The girls seemed to be energized, their reserved shyness vanishing completely. They poured out all the words they had been holding back: "Teacher Bai, why don't you post on Weibo if you have time?"

"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Bai, please go online and interact more! Your Weibo account will become a zombie if you don't use it anymore!"

“Just post something daily, that’s fine too!”

“You can even post selfies!”

Bai Ye Ling's empty Weibo account obviously made the book fans who had been following it for many years and the new fans of his looks very frustrated, causing them to start talking non-stop.

It was the first time for Jiang Que to deal with such a situation. He was a little confused by their barrage of words. He felt a little speechless when he opened his mouth several times. He couldn't help but look at Song Yecheng for help.

It would have been fine if I hadn't looked. When I did, I discovered that Song Yecheng was nodding repeatedly at the girls with approval on his face, as if to say, "If you can talk, talk more." He seemed to be leading the cheering and instigating them.

Jiang Que: “…”

Song Yecheng caught a glimpse of his gaze and quickly retracted his expression. He cleared his throat with two "coughs" and put his arm around his shoulder as if nothing had happened. He pretended to speak up to help him out, "Alright, alright. I'll help you supervise Teacher Bai."

His action once again triggered the girls' irrepressible screams of excitement: "Great! Brother should remember to post more on Weibo too!"

Song Yecheng made a casual gesture of "OK", and the girls finally waved their hands contentedly:

"Goodbye, brother!"

"Goodbye, Teacher Bai!"