Entrusting one's fate to others is the last thing Shang Yechu wants to do in her life.

But at this moment, she could only choose to trust Zheng Bohan. Although she didn't know what kind of earth-shattering marketing plan Zheng Bohan had, if she rashly disrupted his arrangements (although she hadn't seen what arrangements he had made), and angered Zheng Bohan, future cooperation might be difficult to predict.

Shang Yechu still admired Zheng Bohan's screenwriting skills. Among the many screenwriters in the entertainment industry who only knew how to write model operas or haphazardly adapt novel IPs, Zheng Bohan stood out from the crowd.

Moreover, Shang Yechu also believed that Zheng Bohan was even less willing than herself to see "Yun Qing Ji" flop.

In the days that followed, there was nothing we could do but wait.

Yi Tianzhao couldn't wait to send the script of "Xiao Fengque" to Shang Yechu, repeatedly urging Shang Yechu to thoroughly study the script.

Actually, this is completely unnecessary worry. After being criticized by the audience for adding scenes and changing actors, the script of "Xiao Feng Que" is more in line with the original work; for Shang Ye Chu, who has read the original work three or four times, this script is already very familiar.

There are more important things to do right now than getting familiar with the script.

Shang Yechu began adjusting her sleep schedule and eating regularly, trying to keep her health at a stable level. She couldn't possibly portray a sickly Xiao Fengque.

Shang Yechu was quite surprised to find that Sheng Wenzhi had a gym at home. She never expected that Sheng Wenzhi, with her seemingly lifeless appearance, would actually know how to maintain her health.

On his second day at Sheng Wenzhi's house, Shang Yechu began exercising daily in the gym. He did running, weightlifting, push-ups, and resistance band exercises. These exercises couldn't be done overnight; Shang Yechu had to start with the basics and gradually increase the intensity.

Sheng Wenzhi, on the other hand, is the complete opposite of Shang Yechu. Having lived here for three days, Shang Yechu has barely encountered her.

Sheng Wenzhi ate, drank, relieved herself, and slept in her study, remaining secluded every day and never going downstairs. She was practically working herself to the bone on her novel. Shang Yechu had originally intended to visit her study, but after witnessing her dedication to writing, she temporarily gave up the idea.

It's best not to disturb a writer when they are engrossed in writing.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and before we knew it, it was New Year's Eve.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Sheng Wenzhi finally crawled out of the study. She looked emaciated, like a bamboo stalk wrapped in clothes.

In fact, Sheng Wenzhi had almost forgotten that Shang Yechu was still in her family. When she saw Shang Yechu cooking instant noodles in the kitchen, Sheng Wenzhi was startled and almost smashed the bottle over Shang Yechu's head.

If Shang Yechu hadn't been so skilled in martial arts that he twisted Sheng Wenzhi's arm, she probably would have been disfigured.

After the chaos, Sheng Wenzhi finally remembered that it was New Year's Eve and asked Shang Yechu what she wanted to eat.

Neither she nor Shang Yechu are people who have much of a sense of New Year's rituals, nor are they skilled cooks; their culinary skills are limited to just enough to keep them from starving or getting sick.

Shang Yechu went to the supermarket and bought a bag of frozen dumplings and a few bottles of fruit juice and soda, while Sheng Wenzhi went to a restaurant to get some ready-made dishes to go. On their way back, the two bumped into each other and then walked home together in silence.

They had nothing in common. Shang Yechu had no intention of confiding in Sheng Wenzhi, and Sheng Wenzhi was too lazy to discuss literature and art with Shang Yechu—in her impression, Shang Yechu didn't understand these things at all.

Even though Shang Yechu has undergone a complete transformation and is completely different from before, just as Sheng Wenzhi is still a student in Shang Yechu's heart, Shang Yechu is still the chubby girl from her student days who tried to get close to her.

Ignorance, lack of knowledge, kindness, and slowness. It evokes both guilt and helplessness.

This is a stereotype that is difficult to eradicate. Even though Shang Yechu has shown intelligence and acumen that are completely different from what they were back then, it cannot be dispelled in a short time.

Shang Yechu boiled the frozen dumplings, and Sheng Wenzhi set the table with the prepared dishes. Soon, the 2017 Spring Festival Gala began.

Two adults who have known each other since their student days, yet whose relationship is difficult to describe in any single word, silently ate their New Year's Eve dinner amidst the singing and dancing of the party.

The frozen dumplings tasted bland, and even after reheating the prepared dishes, they didn't taste very good. This New Year's Eve dinner had an ominous, prophetic quality—like two estranged friends trying to rekindle their cooled-down friendship on New Year's Eve, only to end up with a table of bland, unappetizing food.

Shang Yechu read the script while eating, while Sheng Wenzhi occasionally glanced up at the gala.

On the television screen, comedians made the audience roar with laughter; off-screen, two people sat facing each other at opposite ends of a long table, saying nothing.

It was not even nine o'clock after dinner. Shang Yechu went back to her room to read the script, while Sheng Wenzhi went back to her study to continue writing her novel.

Before returning to their respective rooms, Sheng Wenzhi glanced back at Shang Yechu.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say "Happy New Year." But glancing at the time, she suddenly remembered it was only Lunar New Year's Eve. The New Year wouldn't arrive for several hours. Saying "Happy New Year" so early was inappropriate.

Sheng Wenzhi suddenly had a strange feeling. To Shang Yechu, Sheng Wenzhi always seemed out of place.

"Good night," Sheng Wenzhi said finally.

"Good night," Shang Yechu said.

This sentence wasn't meant to wish someone a good dream; it was just the closing statement of a paragraph.

And just like that, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

The premiere dates of "The Legend of Qingyun" and "The Tale of Yunqing".