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Zhao Qinfeng was also startled, but he didn't show it; his eyes just widened slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Lin Ting next to him seemed to bounce in his seat and then turn to look at him.
Zhao Qinfeng turned his head and met Lin Ting's gaze. He realized that Lin Ting seemed to be frightened, so he turned to Lin Ting and asked, "Are you alright?"
Lin Ting shook her head, quickly regained her composure, turned her head back, her expression very calm, but her face was slightly flushed.
Lin Ting couldn't help but feel relieved, thinking that his makeup was thick enough to cover up his blush.
The staff on site handled the incident immediately. The device that fell to the ground did not hit anyone or break, and it would not be used in today's recording, so the subsequent recording was not affected.
After recording the show, Lin Ting returned to the dressing room to get his things, but heard a knock on the door. He went to open the door and saw Zhao Qinfeng standing there.
"Qinfeng? What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Lin Ting asked in confusion, opening the door a little to signal Zhao Qinfeng to come in.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you've guessed it yet," Zhao Qinfeng said, his face seemingly filled with anticipation.
Lin Ting had just finished recording a program and was a bit tired. After hearing Zhao Qinfeng's unclear description, it took her a while to react.
"You mean I didn't guess which account was yours?" Lin Ting looked at Zhao Qinfeng, and when he nodded, she understood. She said apologetically, "I've been really busy lately and haven't had time to check. You didn't give me any hints either, so I thought it was probably not easy. I've been thinking about it recently."
Zhao Qinfeng said, "Actually, you can rely more on your intuition. I don't know how to give you a hint. I'm a little worried that if I give you a hint, you will guess it right away."
"What, are you worried I'll figure it out? So when you ask me to guess, do you hope I'll guess it, or do you hope I won't?" Lin Ting teased, unable to suppress his laughter.
Zhao Qinfeng looked rather troubled and explained, "Well... I was just worried that you'd be too surprised if you guessed it."
Lin Ting raised an eyebrow and said, "I think this is a hint."
Zhao Qinfeng said, "The more I say, the more mistakes I'll make. I'd better not ask. Do you have time next week?"
Lin Ting checked her schedule with Zhao Qinfeng and found that they didn't have any free time together next week. Either Lin Ting was busy with work or overtime, or Zhao Qinfeng was traveling around. The earliest time they could meet was a Sunday more than two weeks from now.
Zhao Qinfeng said, "So, is that day? I'd like to invite you to my house for a meal, and you can tell me your guess then."
Lin Ting said, "It seems like we have plenty of time. With so much time, I can guess how many people we'll meet."
After saying goodbye to Zhao Qinfeng, Lin Ting suddenly realized on her way back that the time they had agreed upon was even after the last recording of the show.
Lin Ting couldn't help but sigh at how quickly time had passed. During this time, he had entered a completely new field of work. Although the content wasn't entirely unfamiliar, he had indeed learned a lot. He had also been attacked by a stranger for the first time in his life, and had become good friends with a singer he had been following for nine years—although he only followed the singer's music.
After returning home, Lin Ting quickly washed up and lay down on the bed. He casually opened a video app and checked it out. Because he had been persistently watching the videos he made about Zhao Qinfeng, his homepage was now completely filled with videos about Zhao Qinfeng.
However, he didn't open the app this time to continue watching videos. Instead, he planned to browse the comments section of his own videos to see if he could find any clues.
He remembered Zhao Qinfeng telling him that he could rely more on his own intuition, and he also thought of what Zhao Qinfeng said: if he guessed the other party's account, he might be very surprised.
Lin Ting thought for a while, scrolled down the video list on his account homepage for a long time, and randomly clicked on a video from more than three years ago.
The top comment was sent by a loyal fan named "Frosty Leaf," and Lin Ting noticed that he had manually pinned it. Lin Ting also noticed that this netizen's IP address was in Haicheng.
He suddenly remembered that for a period of time, this netizen's IP address changed frequently. He hadn't been paying close attention to the other party's IP location, but based on his fragmented impressions, he couldn't pinpoint exactly which IP address this netizen usually used.
Lin Ting casually went to Zhao Qinfeng's Weibo super topic and found his schedule for the past few months. The dense schedule made his scalp tingle. It seemed that Zhao Qinfeng was always flying around, and his IP address probably changed frequently.
Hmm? Lin Ting suddenly realized that Zhao Qinfeng's IP change gave people the feeling of a working person who travels all over the place. He had just applied this description to "Shuangye" a while ago.
He immediately switched back to the app, found the comments left by this netizen on his videos recently, and matched the IP address with Zhao Qinfeng's itinerary.
After finishing the discussion, Lin Ting already had an answer in his mind, but he was not in a hurry to tell Zhao Qinfeng. He decided to digest it on his own for a while.
Two weeks later, Lin Ting participated in the final recording. He wanted to take advantage of his free time to chat with Zhao Qinfeng and see if his guess was correct. However, Zhao Qinfeng was very busy and couldn't even spare some time to chat with Lin Ting alone.
Lin Ting said, "Director Qiu said there's a wrap party later, how about we talk then?"
Zhao Qinfeng looked utterly dejected and said, "My next recording session is in X province, and I have to catch a flight right away, so I have to leave immediately after I finish filming and will have to miss this wrap party."
Lin Ting nodded. He wasn't sad that he couldn't say what he wanted to say to the other person, since they would see each other again later. However, he did feel sorry for Zhao Qinfeng. With such a busy work schedule, it was really not easy for him to maintain his best condition during the recording.
"Go ahead and get busy, we'll talk later. Remember to rest for a while before you board the plane, it's really tough working like this." Lin Ting patted Zhao Qinfeng on the shoulder.
The wrap party was held at a hotel near the Haicheng Film and Television Center, making it very convenient for everyone to get there. The hotel, with its convenient location, was very familiar with the procedures for hosting a wrap party, so everything was arranged smoothly and efficiently.
"Cheers!" Director Qiu and everyone at the table shouted in unison.
The variety show recording was completed and successfully concluded. At this time, the staff who had some free time gathered together for a wrap party.
Lin Ting and Wang Qiong sat together. They had all interacted a lot during the recording, so they naturally had a certain tacit understanding. As a result, the topics kept coming one after another, and there was never a dull moment.
"Hey, Ms. Lin, is this really your first time recording a program?" a director asked.
Lin Ting laughed and said, "What, doesn't it look like it?"
Director Qiu said, "Right? I have a good eye; I picked such a treasure as Teacher Lin."
Everyone laughed, and Lin Ting, despite being praised, didn't show any timidity and laughed along with everyone.
Director Qiu expressed his heartfelt gratitude for everyone's efforts, and everyone applauded enthusiastically, with Lin Ting joining in the applause.
This was Lin Ting's first time participating in a variety show recording. Encountering such a highly professional team and a capable director like Director Qiu, he truly benefited and learned a great deal. His applause at this moment was genuine, a heartfelt thank you to Director Qiu and everyone for their hard work. Of course, a small portion of it was for Zhao Qinfeng, who was unable to attend due to catching a flight.
Just as he was thinking of Zhao Qinfeng, Director Qiu mentioned that Mr. Zhao Qinfeng had a tight schedule and should already be at the airport. Although he wasn't there in person, he was very grateful for his wonderful performance on the show...
The wrap party was very satisfying for everyone, and as it drew to a close, everyone gradually left the table.
As Lin Ting was walking out, Director Qiu suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Director Qiu, what can I do for you?" Lin Ting was startled and barely managed to stop herself from jumping out.
Director Qiu said, "Actually, there was an element of gambling in approaching you at the time. After all, you had never shown your face online, and I was always worried that you were someone who didn't want to appear on TV or show your face in public."
Lin Ting said, "At first, I simply expressed myself through text. Later, when I started making videos, I still felt that the simpler the better, so I never considered turning on the camera. However, I am not against appearing on camera."
"I can see that, apart from being a little uncomfortable in the first two episodes, you've become more and more composed since then, including that time..." Director Qiu paused for a moment, not continuing immediately.
Seeing her hesitation, Lin Ting took the initiative to ask, "Director Qiu, are you referring to Lu Ren's matter?"
Director Qiu nodded: "Qin Feng told me about your injury, and I owe you an apology."
Lin Ting waved his hand and said, "It was my insistence on doing that thing, so actually I'm the one causing you trouble."
Director Qiu didn't continue with the pleasantries, but said, "If you want to get into this industry, this variety show is definitely a good start. You'll get invitations to write articles and appear on shows. If any planners or directors ask me for your contact information, I'll just hand it over without hesitation."
Lin Ting smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Qiu."
After returning home, Lin Ting sent a message to Zhao Qinfeng, saying that Director Qiu had talked to him for a while after the wrap party.
It was already past 1 a.m., and Lin Ting guessed that Zhao Qinfeng should have already gone to bed. He thought he would get a reply in the morning, but he didn't expect to see the reply after he finished washing up.
Zhao Qinfeng seemed very frustrated, laughing for a long time before saying that his flight was delayed and that he and his assistant had just landed and were now on their way to the hotel.
Although he was exhausted, Zhao Qinfeng was still very curious about the conversation between Lin Ting and Director Qiu. Lin Ting wanted to talk to him another day, but Zhao Qinfeng said that he couldn't rest now, and if they didn't finish discussing this topic, he might not be able to sleep when he got to the hotel because of his curiosity.
Lin Ting was startled by Zhao Qinfeng. Zhao Qinfeng rushed over late at night because he had work in the morning. Lin Ting couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to have insomnia under such circumstances. So he directly asked Zhao Qinfeng if it would be convenient to have a voice call. He could just say a few words on the voice call, which would save Zhao Qinfeng from having to type on the way.
Zhao Qinfeng said to wait a moment, took out an earphone from his bag, and then quickly made a voice call.
"So what exactly did she say to you?" Zhao Qinfeng asked curiously.
Lin Ting thought for a moment and said, "Director Qiu said you told her about my injury."
This answer caught Zhao Qinfeng off guard.
"Actually, we were mainly talking about work," Lin Ting casually steered the conversation back on track. "She said that if I want to continue developing my career in this industry, there should be people willing to invite me."
Zhao Qinfeng nodded in agreement, not surprised, and said, "Of course. You have insightful points, and you're young and have a good image. You can participate in program recordings or write music reviews online."
"If I stay in this circle, should I deliberately keep some distance from you?" Lin Ting asked.
Zhao Qinfeng calmly said, "If either of us cares about the negative effects, then it's necessary, but I don't care. You see, I directly forwarded your video last time, so it depends on whether you care or not."
Hearing the other person's calm voice, Lin Ting couldn't help but chuckle twice. When the other person remained silent, she quickly said with a smile, "I don't mind at all. Of course I don't care. Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for not disliking me."
Lin Ting found that she and Zhao Qinfeng could easily go on and on, losing track of time when they started chatting. However, considering that it was already quite late, she restrained herself a little and quickly said goodbye to Zhao Qinfeng.
After the recording of the show ended, Lin Ting still had to continue making videos, so he kept an eye on the broadcast of the variety show. Although he had already attended the wrap party for the show, its spread on the internet was still in full swing.
Time flew by, and the day arrived when Lin Ting was to visit Zhao Qinfeng's home.
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