Things have somehow developed into the way they are now—
The group sat together in complete darkness, all the lights in the room were turned off, and the latest episode of Lichunju was projected onto the big screen.
Jiang Yixing hid half of his head behind Zhang Zhimin, not wanting to see his face magnified countless times and printed on the big screen.
Zhang Zhimin was in high spirits. On the screen, Jiang Yixing was wearing a light blue ancient costume robe, which made her skin look as white as snow. Her slender neck was exposed, and her jewelry was simple yet elegant. Combined with her dignified posture, she looked even more dignified. She was truly a beautiful woman who looked like a flower in the mirror.
"oh---!!"
The crowd gasped in surprise. Jiang Yixing peeked at the screen with one eye, then awkwardly looked away.
On the screen was a scene between Jiang Yixing and Zheng Lianfang. Jiang Yixing was sitting on the edge of the bed, the bright red quilt was tinged with purple, and she slightly raised her eyes to look at Zheng Lianfang as he walked in.
Zheng Lianfang, dressed in a yellow dragon robe, unconsciously exuded an aura of dominance. Her sharp eyes and brows showed that even in this boudoir, she had not completely lost her vigilance.
"Are you tired of waiting?" Zheng Lianfang's voice carried a hint of nonchalance, indicating that he was not sincere.
Jiang Yixing was new to the harem and still young, so she was naturally a little scared as she looked at the man who would become her husband in the future.
He is the master of this land, the supreme ruler, the most honored man in the world.
Consort Rong's voice unconsciously softened, "Your Majesty, I am not tired."
Her curled eyelashes trembled involuntarily, like dewdrops frosting on the fragile roots of grass in winter, as if tears were about to flow from her faintly shimmering eyes at any moment.
Jiang Wei was captivated by the stunning beauty before him. No man is immune to the allure of a beautiful woman. With a slight smile, he bent down and cupped Tong Tong's face in his hands. "I hope you're not tired."
Then he gently covered Tong Tong's lips with his own. The subsequent shots were blocked by the gradually lowering red curtain, and only the vague figure on the bed could be seen.
This part was filmed using camera tricks, and Zheng Lianfang didn't actually kiss. However, through skillful editing, the two appeared to be kissing in the TV series.
Jiang Yixing was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole. During filming, everyone was immersed in the story and didn't think about anything else except the emotions that the characters should have.
Looking back at the scenes I filmed back then, all the embarrassment welled up in my heart, especially since my face was magnified infinitely on the screen, where even my pores seemed to be clearly visible.
The jeers from the crowd grew louder and louder, and Jiang Yixing finally couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and said, "Aren't you all tired of watching this? Let's change the show! Let's change the show!"
"No, no, no, teaching assistants, we just want to see this!!"
"Wow, this looks great!"
"Is the teaching assistant shy?"
"Hahahaha, so actors get shy even when watching their own shows?"
"No, no, no," Jiang Yixing shook her head, "This doesn't look good."
Jiang Yixing looked around, then pulled up Mao Helin, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Next, please let Teacher Mao sing a song for everyone!"
Mao Helin was a little confused when she suddenly pulled him up. He saw Jiang Yixing put her hands together and wave them at him, mouthing: Please, please!
Mao Helin glanced at the still aesthetically pleasing shots, somewhat puzzled, but still nodded and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yixing smiled gratefully at him, finally relieved that she wouldn't have to watch that awkward scene anymore!
The students were in a dilemma. They had finally gotten a break and could watch the teaching assistant's new TV series, but they didn't want to miss Mao Helin's songs.
Jiang Yixing pressed his advantage, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Do you know how much it costs to get a seat in the first row at Teacher Mao's concert?"
Everyone immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes, let's listen to Teacher Mao sing!" "Oh wow wow! Singing!" "Teacher Mao! Give us one!"
In short, everyone goes wherever the excitement is, and now the calls for Mao and Lin's names are getting louder.
Since his debut, Mao Helin has basically never lip-synced, except for special requests from television stations, so his skills are naturally solid and stable.
The production team handed Mao Helin a standing microphone and a guitar. Mao Helin took the guitar and asked, "Want to play the guitar?"
Jiang Yixing, standing to the side, quickly said, "It's okay if we don't talk about it, we can just sing a song."
Mao Helin thought for a moment, then took his guitar and went on stage. He stood in front of the microphone, strummed a few notes, and tuned the instrument.
Then a series of flowing music began to play smoothly, with Mao Helin's voice and the guitar complementing each other to create a beautiful melody.
The scene gradually quieted down. No one whispered or talked to each other. Everyone stared quietly at the stage, with music flowing in their ears.
The production crew quietly moved aside and turned off most of the lights, leaving only the one above Mao Helin's head, emitting a faint glow. In the darkness, only that one spot was lit, accompanied by the continuous music. He was like an angel descended to earth, lowering his eyes and playing earnestly.
The director gripped the script tightly with excitement. Luckily, he had asked the staff to prepare a guitar before he knew Mao Helin would be coming, and it came in handy.
The experienced cameramen skillfully captured the perfect shots, including Mao Helin and all the trainees who were attentively listening to the music. The director was delighted, and Mao Helin sang and played the guitar! The ratings for this episode were guaranteed!
Amidst the singing, Jiang Yixing couldn't help but smile, looking at Mao Helin on the stage, feeling that even if the tickets for the first row were expensive, it would be worth it.
As the song ended, everyone seemed still immersed in the beautiful music and unable to extricate themselves. Jiang Yixing was the first to lead the applause, and the loud applause broke the silence in the room. The trainees who came back to their senses also applauded and praised.
"My goodness! Teacher Mao sings so beautifully! I could never learn to sing like that in several lifetimes!"
"It's heavenly! Absolutely!"
"It's so beautiful, it felt like I just entered another dimension."
The praises were endless, but Mao Helin was already used to it. He nodded to everyone and returned to his seat.
As soon as Mao Helin sat down, Jiang Yixing praised him again. She gave him a thumbs up with both hands, her face full of undisguised amazement, her eyes sparkling as if they were filled with stars, and you could see her sincerity at a glance. "Teacher Mao, it was so beautiful! I must go to your concert someday."
Mao Helin glanced at Jiang Yixing. "Really?"
"Of course! I'll buy a ticket for the first row!"
Mao Helin smiled and said, "No need, I'll reserve a ticket for you."
"Thank you, Teacher Mao, hehe."
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