Jiang Yixing was immersed in the happiness of drinking milk tea when she took it and looked up to see Rong Hang staring at her with a mournful expression.
Jiang Yixing felt inexplicably guilty. She looked at the milk tea in her hand and then handed it to Rong Hang.
Would you like a drink?
Rong Hang stared at her intently, "Yes."
Rong Hang didn't reach out; instead, he leaned closer and took a sip of milk tea from Jiang Yixing's hand.
The sweet aroma spread in his mouth, and Rong Hang frowned. So sweet?
Jiang Yixing took back her milk tea and smiled, "If you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it."
Rong Hang sat down in the chair next to Jiang Yixing. The chair had been covered with a thin blanket by his assistant to ensure that it would be warm and soft to sit on.
"I want you to feed me."
Jiang Yixing looked at Rong Hang strangely. Who was this person using reduplicated words? Could it be Rong Hang?
Really? Really?
Liu Yixuan had already been pulled aside by Rong Hang's assistant, giving the two of them plenty of space and time.
Rong Hang lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obediently drooping down, concealing the depths of his eyes.
Jiang Yixing looked at Rong Hang's wig, which he hadn't taken off yet, and resisted the urge to rush up and ruffle his hair. Instead, he took Rong Hang's hand, which was placed beside him, through the gap between the two recliners.
Rong Hang's hands have distinct bones, and because he was raised in a pampered environment at home, his skin is also very delicate, even unlike the smoothness that a man should have.
Jiang Yixing, however, was captivated by his hand. Although her palm was significantly smaller than Rong Hang's, she still struggled to grasp it tightly.
Rong Hang's pupils dilated, a strand of hair fell down beside his ear, and he grasped Jiang Yixing's hand and gently squeezed it.
The two people's hands were intertwined and hidden under layers of blankets. To outsiders, they looked like they were lying side by side on a deckchair, resting, and appeared to be in perfect harmony.
The staff member whispered, "Wow, they're sleeping together!"
Another person patted her on the back: "What nonsense! The two teachers must have been rehearsing too seriously yesterday! Look how tired they are now! They should make the most of every minute to rest! That's why they acted so well just now!"
The staff member suddenly realized: "Oh! Is that so!"
He Mang is still filming hard, and it's unclear whether Jiang Yixing and He Mang have raised his expectations for the whole show, but now he's not very satisfied with any of the actors.
The only sound on set was He Mang's furious shouting: "Do I have to teach you how to handle this situation?"
"You forgot your lines?! What were you doing yesterday?!"
"Two people should interact! Interact! What are you doing just standing there like that?!"
"You're all veteran actors, how could you make such a basic mistake?! Huh?!"
After He Mang finished cursing, the actors didn't dare to say a word. He himself was furious. These actors had performed well during the casting process, so why did they fail when filming?
Could we learn from Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang?
He Mang noticed that Jiang Yixing was nowhere to be seen and asked the script supervisor beside her, "Where are Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang? What are they doing? Why can't we see them?"
The script supervisor pointed to a corner, "Teacher, they're resting over there."
He Mang opened a bottle of water to moisten his throat; his throat was burning from all the cursing.
He Mang drank half of the water, then spat out the other half.
His eyebrows twitched as he looked at the two people in the corner who seemed quite relaxed.
They were lying on a small blanket under their feet and covered with a thin blanket on their bodies, sleeping on the recliners. Jiang Yixing was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, looking quite comfortable.
He Mang angrily threw down the script in her hand.
So while he was working here, these two were all lovey-dovey, having a paid romance!
Is this appropriate?! Is this appropriate?!
He Mang directed the script supervisor beside him, "Go, call those two over! We'll film their parts first!"
Despite interrupting their romantic date, He Mang felt no remorse whatsoever, completely ignoring the chilling, sharp look Rong Hang gave her, and continued filming intensively.
Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang quickly got into the swing of things, and their part progressed exceptionally smoothly.
He Mang was once again filled with satisfaction for the two of them. Look at that! Look at their efficiency!
He Mang glanced at the few people who had been scolded by him earlier and were now cowering with their heads down, feeling disappointed in them.
The group huddled together, heads bowed, feeling bitter inside. This must be what competitive competition feels like! Who would have thought that someone in the entertainment industry would experience this firsthand!
Faced with the fact that Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang single-handedly raised Director He's standards, all he could say was: What does Rong Hang and Jiang Yixing's acting skills have to do with them?! You can't use their goodness to judge me! Waaaaaah!
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Inside the Alliance's special prison—
When Xie Shun woke up, he found himself in a closed cell. Based on the circumstances before he lost consciousness, he immediately deduced his current situation.
He, the dignified head of the Xie family! He was actually captured by a few brats! This is utterly lawless! Completely arrogant!
Xie Shun was furious. He shouted, "Guards! Guards!"
The sound couldn't escape from the closed room until he got tired of shouting and finally fell silent.
At this moment, Ji Fu entered the confinement room. He had changed into a bright yellow outfit and looked radiant, as if he had stepped out of a painting.
Seeing Xie Shun glaring at him angrily, Ji Fu curled his lips, a deep disgust flashing in his eyes. After he and Huang Shengzhong had completely merged, he had fully remembered the memories he had lost.
The hatred towards Xie Shun, the Xie family, and the four major families reached its peak.
Ji Fu also remembered his mission: he was originally the spirit of Huang Shengzhong, a magical artifact connecting the two realms, jointly crafted by powerful beings gathered from the Immortal Realm.
His mission is to select promising souls, send them to the Celestial Realm to learn, and then bring the results back to the modern world.
This is an ancient agreement, which people have gradually forgotten in the process of passing it down. However, Ji Fu, as the spirit born from Huang Shengzhong, has always remembered it, and it was with this belief that he was born from heaven and earth.
But before he was fully mature, when he could not speak or move, he could only observe the world through his physical body.
The four major families discovered Huang Shengzhong and his secret of connecting the two worlds.
Secret thoughts began to emerge. They built a house to imprison Huang Shengzhong, intending to use it to teleport all the people inside the four major families.
Although Huang Shengzhong had gained spiritual intelligence, he was ignorant of human relationships and worldly affairs. The Xie family tricked Ji Fu, and Ji Fu fell for it, only selecting people from the four major families for the teleportation.
Over several generations, the four major families accumulated a deeper and deeper foundation, while the inheritance of others was interrupted due to their deliberate suppression.
From then on, modern magic declined, and apart from the four great families who inherited the cultivation techniques of the immortal realm, the rest of the cultivators basically had no room for improvement.
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