Jiang Yixing was having lunch with her long-lost dining companion when she took a sip of cola and sensed that the spiritual energy she had sent out had been disturbed.
The bracelet Jiang Yixing gave to Zhang Meng contained a trace of his spiritual power, which he would not easily activate unless his life was in danger.
Jiang Yixing raised an eyebrow, not expecting to use it so soon. Bad romantic prospects are truly terrifying.
Seeing Jiang Yixing looking thoughtful, Ningzhou asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing, I just feel that you shouldn't mess with yanderes."
Ningzhou wholeheartedly agreed, "That's right."
Jiang Yixing picked up a fried chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging. "So, what did you call me over here for?"
Around noon, Ningzhou said he had something to discuss with Jiang Yixing, but the two started eating as soon as they met, putting the important matter aside.
Ningzhou picked up a piece of paper, wiped the oil off his hands, and took out a stack of papers from his backpack. "Here you go."
Jiang Yixing took it; the cover had three large bold characters—"Lichunju".
"What is this?" Jiang Yixing flipped through it and found it to be a clip from a play.
"It's a TV series I'm currently working on, a large-scale historical palace drama. I think you'd be quite suitable for one of the roles. Are you interested?"
Ningzhou took a sip of cola as he spoke. The ice-cold cola was really refreshing, but when he thought about his gradually increasing weight, he slowly put down his hand that was reaching for fried chicken and instead headed for the vegetable salad.
Jiang Yixing glanced at a few paragraphs but couldn't make out the title. "Shall I take it back and take a closer look?"
Ning Zhou nodded, watching Jiang Yixing eat fried chicken so naturally without any guilt. He thought with a straight face: Who is the real star?
Why am I the only one who got fat when I ate with Jiang Yixing?
Jiang Yixing responded, "I have a fast metabolism, so I don't gain weight."
Ningzhou's lips twitched; he just wanted to flip the table. What was the point of having someone as fat as him, who had gained so much weight, invited out to eat?
Jiang Yixing obtained Ningzhou's consent and sent a copy to Zhang Meng, who had just recovered from the panic of almost dying.
Upon receiving Jiang Yixing's message, Zhang Meng suddenly remembered the string of beads she had given him, which was now perfectly on his wrist.
"One Star, were your ancestors truly masters? Their calculations were flawless."
Jiang Yixing asked knowingly, "What happened? Are you injured?"
"I tripped and fell, but surprisingly I wasn't injured."
"It's good that you're not injured."
Zhang Meng didn't know how to describe his feeling to Jiang Yixing at that moment. It felt like he had fallen onto a mat. After thinking for a while, he ultimately didn't ask, and instead asked another question:
What did you send?
"Oh, it's a script written by my friend. They're casting and think I could play Consort Rong. Could you take a look and see what you think?"
Zhang Meng put his professional skills to use and prepared to carefully review the script. Although they were friends, Jiang Yixing's first film could not be treated carelessly.
It wasn't until Zhang Meng turned to the first page of the PDF version that he saw the words: Screenwriter: Nagano, Director: Deng Yancheng.
Zhang Meng abruptly clicked "Exit," exclaiming, "I have to act! I absolutely have to act!"
Jiang Yixing nearly choked on her cola. "You've finished reading? So fast?"
"…No."
Then Zhang Meng called. Jiang Yixing answered, but before she could say a word, she heard the other end speak rapidly: "Nagano! His dramas are very popular! He's a master at writing ensemble pieces! He's your friend? That wildly popular 'Urban Women' was written by him! Plus Deng Yancheng!! He's a veteran at making TV dramas! He's very good at making period dramas! With this cast, why aren't you acting?!"
Jiang Yixing was stunned by what she was told. She had been away for so many years that she had no idea what TV series had recently become popular, and she had no recollection of these two names at all.
"You met Nagano in person?! It really was him?"
Jiang Yixing turned on the speakerphone on her phone and asked Ning Zhou directly, "Are you Nagano? My agent said Nagano's script is very good."
Ningzhou nodded, a hint of doubt in his voice: "You don't know?"
"Ah, I don't pay much attention to entertainment news."
Zhang Meng heard a young man's voice, "Is that Nagano?!"
Ningzhou greeted Zhang Meng on the phone, "Hello, I'm Jiang Yixing's neighbor."
Zhang Meng's voice returned to normal, "You sound so young! You're truly young and promising. I'll definitely visit you next time!"
After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Yixing turned off the speakerphone, saying, "Okay, okay, I've turned it off. He can't hear me."
Zhang Meng's voice rose again, "You two are actually neighbors!! My God!! How did we get to encounter such good fortune! It seems we were destined to become famous! Hahahaha!"
Jiang Yixing covered his ears, which had been shaken, and said with amusement, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. You even tripped and fell this morning."
"Then things will turn from bad to good."
Zhang Meng's low spirits lifted, and he threw himself wholeheartedly into the preparations.
Jiang Yixing hung up the phone and shrugged at Ningzhou, "Looks like it's okay."
"Okay, I'll talk to the director about it, but this role requires an audition."
"No problem." Jiang Yixing gave an OK sign.
For the next week, Jiang Yixing's time was fully arranged by Zhang Meng. Every day, she had to go to the company to attend acting training, occasionally discuss the essence of the character with Ning Zhou, and was also scheduled for physical training in the evening.
During this period, news circulated online that Li Yuxiang had been taken away by the police.
Rumors began to circulate:
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