He Mang was thinking more deeply than Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng didn't know about Jiang Yixing's previous relationship with him, so he came directly to ask him for a favor.
However, as a director, speaking up for an actor without evidence is bound to arouse suspicion. Moreover, with information technology so advanced these days, and both Jiang Yixing and he being in the industry, their affair will inevitably be exposed sooner or later.
By the time they try to clear their names, it will be too late, and they will only smear Jiang Yixing and themselves.
He Mang did not explain the reason to Jiang Yixing in detail, but Jiang Yixing himself did not seem to care much.
He Mang, however, was worried that Jiang Yixing was just putting on a brave face, so her voice softened a bit, "You can go back and rest this morning, and continue this afternoon."
“No need,” Jiang Yixing said, glancing around at the crew working on set. “Do you expect everyone to wait for me?”
The photographer, who overheard this, immediately said, "It's alright, let's prepare other things. No rush."
Jiang Yixing was about the same age as her own daughter, just starting out in the workforce. The photographer, having worked in the industry for over a decade, knew all too well that it wasn't as glamorous as it seemed. Jiang Yixing, so young, must have felt a pang of sadness, right?
The photographer's voice was loud, and everyone in the room echoed, "Yeah! It's okay! Let's take a break!"
Even though Zhang Meng wasn't present today, the breakfasts that had been ordered in advance had already been delivered to everyone.
Having accepted the benefits, and given that Jiang Yixing himself had made rapid progress yesterday, the other staff members were also very easy to talk to and had no complaints.
"It's alright," Jiang Yixing smiled, her smile clean and clear. "To be honest, I didn't perform well yesterday morning."
"I'd better get into the swing of things as soon as possible. After all, the spokesperson has been paid, and I can't let everyone work for nothing!"
One sentence moved everyone present deeply: "Okay! Let's film quickly and wrap up as soon as possible!"
"One star! Ambitious! With this mindset, I guarantee you'll become famous!"
He Mang stood to the side. Jiang Yixing hadn't started putting on makeup or changing clothes yet. She was wearing a simple hoodie and jeans, but in an instant, she was so dazzling that people dared not look directly at her.
With her natural aura, innate confidence, and sincere attitude, Jiang Yixing seemed like a completely different person from three years ago, dazzlingly transformed.
He Mang even instantly conjured up the most suitable role and scene for her in her mind.
Jiang Yixing was observing the expressions of everyone in the room. While everyone was laughing and joking, only one person was quietly working on the machine in his hands, expressionless, but his hand was tightly gripping the towel in his hand.
Jiang Yixing's expression remained unchanged, with a smile, but his eyes deepened.
Next, they proceeded with makeup, styling, and filming in an orderly manner.
Today's progress went very smoothly, and there were no further issues like yesterday.
It wasn't until noon, when everyone was enjoying the extra meal Zhang Meng had ordered, that Jiang Yixing sat down next to the stage manager and asked about that person.
"You mean Xiao Zhang? He's a college student who's here part-time! He's only been here a day or two, right? People don't know him very well, so they don't talk to him much."
"Ah, he looks familiar, I wonder if he's my classmate!"
"It shouldn't be him, I think he was from Peking University?"
"Oh, I must have mistaken you for someone else."
“I’m not sure either, you can ask him again.”
"Okay, thanks bro."
"It's nothing, it's nothing, you're too kind."
When Jiang Yixing returned to the factory, He Mang walked over.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter, Lao Wang?"
Old Wang is a stagehand in the venue; he's been doing this for many years.
He Mang was very vigilant because he knew that one of the people present was the one who leaked the video, so he paid extra attention to Jiang Yixing's movements, fearing that something else might go wrong.
“No,” Jiang Yixing paused, turning his head to the side, “However, there’s something wrong with that Xiao Zhang.”
"Which one?" He Mang was taken aback, not knowing who Jiang Yixing was referring to.
At this moment, Zhang Yang, dressed in black, had his back to Jiang Yixing, who gestured with his chin toward him.
"he?"
He Mang frowned, but did not question Jiang Yixing. She simply said, "I'll go and bring him over."
"So eager?" Jiang Yixing smiled, her eyes crinkling like a fox's. "Wait a little longer."
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