Chapter 71 Song Qiuchi, what are you doing?
Cheng Luanxin pressed the answer button.
Song Qiuchi's voice came from the other end of the line, a little hoarse, as if he had just woken up: "Why are you calling so early?"
Cheng Luanxin glanced at Cong Wan and blurted out, "I just had a nightmare. I was a little scared, so I just wanted to hear your voice."
Song Qiuchi asked: "What did you dream about?"
Cheng Luanxin couldn't come up with a fabrication for a while, so she mumbled, "I told you not to answer the phone earlier, and now I've forgotten."
Song Qiuchi chuckled softly, "You forgot it so quickly. It doesn't seem that scary after all."
Cheng Luanxin's nose felt strangely sour. "It's terrifying... What were you doing just now?"
Song Qiuchi asked back, "What do you think? You can tell I should be sleeping at this hour, right?"
Cheng Luanxin hesitated: "Then why are you awake now?"
Song Qiuchi teased her: "I don't know why I woke up. Maybe it's telepathy?"
Cheng Luanxin couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Are you in the hotel now?"
Song Qiuchi laughed: "If I'm not in the hotel, where else can I be?"
Cheng Luanxin couldn't laugh. Song Qiuchi's tone was so natural that there was no trace of lying at all. If she hadn't come to the hotel in person, she wouldn't have thought Song Qiuchi was lying.
She looked at Cong Wan helplessly, and Cong Wan also looked embarrassed.
Over there, Song Qiuchi seemed to have noticed something: "Why are you silent? Are you still scared?"
Cheng Luanxin really wanted to say that she was in the hotel right now and asked Song Qiuchi not to lie to her anymore, but she just couldn't say it.
She thought for a moment and then asked, "Are you going to work soon?"
Song Qiuchi: "You don't have to be so early today. I can stay with you for a while."
Cheng Luanxin was in no mood to chat with Song Qiuchi at the moment. She looked listless and said, "You don't have to accompany me. I'm finally not so busy anymore. You should rest for a while. I'm going to sleep too."
Song Qiuchi paused: "Are you unhappy?"
Cheng Luanxin pretended to be relaxed: "I'm not unhappy at all, I'm just a little sleepy."
Song Qiuchi didn't speculate any further, but simply said, "Then you should have a good rest. I'll contact you when I have time."
The two hung up the phone.
Cheng Luanxin looked towards Cong Wan.
Cong Wan felt guilty being stared at: "Teacher Cheng, stop looking at me..."
Cheng Luanxin looked straight at Cong Wan and suddenly grabbed her hands: "Cong Wan, I need your help."
Cong Wan: “Ah?”
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Two hours later.
Cheng Luanxin appeared in front of Cong Wan wearing a baggy sportswear, a gray woolen hat, a black mask, large black-framed glasses, and high-soled sneakers.
Her hair had been shampooed and the color had faded to a very light color, making it very recognizable. She simply covered her hair with a wig net so that no one could see her hair.
She stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking left and right, and felt that she was flawless: "If I show up on the set like this, Song Qiuchi shouldn't recognize me, right?"
Cong Wan felt speechless: "To be honest, Teacher Cheng, I think you're quite conspicuous like this..."
Cheng Luanxin: "How could that be? Whether in terms of figure or temperament, this person is completely different from me, right?"
Cong Wan: "But the recent shoots are all indoor scenes. It's really suspicious for you to dress like this indoors."
Cheng Luan scratched her woolen hat irritably. "Then I'll just not go into your studio. Let's work together. When she's done, you let me know and I'll follow her."
After all, Cong Wan was Song Qiuchi's assistant, and she felt that she was somewhat selling out her master for personal gain: "But..."
Cheng Luanxin: "No buts, you definitely don't want to see us break up, right? Report her movements to me at any time, such as who she's with and how she's feeling. You have to tell me. The battle to protect our love depends on you!"
Cong Wan thought to herself, "What does it have to do with me whether you two break up or not?" But she didn't dare to say it out loud. She agreed awkwardly, "Then wait for my news."
The morning shooting started at eight o'clock. Cheng Luanxin found a seat in a coffee shop near the set in advance and began a long wait.
Not long after, a message came from Wan: "Teacher Song has arrived at the scene. She came with Teacher Wu. They got along very naturally, and their actions were not too intimate."
Cheng Luanxin: "Take a picture for me."
Cong Wan: “…”
Is there anything else to confirm? She had no choice but to secretly take a photo and send it to Cheng Luanxin.
The two separated as soon as they arrived on the set, staying very far apart, and indeed they were not close at all.
Cheng Luanxin looked back and forth at the photo several times. Song Qiuchi in the photo was obviously without makeup, and her skin was pale and dull. She was wearing a light down white coat and plain black pencil pants. She didn't look like she was just coming back from a date.
Cheng Luanxin couldn't see anything unusual, so she sent a message to Cong Wan: "Well done, keep following."
Cong Wan: “…”
Don't make me sound like a criminal.
So, Cheng Luanxin drank coffee while remotely monitoring Song Qiuchi.
Everything was normal during the shoot. Cheng Luanxin was also very familiar with the scene they were filming today. It was a few clips of conversations between her cousin and the heroine at university. She had acted opposite Song Qiuchi at home.
Thinking it was still early to finish, she ordered herself a black tea peach mousse cake. As she was eating, she received another message from Cong Wan: "Teacher Cheng! The filming is over! Teacher Song just made a phone call with someone and has already left the set."
Cheng Luan was startled and jumped up quickly. Just as she was about to chase after him, she found that she could just see Song Qiuchi coming from not far away through the window.
Although she was wearing a hat and sunglasses, Cheng Luanxin could still recognize her clothes and walking posture at a glance.
Cheng Luanxin jumped back to her original position reflexively, lowered her head guiltily and continued to eat the cake.
She carefully watched Song Qiuchi outside the window with the corner of her eye.
But Song Qiuchi seemed to have noticed this shop. She paused thoughtfully, turned around and pushed open the door.
Cheng Luanxin subconsciously straightened her body and buried her head deeply.
Cheng Luanxin sat near the door, only three meters away from her. With her back to Song Qiuchi, she could even feel the cold air she brought in from outside.
She heard a familiar voice behind her: "Two cups of vanilla latte and one thick taro tiramisu, take away."
Cheng Luanxin’s first reaction: Song Qiuchi probably can’t eat taro paste.
Two cups of vanilla latte and a plate of thick taro tiramisu, it can be concluded that Song Qiuchi is going to meet someone.
If someone brings dessert, it's most likely a girl.
Thinking of this, Cheng Luan felt a little annoyed. The mousse cake in her mouth was not only no longer sweet, but even tasted bitter.
But at this moment Cheng Luanxin could not show her inner anxiety. After all, she was too close to Song Qiuchi, and any carelessness would alert the enemy.
Fortunately, Song Qiuchi was waiting at the counter and did not go into the store.
After she left with her coffee and cake, Cheng Luanxin counted to thirty silently in her heart, then pushed the door open and followed her.
There is a lot of traffic at Youma Film and Television City. Not only are there various filming teams, but there are also tourists who come here just for fun. Cheng Luanxin blends in with the crowd and does not attract much attention.
She stayed twenty meters away from Song Qiuchi, lowered her head and pretended to be playing with her mobile phone nonchalantly, but her pace did not slacken at all.
Of course, Song Qiuchi didn't expect that someone would follow him openly and honestly.
Cheng Luanxin followed Song Qiuchi for more than ten minutes until they reached the backstage. In front of them was a makeshift studio. Judging by the actors' costumes, they looked like they were filming a fantasy drama.
Cheng Luan had a hunch that this was probably the place.
Fruit plate, Song Qiuchi greeted the staff and entered the crew very naturally.
The next second, Cheng Luanxin saw with her own eyes a young girl in a light gauze dress coming forward with a beautiful smile. She naturally took the paper bag from Song Qiuchi's hand and led her inside.
Although the two of them did not have any intimate behavior, Cheng Luanxin still felt as if her throat was being strangled, and her brain stopped thinking.
She had seen the girl on the talent show, but she couldn't remember her name or even her gender.
I really want Congwan to take a picture of her face for facial recognition.
Cong Wan... Yeah, didn't Cong Wan say that Song Qiuchi was suspected of being with Wu Meng?! Why did another girl appear?!
There were a lot of people in the studio, and it was tightly guarded inside and out. From where Cheng Luanxin was standing, she couldn't see what was going on inside.
She didn't dare get any closer, for fear of being discovered by the staff.
She sat on the curb in a daze, staring blankly at the chat interface with Song Qiuchi on her phone.
Song Qiuchi, what on earth are you doing?
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