We are not suitable.
Not suitable.
suitable.
Chi Yan: “…”
Wen Xingze: “…”
This sentence seems ambiguous!
Wen Xingze confirmed once again that this was indeed Room 205 and the floor was correct, then he bravely walked up to Chi Yan.
"Sorry, Teacher Chi, that's not what I meant."
Chi Yan didn't answer.
When Wen Xingze got closer, he discovered that the man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. He always lacked expression outside the play, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry from his look.
Chi Yan is nearsighted? Wen Xingze was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at his eyes twice more.
However, it makes sense when you think about it this way. Chi Yan was not wearing glasses in the elevator yesterday, and when he asked to add a friend, he showed the payment code... No, it doesn't seem to make sense either.
Chi Yan raised his eyes.
Wen Xingze must have slept well last night. A strand of hair was unusually sticking up, giving her a kind of lazy and cute look. Her light-colored eyes were filled with the morning light, and she stared at Chi Yan intently.
Chi Yan showed no emotion, but his gaze stayed on Wen Xingze's face for more than three seconds before he said, "Sit down."
Wen Xingze sat down with a thud.
The structure of this room is not like an ordinary practice room. Although it also has floor-to-ceiling mirrors and solid wood floors, it has a wall-high bookshelf with a wide variety of books, as well as European-style sofas and lounge chairs.
It was as if he could see the question marks on Wen Xingze’s face.
Chi Yan flipped over a small hourglass on the table, paused, and said, "What's the problem? One minute."
What a humane education!
Wen Xingze had many questions and didn't know which one to ask first, so he followed his heart and asked, "Are you nearsighted?"
Chi Yan didn't expect him to ask this question first.
He nodded, motioning Wen Xingze to continue asking.
"My agent said he's arranged an actor training class for me. Could it be you? Will you be teaching for the next week? Wouldn't that be a bit too much of a bother? You must have other work."
"...Uh," Wen Xingze saw that Chi Yan had no intention of responding. Perhaps he wanted to wait until he finished asking all the questions before answering?
Chi Yan didn't show any displeasure, which made Wen Xingze feel relieved. He spoke freely, and it unknowingly turned into a fan meeting:
"I admire you so much. Can you give me an autograph later? When will the casting for One Day start? I'm really looking forward to it! Will you continue to develop in the direction of directing? I really like the movies you've acted in, especially Late Spring and No Grass. I've watched them both more than ten times—" Wen Xingze looked at the hourglass. The countdown was almost over, and he slammed on the brakes. "What should I call you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hourglass bottomed out.
call.
He had asked almost all the questions he wanted to ask, and he also expressed his love for him subtly. Wen Xingze thought, he is really a little genius.
Chi Yan hummed and asked, "Anything else?"
What a considerate teacher! Wen Xingze said, "That's all for now. Thank you."
Chi Yan answered the last question: "You can call me whatever you like."
Wen Xingze: "Okay."
Wen Xingze became excited and was very curious about the answers to all the other questions.
Then.
"If there are no other questions, let's start the class," said Chi Yan.
Wen Xingze: “?”
Chi Yan opened the script, twirling the pen between his bony fingers as he circled a paragraph: "Let's see your basic skills, this paragraph."
Wen Xingze: “???”
It just started? Where were the answers to those questions? So, Chi Yan was just letting him ask questions to satisfy his curiosity?
Chi Yan flipped the hourglass over again and said casually, "One minute to prepare."
Wen Xingze: “…”
Depend on.
He took back what he had just said. This education was not humane at all.
Devil teacher!
Muse Empire.
"Congratulations, parents! We've found a trustworthy teacher for your child. The task progress has been updated. Please check it out~"
【Halfway: Grass.】
[Fire: Grass? ?!]
[halfway: Damn... Don't you think this actor Chi looks a bit like that guy [picture]]
【I don’t know Xia: Humph, it’s just that I’m not in that universe】
Finding a trustworthy teacher for His Majesty is a very difficult task for parents - because it is not something that can be achieved simply by spending money. They have limited resources in the game and need to maximize their profits.
The cabinet even held an emergency meeting last night to first determine the candidate and then plan the route.
They did not include Chi Yan in the list of candidates.
One reason is that His Majesty likes him too much. Although it is a fan's love for his idol, it still makes many parents feel subtle jealousy.
How could this person of unknown origin deserve the attention of the king?
Of course, the main reason is that Chi Yan looks a bit like that tyrant.
Honestly, when we first saw him yesterday, everyone was startled. The monarch of their neighboring country, Utopia, who was at loggerheads with them, rarely appeared in the media and wore a pure black eye patch over his eyes. But the outline of that half of his face, the thin lips, the curve of his jaw... it was truly similar.
No one or anything related to the enemy country can be allowed to get close to the king. This is their bottom line, even in the game.
Who would have thought that this NPC Chi Yan would not play by the rules!
How could an NPC become Wang's teacher without the consent of the parents? Could he also be a parent? That's impossible!
Now that things have come to this, there is no other way to change the status quo except to curse the system and the damn neighboring countries on the Star Network.
Putting aside other things, in terms of ability, there is indeed no more suitable teacher than Chi Yan.
I didn’t know Xia was the angriest among all the parents.
She had always believed that she was the one who should be responsible for Zizi's acting career. She was already a superstar, and mermaids were born with beautiful voices and looks, so there was no one more suitable than her.
She turned down all announcements for the second half of the year for this reason.
Unexpectedly, the first filter His Majesty activated was snatched away by the Dragon Clan, and the opportunity to become His Majesty's teacher was snatched away by Chi Yan. How could this be possible?!
Especially today, the clueless Dragon Clan leader called her again to show off:
"His Majesty said yesterday that he liked the food we cooked very much. He even took the private plane we sent him." Looking through the camera, there was a thriving scene over there on the Dragon Star Snow Mountain. Behind Aster, thousands of giant dragons gathered their heads together and chattered, as if they were... knitting sweaters and making soup?
The golden dragon was very proud: "The clothes he wore today were chosen by us, and he praised our good taste."
Out of excitement, the dragons spent a lot of money to buy the newly launched expensive fabrics from the planet Tafu overnight. Each dragon knitted a sweater for His Majesty and began to hone their cooking skills in preparation for emergencies.
It’s a pity that the two universes cannot currently mail items together, otherwise Wen Xingze would never have to buy a sweater in his life.
“…”
Bu Zhixia hung up the phone expressionlessly.
Thanks for the invitation. I have a good attitude and even want to kill the dragon.
Before my eyes, a new inquiry window popped up from the "Cub Cultivation Plan" system:
"Do you want to use the Learning Mode Immersion Card (63 hours of experience)? [Yes/No]"
Ding Dong! The learning mode immersion card has been successfully activated, and the learning mode has been successfully opened: the baby's learning concentration has increased by 200%, and the speed of knowledge absorption has increased by 200%.
"Key character [Chi Yan] successfully matched, all attributes increased by 100%. The countdown to upgrading the acting skill tree to level 1 is in progress, and it will take a total of 63 hours..."
…
In the afternoon, Shengtian Entertainment.
It was agreed that the contract for "Meeting the Dragon Night" would be signed at three o'clock in the afternoon. When Zheng Xiao and the producer walked into the meeting room, Wen Xingze had not arrived yet.
Jiang Ye glanced at his watch and replied, "I found him an actor training class. The teacher is a bit strict, so the class might be delayed... Well, wait a moment, I'll go find him."
"Classes are starting so soon? Xiao Wen is very hardworking," Zheng Xiao stopped Jiang Ye. "It's okay, I'll go. It's a good opportunity to see how he's doing with his studies."
Zheng Xiao and the producer went to the place Jiang Ye mentioned. Before they could knock on the door, a man pushed it open and walked out.
It was Wen Xingze, whose steps were unsteady.
"Sister Ye, Director Zheng... who is this?" Wen Xingze saw him and was stunned for a moment. He checked the time on his phone and said, "Sorry, am I late? I was delayed for class."
"No, we came too early. This is the producer of 'Meeting the Dragon Night.'" Zheng Xiao introduced Wen Xingze.
The producer was a middle-aged man with a slightly balding head. He walked up to Wen Xingze and shook his hand. "Seeing is believing. Yesterday I heard Zheng Xiao and Jingxia praising you. Now I see that you are indeed very good-looking and have a good temperament."
Zheng Xiao looked at Wen Xingze, a little puzzled: "Xiao Wen, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Seeing Wen Xingze's expression as if his body was hollowed out, Zheng Xiao couldn't help but ask with concern.
Wen Xingze: “…”
It’s a long story.
Wen Xingze felt like he had spent a hellish morning.
Classes run from 8:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m., with a five-minute break between each class, lunch and a one-hour break at noon, and then classes continue in the afternoon.
Originally, Wen Xingze was quite happy after knowing that Chi Yan was actually his acting teacher.
In his imagination, Chi Yan should be holding the script, and the two of them should chat, drink tea, and discuss their ideals in life...
But it didn't.
Chi Yan was definitely the strictest teacher Wen Xingze had ever met. Even his senior year homeroom teacher wasn't as strict as him, and Wen Xingze felt like every second felt like an eternity. Chi Yan first tested his lines and basic movements with a short script, then repeatedly strengthened his skills by focusing on his weaknesses.
Wen Xingze didn't want to recall the details, but now he would get nervous reflexively whenever he saw Hourglass and Chi Yan.
But maybe it was also thanks to Chi Yan, for some reason, Wen Xingze felt that he was absorbing knowledge extremely quickly - in the past five years, he had only been a supporting role or played the eighth male lead in various crews. Although he had also taken classes and accumulated some practical experience, he had not learned as much as he did in half a day today.
He was originally worried that he would not be able to handle such an important role as Hengzhi in "Meeting the Dragon Night".
But if I study like this for seven days, maybe I can really reach that level, Wen Xingze thought.
Wen Xingze, producer Zheng Xiao and the other two walked towards the conference room.
Zheng Xiao chatted with him as they walked: "Please check the contract later to see if there is anything that needs to be modified. Our schedule is a little tight, as filming will start next month." Because the casting of Hengzhi had been delayed for too long.
Wen Xingze nodded.
"—By the way," the producer next to him suddenly remembered something and asked Wen Xingze, "Is your class in Room 205?"
Wen Xingze: "Yes, what's wrong?"
The producer couldn't help but look at Wen Xingze twice.
If he remembered correctly, that room seemed to belong to Chi Yan. Chi Yan was a mysophobe, so he rarely let anyone else in, let alone lend it to others.
What is the origin of this Xiao Wen?
Or was it that someone didn't know Chi Yan's rules and lent it to him without his knowledge? Considering Chi Yan's unkind personality, this possibility was actually more likely.
The producer subtly suggested: "If you meet Mr. Chi, you can learn a lot from him, but be sure to stop at just enough."
After all, everyone in the entertainment industry is a Chi Yan fan. Moreover, Chi Yan not only has good acting skills and has won many awards, but also has a prominent family background.
, countless people want to know him.
Chi Yan was most annoyed by people trying to get close to him under the guise of learning acting or seeking advice. The producer had deliberately said something because he didn't want Wen Xingze to be embarrassed.
However, Wen Xingze didn't understand. Even so, it didn't prevent him from having a friendly conversation with the producer: "Okay, I'll try my best."
He also wanted to stop at the right time.
But the teacher didn't want to...
It was almost six o'clock when we finished signing the contract.
Although the filming will not start for another half a month, there are still things to do before the filming starts, such as makeup, opening ceremony, script reading, and actor coordination.
Moreover, the filming location is in another province, and it takes time to travel, so the actual preparation time left for Wen Xingze is only about a week at most.
The producer was also a gossipy middle-aged man, and he was still thinking about Room 205. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was not a good idea. Xiao Wen's acting teacher was too bold, even daring to use the room of Actor Chi? Jiang Ye should know about this, why didn't he stop it?
Wen Xingze, who knew nothing about this, was looking down at his phone. Just now, Chi Yan sent him a WeChat message:
【y: Something's up. Don't leave after the meeting. 】
Suddenly, Wen Xingze felt like he was in high school and his homeroom teacher called him out and said, "Don't leave after school."
Do I need to make up for it later? No way?
Wen Xingze felt that he was just a little bit away from ascending to heaven.
Zheng Xiao called out to the producer: "Old Li, let's go."
At this moment, the producer looked at Wen Xingze with pity and thought, "Chi Yan dares to insult anyone, even in public. From popular stars to top-tier actresses, there's almost no one he hasn't rejected... If Movie King Chi finds out about this, this kid will be embarrassed."
At this moment, there was a polite knock on the door.
Dong, dong, dong, three sounds.
The producer's thoughts suddenly stopped and everyone looked towards the door.
The door of the conference room had been opened without me noticing.
It was dusk and the lights in the corridor were still on.
A tall man stood at the intersection of light and shadow. He was wearing a well-tailored suit with the buttons buttoned up meticulously.
Chi Yan said nothing, his dark eyes half closed, and his aura was so cold that it kept people at a distance.
"..." The producer glared and couldn't help but glance at Wen Xingze. He asked with a strange expression, "Who are you looking for?"
Chi Yan looked at Wen Xingze without being distracted by anyone else.
"Sorry, it was for me."
Wen Xingze immediately turned off his phone and stood up. He hadn't expected Chi Yan to come directly to the conference room to find him.
Wen Xingze: "Sister Ye, Director Zheng, Producer, the teacher is looking for me. So I'll leave first?"
Jiang Ye: "Yeah, okay."
Wen Xingze walked to the door and had a low conversation with Chi Yan.
From the perspective of the three people in the room, they could see Chi Yan looking down at Wen Xingze. Although he still had no expression, he seemed very focused and patient.
Then the door closed.
"Hey, this."
The producer originally thought that Chi Yan was here to call him to task, but then he realized that Chi Yan would never do such a thing.
And the look in his eyes just now didn't seem like he was angry at all.
"Could it be that Xiao Wen is a relative of Mr. Chi?"
"What relative?" Jiang Ye said casually while playing with his phone. "No, it's just that Chi Yan has been giving him lessons recently."
Producer: "Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Wen's teacher... What?!"
The producer was still in a trance until he left Shengtian.
Did he hear it wrong or was the world wrong?
Chi Yan, being a teacher to a little-known celebrity who doesn't even have a representative work??!
Wen Xingze followed Chi Yan into the elevator very nervously.
The familiar scene and familiar people made Wen Xingze think of the payment code and Miracle Nikki.
Just forget it.
Chi Yan didn't tell her purpose, and Wen Xingze didn't want to ask.
It's a bit like the mentality of a high school student towards tonight's homework.
They walked quietly all the way to the parking lot. Chi Yan's car was a Maybach S-Class. He nodded to Wen Xingze and motioned for Wen Xingze to get on the passenger seat.
Minghua Apartment is not far from Shengtian Entertainment, a ten-minute drive away.
This apartment is located in a wealthy area with excellent security and sound insulation. It is close to the city center but quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
Chi Yan's home is on the top floor of Minghua Apartment. It is a duplex with a total area of more than 500 square meters. The interior decoration style is extremely minimalist, with gray and black as the main colors. It is so simple that it is almost impossible to tell that anyone lives there.
He loved ornaments like clocks and hourglasses. The clock hanging on the wall seemed to have been designed specifically for Chi Yan by a Swiss designer, its outline possessing a cold and precise beauty.
Wen Xingze changed into slippers at the door, somewhat unsure of what Chi Yan meant:
"I...take a tour?"
Chi Yan unbuttoned his suit, took off his watch, and made a gesture of "please come here".
Having said that, Wen Xingze didn't dare to really wander around Chi Yan's house. He just walked around the living room twice. Finally, Chi Yan spoke:
"The screening room on the second floor will be where the classes will be held from now on."
Wen Xingze finally understood the purpose of this trip. It turned out that Chi Yan was here to introduce him to the company. "Oh, you don't want to go to the company?"
Chi Yan glanced at him and asked, "What do you want?"
Wen Xingze answered honestly, "I really miss it." Shengtian Entertainment was well decorated, the practice rooms were spacious and bright, and the atmosphere was good. It was much better than Daomei's small, shabby company.
Chi Yan: "Don't think about it anymore."
Wen Xingze: “?”
Shocking! The youngest triple-Award winner in history actually did this to avoid going to work.
Wen Xingze went upstairs.
The second floor is very spacious and directly connected to the rooftop open-air garden and swimming pool. On the other side are two rooms, one is a screening room and the other room has an unknown purpose.
Chi Yan specifically said, "Don't go into the wrong room," as it must be another room that he didn't want anyone to step into.
Although it is called a screening room, its area is no less than the practice room this morning. It has a circular projection and a complete sound system. All the scripts that Chi Yan has performed in so far are neatly arranged on the shelves, and they are categorized and organized according to the timeline.
Wen Xingze was a little excited.
This is the screening room in Chi Yan’s house!
Because of Spartan Education all day today, Wen Xingze almost forgot that he was a fan of Chi Yan.
"It turns out that idols should stay away from their fans' lives." Wen Xingze thought.
He was afraid of making a mess here, so even though he was itching to do so, he didn't touch anything. He just walked around carefully and went downstairs.
There is still a long way to go.
When Wen Xingze went downstairs, he happened to see the chef coming out of the kitchen and greeting Chi Yan. The plates were already set on the table.
Chi Yan nodded indifferently. The chef wished him a pleasant meal, then took off his apron and left work.
Wen Xingze thought, so you are the wealthy boss who brings his own private chef wherever he goes as the foreman mentioned.
Wen Xingze: "Teacher Chi, I'll leave first then?"
I heard that Chi Yan doesn't like to be disturbed while eating, so Wen Xingze wouldn't be so tactless.
Due to the strong request of the parents, Wen Xingze has to live in Manli until he finds a place that the dragons are barely satisfied with. The foreman just sent a message asking for his location and said that he would send a driver to pick him up.
Hearing this, Chi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of surprise, but only for a moment.
Wen Xingze: “?”
Chi Yan asked: "How are you going back?"
Wen Xingze: "Someone is here to pick me up."
Chi Yan hummed softly.
"See you tomorrow," he said.
"See you tomorrow."
“…”
Chi Yan sat at the table, was quiet for a moment, and extinguished the candle that had just been lit on the table.
Wen Xingze's footsteps gradually faded away, and the sounds of a door opening and closing were heard.
Chi Yan doesn't eat sweet food, but the table is filled with Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes, ranging from sweet and sour spare ribs to squirrel fish.
Of course, a chef who has served the Chi family for many years would not make such a low-level mistake.
As night fell and the candles went out, the empty room felt a bit deserted. Chi Yan stood up and decided to ask the butler to remove the dishes from the table.
That's when it happened.
"Teacher Chi, I just thought about it, or—why is it so dark? Don't you movie stars turn on the lights when you eat?" Wen Xingze, who was supposed to leave, actually came back. Because the room was so dark, he almost tripped while climbing the stairs.
Chi Yan: “…”
He turned on the overhead light and looked at Wen Xingze: "What?"
"I thought I'd treat you to a meal. I wonder when you're free."
After saying this, Wen Xingze looked carefully and saw that there were two sets of tableware on the table.
Chi Yan obviously couldn't have dinner with the housekeeper or the chef, could it be that -
"So you want to treat me to dinner," Wen Xingze touched the tip of his nose with his index finger, his amber eyes widening in embarrassment. "How can I be so embarrassed?"
After saying that, he sat down opposite Chi Yan with a thud.
“…”
Chi Yan completely lost the chance to speak.
After a while, Chi Yan pursed his lips slightly and his eyes froze.
He turned half sideways, so Wen Xingze couldn't see his specific expression.
It was the same thing last time in the elevator. Wen Xingze thought he was unhappy at the time, but now looking closely... Chi Yan seemed to be trying to hold back his laughter.
Wen Xingze: “…”
Is Chi Yan laughing at him? What's so funny about this? But then again, can Chi Yan really laugh?
Chi Yan had good dining etiquette and was unexpectedly attentive and patient. He even helped Wen Xingze open two crabs and cut a berry pie.
Wen Xingze didn't even realize when he did this. It seemed very natural, and he only had to focus on eating.
The magical thing is that even though neither of them spoke, Wen Xingze felt very comfortable.
Chi Yan is actually not the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, Wen Xingze thought, it seems that the rumors from the outside world cannot be fully believed.
Well, except for teaching time.
The dining table is located next to the floor-to-ceiling window. The midsummer night breeze is gentle, the lights of thousands of homes in the city flow and blend, the traffic is endless, and the sky is full of stars.
It has been a long time since the beginning of summer.
After dinner, it was time to say goodbye. Chi Yan sent Wen Xingze downstairs this time. The people sent by Manli had already arrived.
The foreman wearing white gloves was waiting beside the Bentley. He first bowed to Wen Xingze, paused, and then bowed to Chi Yan.
"Teacher Chi," Wen Xingze said, "see you tomorrow."
Wen Xingze could now somewhat understand Chi Yan's thoughts. Seeing that he was silent, he must have something else to say. Therefore, Wen Xingze had already gotten into the car, but he still rolled down the window and asked, "Do you have any questions?"
Chi Yan: "Is it okay to start class an hour early tomorrow?"
Wen Xingze's car window slowly rolled up again.
Chi Yan: “?”
Wen Xingze waved in the car: "If there are no other questions, I'll leave first. See you tomorrow, Teacher Chi."
Chi Yan: “……?”
He's quite vindictive.
When I returned to the apartment, the housekeeper was clearing the table. Seeing Chi Yan, he suddenly smiled and said, "You are very happy."
Chi Yan was silent for a moment, then denied the housekeeper's opinion: "No."
He looked at the intricately designed clock on the wall.
Eight twenty.
There are still eleven hours and forty minutes until the next meeting.
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