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Chapter 188 God-level Skills Reappear, Open and Harmonious
"Playing tennis first is a good way to warm up."

As soon as the director gave the order, Jiang Hanying and Chi Song had a brand new tennis racket in their hands.

"Both machines are ready..."

Jiang Hanying waved her tennis racket. "Can I practice for a bit first?"

Director: "Huh?"

"I've never played this before."

People around: "..."

Is there anyone these days who hasn't played tennis?
But looking at Jiang Hanying's open and honest face, it really is true!
Someone chuckled from the corner. Qin Che, still laughing, picked up his tennis racket and stood up, raising an eyebrow triumphantly at Lan Qiao, who was frowning at him. "I can be your coach for free."

Lan Qiao couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

But they hadn't really considered the possibility that Jiang Hanying couldn't play tennis. There was no professional coach on site, and even if they called someone now, it was impossible for them to come over immediately.

She knows how to fight, but she's not sure if she can teach.

She knew that Qin Che could teach people to play tennis; she had seen him standing behind young girls and holding their rackets to teach them more than once.

But this time she really didn't want to let this guy get away with it!
Before Lan Qiao could agree, Qin Che was about to step forward.

But someone was one step ahead of him.

Guan Shan, who was standing next to the director, reached out and took Jiang Hanying's tennis racket.

Then he looked at Chi Song: "You know how to fight, right?"

"meeting."

"Go to the other side."

Is this a demonstration first?
The crowd, realizing his intentions, quickly retreated and dispersed.

In the end, only Jiang Hanying remained, standing not far from Guan Shan.

"Okay."

Jiang Hanying pursed her lips and nodded at him.

Qin Che could only stop and look at the field in front of him. "Just watching others practice a few times won't necessarily teach you. You still have to teach them step by step."

Lan Qiao couldn't hold back this time: "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."

After criticizing Qin Che, she looked in Jiang Hanying's direction and her tone became somewhat excited, "I almost forgot that Hanying has a god-level skill, and I actually got to witness it on the spot today."

He took out his phone, turned on the recording mode, and excitedly prepared to start recording.

But the person next to her ignored her warning, asking, "What kind of god-level skill?"

You'll see it soon.

Qin Che turned his head to look at the venue, where Jiang Hanying's agent had already started fighting with Chi Song.

From the very first touch, it was clear that both players had excellent tennis skills. The two exchanged blows for several minutes before the rally ended when Guan Shan failed to return the ball hit by Chi Song.

"How about it?"

"Let me try."

A question and an answer, and the racket changes hands.

Jiang Hanying mimicked Guan Shan's serve, tossing the tennis ball into the air, gripping the racket with both hands, and precisely striking the ball as it began to fall from its highest point.

When Chi Song on the other side caught the ball and returned it, he anticipated the direction of the ball's return, swung his racket, and hit the ball accurately once again.

The onlookers, watching the back-and-forth action on the field, were starting to question the meaning of life.

Is this really the skill level of a beginner?

The initial learning process shouldn't be chasing the ball, hitting the ball in the air, retrieving the ball, chasing the ball, hitting the ball in the air, retrieving the ball...

Is it an infinite loop?
"See that? Do you know what it's called?" Qin Che only snapped out of his daze when he heard Lan Qiao's voice, but his gaze never left the vibrant white figure on the field. He subconsciously asked, "What?"

"This is called extreme replication! For a sport as simple as tennis, we Han Ying don't need to teach you step by step at all. You can learn it just by looking at it."

Qin Che opened his mouth, and the words of rebuttal were about to come out, but he swallowed them back.

His eyes burned even more intensely.

While his taste in women isn't static, he generally prefers petite and elegant women. Unless, of course, he meets someone who can forcefully change his taste.

This round ended in Chi Song's defeat.

As Jiang Hanying's practice partner, he had a clearer understanding of the entire training session than the others who were watching.

For some people, it only takes a few minutes to go from unfamiliar to proficient in an operation.

Terrifying talent!

Jiang Hanying was still a little unsatisfied.

He took the tissue Pei Yuan handed him, wiped the sweat from his face, and turned to look at the director standing behind the monitor, holding the racket. "Director, I know how to play now, you can start shooting."

The director looked up, his gaze complicated, and opened his mouth, "...No need, it's already finished filming."

Seeing that Jiang Hanying was fighting quite well, he simply ordered the crew in charge of filming to turn on the camera.

The footage was all shot in one go.

He also watched the replay. The two fought back and forth for several minutes, their movements smooth and without any stumbles. He could cut out a few seconds of advertising video from it, which would be more than enough.

There's absolutely no need to film it again.

"So we don't need to fight anymore?"

Why is there a hint of regret in his voice?

"...Okay. You two touch up your makeup, take a few more still photos, and then you can go back to the tent to change into your next outfit."

Using the clean and spacious tennis court as a backdrop, Jiang Hanying and Chi Song posed for some still photos, some with rackets in hand and some without. The director nodded as he looked at them and instructed without thinking, "Single photos are fine, now take a few more double photos."

Chi Song didn't move, but subconsciously looked at Jiang Hanying.

Jiang Hanying was standing right in front of the camera when she turned her head and saw Chi Song looking over. "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up!"

Chi Song touched his nose and walked over, but inwardly he gave a bitter smile.

If Jiang Hanying were to hesitate like him when she heard this request, he could be happy.

But this complete indifference and nonchalant attitude proves that she has no feelings for him whatsoever.

The two stood together and took several photos.

The men and women in the photos are handsome and beautiful, and the photos are of the standard that can be used in promotional posters without any editing.

Both of them have a visibly strong aura, but no matter how you look at them, you can't see any chemistry between them.

After making some adjustments, the director realized that the desired effect could not be achieved and had no choice but to give up.

At the same time, I comforted myself, "It's okay, as long as it looks good!"

After filming at the tennis court for half the morning, the filming team moved to the indoor simulated climbing gym before the sun got too strong.

Jiang Hanying and Chi Song put on Lan Su's new windbreakers and hiking boots and started filming rock climbing videos again.

Since both of them know how to do it, there's no need for on-site instruction.

However, seeing the two figures who climbed to the top of the simulated rock wall in no time, the director helplessly picked up the megaphone and shouted, "Slow down, climb slowly."

This isn't a competition; they're climbing so fast that you can't even see their clothes clearly in the shot!
Lan Qiao, with her hands behind her back, looked up at the agile figure moving nimbly on the rock wall, then turned to look at Qin Che, who had shamelessly followed her to the climbing gym, and asked, "Still want to be an instructor?"

Qin Che: "..."

Already honest!