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Chapter 509 A hot pot meal on a snowy day, guests arrive braving the snow.
After watching the playback on the monitor and confirming that the take was pretty good, the director glanced at the increasingly heavy snow outside and swallowed back his words about "taking another take".

With a wave of his hand, he decisively shooed her away, "Alright, you can call it a day and go home. By the way," seeing Jiang Hanying get up to leave, the director called her back again, "Let's see how the snow is tonight. If it's heavy and deep enough, I'm planning to move up your self-immolation scene. We might as well use the snow. Get ready."

Jiang Hanying nodded to him and gave him an "OK" sign.

She knew this passage well.

This was the scene I auditioned for. We also did a script reading and rehearsals beforehand. Now we've finally filmed this scene. I'm so excited!

It was still snowing on the way back to the hotel.

What started as tiny snowflakes the size of salt grains have now become large, individual flakes.

It was a bit warm inside the carriage, so Jiang Hanying rolled down the window a little, watching the snowflakes drift in and land on her hand, melting into water in a moment.

Pei Yuan turned her head to look and saw her playing in the snow with great enthusiasm. She couldn't help but think of how the traces she had concealed during filming had been inadvertently exposed by these little things.

The production crew has no secrets at all; sometimes they can even create them for you if they don't have any.

I wonder how many people saw it or overheard the director's instructions to the makeup artist and guessed a thing or two.

What kind of speculation will this spark now?
The studio's denial is really no match for the numerous problems that have arisen on Hanying's side this time!

Just then, I heard a voice say, "We need hot pot on a snowy day!"

Pei Yuan looked up and met a pair of eyes that seemed completely unaffected by anyone or anything. She nodded subconsciously. "Should we eat out, or order takeout and eat at the hotel?"

He paused for a moment, then added, "However, the delivery riders will probably be slower in this kind of heavy snow."

"Let's go out to eat then. Let's find a hot pot restaurant close to the hotel and walk there and back."

“Okay.” Pei Yuan took out her phone and quickly searched around.

It needs to be close by and have a high rating. "I've got it! La Haha Hot Pot City!"

Jiang Hanying nodded, "Then this one." She paused, "Why does this name seem familiar?"

Yue Zhuo turned around from the passenger seat and looked at her. "Sister, you're the one who saved me at La Haha Hot Pot Restaurant."

"I said so."

Pei Yuan looked at the two of them: "Then, shall I choose another one?"

"No need, this is fine. Their hot pot is quite delicious."

OK.

It's clear that Sister Hanying doesn't care at all that the rumors on the internet originated from this hot pot restaurant; she only cares about whether the hot pot there is delicious!
Upon arriving at the hotel, Jiang Hanying went back to the dressing room to remove her makeup and take off her hair. After finishing, thinking that she would be sweating a lot while eating hot pot, she simply asked Pei Yuan, who had returned from putting her things away in the room, to wipe off the foundation she had applied from her neck down to her chest, so as not to feel sticky and uncomfortable after sweating.

After the foundation was removed, the marks that had been concealed all day were suddenly revealed again, and even showed signs of darkening.

Although it wasn't the first time she'd seen it, Pei Yuan still couldn't help but blush.

Jiang Hanying glanced at herself in the mirror without much concern, zipped up her shirt, and got up, eager to head out. "Let's go, let's go, hot pot, let's go!"

As soon as we got into the elevator, someone said, "Wait!"

A hand blocked the elevator door, which was already halfway closed.

Soon, two more figures entered the elevator.

A strong scent of men's cologne hit her nose, and Jiang Hanying pinched her nose and sneezed through her mask, looking at the person who had come.

A perfectly timed look of surprise flashed across Gao Haoqian's face. "What a coincidence, is Hanying also going out for dinner?"

Jiang Hanying gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Pei Yuanwei frowned almost imperceptibly. "You call me Hanying? Are you that familiar with our Hanying?" However, considering the other party's seniority in the industry and her stable second-tier status, she suppressed her dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Jiang Hanying didn't even look at him, Gao Haoqian suppressed his displeasure and continued, "Hanying, are you also going out to eat? I just arrived in Queshan and don't know which restaurants are good nearby. Why don't we just get together for a meal? It's on me!"

If someone else had asked, even Gu Wang or Wen Song, and offered to treat her to a meal without her having to pay for it herself, Jiang Hanying would have nodded without hesitation.

But this one in front of me, although it doesn't cost me any money, is easy to make me lose my appetite!

"I don't want to eat with you."

The atmosphere in the elevator instantly froze.

Pei Yuan couldn't help but glance at Gao Haoqian's face, and unsurprisingly, it was very gloomy.

"Uh, sorry, Teacher Gao, our Hanying prefers to eat by herself; she's more comfortable that way!"

The elevator stopped on the first floor. As the elevator doors opened, seeing Gao Haoqian's face return to normal, she quickly pulled him along and made a hasty escape.

As for Yue Zhuo, who was left aside, he will catch up on his own.

Gao Haoqian watched Jiang Hanying and the others run away with a dark face, and couldn't help but grit his teeth: "This is the second time!"

He glanced back at his assistant, who was pretending to be deaf and blind behind him, snorted coldly, and strode out of the elevator.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief and quickly caught up. It had been a long time since he had seen his artist get the short end of the stick. To be honest, he really admired Jiang Hanying. This girl really dared to speak her mind!

But after being slapped in the face twice, Brother Gao probably really held a grudge against this girl.

Considering Brother Gao's methods, well, good luck to him!

The three people who went out first had already left the hotel and were happily stepping onto the crunching snow.

Jiang Hanying walked to the newly lit streetlight and took a short selfie video. First, she looked up at the snow falling under the streetlight, and then she appeared in the frame. Pei Yuan said that this was called camera movement.

After checking it out, I thought it was pretty good, so I casually sent it to my cheap owner with the caption: "[See? It's snowing!]"

The last time she saw heavy snow was on Mount Kunwu in the Canglan Realm, when she accompanied her cheap master to explore the Kunwu Secret Realm.

Snow falls on Kunwu Mountain all year round, and the world is covered in white. When you fly on your sword, countless snow waves rise up like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, which is much more spectacular than the light snow in front of you!
But something is better than nothing!
Li Chengxiao was at the Que residence at the moment. Upon seeing the news, he turned his head to look at the courtyard outside.

The snowflakes fell silently, and they were so engrossed in their conversation in the hall that they didn't even notice it was snowing outside.

Then, the snowflakes fell into the fishpond and disappeared instantly.

However, the rocks protruding from the pool surface have already turned white.

The others in the room looked over when they saw him do this.

Que Zhiyun exclaimed, "It's snowing! The weather forecast is always wrong."

Zhu Heng: "Celestial phenomena are often unpredictable, and judging by the weather, this snowfall should be quite heavy."

"With this snowfall, the mountain roads are difficult to travel..." Que Bingchen paused as he spoke, glancing at the thoughtful ancestor in the main seat.

Gong Zhengyu nodded to him, "The heavy snow has blocked the mountain, which is an extra layer of insurance for the stone fetus that is about to be born. Unfortunately, it has long been targeted by people with ulterior motives. I wonder if it can avoid this disaster safely!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a slow, deliberate knock on the door.

The people sitting in the hall exchanged glances. Que Zhiyun, who was sitting at the end of the table, stood up and said, "Who would come here with this heavy snow? I'll go check." With that, she quickly walked to the front door and opened it.

Looking outside, one could see a figure wearing a dark cheongsam embroidered with red mandalas and a snow-white cloak, standing in the wind and snow, holding a black oil-paper umbrella with red flowers in the same color scheme.

As she looked over, the oil-paper umbrella was slightly raised, revealing a beautiful face with a faint smile.

What a beautiful woman, but unfortunately she's a poisonous flower!