Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 471 Five Steps, It's Time (8700 words)
"Sisters, for those of us over 30, having a child is a skill."

The ability to have sex without a condom, or even accidentally, is a unique and unrestrained youthful experience for teenagers and young adults in their twenties.

At that time, their young and energetic tadpoles could overcome any obstacle and achieve their goal.

At that time, we were full of hormones and in high spirits, everything was just right, and it seemed that life could quietly sprout with just a gentle touch.

However, once you get over 30, everything changes.

Sisters, to successfully receive a baby angel, besides placing Want Want milk on the bedside table, putting a Guanyin (Goddess of Mercy) sticker on your phone, and hanging a doll picture on the bedside table, you should also do the following steps during intimacy:
1、2、3、4、5。

The above steps have been personally verified to be effective, and I have already given birth.

I wish our motherland prosperity and strength, and I will help as many people as I can.

I hope everyone can get ashore soon.

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"do not move."

Gao Yuanyuan hugged the man's back.

Chen Nuo paused for two seconds, then prepared to turn over.

But Gao Yuanyuan still didn't let go, "No, wait a little longer."

Chen Nuo was a little dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Gao Yuanyuan explained, "I saw in the post that it should be blocked for 30 seconds."

Chen Nuo was a little speechless.

The post-coital period, as any man with a brain knows, is a time when Sun Wukong would feel very uncomfortable if the headband was tightened during this time. He couldn't help but question, "Didn't I already put a pillow under my head? Why is it so complicated?"

"The pillow is the first step, this is the second step," Gao Yuanyuan said earnestly.

By now, she was already in the mood. As an artsy young woman, she was initially a little shy. But tonight, the man had been drinking, and his words and actions carried a touch of licentiousness, with all sorts of fancy tricks coming one after another. After half an hour of this hustle and tumble, her sense of shame had long since been stripped away, and it became natural for her to say these things.

Well, we've already done all that. What's there to be embarrassed about in doing something as serious as carrying on the family line?

"its not right."

But Sun Wukong wasn't so easily persuaded, and Chen Nuo immediately raised another objection, "Isn't this the third step? You just made me change my posture."

Gao Yuanyuan was originally lying face down, but now she is lying down, which is indeed a change of position. She also remembered and admitted, "Yes, the third step."

How many steps are there in total?

Five steps.

Chen Nuo smiled and shook his head, saying, "Is it really necessary? So much trouble?"

Gao Yuanyuan's face fell slightly. "I'm too old."

Chen Nuo quickly comforted her, "How could that be? Look at your skin, it's so good, so pink and tender, how is it different from when you were 18... Oh, right, has it been 30 seconds yet? I feel like I'm going to melt if I soak any longer."

Hearing him say that, she immediately forgot her sadness and burst out laughing: "Alright, alright, you can go now."

Chen Nuo then rolled off the bed.

Honestly, after all this, I've recovered a little bit.

Before she could even catch her breath, Gao Yuanyuan changed direction, raised her long, slender, and fair legs, and leaned them against the wall, putting herself in an inverted position at about 80 degrees. Her snow-white, straight legs and pink arches seemed to blend into the white wallpaper.

Chen Nuo couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is the fourth step?"

Gao Yuanyuan said, "Yes."

Honestly, Chen Nuo had only researched how not to have children, but he had never researched how to have children. Gao Yuanyuan's elaborate scheme made him chuckle. "It's not that complicated. I never paid attention to these things before. I just had one, and it was over in one go."

Gao Yuanyuan said, "Sometimes it's like that. Many people online get what they don't want when they don't want it. But when they want it, they have to work hard for a long time. Also, everyone is different."

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Why do I feel like you look down on me? How long are you going to keep this up?"

"five minutes."

"Five minutes!" Chen Nuo shook his head and said, "Okay, I'm going to take a shower then."

"Okay, you go ahead."

Hot water poured over his head, and Chen Nuo let out a comfortable sigh of relief.

By this time, the effects of the alcohol had completely worn off. As he took a shower, he recalled the singing practice he had done during the day.

The song "Chengdu" was already very familiar to him, but the Spring Festival Gala stage is different from a karaoke bar; it's not a matter of him just holding the microphone and singing for a few minutes. Facing a national audience of hundreds of millions, the program's impact and entertainment value are paramount.

From rehearsal to the actual performance, there were only three or four days, which meant that it was impossible to arrange a complex stage design and technical support. Therefore, after an emergency discussion, the production team decided to use the same stage format as when he sang "Hawthorn Flower" last time—one person singing and one person dancing.

Even so, it was a huge challenge for the choreographers, and placed extremely high demands on the solo dancer: top-notch physical fitness, precise emotional expression, and exceptional stage presence; ideally, she should be able to choreograph and perform on the spot from the very beginning. She only had half a day left before the final rehearsal and recording of the backup tape.

If it were any other TV station or program team, finding such a person in a few hours or even half a day would be practically a pipe dream.

But the power of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala production team is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

After an emergency consultation with the production team, they actually found such a person—

She was once the top student at the Shanghai Theatre Academy and a star student at the Beijing Dance Academy. Her dance skills were hailed as the "textbook example" of the academy, and she was known as the school's most beautiful girl. During her time at the academy, one of her dance routines became a template for countless aspiring dance students. She participated in the opening ceremony of the Olympics, choreographed for the TV series "My Own Swordsman," and just last year, after graduating from the Beijing Dance Academy, she signed with Sugarman Films and won the championship in the third season of "Dancing Miracles."

Because of this, Cai Yinong, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, even called him to chat for a while. Then, from yesterday to today, he has been rehearsing and working with this extraordinary young dancer. It can only be said that the girl is very professional and her technique is really strong. Although there were some bumps along the way, overall, he definitely benefited from her.

There's still one day left, and I'll be on stage the day after tomorrow.

Thinking about it, there is still some pressure.

Thinking of this, the bathroom door creaked open, and Gao Yuanyuan stepped out.

Chen Nuo laughed when he saw her walking so quietly. "What are you doing? Stealing something?"

Gao Yuanyuan laughed, but still walked on tiptoe.

"No, are you concerned?"

Chen Nuo knew exactly what the woman was doing. "How could it possibly leak? What are you thinking?"

Gao Yuanyuan looked distressed and said, "But when I moved just now, it... came out quite a lot."

Chen Nuo thought for a moment and said, "Could it be something else?"

Gao Yuanyuan asked, "Huh?"

Chen Nuo said, "For example..."

No matter how much Gao Yuanyuan thought it was human nature, a woman still has to save face. Hearing Chen Nuoyi's words, she couldn't stand it and couldn't help but lightly hit him, saying, "You're talking nonsense, how could it be mine?"

After that, the two started helping each other take a shower, chatting as they did so.

"You're so busy, I really didn't expect you to come see me," Gao Yuanyuan asked as she carefully applied shower gel to his back.

Chen Nuo said, "I am busy, but I promised you something, so I will make time for you no matter how busy I am."

Gao Yuanyuan was silent for a while, then squatted down and began to apply the ointment to his legs and the backs of his feet.

It has to be said that older women really know how to take care of people. That kind of meticulous gentleness is truly captivating.

After rubbing his feet, Gao Yuanyuan stood up and began rubbing his front, asking, "Aren't your parents especially proud? You got featured on the news for so long. I saw online that you're probably the first person in the entertainment industry to do so."

"Hey, what's the big deal?" Chen Nuo enjoyed the smooth caress of the woman's delicate hands, and was even more comfortable when he was touched by even softer and smoother parts of her body.

"That's nothing? Well, it doesn't seem like a big deal to you."

Seeing that the woman didn't believe him, Chen Nuo explained, "What? That's not what I meant. Actually, this time it's all thanks to the Spring Festival Gala. Think about it, strictly speaking, only the last 20 seconds were about me, telling me how busy and tired I am. The rest was all commercials for the Spring Festival Gala. If I really want to be proud, hehe, I'll only be proud when those few minutes are all about my great achievements."

"I think it was bound to happen sooner or later. Was the person who called you just now the director of that movie you directed last time?"

"Yes. He's urging me to go to America. I've already told him before, actually, Americans think we're like them, always breaking our promises. Haha."

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and asked, "Is your film going to compete or take a commercial route?"

"Participating in the competition," Chen Nuo said. "It's quite complicated, and it also involves his inheritance. I'll explain it to you in detail another time."

Gao Yuanyuan nodded, then immediately asked with curiosity and anticipation, "Have you decided which film festival you want to go to?"

Chen Nuo said, "Venice."

"what?"

Honestly, it was only now that she realized that congratulating him on being on the news was just polite talk. Gao Yuanyuan was genuinely interested and excited. She stopped what she was doing, looked up at him, her eyes wide, and asked in confirmation, "Venice!?"

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Yeah, why are you so excited? It's just a competition, you might not even win a prize."

“I know. I just…” Gao Yuanyuan looked at him, “Last time I went to Venice with Director Zhang, we didn’t get anything.”

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "You want me to avenge you?"

"A little bit."

At this moment, Gao Yuanyuan's gaze was so intense that it seemed capable of melting steel. That feeling could make any man feel like he was floating on clouds, thinking he was a god.

"If you can collect all three major European awards... then you won't need to rely on the Spring Festival Gala anymore."

Back in her bedroom, Chen Nuo was really tired, and she had to get up early the next day, so she turned off the light, closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Gao Yuanyuan's hands started to wander again.

He opened his eyes helplessly, grabbed Gao Yuanyuan's hand, and asked, "What?"

"...How did your singing practice go today?"

"Okay."

What is the song title?

"It's a secret. You'll find out when you see it on TV."

"Are the girls who dance with you pretty?"

"So skinny, what's so good-looking about her?"

"I'm also very thin."

“It’s different. She’s so thin, she’s just skin and bones. Unlike you, here, and here, they’re all… right, quite big.”

Chen Nuo pinched her a couple of times, and Gao Yuanyuan silently endured it. In the darkness, a woman's voice came, "Do you remember how many steps were in that post?"

"What post?"

"I just mentioned that."

"Oh." Chen Nuo thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be five steps."

"Five steps, so how many steps are there now?"

"Uh... four steps?"

"First, put a pillow under your head; second, adjust your position; third, block the exit; fourth, turn you upside down to let it go in more. Do you want to know what the fifth step is?"

Chen Nuo had a bad feeling and asked, "What is it?"

Gao Yuanyuan's voice was muffled, as if her head had already buried itself under the covers, "Fifth step, seize the opportunity and do it a few more times."

Chen Nuo gasped, his features contorting. It wasn't exactly painful, but it felt strangely comfortable. He pressed his head under the covers and said, "...Wait a minute, be clear, how many times exactly?"

But there was still no answer, because Gao Yuanyuan was no longer able to speak.

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January 22, 2012, Lunar New Year's Eve.

According to the "Spring Festival Gala Performers' Handbook," "Performers of technical programs must arrive 10 hours before the live broadcast, while performers of ordinary programs must arrive no later than 6 hours before the live broadcast."

Therefore, Jin Chen and her agent arrived at the backstage of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala as early as 9 a.m.

I thought this was early enough, but when I entered, I found that the backstage area was already bustling with activity. The makeup area, rehearsal area, corridors, and corners were all packed with people. Costumes and props were flying everywhere, staff were rushing around, and shouts were going off in all directions. There were even people practicing their voices and warming up in the stairwell.

The two of them were momentarily stunned, staring at each other wide-eyed.

Jin Chen frowned and asked, "What should we do? Should you call and ask?"

Her agent shrank back and said timidly, "How about we talk about it later..."

Jin Chen was both annoyed and amused. "What are you waiting for? Don't you have Director Ha Wen's phone number? Ask her where our dressing room is."

Her agent hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Shall we try to find it ourselves first? This place isn't that big anyway."

Jin Chen was both amused and exasperated, but there was nothing she could do—her agent, Wang Xinxin, was a nepotism hire. Two years younger than her, she had just graduated from a vocational college last year, making her a newcomer to the entertainment industry. Not only was she introverted, but she was also timid. But what could she do? Her cousin was someone close to President Cai.
She sighed, slung her bag over her shoulder, tugged at Wang Xinxin's arm, and said, "Okay, let's go look for it. If all else fails, I'll call Director Ha's assistant myself."

They walked deeper into the corridor, looking around as they went.

At this time, the CCTV backstage area was like a chaotic vegetable market, filled with all sorts of people. The dressing rooms were the same, like a canteen for an annual meeting—noisy, steamy, with many people huddled together touching up their makeup, changing clothes, practicing their movements, and memorizing their lines.

The backstage area of ​​the studio has three floors, with more than a dozen dressing rooms and waiting rooms on each floor. People come and go, and there are even people sitting on the floor in the corridors to put on makeup.

The two women were new to the area and unfamiliar with it, so finding the dressing room with their names on it among so many people was harder than finding a van at a highway service area.

After searching around for more than ten minutes, their minds were spinning, and Jin Chen and Wang Xinxin finally stopped.

"I can't take it anymore, I have to make a phone call. Give me the phone, I'll make the call," Jin Chen said, panting.

"Well... okay." Wang Xinxin timidly took her phone out of her pocket.

The two were scrolling through numbers on their phones when someone walked by, turned around, saw them, paused for a moment, and exclaimed, "Huh?"

Jin Chen looked up and her eyes lit up immediately, "Sister Li!"

It was the very person she had originally intended to contact—Li Xiaoyuan, the assistant to the Spring Festival Gala director team and director Ha Wen's right-hand woman.

Li Xiaoyuan was in her thirties, very capable, but her only problem was that she was extremely serious. Seeing the two of them standing in the middle of the corridor looking bewildered, she couldn't help but frown and ask, "Why are you two here so early?"

Jin Chen's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at Wang Xinxin and then cautiously asked, "Didn't you say you'd arrive at 9 o'clock?"

Li Xiaoyuan said, "No, you just need to arrive 6 hours in advance. You are a regular program."

"Huh?" Jin Chen froze on the spot.

Then she glared at Wang Xinxin, who looked bewildered and stammered, "Sister Li... isn't our Chenchen a technical actor?"

Li Xiaoyuan said, "Of course not. What are you doing? Technical performers are those who are directly involved in the technical presentation of the performance, such as acrobatics, magic, martial arts, dragon and lion dances, which are particularly dependent on lighting, props, and camera positioning. They need to come early for a final rehearsal. Yours is a song and dance program, so you are considered a regular performer."

She paused, then said, "Didn't I tell you yesterday? Never mind, since you're already here, why don't you go to the dressing room and rest for a bit? I'm still adjusting the schedule here, so I'll be going now."

After saying that, she was about to continue walking forward when Jin Chen quickly called out, "Wait a minute, Sister Li, where is our dressing room? We've been looking for it for ages and can't find it. Could you please take us there?"

Li Xiaoyuan paused, turned around, and said with a start, "Are you looking for the dressing room? -- Yours isn't here. Come on, follow me."

As she spoke, she quickly led the way, and Jin Chen and Wang Xinxin hurriedly followed with their bags.

Li Xiaoyuan led them through a maze of corridors, elevator entrances, and enclosed passageways, finally arriving at a secluded area on the east side of the CCTV studio building. Two security guards were stationed at the entrance, clearly isolating it from the chaotic crowds outside.

Upon entering, the environment immediately became much quieter. The corridor was clean and tidy, the lighting was soft, and even the air carried a faint scent of disinfectant and face powder. There was no one around, and the area had not yet fully come alive.

On both sides were rows of neat dressing rooms, but unlike the temporary nameplates downstairs with program names, the doors on this floor only had simple name tags, usually three names per room. Some had two, and only a very few had just one.

Jin Chen watched all the way:

"Han Geng and Chen Kun," "Feng Gong and Cai Ming," "Zhang Guoli and Deng Jie," "Li Guyi," "Faye Wong," "Eason Chan, Dicky Cheung, and Zhang Qian."

...each one is a household name.

She felt a mix of emotions.

After graduating last year, she was given a small supporting role in a martial arts drama called "Seven Weapons: Peacock Feather" through her company's arrangement. This small amount of experience is like a tiny matchstick thrown into a galaxy. Each name on the list represents her dreams and goals.

Just then, the door to a dressing room in front of them suddenly opened with a "click," and a graceful, exquisitely made-up middle-aged woman walked out.

She was wearing a well-tailored dark coat, black-rimmed glasses, and a limited-edition Chanel bag slung over her shoulder. She paused for a moment upon seeing them, then smiled broadly and said in heavily accented Mandarin:

"Assistant Li, what a coincidence."

Li Xiaoyuan's face remained expressionless as she frowned and said, "Hello, Miss Huo, why are you here so early?"

That tone made Jin Chen feel very uncomfortable.

But the person who came, Huo Wenxi, the top agent of Emperor Entertainment, was obviously used to the sour faces of CCTV employees. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "This dressing room is different from the previous rehearsal rooms. I came to familiarize myself with the location and see if I need anything so I can bring it over later... And who are these two beautiful ladies?"

Li Xiaoyuan said, "An actor who performed with Teacher Chen Nuo."

Huo Wenxi paused slightly, then flashed a standard professional smile: "Nice to meet you. Are you heading to Professor Chen's dressing room now?"

"Ah."

Huo Wenxi said generously, "Then I'll go with you and get familiar with the place. When Ah Sa arrives, I'll take her over to say hello."

"Ah Sa visits Teacher Chen..." Jin Chen silently repeated to herself, feeling that something about this pairing was off.

But she immediately realized that this was Twins' manager.

Look at her—capable, poised, and composed. Then look at her own colleague, Wang Xinxin, still secretly glancing at her name on the wall. Jin Chen couldn't help but sigh. Comparison is truly infuriating. Although the company has treated her quite well—she'd landed a role in their major production, *Heaven's Scar*, not long after joining—sometimes she still felt uneasy. Sigh, after the Spring Festival Gala, perhaps she should have a serious talk with the company.

Li Xiaoyuan led them to the far end of the corridor. This dressing room was completely different from the other rooms; a name was neatly affixed to the door:
"Chen Nuo"

Li Xiaoyuan turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

Even though Jin Chen wasn't very familiar with the layout of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, she could tell at a glance that this dressing room was clearly not ordinary, and was completely different from the one she had used temporarily during rehearsals that day.

The room was spacious and bright. A corner window facing south offered a view of East Chang'an Avenue in Beijing, bathed in warm sunlight. Two separate dressing tables were placed against the window, complete with lights and mirrors, and unopened cosmetics were laid out on the tables. A row of sofas lined the wall, next to which was a black coat rack displaying the stage costume she had worn during yesterday's rehearsal—a red and white color-blocked dress.

Jin Chen involuntarily took a light breath.

Even if she was a complete novice and didn't understand the intricacies of office etiquette, she knew that in a hierarchical system like the Spring Festival Gala, the arrangement of dressing rooms always carried an invisible distinction of social class. To have such a private dressing room at this time of year meant something truly remarkable.

Along the way, all the singers with individual names were either superstars or veteran singers.

But none of them are independent dressing rooms with 270-degree corner bay windows. Judging from the layout, there are probably no more than four such rooms per floor.

"You'll be using Teacher Chen's dressing room this time. You can rest and practice there, but please be careful not to make a mess. Teacher Chen is here, so if you want to practice a little more, Xiao Jin, you'll have to do it," Li Xiaoyuan said.

So that's the reason. No wonder they arranged for her to come here; the production team was worried she needed more practice, so they sent her here to practice with him. Who knew CCTV could be so considerate? Jin Chen thought sarcastically to herself, but on the surface, she nodded hastily and said, "Okay, Sister Li."

Li Xiaoyuan nodded, then added, "The makeup artist and styling team won't arrive until around 11 o'clock. That's all, I'm leaving now."

Huo Wenxi, who was behind, also politely said "bye-bye," and then the two left together.

The door closed gently, and the whole world fell silent instantly.

Jin Chen stood still, slowly put down her bag, looked around at the furnishings, feeling a little nervous, but mostly expectant.

Today marks her first time appearing on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala stage.

Her co-star is the youngest and most famous male actor in China, with whom she had a brief collaboration in "Xuan-Yuan Sword 3: Scar of the Sky".

When the professor from the Beijing Dance Academy called to tell her the news, she felt like she was dreaming.

No matter what, I must seize this opportunity.

Jin Chen's eyes hardened.

"Come on, Xin Xin, help me stretch my legs."

"Huh? Chenchen, isn't it too early? What time is it? Didn't you not sleep much last night? I think you should sleep on this sofa for a while longer?"

"No need, I'll practice for a bit now."

"No, Chenchen, this is way too early. I'm worried about your stamina..."

"Stop talking, I know what I'm doing, just come here!"

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Chen Nuo arrived at the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala at around 3 p.m.

Yes, like a slow-moving train, he was late. He was more than an hour late.

The reason given for the delay was ridiculous.

He was exhausted these past two days. Rehearsals during the day were already tiring enough, and then Gao Yuanyuan, that crazy woman, kept draining him dry at night. She'd have sex with him several times these past two days, supposedly trying to get it right in one go. As a result, he stayed up too late, forgot to charge his phone, and his alarm didn't go off. He slept from 4 AM to 2 PM.

He's still not awake!
If Qi Yuntian hadn't been so desperate that he actually went to Gao Yuanyuan's agency and got her phone number, otherwise... the spare tape might have really come in handy.

"Teacher Chen, you've arrived." Several people from the Spring Festival Gala were waiting behind the door. When they saw the group, their eyes lit up and they rushed over to greet them.

Chen Nuo was still wearing a mask and hat, thankfully, no one saw him blush.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's alright, it's alright, this way please, please follow me."

Seeing the smiling assistant surnamed Li, Chen Nuo felt even more guilty and quickened his pace to catch up with him, asking, "We should still make it, right?"

"There's still time, there's still time. The dancer has already arrived. Now, Ms. Chen, after you finish your makeup, you can go on stage with her one last time for practice. Is that alright?"

"it is good."

The backstage area of ​​the Spring Festival Gala was as busy as ever. Chen Nuo had been there once before, so he had some experience. He followed Li Xiaoyuan, who was walking briskly with her head down. Apart from Michelle, a dark-skinned girl who stood out a bit, the rest of his group, including Gulnazar and Qi Yuntian, were just ordinary people in the Spring Festival Gala backstage, which was full of handsome men and beautiful women at this time. Linghu was even less of a concern.

We arrived at the dressing room without any major incidents.

Pushing open the door, I heard a scream. It turned out that Jin Chen had changed her clothes and was looking in the mirror. I was caught off guard and startled.

Chen Nuo took off his mask, smiled politely at the other person, but didn't say anything. He sat down in the makeup chair and let Michelle start applying his makeup.

This time the makeup was relatively simple. After all, since he was going to sing folk songs, he didn't need to wear eyeliner or do much eyebrow shaping. Michelle designed a natural and casual style for him. After blow-drying his hair, doing his makeup, and changing his clothes, it was almost four o'clock.

According to the staff who arrived at the dressing room later, their group was the last to go on stage to test the equipment and rehearse their moves.

So Chen Nuo put on a down jacket and was surrounded by a group of people as they rushed towards Studio 1.

When he entered, there were indeed few people left in the studio, except for Ma Dong and some on-site staff. Upon seeing him arrive, Fatty Ma's tense face immediately relaxed.

"Uncle Chen, you've finally arrived."

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Sorry, Director Ma, something came up and I'm a little late."

"It's alright, it's alright. Hurry up and go backstage, get ready. I'll have Zhu Jun and the others come over right away."

"OK."

……

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Chen Nuo stood at the entrance to the stage.

To create a conducive environment for his preparation, everyone present consciously kept their distance from him. A quiet atmosphere seemed to permeate the surroundings as he stood there alone, his gaze peaceful and his breathing steady.

He was indeed very calm.

After all, this is his second time appearing on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

If there was anything different, it was that he had an extra dancer by his side this time. But other than that, nothing special. That's why he was able to sleep until the afternoon.

This might sound a bit far-fetched, but it was precisely because of this rare long period of deep sleep that his mental state was exceptionally good. The non-stop fatigue of the past few days since returning to China was completely soothed by last night's sleep.

My mind is very clear.

A few hours ago, on that final stage before his performance, he did quite well, within his usual range. After all, singing isn't acting, and there's always a limit to how much he can achieve. Take Liu Yifei, for example. Although she also trained in dance under Liu Xiaoli's tutelage from a young age, based on his observations over the past two days, even if she didn't act and just focused on dancing for ten years, she still couldn't compare to Jin Chen.

Chen Nuo is the same; his talent ceiling is limited. No matter how much he practices, he can only ever be a karaoke contestant, not as good as Eason Chan.

So what he said on the news was true. His requirement for himself is to let things take their natural course, not to be too demanding, and to just be an amateur.

I thought of Jin Chen.

He couldn't help but recall how surprised he was when he first met her a few days ago.

He never expected it to be this girl he had worked with before in The Scar of the Sky.

In my past life, I only knew her as an actress, but it turns out she was actually a dancer, and a very good one at that, having won so many awards!

What surprised him even more was that a few hours earlier, during the final rehearsal to test the equipment and camera positioning, he could clearly feel that Jin Chen was in better condition than during practice. Her dance moves were more stable, her positioning was more accurate, and the harmony between her movements and the music was almost "smooth and flawless".

But precisely because of this, a slight doubt arose in his mind.

As an actor, he has become accustomed to "controlling the situation" before the actual filming – that is, consciously preserving his emotions and state to avoid getting too involved in rehearsals and then being unable to perform well on the actual day.

Just like the rehearsal a few hours earlier, he subconsciously didn't let himself get too into character.

But what about Jin Chen?

As a dancer, doesn't she need to "control her state"?
This doubt arose in his mind, but it didn't linger for long.

Just then, the host's voice came through the loudspeaker in front of the stage.

That's Zhu Jun speaking.

Chen Nuo's heart skipped a beat, and all his thoughts suddenly calmed down.

His gaze was forward, his expression clear.

it's time.

Ps:

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(End of this chapter)