My wife is in my arms

Chapter 620 Small Things After the Rain (Part 5)

She saw that her husband no longer objected.

Jiang Yiren handed the menu to the backup dancers again, insisting that each of them order several dishes.

From the conversation between singer Jiang Yiren and her husband, as well as Han's manager, they learned that Zhang You would continue to participate in the recording of "Special Voice." The group was no longer reserved, but they didn't order much; each of them ordered one extra dish.

The main reason is that we already ordered quite a lot.

"Mr. Zhang, do you think I have a chance of becoming famous?"

Wait until all the dishes are served.

A female dance partner, very adept at social interaction, got up and poured Zhang You a glass of juice, then asked this question with an expectant look on her face.

"..."

Zhang You was stunned.

Then, while Jiang Yiren, Han Hui, and even Cheng Xiyao were all waiting for his comments, Zhang You carefully examined this female dance partner.

This female dance partner wasn't the kind of woman who would immediately catch your eye, but she had striking and delicate features that grew on you the more you looked at her, and her eyes were almond-shaped brown eyes.

"Is it really necessary to look at it like that!?"

Seeing that her husband was watching very intently, Jiang Yiren couldn't help but feel jealous.

Zhang You ignored her, his gaze remaining fixed on his female dance partner. She had a rather large face, a high nose bridge, and wide nostrils. Zhang You frowned, and after a long while, he finally spoke, asking, "Do you want to hear the truth?!"

"Um"

The female dance partner nodded.

"Judging from your dance moves and appearance, it's unlikely you'll pursue a career in dance. I personally think you could try acting. Your face is relatively large, and your eyes are almond-shaped. If you have a cold expression, it will create a sense of authority, which would be suitable for roles like those in period dramas."

Zhang You explained his thoughts one by one.

"Mr. Zhang, do you think I should have this mole removed? My agent keeps urging me to get rid of it!"

The female dance partner pointed to a mole on her lower lip.

"No need. Keeping it will give you a unique mark. Besides, I've heard that a mole on the lower lip signifies success in middle age and being a good wife."

With that, Zhang You chuckled and said, "Of course, it's up to you how you choose. I'm just offering a suggestion."

Thank you, Mr. Zhang.

The female dance partner immediately responded with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, what about me!?"

Seeing Zhang You's insightful analysis, the other dance partners also started asking questions, as if his comments would bring them great success.

This is also a very normal thing.

Many people, when they are lost and their careers are not progressing, hope to receive guidance or a word or two of encouragement from successful people. Often, it is these words spoken casually by successful people that can greatly inspire or severely discourage them at this stage.

Zhang You smiled and said directly, "I'm not good at judging people, but I believe that as long as you're willing to work hard and find the right direction, you'll definitely succeed. Especially since you're all so beautiful, you might just be backup dancers now, but you could all shine brightly in your respective fields in the future."

As he looked away, Zhang You subconsciously glanced at the female dance partner who had been the first to ask him a question.

I just realized it.

Looking at it now... it really does look a bit like an empress.

It's said that people's appearances are somewhat repetitive, and no one can guarantee that there won't be someone who looks similar to them on the other side of the city. Zhang You didn't quite believe this before, but now he does believe it to some extent.

Xu Lun looks like Jay Chou.

This female dance partner looks like an empress.

As for signing her... she already said she has an agent, and besides, Zhang You really doesn't have any matching film and television resources to allocate to her.

Although "Empresses in the Palace" is incredibly popular around the world, Zhang You has only heard of it but has never watched it, not even a minute of it, let alone an episode.

While scrolling through Douyin (TikTok), I did come across quite a few scenes where the empress's acting was phenomenal. The main issue is that "Empresses in the Palace" isn't really for adult men; palace dramas… are a favorite among female viewers. But thinking about it more carefully, Zhang You has some regrets. If he had actually written down the story of this TV series, he could have an extra layer of retirement security.

It seems that this show wasn't popular at first, but it became popular two years after it aired. It even became the first show for Kuzi to watch while he was still enjoying his retirement. It could support a company and make him look healthy and plump.

Unfortunately... I only remember the Empress.

The other actors knew nothing about the characters, and were not even aware of which dynasty's palace intrigue was being filmed.

After lunch, Jiang Yiren returned to the stadium for on-site rehearsals before the concert. In addition to the concert, she also had to shoot commercials in the afternoon. Han Hui had arranged a few for her, and her work would focus on these two aspects from now on.

Zhang You drove to the filming location of "Ta Ya".

"When will it arrive!?"

As soon as I left the restaurant, Han Wei called.

"On its way"

Zhang You replied.

"Have you tried the prescription?!"

Han Wei asked.

"I've noticed you're being a bit too nosy."

After saying that, Zhang You hung up the phone.

"You're not feeling well yourself, yet you take it out on me."

Han Wei muttered something under her breath, then dialed another number, gave instructions, and continued eating her hearty and nutritious lunch. When Zhang You arrived at the film set, someone had already delivered the prepared traditional Chinese medicine to him.

Upon seeing Zhang You appear, Han Wei nodded to him as a greeting. While Zhang You was putting on makeup, Han Wei picked up Zhang You's special water cup, poured in the traditional Chinese medicine, and then added boiling water.

Zhang You came out after about ten minutes, having finished her makeup.

I made you a cup of tea.

Han Wei spoke.

"You're so good to me, you wouldn't drug me..."

As soon as Zhang You unscrewed the lid of the water glass, he smelled a strong odor of Chinese medicine. He immediately became angry and said, "You really poisoned me!" Just as he was about to pour the medicine out, he heard Han Wei say, "The prepared Chinese medicine according to your prescription may not be as effective as decocting the herbs directly, but... just one cup costs over ten thousand yuan."

"Is it that expensive!?"

Zhang You said in surprise.

"Didn't you read the prescription? It contains squirrel tail and deer... and other precious ingredients, so don't waste it. I've prepared a course of treatment for you. Take it home, drink it, and see how it goes."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Han Wei spoke softly.

"How do I check the results!?"

Zhang You asked the question while taking a small sip of his drink.

He had a vague idea of ​​Director Han's purpose, but he didn't really believe it. Putting that aside, Zhang You didn't have much doubt about the traditional Chinese medicine in the cup, mainly because Han Wei had no reason to poison him.

The two had no deep-seated hatred for each other.

"..."

Han Wei was taken aback when Zhang You asked this question.

Both she and Jiang Yiren were pregnant. Why would she spend so much money on Chinese medicine to nourish Zhang You… only to nourish other women? Thinking this, Han Wei quickly said, “Drink this cup, and we’ll drink the rest later!”

Zhang You took a sip, got used to the bitterness, and finished the rest. Then he took his water cup and poured himself a glass of warm water. The afternoon's filming proceeded smoothly.

Around three o'clock.

It wasn't hot today, but he felt hot all over and a little restless.

(End of this chapter)