Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 106 The Gap of Reality, Yang Xizi's Concern
A minute later, the private room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yang Xizi's spoon struck the bowl, making a crisp "ding" sound that seemed particularly jarring in the private room at that moment.

The goji berries in Guo Hu's thermos suddenly stopped floating, Cheng Yi's chopsticks hovered above the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, and Yang Zi's meatballs fell into the winter melon bowl with a "plop".

Meng Ziyi's red lips parted slightly, her gaze fixed on Jiang Qing.

Although she knew Jiang Qing was very capable, she was actually quite vague about just how capable she was.

In her opinion, it was enough to know that Jiang Qing was very capable. Anyway, she couldn't understand his achievements. Moreover, Jiang Qing always gave her the impression of being very low-key. That's why she couldn't help but ask when she saw him snatch the role from Bai Jingting.

And now, she finally felt it was real.

"You mean"

Yang Zi's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

"You didn't know that this role had already been cast?"

Jiang Qing wiped the crab roe off her fingertips with a hot towel and looked up at her.

"Tencent sent me four scripts."

He recalled the contents of the other three scripts and decided it was best not to belittle them.

"【The beginning】happened to be somewhat interesting in the field of cognitive science."

Yang Xizi's chopsticks fell onto the tablecloth with a "clatter".

She hurriedly reached for it, and her head hit the edge of the turntable with a loud thud.

Meng Ziyi was about to laugh when she realized that everyone was staring at Jiang Qing.

"The people from noon haven't contacted you?"

Guo Hu tightened his grip on the wine glass.

"Where is the producer?"

"No."

Jiang Qing scooped up a spoonful of crab roe tofu and then scooped a spoonful for Meng Ziyi as well.

"I replied to them yesterday, and it was officially announced today. The process was very fast."

He turned to ask Meng Ziyi, his expression somewhat helpless.

"Last time I had dinner with a friend from Penguin and we talked about acting, which sparked my interest. He didn't mention that the male lead for this script had already been pre-selected. If I had known this earlier, I would have chosen another script."

Meng Ziyi nodded mechanically, her platinum earrings swaying like wind chimes.

She remembered that Jiang Qing had indeed mentioned in a previous video call that he was preparing to take on a new job, and she had jokingly told him, "Don't steal my job," but it turned out he really meant it.

"and many more!"

Yang Zi suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stared at him.

"You mean Tencent skipped all the procedures and just accepted Noon's A-level project?"

"We're all friends."

Jiang Qing accepted the ginger tea offered by the waiter.

"Send some gifts when you come and go."

He came up with a relatively fitting adjective.

The people in the private room couldn't help but hold their breath.

Cheng Yi's chopsticks pierced the fish's eye, Yang Xizi's spoon stirred a vortex in the winter melon bowl, and Guo Hu suddenly tilted his head back and gulped down a mouthful of wine.

"Mr. Jiang."

Guo Hu looked at Jiang Qing with a sigh.

"You know, directors like us have to schedule meetings with Penguin producers a month in advance."

"Old Guo, your knee is poking my foot!"

Yang Zi suddenly shouted.

"Doesn't President Jiang understand that this is a case of 'dimensional reduction attack'?"

She picked up the jellyfish head and bit into it with a loud crunch.

"It's like we suddenly said we wanted to invite Zhang Yimou to be the executive director."

Meng Ziyi used a crab shell to cover his flushed face.

She suddenly remembered that when she was on set that morning, the production assistant said that Bai Jingting's fans had posted nearly 100,000 protest messages on the official Weibo account of "Kaiduan".

Those horrifying negative comments were nothing more than casual gifts to Jiang Qing.

"So you really didn't steal it. Hmm!"

Before she could finish her thought, Yang Zi stepped on her instep.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Yang Zi turned the pigeon meat to Jiang Qing.

"President Jiang, try this! It's a specialty from Hengdian!"

Jiang Qing watched their little actions with a smile as she used her crab-eating tools to dismantle the crab legs, the clinking of the metal tools producing a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Then I must try it."

"Mr. Jiang."

Cheng Yi finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.

"You're always like this."

He gestured but couldn't find the right adjective.

"So effortless?"

"When Teacher Cheng had to do seven takes today."

Jiang Qing smiled and took a sip of wine.

"Didn't they say it's just a matter of rehearsing the positioning a few more times?"

Yang Zi suddenly burst out laughing.

"Mengmeng, haven't you seen it yet? That's a thigh!"

She nudged Meng Ziyi, who was still in a daze, with her elbow.

"Why don't you quickly offer a toast to President Jiang?"

Meng Ziyi hurriedly reached for the decanter, but spilled pomegranate juice on Jiang Qing's sleeve.

As she frantically wiped the mess, she heard a sigh with a smile coming from above.

"Is Teacher Meng retaliating because I laughed at you when you messed up this afternoon?"

"certainly not!"

She held the wet wipe and looked at him reproachfully.

"I am"

Fireworks suddenly exploded outside the window, and the sound of explosions from the night filming crew rushed in.

Jiang Qing's voice was mixed in with the noise.

"I know."

He took the wet wipe from her hand.

"You're just clumsy."

"Jiang Qing!"

The people in the private room burst out laughing when they saw Meng Ziyi's furious expression, and the huge sense of disappointment they had just experienced due to Jiang Qing faded somewhat.

Amidst the room's laughter, a waiter entered carrying a fruit platter. The chilled bayberries rolled around in the glass, much like the turbulent worldviews of everyone present.

Guo Hu muttered to himself while munching on a watermelon.

"Next time I'll try making a sci-fi film, would you mind investing in it, Mr. Jiang?"

"Okay."

Jiang Qing used a toothpick to tie up the bayberry.

"As long as Teacher Meng is willing to play the robot."

He looked at Meng Ziyi and joked.

"Jiang Qing! I'm angry!"

The blush that hadn't yet faded from Meng Ziyi's face spread across her entire face again, and her angry expression had a unique charm.

Watching this scene, the people in the private room had mixed feelings.

Anyone with eyes can see the ambiguous relationship between her and Jiang Qing. With the strength that Jiang Qing has shown, who wouldn't envy him?

In the entertainment industry, the most important thing is resources: good scripts and good roles. With these, the drama becomes a hit, the character becomes popular, and the actor can reap the benefits, and various advertising endorsements and variety shows will come knocking on their door.

Jiang Qing was only slightly interested, but Tencent proactively sent her scripts to choose from, not caring at all even though the male lead had already been decided in advance. For an ordinary actor, this was like a dream come true.

Normally, the allocation of a role depends on the actor's image, acting skills, suitability for the role, and even the strength of the company behind them, as well as factors such as capital competition.

Jiang Qing directly addressed the problem at its source, and people even eagerly offered him scripts!
Even Yang Zicheng and Yi, who were highly sought after by capital, were speechless. It's really infuriating to compare yourself to others!

As for Yang Xizi, Zhang Rui, and the others, their eyes were practically overflowing with envy!
Yang Xizi stole a glance at Jiang Qing, then looked at Meng Ziyi, and silently pursed her lips.

This senior sister is so lucky!

but……

Isn't this President Jiang supposed to have an ambiguous relationship with Senior Sister Zhou Ye?
Could it be that Sister Ziyi is the ultimate winner?
Seeing Jiang Qing and Meng Ziyi whispering to each other, Yang Xizi's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

Around 8:30, everyone finished their meal.

Considering that filming would continue as scheduled the next day, no one drank much in the evening.

As the carved wooden door of Zuixianlou creaked shut, the night breeze from Hengdian carried the aroma of barbecue from roadside stalls.

Yang Zi shouted at the top of his lungs, "Let's take a walk to sober up!" and had already squeezed into the line of people selling roasted chestnuts on the street.

Everyone, including Jiang Qing, wore a baseball cap.

Meng Ziyi put the baseball cap on Jiang Qing, muttering, "You're not a nobody anymore, just in case." He thought it made sense, so he let her do it.

He hadn't walked a few steps when his clothes were suddenly grabbed.

"Watch the road."

Meng Ziyi swung his phone flashlight, the beam sweeping across the protruding bluestone slab at his feet.

“Our teacher, Ms. Yang, sprained her ankle here last month.”

"it is good."

Jiang Qing glanced down and replied with a smile.

At this moment, Cheng Yi came over carrying a takeout box.

"If President Jiang is to play Li Shiqing's love interest, shouldn't he experience life in real life first?"

He handed me a candied hawthorn stick stuck on a bamboo skewer.

"Like... carrying your girlfriend's bag?"

"Teacher Cheng has a lot of experience."

Yang Zi suddenly emerged from the crowd, chestnut crumbs on his lips.

"Last time I signed an autograph for a female fan, I smeared her lipstick all over my script."

As they were talking, Jiang Qing had already taken Meng Ziyi's bag, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that she was smiling so broadly that she could hardly close her mouth.

They strolled along leisurely, and the lively atmosphere of the night market reached its peak at this moment.

The grill sizzles as the squid is grilled, extras dressed as eunuchs squat outside a bubble tea shop scrolling through their phones, and girls in Hanfu can be seen everywhere in the crowd.

Yang Xizi was the last to arrive. She watched as Jiang Qing very naturally took Meng Ziyi's bubble tea and took a sip, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

As I turned the corner, I encountered a film crew shooting a night scene and blocking the road.

Inside the palace surrounded by a green screen, a purple-clad fairy suspended by wires is spinning in mid-air.

Meng Ziyi suddenly turned around and walked backwards.

"I threw up three times last time I was suspended by wires. The wire operator said I looked like I was flapping my wings..."

Before she could finish speaking, she bumped into Jiang Qing's arms.

"You're throwing yourself into my arms, Teacher Meng?"

Yang Zi whistled with a grin.

The streetlights happened to turn pink, illuminating Meng Ziyi's face from the tips of her ears to her collarbone, and she quickly stepped back.

Yang Xizi suddenly gasped softly.

When everyone turned around, they saw that her snow-white sneakers were stained with milk tea, and pearls spilled from a passing tricycle were rolling all over the ground.

Jiang Qing patted her pocket and handed over the tissue she had casually grabbed from the table.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

When Yang Xizi took the tissue, she briefly exchanged glances with Jiang Qing and suddenly understood why Meng Ziyi had been humming songs in the lounge lately.

This realization made her panic, and she crumpled the tissue in her hand into a ball.

While the hotel where the film crew was staying was brightly lit, Yang Zi started asking for ice cream again.

Meng Ziyi ran a couple of steps, but didn't notice that the tie at the back of her tank top had suddenly come loose.

Jiang Qing quickly stepped forward and neatly tied a bow for her, and the hustle and bustle of the night market suddenly quieted down for a moment.

Meng Ziyi stood there frozen in place, while Cheng Yi, Yang Xizi, and the others quickly looked away.

Yang Zi returned with an ice cream cone and saw Meng Ziyi blushing as she bit into the straw, while the others looked around.

She was about to speak when Meng Ziyi pushed her through the hotel entrance, with Jiang Qing and the others following behind them, laughing.

As the lanterns in the corridor lit up one by one, Yang Xizi lagged behind the crowd.

She pulled out photos she had secretly taken on the street.

In the warm yellow light, Jiang Qing lowered his head, while Meng Ziyi looked up at him, both of them with smiles in their eyes.

This scene reminded her of the scene where she finished filming, where the fox princess hid behind a tree and watched the god tie a cloak around his lover's neck.

How harmonious...

As they entered the elevator, Yang Zi suddenly looked at Meng Ziyi as it ascended.

"Confess! Is Mengmeng's phone screen saver...?"

"Don't say it!"

Amidst gasps of surprise, Meng Ziyi lunged forward and covered her mouth, the two instantly becoming entangled. Jiang Qing and the others quickly moved aside to make room, watching the scene with smiles.

They said goodbye to each other at the stairwell. When Jiang Qing opened the door, her phone popped up with a notification that she was being followed by someone special.

Two minutes ago, Meng Ziyi updated her Weibo with a blurry night view photo, captioned "Some stars will fall into the palm of your hand".

Immediately afterwards, a WeChat message popped up.

Meng Ziyi: "1103 (shy)"

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems tonight is just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)