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

Chapter 115 Close your eyes when kissing, your partner won't dodge.
It was 10 p.m., and the moonlight was at its brightest.

There were still a few people strolling leisurely on the beach, and occasionally a strong wind would blow, bringing a bit of coolness.

At the shallow beach, Tian Xiwei tiptoed and splashed water on Jiang Qing's trouser legs.

Jiang Qing didn't mind and just strolled around slowly.

The moonlight shattered like silver foil on the crest of the waves, and she suddenly bent down and scooped up a handful of seawater.

"Was Dr. Jiang this gentlemanly when he was filming with Mai Mai?"

Water droplets leaked through her fingers, splashing onto the sand and creating dark dots.

"Holding his back, protecting his head, and handing him tissues, you'd think they were filming an idol drama if you didn't know better."

There was an inexplicable sourness in her sweet, coquettish tone.

Jiang Qing dodged the second wave of water with one hand in her pocket, her sandals leaving winding tracks on the beach.

"Since Teacher Tian is so interested in the safety regulations for film crews, why don't you come and be the on-site supervisor tomorrow?"

"Supervision it is!"

Tian Xiwei suddenly turned around and blocked his way, her hair brushing against his chest.

"Let me ask you a question first: how many actresses have you handed room keys to?"

The sound of the waves suddenly became clear, and the beam of light from the distant lighthouse swept across her puffed-up face.

Jiang Qing looked at her big, round eyes with amusement, then picked up a piece of seashell stuck to the end of her hair and tossed it away.

"Teacher Tian seems to have seen him many times before."

"Don't change the subject!"

Tian Xiwei frowned as her canvas shoes sank into the damp sand.

"That day by the Pearl River, did you often get ambushed by girls?"

As she spoke, she reached out to hook her arms around his neck, but Jiang Qing seized both of her arms.

The sweet orange scent emanating from the girl, mixed with the sea breeze, wafted straight to his nose. He glanced down and saw the tips of her reddened ears.

"Is Teacher Tian planning another sneak attack?"

"certainly not!"

Tian Xiwei leaned forward and clung to his shoulder, suddenly realizing that their breaths were so close they could count each other's eyelashes.

"That's me, that's me."

The cry of a seagull flying by broke the silence. She abruptly took two steps back, the platinum necklace around her neck shimmering with tiny silver sparkles in the moonlight.

"The things in 'Qingqing's Daily Life,' were you involved, weren't they?"

She thought of something she already knew in her heart, and stared at him with a resolute expression.

Jiang Qing bent down to pick up the starfish that had been washed ashore by the waves and casually put it into the side pocket of her canvas bag.

"The script looks like it would suit you perfectly."

"Which leader at kiwifruit did you find? The producer? No... could it be General Manager Gong?!"

Thinking of Jiang Qing's identity, Tian Xiwei boldly made a guess.

"Li Yanhong".

Tian Xiwei's hand, which was about to reach for the starfish, froze in mid-air, not even noticing the starfish brushing past her instep.

She tilted her head back and stared blankly at Jiang Qing, swallowing unconsciously as she watched his usual relaxed demeanor.

"You...you mean Li Yanhong from Baidu? That Mr. Li?"

"if not?"

Jiang Qing shrugged, her expression slightly helpless.

"The main problem is that I don't know the people below me."

He spoke the unavoidable truth.

If he knew anyone else from Baidu, or Dr. Gong from iQiyi, he wouldn't have called Lao Li directly.

After all, Lao Li had already told all his friends in the industry about how he asked him for a role in exchange for a female actress.

Thirteen told him that after hanging up with him, that guy made about ten more phone calls.

Lei Jun even made a special call to ask him if he had any ideas about developing an entertainment sector.

The gist of it was that although this thing didn't make much money, it could be used as a promotional tool, but he decisively rejected it.

Tian Xiwei suddenly came to her senses and didn't hear what he said afterward. She suddenly pounced on him, and Jiang Qing took the opportunity to raise his arm.

She was practically clinging to him, her hair brushing against his chin.

"Are you crazy! Why would you bother with something like this?"

"As I just said, I don't know anyone down there."

Jiang Qing supported her lower back with one hand to steady her swaying body, his tone as calm as if they were discussing what to eat for breakfast the next morning.

"Moreover, it is more efficient to go directly to the top decision-maker."

Tian Xiwei suddenly fell silent, the fine sand carried away by the receding tide causing her to slide down half an inch.

"Jiang Qing."

She called him by his name, her fingers unconsciously gripping his cufflinks.

Why?

"After all, you forcibly kissed me, although I can't tell who got the better deal."

He cut her off, putting his arm around her waist to prevent her from falling.

"Don't mess it up, I'm looking forward to your performance."

The moonlight suddenly became blinding. Tian Xiwei stared at him for a while, then suddenly buried her face in his shoulder.

The salty sea breeze carried a hint of dampness, and her voice was muffled.

What if I don't act well?

"That's not like something you would say."

Jiang Qing looked down and smelled the lingering shampoo scent in her hair.

"But Teacher Tian dared to kiss me forcefully, so there shouldn't be any character she can't handle, right?"

"you!"

Tian Xiwei suddenly looked up and met his smiling eyes.

A beam of light swept across the distance, and she caught a glimpse of the man's upturned lips. Suddenly, she grabbed his tie and pulled it down.

The salty sea breeze suddenly filled our mouths. This time, there was no wheat aroma of bamboo noodles, only the bitter taste of lemon tea lingering between our lips and teeth.

When Tian Xiwei tiptoed, she stepped on a seashell and was lifted by Jiang Qing to a nearby rock.

The moonlight blended their shadows into the waves, and her fingertips traced the prominent bones of his wrist.

After a while, the two finally parted their lips.

"Where's the key card?"

"Isn't Teacher Tian being a bit too blunt?"

Jiang Qing flicked the bracelet on her wrist with her finger, and the metal clasp made a crisp sound.

"All I want to do now is give you everything I have."

Tian Xiwei hooked his belt buckle and pulled it in front of her.

"Dr. Jiang, please teach me how to control variables."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt enveloped in shadow, and then the world spun around her. When she came to her senses, she was lying panting on the warm sand.

Jiang Qing leaned above her, looking at her blushing face under the moonlight and chuckled softly.

"This variable requires hands-on instruction."

The sound of the tide suddenly became deafening. Tian Xiwei counted the shadows cast by his eyelashes under his eyes, then suddenly flipped over and straddled him, pressing down on his wrists. "Dr. Jiang, you have to close your eyes when you kiss."

She slowly lowered her body, and Jiang Qing cooperated by closing her eyes this time.

The moonlight shifted silently by fifteen degrees until the flashlight beam from a passing pedestrian startled the entangled figures.

Tian Xiwei got up and ran, laughing as she ran, her hair covered in fine sand. Jiang Qing followed her leisurely, carrying her sneakers behind her.

The bioluminescent starfish washed ashore by the waves shimmered like scattered stars.

Back at the hotel, when they reached their floor, Tian Xiwei suddenly grabbed onto the closing elevator door.

"Dr. Jiang, will the variable control lesson continue shortly?"

"It's too late, we have to get up early to film tomorrow."

Jiang Qing pressed the floor button and caught a glimpse of the red marks on her collarbone where the seashell had pressed against her.

"Go back and get some rest."

"I might not be able to fall asleep~"

Tian Xiwei smiled as she watched the elevator doors close. When she turned around, she paused and bumped into Zhao Jinmai, who was holding a script.

The two girls looked at each other across the warm light of the vending machine in the corridor. Suddenly, she raised the room card in her hand and waved it at Zhao Jinmai.

Zhao Jinmai smiled at her and lowered her head to press the lemon tea button.

"I have a crying scene tomorrow, and I'd like to ask Jiang Qing to help me go over the lines."

She called Jiang Qing by his full name as if possessed.

"It's almost midnight and you're still right? MaiMai, you're so studious! But what a coincidence, isn't it?"

Tian Xiwei grabbed a bottle of iced cola, pulled it out, and pressed it against her burning cheek.

"I was just about to ask him how to portray the feeling of heartbreak."

The elevator ding broke the standoff. As Jiang Qing stepped out of the elevator with the handbag Tian Xiwei had left in his hand, he saw the two of them standing opposite each other.

"Why are you all here?"

He asked curiously.

I'm a little thirsty.

"A little hot."

The two girls answered at the same time.

"Uh... okay, Teacher Tian, ​​here's your bag."

Jiang Qing observed the expressions of the two women and then handed the canvas bag to Tian Xiwei.

"You should all get some rest; it's getting late."

he reminded.

"Okay, I'll be back right away."

"I know, I know."

The two girls spoke almost at the same time.

"OK, good night."

Jiang Qing seemed oblivious to everything and walked back to the elevator amidst the two saying "goodnight."

"Whoo~"

The moment the elevator doors closed, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Good guy!
He was even more nervous than when he first gave a speech!
His phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and saw that the screen emitted a blue light, and a chibi version of Thirteen's character jumped onto the screen.

"Boss, would you like to reserve a table for three for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Shut up!"

"okay!"

……

In the corridor, the vending machine emitted a soft hum, and the warm yellow light cast small shadows under Zhao Jinmai's eyelashes.

She bent down and stroked the edge of the script, the paper making a soft rustling sound.

"Is Teacher Tian going to observe the filming again tomorrow?"

"I told Jiang Qing I'd be a supervisor tomorrow, um..."

Tian Xiwei used a soda can to cool her flushed cheeks and let out a comfortable sigh.

"But I have to leave at noon. MaiMai, could you teach me some crying scene techniques when you have some free time in the morning? I heard you made the director cry a few days ago."

Zhao Jinmai's fingertips unconsciously traced the creases of the lemon tea packaging.

Jiang Qing taught me the breathing rhythm.

"He is patient in teaching people."

Tian Xiwei suddenly took half a step closer.

"I've even demonstrated how to wipe away tears three times."

"Teacher Jiang is a very good acting coach."

"really."

Tian Xiwei leaned against the vending machine, bending her knees, her canvas shoelaces untied on the carpet.

"He even personally demonstrated the kissing scenes."

She raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, and the fresh red mark on her lower lip glistened in the warm light.

Zhao Jinmai's eyes narrowed, and the corner of the script was gripped so tightly in her palm that it became deformed.

"Xiaotian, your action scenes are very captivating."

"Does MaiMai want to learn?"

Tian Xiwei suddenly tiptoed and whispered in her ear.

"However, to learn this, you first need to find a partner who won't dodge."

She deliberately touched her lips with her fingertip.

The corridor fell silent as the central air conditioning vents lifted Zhao Jinmai's skirt.

She took a half step back and bumped into the fire hydrant, the metal casing making a dull thud.

"I should go back and memorize my lines."

"Wait a minute."

Tian Xiwei hooked her tote bag strap and extended an invitation with a smile.

"Want to have breakfast together tomorrow morning? Jiang Qing said to meet at the restaurant at seven o'clock."

Zhao Jinmai bent down to straighten the bag strap that had been pulled askew, revealing tiny traces of sunscreen applied to the back of her neck.

"I'm used to going for a run at 6:30 in the morning."

"What a coincidence! Jiang Qing also has a habit of jogging every morning. I'll go with him. See you tomorrow morning."

Tian Xiwei waved her room key as she walked towards the guest room, waving goodbye to her with her back turned.

The corridor became quiet.

Zhao Jinmai stood watching her retreating figure for a while, then stopped in front of the door when she returned to her room.

She held the script to her chest, her fingertips tracing the fluorescent notes Jiang Qing had marked on the title page, and suddenly began practicing her lines for tomorrow in front of the peephole camera.

"I didn't."

Under the warm yellow light, the girl's eyes still glistened with tears.

The sound of ocean waves drifted in through the viewing window at the end of the corridor, dissolving bitterness in the salty night wind.

(End of this chapter)