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

Chapter 122: The bathing scene with Sister Meng, arriving in Beijing.

Moonlight shone through the gap in the slightly open curtains, mingling with the indoor lamplight and casting its light on the two overlapping shadows.

Jiang Qing leaned on top of Meng Ziyi and gently lifted the ribbon behind her neck with his index finger.

"Teacher Meng's battle robe is quite economical in terms of fabric."

"I want you to take care of it!"

She kicked his knee, pouting resentfully.

"This is the latest style this season!"

Before she could finish speaking, her ankle was grabbed, and Jiang Qing deliberately rubbed her fingertips against the ticklish spot on her arch.

Meng Ziyi instantly curled up like a shrimp, laughing until tears streamed down her face as she slid out of Jiang Qing's arms.

"Jiang Qing, you bastard!"

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, causing the pearl hair clip in her hair to fall off.

"Oh dear! I need this for my hair tomorrow morning!"

Jiang Qing caught the pillow and lay down on her side, watching her clumsy attempts to find her way on the sheets.

"Under your left foot."

Meng Ziyi almost strained her back when she lifted her leg, and grimaced as she held her lower back.

The light fell on her snow-white skin, making Jiang Qing squint.

"do not move."

He suddenly sat up and pressed down on her kicking legs.

A sea breeze lifted the curtains, and salty, damp air rushed in.

Meng Ziyi stared blankly as Jiang Qing leaned closer, her long eyelashes trembling.

When his fingertips brushed against the instep of her foot, a faint electric current surged through her, causing her toes to curl up.

"Ding ~"

Her phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, and she instinctively opened the voice message sent by Zhou Ye and played it aloud.

"Sister Meng, please send me the link to the sunscreen spray you mentioned last time."

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken. Meng Ziyi pulled her foot back as if she had been electrocuted, grabbed a cushion to cover her chest, and looked on warily.

"What do you want to do?"

Her actions made Jiang Qing suddenly think that she was some kind of bully, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud in anger.

He picked up the pearl hair clip that had rolled to the foot of the bed, walked to the dressing mirror, sat down, and turned back to wave it at her.

"Didn't you say you were going to braid my dreadlocks on set today?"

"Now?"

Meng Ziyi tightened the strap around her neck, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed over.

"Then sit down properly!"

She looked excited, barefoot on the carpet, and turned Jiang Qing around by pressing her knee against his thigh.

"Don't move."

She bit her hair clip and mumbled a warning, running her fingers through his hair.

First, divide the line into three sections (30% and 70%).

Jiang Qing stared at her reflection in the dressing mirror.

Meng Ziyi pursed her lips, completely focused. The blush on her face had not completely faded, and fine beads of sweat glistened on the tip of her nose. Her rosy cheeks and peach-like appearance were both delicate and charming.

"hiss……"

My scalp suddenly felt a sharp, pulling pain.

"sorry Sorry!"

She frantically pressed down on the sticking-up strands of hair, muttering to herself.

"How come this centipede braid is harder than filming a movie?"

Jiang Qing raised her hand and covered the back of her hand, guiding her fingertips through her hair.

"It should be crossed like this."

How do you know this?

Meng Ziyi leaned over his shoulder and rested her chin on his head.

"I glanced at the videos a few times while you were learning."

He explained with a smile.

"Oh, it really is Dr. Jiang."

Meng Ziyi praised him with a smile, her hands never stopping.

Jiang Qing tensed up as he realized she was unconsciously pressed against his back, the soft touch penetrating his thin shirt and sending a shiver through him.

Meng Ziyi suddenly let go of his hair.

"Stop playing!"

She turned around, as if having a seizure.

"I want ice cream."

She ran barefoot toward the small refrigerator. Jiang Qing looked at her crooked braids in the mirror and suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

Meng Ziyi turned around holding an ice cream cone, the cream on her lips resembling a white beard.

"Hey, have a bite too!

Jiang Qing took a bite off the tip of the ice cream from her hand.

Her wide-eyed expression was so adorable that he couldn't help but move closer.

"There's still some on Teacher Meng's lips."

"I'll wipe it myself!"

She hurriedly backed away, her calf bumping into the coffee table.

As Jiang Qing put his arm around her waist, the ice cream cone fell onto the carpet with a "thud".

Melted cream dripped down her instep as Meng Ziyi hopped on one foot, supporting Jiang Qing's shoulder.

"It's all your fault!"

"do not move."

Jiang Qing took out a wet wipe, squatted down, and held her ankle with exceptional gentleness.

When the wet wipe was applied between her toes, Meng Ziyi suddenly fell silent.

She was surprised by Jiang Qing's behavior today. In the past, she had mostly taken the initiative. She noticed that he seemed different from before when he visited the set in Hengdian last time.

Probably……

More proactive, more aggressive?

The moonlight shifted subtly.

When Jiang Qing got up, she noticed that her face was flushed. Just as she was about to speak, she was struck in the heart.

"Your heart is beating so fast."

Meng Ziyi pressed his index finger on the third button of his shirt, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Dr. Jiang gets nervous too?"

Jiang Qing grabbed her mischievous hand and pressed it against the wall, gently rubbing his nose against hers.

"Perhaps it's not nervousness?"

His tone turned low, which had a unique impact on Meng Ziyi's ears.

She stood on tiptoe and bit the shirt button below his Adam's apple, her teeth grinding against the button in a muffled voice.

"What's that?" The sea breeze suddenly became strong, and the curtains were whipped around and rattled.

Jiang Qing turned her around, and the moonlight shone directly onto the full-length mirror behind Meng Ziyi.

The mirror reflected her disheveled long hair and flushed cheeks, as well as Jiang Qing's hand on her waist, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the patch of skin stained with ice cream.

Jiang Qing.

She suddenly softened her voice, her fingertips hooking around the hem of his shirt and twirling it.

"You haven't filmed any bathing scenes yet, have you?"

"so?"

Jiang Qing's voice tightened as she watched her slowly untie the straps of her tank top.

"so."

She leaned in and breathed into his ear.

"Would you like to experience it beforehand?"

The moonlight was suddenly swallowed by the clouds. Jiang Qing raised her hand and turned off the glaring overhead light. The sound of fabric rubbing against each other echoed in the darkness.

"Don't be in such a hurry... um..."

Meng Ziyi's exclamation was choked back, leaving only a sob.

When the moonlight broke through the clouds again, the pearl hairpin on the dressing table rolled to the ground once more.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, mixed with Meng Ziyi's complaints.

"My hair is completely wet!"

"Isn't this supposed to be a scene where I experience bathing?"

Jiang Qing's voice was tinged with laughter, and the glass door reflected the overlapping silhouettes of the two people.

"I've never even filmed this myself... Ugh... Here we go again!"

Meng Ziyi's humming sounds mingled with the sound of water, and one could vaguely see her leaning against the glass door, her body arching in an S-shape.

As the sound of the tide began to rise outside the window, Meng Ziyi, wrapped in a bath towel, jumped out while Jiang Qing was tearing off a band-aid in front of the mirror.

"What happened to your hand?"

She stepped forward and grabbed his wrist.

"You just scratched me."

Jiang Qing let her put a strawberry-patterned band-aid on herself.

"Will Teacher Meng be held responsible?"

"What responsibility!"

She gave him a charming sidelong glance, her eyes still full of allure, and water droplets from her hair dripped onto his knee.

"or."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Qing scooped her up in his arms and, in a dizzying moment, tumbled into the fluffy bedding.

Meng Ziyi struggled to turn on the light, but Jiang Qing wrapped her in a blanket like a silkworm cocoon.

“It’s 1 a.m. Your flight is at 7 a.m., and I also need to get up early to film.”

She emerged from her cocoon, her head peeking out, her eyes shining with an astonishing light.

"Then tell me about your past, okay?"

Jiang Qing reached out and covered her incessantly chattering mouth, while her other hand reached for the air conditioner remote.

"Close your eyes."

"Oh~"

Meng Ziyi reluctantly agreed.

As the moonlight gradually slanted westward, the sound of the waves softened.

When Meng Ziyi's breathing finally calmed down, Jiang Qing gently pulled her arm away from under her neck.

When my fingertips touched the cool skin of her collarbone, I heard her mumbling incoherently.

"Jiang Qing. Sunscreen spray is available."

Jiang Qing smiled and leaned down to give her a gentle peck on the cheek.

"Good night."

-

As dawn broke, Jiang Qing nimbly rolled out of bed and urged Meng Ziyi to get up. Seeing her reluctant expression, she simply picked her up and placed her in front of the dressing mirror.

Helpless, Meng Ziyi complained about his violent behavior last night while getting dressed and putting on makeup.

She seemed to have completely forgotten that it was she who was clinging to him.

Jiang Qing didn't argue with her. After quickly washing up, she took her to the underground parking lot, where Chen Duo was already waiting.

The girl was still yawning when she arrived at the airport.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to hook her arm around his neck and give him a farewell kiss, making Chen Duo, who was sitting in the front row with a wandering gaze, wish he could immediately take a picture and send it to the company group chat.

"Bye-bye, remember to miss me."

After getting out of the car, Meng Ziyi turned around and waved goodbye to him with reluctance.

Seeing Jiang Qing lower the car window and nod in response, she slowly moved away, glancing back every few steps.

On the way back, Chen Duo repeatedly hesitated to speak.

"Ask whatever you want."

Jiang Qing admired the stunning coastal highway scenery outside the window and spoke without turning her head.

"Cough...no, no, I don't have anything to ask."

Chen Duo glanced at Jiang Qing in the back seat through the rearview mirror, putting on a serious expression.

"If the company finds out about this, you will be fired for stepping into the company with your left foot first."

When Jiang Qingyou’s voice rang out, Chen Duo’s face fell, and he immediately straightened up.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I didn't see anything today!"

"Ah."

Only after hearing the echo did Chen Duo slump his shoulders.

"Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger!"

He muttered silently, his heart heavy with grief.

The thought of not being able to share such explosive news was worse than killing him!
But when it comes to making a living, people have no choice but to bow their heads under someone else's roof!

-

In the following week, the crew experienced a peak in set visits, but these visits had little to do with Jiang Qing; they were mostly friends of Liu Yijun and Zhao Jinmai.

What impressed Jiang Qing most was an actress named Cai Wenjing, who had great potential to be a comedic actress. To his surprise, she actually got along well with Mai Mai, a quiet and well-behaved girl with an introverted personality, which was quite interesting.

On July 10th, Jiang Qing took Chen Duo from Xiamen to Beijing. He asked Sun Molong for two days off to fulfill his promise to Li Yanhong.

He will be giving the opening speech at the AI ​​conference held by Baidu in Beijing.

Mr. Li didn't miss this opportunity. Half a month ago, he announced that he would participate in the exchange meeting as the opening guest.

According to Thirteen's feedback, the entire domestic technology circle is now in an uproar, and even many industry leaders from abroad have traveled long distances to attend the conference. He should be able to meet many old friends this time.

What surprised him even more was that ordinary people wouldn't normally pay attention to such industry exchange meetings.

However, because Peach Blossom Village updates regularly every week, his popularity remains high, and he almost always tops the trending searches when each episode airs. As a result, his participation in the Baidu AI Conference has attracted the attention of many entertainment media outlets, who are vying to report on it.

His fan club members even planned to go to the venue to show their support, and they couldn't be persuaded otherwise.

Chen Duo said that the big fans in charge of organizing the event promised to control their emotions and not disrupt the event, and hoped that he would not stop them from going, since he rarely participates in activities within the industry and it is a rare opportunity to see him.

Jiang Qing didn't say anything more after hearing that. Sometimes fans are a double-edged sword, but sometimes they are indeed very innocent and sincere.

At 10:20 a.m., Jiang Qing landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

(End of this chapter)