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

Chapter 262 Hidden Tenderness, Definitely a Pervert

December 21st marks three days since Jiang Qing's buzz cut hairstyle sparked heated discussions.

At 7:40 a.m., the chill was even more intense than in the previous days, and the white breath exhaled was particularly noticeable in the clear, cold air.

Outside the office building rented by the film crew, the branches of the sycamore trees at the entrance were bare, with a thin layer of frost still clinging to them.

Jiang Qing wrapped her coat tightly around herself as she walked into the film set. The warmth and aroma of coffee that greeted her were mixed with unusually lively chatter.

At this time on weekdays, everyone is either quietly rehearsing their lines or checking their equipment, but today they're gathered in small groups, their faces showing the excitement of having stumbled upon some juicy gossip.

"My God, 13.43 billion! I've never seen so much money in my life!"

"The key point is that her husband's company also paid over 60 million! That adds up to 14 billion!"

"When she was popular, all those celebrities were so enthusiastic in her live streams, now they're all a joke..."

"What was she thinking? Earning so much money and still evading taxes? Isn't that ruining her future?"

"I heard the platform banned my account! I'm completely finished!"

The words "Viya" and "tax evasion" frequently popped up in the discussions.

Jiang Qing paused. He had already seen the turmoil when he glanced at the news before going to bed last night. The amount involved was huge, the impact was terrible, and it was a major earthquake in the live streaming industry.

However, this kind of thing is not a big deal in his social circle; in fact, it could be said that such a day was expected.

To put it more bluntly, isn't that female anchor who has become famous in the past two years just a tool in the eyes of those people?

Even if it wasn't them, it would have been someone else.

He slowly walked over to Zhao Zhiwei, who was chatting animatedly with Cui Yuxin and lighting technician Lao Zhao.

"Teacher Jiang is here!"

Zhao Zhiwei's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled him into the group.

"Have you heard? The announcement yesterday! 13.43 billion! My God, that's terrifying!"

Cui Yuxin also shook her head in shock.

"It's unbelievable! Even if the products in her live stream are selling like hotcakes, these numbers are still terrifying! 85 billion yuan in sales in one night on Singles' Day, that's incredible..."

"Compliance is the bottom line."

Jiang Qing interrupted him in a calm tone, with the composure typical of a science student.

"In any industry, the larger the scale, the greater the responsibility. Regulatory intervention serves as a wake-up call for the entire industry, which is a good thing in the long run."

He wasn't interested in gossiping too much, and his gaze unconsciously swept around the film set, but he didn't see that familiar figure.

Just then, Zhang Jingyi walked in with her head down.

Today she wore a warm apricot-colored turtleneck sweater, which made her face look fair, but her brows were slightly furrowed and her lips were pursed a little, unlike her usual light steps and smiling eyes as she greeted the people around her.

She walked straight to her chair, put down her backpack, picked up the script, but her eyes were a little unfocused, and she didn't turn a single page for a long time.

Zhao Zhiwei is a bit thick-skinned, and he even tried to get her to join the discussion.

"Jingyi! Come and listen! Wei..."

"Oh."

Zhang Jingyi responded with a sound, without even raising her head, her voice muffled, clearly indicating that she was not paying attention.

Zhao Zhiwei stopped talking abruptly, exchanged a glance with Cui Yuxin, and was a little confused.

Jiang Qing's gaze fell on the girl's slightly reddened ears and her seemingly calm but clearly uneasy appearance, and he knew exactly what was going on.

He walked over discreetly and sat down on the small stool next to her, at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

The noisy discussions on set became background noise.

"nervous?"

Jiang Qing's voice was not loud, but carried an all-knowing smile.

Zhang Jingyi's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, her fingers unconsciously picking at the hard corner of the script. She didn't look at him or say anything, but simply buried her face even lower, like an ostrich trying to bury its head in the sand.

Jiang Qing turned to the side, his shoulder almost touching hers, and lowered his voice so that only she could hear him.

"If you really feel uncomfortable, I'll talk to Director Liu and ask him to change the scene this afternoon? Or maybe use a camera trick?"

"do not want!"

Zhang Jingyi suddenly raised her head, her reaction was a little too quick.

When she met Jiang Qing's knowing gaze, which was so close to hers, her face flushed bright red, like a ripe peach.

She realized she had overreacted, and her voice immediately softened, sounding flustered and embarrassed.

"I...I'm not nervous! I'll just act according to the script. This is work...I can do it!"

He finished speaking quickly, then lowered his head, his fingers gripping the corner of the script even tighter.

She was afraid that Jiang Qing would misunderstand that she minded filming intimate scenes with him, and even more afraid that he would think she was unprofessional.

But the shyness that a young girl feels when facing someone she likes can't be easily suppressed by the word "work."

Seeing her obvious attempt to cover up her misunderstanding, Jiang Qing didn't press the matter further, but the smile in his eyes deepened.

He knew her too well; this girl was very stubborn, and the tougher she was on the outside, the more panicked she probably was inside.

"Row."

He spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Teacher Zhang has a very high level of awareness."

He stopped mentioning the script changes and instead casually picked up the scene schedule next to him, pointing to another scene that was to be filmed that afternoon in a casual tone.

"In this scene between you and Zhao Zhiwei, I think the emotional moments could be improved..."

The topic naturally shifted, and Zhang Jingyi's tense shoulders quietly relaxed. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help glancing quickly at Jiang Qing.

Seeing that he looked normal and was focused on the schedule, as if the little incident that had made her heart race had never happened.

The slight panic in her heart was strangely and slowly soothed, and a warm, indescribable sense of peace welled up inside her.

Jiang Qing was always like this, keenly aware of her emotions, and giving her a way out at just the right time, protecting her little bit of self-esteem.

Well... anyway, it's great.

In the afternoon, the bedroom set in the center of the set became the focus of attention.

On a large, dark gray bed, the light was deliberately dimmed to create a hazy, ambiguous atmosphere.

Liu Junjie held the storyboard and gave the two main actors one last performance.

"In this scene, emotions are the breaking point. Li Xun just learned that Zhu Yun was willing to risk her reputation and future for him. The shock, heartache, and uncontrollable love and possessiveness overwhelmed all his rationality."

"So when he came in and saw Zhu Yun, he kissed her directly without saying a word, with a kind of rough feeling."

"Zhu Yun's words should convey that she was initially frightened by Li Xun's intensity, but soon she sensed his overwhelming emotions, his heartache and his unconditional love. So she went from being stiff at first, to softening, and finally responding and becoming immersed in it. Do you understand?"

Jiang Qing nodded in understanding.

"I understand, the emotions are building up."

Zhang Jingyi took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

"Understood, director."

She tried to ignore the subtle, amused glances around her, especially from Zhao Zhiwei and Zeng Keni, who were practically glued to the monitor screen, their eyes gleaming with gossip.

"All departments, prepare!"

At this moment, the assistant director shouted loudly through a megaphone.

The area was quickly cleared, and unrelated personnel retreated out of the camera's view, but the gaze remained intense.

"Scene 678, 1 shot, 1 take!"

"Action!"

With a crisp "snap" of the clapperboard.

The camera begins to zoom in from the doorway.

Zhang Jingyi opened the door, and Jiang Qing appeared in the doorway, bringing with him the chill of the outside air. His face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes were like ice mixed with fire, fixed on the bewildered Zhang Jingyi.

Before she could speak, he lunged forward, his tall figure looming over her with immense pressure.

Zhang Jingyi was startled by the almost ferocious emotion in his eyes, which she had never seen before, and instinctively shrank back. The "forced kiss" written in the script was about to happen.

According to the script, Jiang Qing would kiss her directly, and then the two would move from the living room to the bedroom, where he would push her onto the bed.

However, just as Zhang Jingyi leaned back slightly, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat, preparing to face the "brutishness" in the script, Jiang Qing's actions suddenly changed!
He picked her up horizontally, carried her straight to the bedroom, pressed her onto the bed, and then grabbed the edge of the blanket beside her with both hands, forcefully lifting her arms upwards!

The large down comforter rose up like a giant cloud in an instant, and then fell down precisely and completely, wrapping him and Zhang Jingyi up from head to toe!
"Oh!"

Zhang Jingyi didn't even have time to react before everything went black. She only had time to let out a short gasp before she was enveloped in darkness carrying Jiang Qing's cool aura.

A collective gasp filled the air outside the film set, along with a chorus of "Wow!"
Liu Junjie, behind the monitor, was also taken aback for a moment, but the next second, his eyes lit up, and he reacted almost instantly, urgently urging the director of photography beside him, "Quick! Zoom in! Give it a close-up! Just shoot the neck and above peeking out from under the blanket! The expression! The eyes!"

The camera quickly adjusted, focusing on the only part visible above the blanket—two heads very close together.

Zhang Jingyi was completely stunned.

That's not what the script says!
This...what's going on?

She was trapped in a small, warm space filled with his presence, her heart pounding wildly in the darkness, almost audible.

She could clearly feel his breath so close to hers, hot against her forehead and cheeks.

Just then, Jiang Qing made a move.

He didn't kiss her "roughly" as the script suggested.

In the private space created by the blanket, he lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

In the darkness, his eyes shone with an astonishing light, like stars in the night, churning with emotions she had never seen before, emotions so intense they were almost overwhelming.

It has the heartache, shock, and overwhelming love that Li Xun should have in the script, but it seems to have something else added, a kind of careful cherishing and protection that only she can feel.

No words.

He tilted his head slightly, and his warm lips, with an undeniable yet exceptionally gentle touch, covered mine.

There was no "stormy" kiss as described in the script. The kiss began with a gentle yet firm touch, both tentative and reassuring.

Zhang Jingyi's mind went blank for a moment, and all the script, the camera, and the onlookers seemed to vanish in that instant.

She was completely captivated by his hidden tenderness!

She understood instantly!

He didn't forget the script; he was protecting her in his own way!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone and in front of the camera, he used a blanket to shield her from all embarrassment and awkwardness, creating a private space just for the two of them, where they could fully immerse themselves without feeling overly shy!

He transformed the outward "roughness" in the script into a deeper and more moving tenderness hidden under the covers.

Overwhelmed by a surge of emotion, mixed with the love that had already blossomed within her, she almost burst into tears.

She stopped thinking about any acting techniques, her body instinctively softened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

In the darkness, she closed her eyes and responded to him awkwardly yet with intense passion.

In the shot, only the top edge of the blanket can be seen.

Jiang Qing's profile was taut, with a clear and strong jawline. With her eyes closed, each deep kiss caused a subtle twitch in the muscles on the side of her neck, and her Adam's apple occasionally bobbed, revealing a silent aggression.

Zhang Jingyi's cheeks were flushed, her delicate chin was slightly tilted up, following his movements, her eyelashes trembled violently, occasionally revealing a hint of misty moisture, and her nostrils flared gently with her slightly rapid breathing.

Their noses would occasionally brush together, their foreheads would touch, and their breaths would completely intertwine, the intense heat seemingly emanating through the screen.

They kissed passionately and obliviously.

The world beneath the covers was isolated from all prying eyes, leaving only their heartbeats, breaths, and ever-growing passion.

Jiang Qing placed his hand under the covers on her waist, pulling her closer to him.

Zhang Jingyi's arms around his neck gradually tightened.

Those subtle movements, conveyed through the rise and fall of their bodies at the edge of the blanket and their close embrace, revealed a strong, silent sense of possession and attachment.

"Oh my God……"

Zeng Keni covered her burning face, staring intently at the monitor, feeling that her face was even redder than Zhang Jingyi's.

Qian Didi was also stunned, murmuring softly.

"This...this is even more...something...than a real sex scene...the atmosphere is amazing!"

Zhao Zhiwei stood there with his mouth agape, forgetting to join in the commotion, feeling only a dryness in his throat.

Even Liu Junjie held his breath, his face showing extreme satisfaction, and silently gave the director of photography a thumbs up.

Time seemed to be stretched.

The interaction between the two people under the covers conveys an indescribable tension through the limited visuals.

Liu Junjie only shouted out when he felt his emotions were at their peak.

"Cut! Perfect! Fantastic!"

As the sound faded, the two people in the blankets seemed to awaken from their own world.

Jiang Qing was the first to lift the blanket, and fresh air rushed in instantly.

His eyes still held lingering emotions, as deep as a whirlpool.

He looked down at Zhang Jingyi in his arms, and naturally helped her sit up.

Zhang Jingyi's face was so red it looked like it could bleed, her eyes were wet, filled with obvious shyness and a lingering haze.

She didn't even dare to look around, quickly lowering her head and frantically tidying her disheveled hair and sweater collar with her fingers.

"Clap clap clap!"

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted on set, accompanied by shouts and jeering from Zhao Zhiwei and his crew as they finally came to their senses.

"Amazing! Teacher Jiang! Jingyi! Awesome!"

"This atmosphere! A killer move!"

"Director! This take is legendary, isn't it?"

"Quilt-making god! Teacher Jiang, you're amazing!"

……

Zhang Jingyi felt even more ashamed by the overwhelming praise and teasing, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

She instinctively shrank back behind Jiang Qing, her fingers secretly grabbing the back of his undershirt, like a little animal seeking shelter.

Jiang Qing felt a subtle force coming from the hem of her clothes, and the corners of her eyes turned down slightly.

He subtly positioned himself to shield her slightly behind him, facing the well-intentioned teasing with a helpless smile on his face.

"Alright, alright, that's a wrap. You'll get extra chicken legs tonight."

The day's shoot ended in a tacitly ambiguous atmosphere.

Winter days are short and dark. Jiang Qing returned to Binhu Shuangxi wrapped in a chill.

He declined Zhao Zhiwei's invitation to dinner because Shisan had reminded him that afternoon.

It's so cold, we can't let that girl get cold.

The streetlights downstairs were already on, casting a dim yellow glow in the cool night.

As soon as he stepped downstairs, he unsurprisingly caught sight of a tall, slender figure leaning against the shadow of a pillar.

The man seemed to have been waiting there all along, and when he saw him approach, he strolled out of the shadows.

The streetlights illuminated her graceful figure and smiling profile.

"Surprise!"

A familiar yet slightly playful voice rang out.

The newcomer had his hands in the pockets of his long gray fur coat, tilted his head, and had long, straight black hair hanging down to his chest. His bright, cartoonish eyes sparkled under the light, making him look like a cunning and beautiful little fox.

Jiang Qing stopped in his tracks, watching her relax her brows and eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

The girl's eyes flashed with surprise at his nonchalant tone.

The other person walked up to him, tilted their head back, and let his fingertips brush against the top of their hair. The corners of their mouth couldn't help but curve up even higher, but with a hint of annoyance.

"I missed you! Since you wouldn't come to see me, I had no choice but to come to see you. But... how come you seem to have known I was coming all along?"

She stared intently at him, trying to find something on his face.

Jiang Qing chuckled softly, the sound particularly clear in the quiet winter night.

He leaned slightly closer to her, his deep eyes reflecting the light of the streetlamp and her small shadow, carrying a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What if I told you that I knew everything you did?"

"In this case……"

The girl's large, watery eyes were fixed on him, her expression serious, and she deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her sentence.

A night breeze swept by, carrying a biting chill.

"You must be a pervert, right?"

When the crisp sound of a sarcastic remark rang out, Jiang Qing's smile instantly froze on her face, and she looked at the girl in front of her with her eyes crinkled with confusion.

Ok? ? ?
(End of this chapter)