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

Chapter 64 Coincidentally, Personal Guidance

The ambiguous atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

The phone was spinning on the wooden table, and the screen showed "Mr. Jia" as the incoming call number.

Why is he calling me at this hour?
He also wants to interfere if I just take a leave to come to Lin'an?

Meng Ziyi was shocked, thinking that his request for leave from the crew had attracted Jia Shikai's attention.

When she was frantically reaching for her phone, the diamond ear hook accidentally caught on Jiang Qing's shirt button.

"Ouch~"

"do not move."

Jiang Qing held her shaking head and sighed uneasily.

"Want to rip your ears off?"

The moment his fingers brushed against his earlobe, Meng Ziyi's gasp was particularly clear in the box.

She stared at Jiang Qing's face so close to her, and suddenly remembered the time when he made seafood risotto during the recording of Taohuawu, and his expression was also so serious.

I didn’t feel it deeply at the time, but now I feel that he is particularly charming when he is serious.

"Answer the phone."

The moment his cufflinks were unbuttoned, Jiang Qing had already retreated to a safe distance, slowly scooping up the cooled water shield soup.

But the sound of the spoon hitting the edge of the bowl was much more frequent than before.

"Hello? Mr. Jia?"

"Is there something important that you're calling me about so late?"

Meng Ziyi cleared his throat and caught a glimpse of the drop of vinegar sliding down the back of Jiang Qing's hand, and his mood couldn't help but become irritated.

She didn't notice that her tone was much heavier than usual, but Jiang Qing's ears twitched and he curled his lower lip in amusement.

There was a rustling sound of flipping papers from the other end of the phone, and Jia Shikai's voice sounded a few seconds later.

"Ziyi, I just found out from the crew that you've taken a leave, so where are you now?"

"Lin'an?"

Meng Ziyi almost knocked over the vinegar dish in front of him.

The light of Leifeng Pagoda outside the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly dimmed two degrees, and Jiang Qing's half-smiling face was reflected on the glass.

"You're more informed than the paparazzi."

"Why, do I have to inform you in advance if I want to take a leave?"

She deliberately tilted the phone towards Jiang Qing and responded in a very familiar tone.

"So, does this mean we're checking on you now?"

"Boss Jia?"

Jiang Qing suddenly picked up a cherry and put it into her bowl. The sound of the bamboo chopsticks colliding with the porcelain was suspiciously crisp.

When Meng Ziyi glared at him, he happened to see him mouthing "good boss" silently.

"Is there anyone with you?"

Jia Shikai seemed to have heard the noise just now and asked.

"Yeah, a friend."

Meng Ziyi raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Qing, then responded casually.

"Then it's convenient to talk?"

"convenient."

Facing Jiang Qing's interested eyes, Meng Ziyi raised his voice.

"Ahem...it's like this, Ziyi."

Jia Shikai's speech speed suddenly increased.

"You should know about the new project our company is preparing, 'A City Waiting for You.' We've already got your brother Yang as the lead, but we haven't been able to find a suitable second male lead. Director Xu wasn't very satisfied with the candidates we've considered before. Today, he happened to see a trending search and thought that Mr. Jiang would be a perfect match for the image and temperament of the second male lead, Meng Yanchen. Could you please pass on a message to him and get his opinion?"

Meng Ziyi's eyes suddenly widened and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

acting?

Looking for Jiang Qing to act?
Did Jia Shikai take the wrong medicine?
Then, an idea flashed in her mind.

If Jiang Qing could act, would he be able to get closer to his life and understand his work better?

As he thought about it, Meng Ziyi's eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang Qing suddenly spun the glass turntable very quickly, and the sweet and sour pork ribs and Longjing shrimps left afterimages in front of Meng Ziyi's eyes.

She reached out and pressed the turntable, her fingertips pressing down on Jiang Qing's hand before he could withdraw it.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Jia, I'm having dinner with Mr. Jiang right now. How about I ask him for you?"

On the other end of the phone, Jia Shikai took the phone away from his ear with a surprised expression, glanced at Xu Shu and Yang Yang beside him, then turned on the speakerphone and put the phone on the table.

"So that's how it is. That's a great coincidence. Ziyi, please tell Mr. Jiang that we sincerely invite him. The salary can be based on the salary of a top star. I hope he can seriously consider it."

Unconsciously, his voice was much softer than usual.

Meng Ziyi raised her eyebrows slightly. It was the first time she heard Jia Shikai speak to her in such a gentle tone.

"Dr. Jiang, Mr. Jia said he wants to invite you to act in a play."

She looked straight into Jiang Qing's suddenly narrowed eyes and curved her pupils.

"The salary is based on top-tier salary. Kissing scenes can be shot with a stand-in. The working hours per day should not exceed eight hours."

There was a sound of choking on water from the other end of the phone. Jia Shikai didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

Also, did you say the last two sentences yourself?
Jiang Qing grabbed her fingers that were about to retreat with his backhand and chuckled beside the microphone jack of the phone.

"Teacher Meng, what reason do you think I have to become an actor?"

Thinking of the two pieces of content she added, he couldn't help but smile. She really didn't hide her little thoughts at all.

He also wanted to hear what she would say.

"I remember when we were recording the show before, you talked about whether artificial intelligence would replace humans?"

"I later watched some videos where many scientists said that artificial intelligence might develop emotions when it reaches a certain level of development. Once emotions develop, there could be both advantages and disadvantages."

"But I also see that this is what all scientists in this field want to accomplish, and I think Dr. Jiang is definitely the same."

"As a researcher in the field of artificial intelligence, could you try to draw on your own personal experience, immerse yourself in the various roles involved, and perhaps gain a different perspective on your research?"

Meng Ziyi felt that the strength with which he gripped her fingers suddenly increased.

"Just treat it as... a social experiment?"

Outside the window, a cruise ship blew its whistle, startling the calico cat napping on the terrace. Jiang Qing stared at Meng Ziyi in front of him, marveling in wonder.

He was a little suspicious for a moment. Could it be that she knew about Thirteen's existence?
If it was just a coincidence, then her thoughts did coincide with some of my own.

After Taohuawu, Shisan's growth is visible to the naked eye.

He actually had similar thoughts.

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled.

"What is Meng Yanchen's character?"

He asked questions into the phone, but his eyes were fixed on Meng Ziyi's face.

"The abstinent boss! He has a crush on his adopted sister, but can't get her love!"

Hearing that Jiang Qing didn't refuse outright, Jia Shikai quickly leaned over to answer the phone.

"But don't worry, President Jiang, there will be absolutely no clichés!"

Meng Ziyi choked on the tea and started coughing. Jiang Qing patted her back with the same force as if he was stroking a frightened cat.

"It sounds more interesting than recording a variety show."

"You agreed?"

Jia Shikai's voice cracked with excitement. Jiang Qing and he could both imagine how he looked at that moment through the phone.

"That depends on Teacher Meng's performance."

Jiang Qing took the tissue that Meng Ziyi was holding and gently wiped the tea stains from the corner of her mouth.

"After all, if I want to play a secret crush, I need to find someone to practice eye contact with."

"What if I'm not cut out for it? It wouldn't be a waste of everyone's time."

Meng Ziyi was originally enjoying Jiang Qing's gentle gesture, but her eyes widened at his words and she raised her hand to point back at herself.

"No problem, Mr. Jiang. You are familiar with Ziyi. I will make sure she fully cooperates with you!"

"Ziyi, did you hear that? I'll leave this to you, Mr. Jiang."

"I won't disturb you guys while you're eating. I'll wait for your good news."

"Please entertain Mr. Jiang on my behalf. I'm counting on you! That's it for now."

"Beep beep..."

When the phone was hung up, the waiter just brought the freshly stewed pickled pork with preserved vegetables.

Meng Ziyi glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, then looked at Jiang Qing who was smiling mischievously, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

How did it suddenly become her mission?

As the white mist rose, Meng Ziyi watched Jiang Qing skimming off the oil with a spoon, and suddenly remembered the last time he played basketball, sweating profusely...

The spring bamboo shoots in the casserole seemed to tremble in sync with her heartbeat as he stirred them.

"If I really want to act..."

She poked at the glistening slices of ham in the bowl.

"I can cooperate and walk you through the play so you can get a feel for it."

Jiang Qing's hand, which was scooping the soup, was suspended steadily in mid-air as he looked up at her.

"Teacher Meng wants to audition with me now?"

"I have to go back to the crew tomorrow, I don't have that much time."

Meng Ziyi looked down at the thick white soup and could feel his cheeks getting slightly hot.

"Now I can show you how to act. After all, when it comes to acting, I'm your senior."

The soup spoon hit the edge of the bowl with a clang.

Jiang Qing suddenly stood up and showed the sly smile she had seen in Taohuawu.

"So, Teacher Meng is going to rehearse now?"

He held out his hand to her.

A sudden rain came outside the window, and the raindrops formed a golden curtain under the lantern.

When Meng Ziyi was grabbed by the wrist and pulled into his arms, she was still in a daze.

The moment she stumbled and fell into Jiang Qing's arms, she came to her senses.

"Teacher Meng, what should I do next?"

Jiang Qing's voice mixed with the sound of rain brushed against her eardrums, and the warmth of his palms burned her waist through her gauze skirt, making her body go limp.

"As a new actor, I'm waiting to be guided by Teacher Meng."

He lowered his head and looked at her carefully.

The depression caused by the previous interruption turned into an even more turbulent motivation at this moment.

In the distance, Leifeng Pagoda suddenly lit up with a light show, and golden rain fell into the eyes of the two people.

Not willing to be outdone, Meng Ziyi stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck, finally feeling the muscles suddenly tense under his shirt.

"Dr. Jiang's heartbeat seems to be very fast?"

She raised her pair of dark eyes and looked at him seductively.

"Enough to set off the alarm."

Jiang Qing increased his strength and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, feeling her amazing elasticity.

"Is Mr. Meng satisfied with my answer?"

Meng Ziyi pouted her red lips and looked up at him with a coquettish look on her face.

"I can't believe Dr. Jiang is so good at talking like that. Has he really never been in a relationship?"

She had a suspicious look on her face.

"There is a wealth of theoretical knowledge but a lack of practical exercises."

"So, please, Mr. Meng."

As he spoke, Jiang Qing slowly lowered his head.

He stared at Meng Ziyi's red lips, which seemed to be shining under the light, and slowly approached, and closer...

Meng Ziyi felt the warm breath as he spoke, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she gently closed her eyes.

She was waiting for that moment to come.

(End of this chapter)