This director is vindictive.

Chapter 330 Night of Secret Schemes, Dragon Knight Achievement Completed!

For Yang Mi and the others, this drama is quite special.

Although they didn't say it, they were secretly competing with each other.

And you know what? Sometimes, you really need that kind of drive. Chen Mo felt that everyone's acting skills had suddenly improved by more than one level.

For Chen Mo, it was a bittersweet experience.

On the one hand, he no longer had to eat vegetarian food on set, and he ate very well.

I don't know whose idea it was, but they were very in sync and arranged everything for the seven days of the week.

One a day!
Good grief, they're not even letting Chen Mo rest!

Fortunately, Chen Mo was finally able to catch his breath on Sunday.

After all, even the strongest kidneys can't withstand a bunch of ravenous women!

Furthermore, the competition among them wasn't limited to filming; it continued every night after filming.

Chen Mo was very happy, after all, they had prepared a lot of attack speed items. In the words of Zhang Yuqi, the fierce girl, the sisters wanted to make Chen Mo feel like an emperor.

Chen Mo finally understood why many emperors in ancient times did not live long lives. What man could withstand that?

Fortunately, compared to them, the younger version of the seven sisters is quite well-behaved and doesn't have as much scheming and infighting.

After all, they couldn't compete even if they wanted to. Goodness, even though they are all top performers in the entertainment industry at their age, they are still just younger sisters in front of these older sisters!
So they were all very well-behaved, which saved Chen Mo a lot of trouble.

However, Liu Yifei still avoided Chen Mo, even though the two had made a breakthrough in their relationship that day.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the fairy sister took the initiative that day; after that day, she withdrew again.

Saturday night, the film crew wrapped up work.

Yang Mi suddenly ran over mysteriously: "Come to my room early tonight, I have a surprise for you!"

Looking at Yang Mi's charming appearance, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

"What surprise?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

"Oh, I guarantee you'll like it! Remember to come early!" Yang Mi winked at him.

Then he turned around and pulled Liu Yifei away.

Chen Mo was somewhat puzzled, but more than that, he was looking forward to it. How so?

Among the women, the three most capable are Zhang Yuqi, Fan Binbin, and Yang Mi.

Yang Mi, in particular, seems to have let herself go a bit lately. Anyway, her main focus is on having plenty of skins, cosplaying, and transforming into a fox!

The surprise she brought over made Chen Mo feel a little excited.

Could it be the fox costume I've been longing for?
As the director, Chen Mo actually had the most to do. Although he didn't have high expectations for this film, he naturally did his best to make it well since he had already started making it.

Therefore, he has a habit of repeatedly checking the shots taken that day after filming ends.

Today is no exception.

After marking the shots that needed to be reshot tomorrow, Chen Mo stood up and stretched.

I glanced at my watch; it was already past 9 p.m.

Thinking of Yang Mi's words about the surprise that night, Chen Mo couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile of anticipation that every man understands.

Upon arriving at Yang Mi's room, Chen Mo swiped his room card to open the door.

Upon entering, I didn't see Yang Mi, but I could hear the sound of running water from the bathroom.

To Chen Mo's surprise, there were actually two figures reflected in the frosted glass bathroom door.

He soon heard Yang Mi's voice.

"Sister Yifei, I didn't realize you're not younger than me! Tsk tsk, tell me honestly, do you usually...hehehe?" Yang Mi's voice came from the bathroom.

However, the next moment, Chen Mo froze on the spot.

Because he heard Liu Yifei's voice.

"What are you talking about? You've obviously gotten older! Is it because of someone?"

Chen Mo's eyes widened. Good heavens, this is incredible! Even a goddess like her, who usually seems so aloof, is actually quite amiable in private.
"Let me check."

"Ugh, I hate it!"

The sounds of two women playfully fighting came from inside the bathroom.

Chen Mo's blood rushed to his head instantly. Although he couldn't see clearly through the frosted glass door, he could hear their voices and imagine the scene inside the bathroom.

He started to feel a nosebleed.

Goodness, is this the surprise?
This is such a pleasant surprise!

Chen Mo admits that he is a bit of a jerk, but he is a normal man, okay?

If he didn't react at all at this moment, he would be embarrassed to call himself a man.

For a fleeting moment, Chen Mo almost couldn't resist breaking down the door.

However, he held back, even though he and Liu Yifei had essentially established a certain relationship after that day.

However, Chen Mo still prefers things to happen naturally.

However, Chen Mo still picked up the water on the table in Yang Mi's room and gulped down a few mouthfuls to suppress his anger.

But I'm still very angry!
The playful noises coming from the bathroom were especially unbearable for him!

Finally, after a few minutes, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Chen Mo swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door.

Click! The bathroom door opened.

Yang Mi came out from inside, wrapped in a bath towel.

The next moment, she saw Chen Mo.

Then she flashed a sly smile, winked at Chen Mo, as if asking, "How was it? What do you think of this surprise?"

"Mimi, you... Ah!" Just then, Liu Yifei also came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Then she saw Chen Mo and was completely stunned.

"You, how did you get here? Yang Mi!" At that moment, the fairy sister's earlobes turned so red they could bleed, and she shouted at Yang Mi through gritted teeth.

Clearly, she now realized that she had fallen into Yang Mi's trap!

Liu Yifei gripped the edge of the bath towel tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Water droplets slid down her slender neck and into the hollow of her collarbone, refracting into shimmering light under the ceiling light. She subconsciously took a half step back, only to bump into Yang Mi's arm, which she had been waiting for.

Why are you running?

Yang Mi's voice was sweet and sticky, and she lightly poked Liu Yifei's waist with her fingertip! "Some people peeked at Director Chen thirty-seven times during the day while filming, and now they're shy?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Yifei's face turned bright red.

But the next moment, Yang Mi suddenly revealed a wolf-like smile as she saw a little white rabbit, and pushed the person out.

Liu Yifei tried to struggle, but Yang Mi grabbed her wrist with a quick backhand. This "leftover child" from the Legend of Sword and Fairy series had completely lost her usual composure, looking like a rabbit that had stumbled into a wolf's den. Yang Mi suddenly whispered something in her ear, and Liu Yifei instantly turned red from her ears to her neck!

"Yang Mi, you, you stop messing around!"

The poor fairy sister, at this moment, is tightly gripping the bath towel with one hand and trying to struggle with the other.

But the next moment, her movements were abruptly cut off by the overhead light. In the darkness, only the warm light emanating from the bathroom remained, casting the shadows of the three people onto the linen wallpaper, intertwining into ambiguous shapes.

Just as Chen Mo was about to speak, Yang Mi suddenly pushed Liu Yifei into his arms.

Chen Mo felt a warm body bump into him, the scent of orange blossom and sandalwood wafting towards him. He instinctively held the other's shoulders, his palms touching slightly cool skin—Liu Yifei's unique, perpetually unwarm body temperature. "Yang Mi, you..."

The fairy sister's exclamation suddenly changed tone. Chen Mo felt a tightening around his waist and looked down to see that Yang Mi had squatted down at some point and was loosely tying him and Liu Yifei together with the belt of her bathrobe.

"The retractable rope was borrowed from the props department."

When Yang Mi tilted her face up, her eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes!

"It can support up to 200 kilograms, so play with it without worry. Surprised? Unexpected?"

As she stood up, she deliberately bumped Liu Yifei with her shoulder, causing the latter to lose her balance and fall completely into Chen Mo's arms.

Chen Mo suddenly understood what it meant to experience both ice and fire—Liu Yifei's tense body was like a piece of cold jade, while Yang Mi, pressed against his back, was as hot as a ball of fire. He heard the faint sound of the towel hitting the ground as it rubbed against the floor.

"Stop! Stop!"

Liu Yifei's voice was unusually panicked, but it turned into a sob when Yang Mi suddenly bit her earlobe.

Chen Mo felt a slight vibration in his chest—the fairy sister was trembling.

Liu Yifei buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, her warm breath burning her skin through his shirt fabric. She suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's wandering wrist, her voice as soft as a sigh: "At least... turn off the lights."

Yang Mi's laughter was like the bubbling of champagne. She stretched out her arm and pressed the smart curtain switch, instantly cutting off the moonlight.
After an unknown amount of time, moonlight suddenly pierced through the gap in the curtains, cleaving a silver line across the intertwined shadows of the three. Chen Mo saw Liu Yifei's tightly closed eyelashes tremble violently, like butterfly wings struggling in a storm—and the eye of the storm was himself.

The script for "Sunny Sisters" on the bedside table had been knocked to the floor, lying open on the "rooftop monologue" page. Next to the line "Youth is inherently absurd," someone had added a marginal note in pen: "Like now."

Moonlight drifted through the gaps in the curtains, gilding the silhouettes of the three with a flowing silver edge. Liu Yifei's fingertips unconsciously dug into Chen Mo's back, her previously tense body now limp like melting snow.

Yang Mi propped herself up, her hair falling to Chen Mo's neck: "Director, are you satisfied with the direction of this scene?"

The scented candle on the bedside table had long since burned out, its wax dripping and solidifying into an amber swirl. Just as Chen Mo was about to speak, Liu Yifei suddenly struggled to sit up, her bath towel haphazardly piled around her waist. She grabbed her loose shirt to cover her chest, her voice still trembling: "Yang Mi, you've been planning this for a long time!"

"Oh dear, some people are clearly..." Yang Mi suddenly fell silent because Liu Yifei grabbed a pillow and threw it at her. Feathers burst out from the cracks, forming a miniature snowstorm in the moonlight.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Mi pounced over and tickled her side: "Comrade Little Dragon Girl, the Ancient Tomb Sect's rules don't teach this, do they?"

The two fell into a pile of feathers, and Chen Mo saw Liu Yifei finally laugh out loud, with tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes.

The sounds of crew members moving equipment came from outside the window; the film set was beginning to awaken at three in the morning. Liu Yifei suddenly froze: "I have a morning scene today."

Yang Mi magically pulled a makeup case out from under the bed: "Don't worry, my concealer can even disguise a hickey as a mosquito bite."

She twisted open a golden tube, and the ointment emitted a faint herbal scent.

Chen Mo's phone vibrated at that moment; Fan Binbin's voice message came on speaker: "Director, I heard someone had an extra meal last night?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes and snatched the phone: "Ms. Fan, your seafood risotto is being prepared in the kitchen—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yuqi's message popped up again: "Could you please bring Director Chen a box of Shenbao tablets? I've left it at his door."

As morning light streamed through the curtains, Liu Yifei had already transformed back into the aloof, ethereal beauty she was in front of the camera. But before leaving, she suddenly turned back and left a fleeting kiss on Chen Mo's lips. Yang Mi whistled, only to be met with a crooked "正" (a traditional Chinese character for "tight") drawn on her neck with concealer by Liu Yifei.

Chen Mo gave the film crew a day off that very day.

Are you kidding me? This is his film crew.

To his surprise, Zhang Yuqi strolled into the director's studio carrying a thermos. She was wearing an oversized black T-shirt that barely covered her hot pants, and her long, white legs were dazzling.

"director."

She dragged out her words as she placed the thermos on the monitoring console, the metal base making a crisp sound as it hit the table: "I heard someone stayed up all night 'reviewing a play' last night? I specially made you a nourishing soup!"

Chen Mo lifted the lid of the cup, and a strong aroma of Chinese medicine mixed with the sweet fragrance of goji berries wafted out. A few suspicious dark red ingredients floated on the surface of the soup. He stirred them with a spoon: "What's this? Bull penis?"

"You guessed half right!"

Fan Binbin's voice suddenly came from behind.

Today she wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and had a clapperboard tucked into the pocket of her white coat, looking like a stoic school doctor straight out of the infirmary.

"And there are deer antler, cistanche, and seahorse—she specially prepared these for you, sir!"

Zhang Yuqi raised an eyebrow smugly, then suddenly leaned close to Chen Mo's ear: "The girls have all placed bets, betting on whether you dare to come to my room tonight."

She traced circles on Chen Mo's hand with her fingertips: "I've prepared something even more exciting than Yang Mi's~"

Chen Mo, however, remained calm. He desperately wanted to say "I wouldn't dare!" But then he thought about how the tiger girl might beat him up if she lost.
I simply pretended not to hear it.

He started eating on his own. The taste wasn't exactly delicious, but it was definitely nutritious!

Chen Mo had just swallowed the last mouthful of soup when Zhang Yuqi eagerly pulled him outside, saying, "Master, since you're on holiday, let me take you somewhere!"

A modified pink Jeep was parked at the back door of the film set, with the words "Sunshine Middle School Girls' Division" painted on its body. Fan Binbin was already sitting in the driver's seat, his gold-rimmed glasses replaced with aviator sunglasses: "Get in, I'll take you to see the real 'Sunshine Sisters'."

The car wound its way into an abandoned middle school in the suburbs, where blackboard bulletins from the 1990s still clung to the mottled walls. Chen Mo was stunned by the sight before him as soon as he got out of the car—Yang Mi, dressed in a blue and white school uniform, was hanging upside down on a rusty horizontal bar, while Liu Yifei was drawing hopscotch squares on the cement floor with chalk.

"This is..." Chen Mo was somewhat surprised.

"Our secretly set up a real-life base!"

Jing Tian poked her head out of the broken window. She had two braids tied with faded red ribbons at the ends of her hair. "It looks even better than what the art team made, doesn't it?"

Chen Mo suddenly understood what they had been secretly busy with all this time. A rusty enamel basin was piled up in the corner of the playground, the classroom still bore the signatures of the students on duty back then, and even the cactus on the windowsill remained withered and lifeless. This wasn't a movie location; it was clearly a frozen time capsule.

"Look at this!" Yang Mi suddenly flipped off the horizontal bar and magically produced a yellowed photo album.

Flipping through the Polaroid photos, which are all handmade and pasted together, you see seven girls striking exaggerated poses in each picture—Liu Yifei making a face in front of the blackboard, Fan Binbin using a broom as a guitar, and Zhang Yuqi even riding on a desk.

Liu Yifei explained softly, "We come here every week to rehearse."

She suddenly stopped, because Chen Mo noticed a brand-new group photo pasted on the last page of the album—a snapshot taken secretly by Yang Mi with a Polaroid camera during the three of them entangled last night. A long strand of hair was still stuck to the edge of the photo, gleaming amber in the morning light.

"what?"

Yang Mi tried to snatch it, but it was too late.

Chen Mo smiled and stuffed the photo into the script folder: "I'll keep the script supervisor's sheet for this scene."

The midday sun scorched the concrete floor, and the seven women suddenly shoved Chen Mo into the classroom. Patches of sunlight streamed through the tattered curtains onto the teacher's desk, where a cream cake covered in candles sat.

"Happy birthday!"

Zhang Yuqi poked his cheek with her cream-covered finger! Then she gave him a sweet kiss.

Others also stepped forward to give her kisses and say, "Happy Birthday!"
The last one was Liu Yifei, who also blushed and gently kissed his cheek.

Chen Mo was stunned; he had almost forgotten that today was his lunar birthday!
"Did you like my birthday present last night?" Yang Mi asked with a mischievous smile.

Liu Yifei blushed deeply, but surprisingly, she didn't hit Yang Mi.

Good heavens, this is incredible! So, the fairy sister was just acting last night?

Chen Mo couldn't help but look at Liu Yifei. As if she could guess the meaning behind Chen Mo's gaze, she glared and said, "Last night it was Yang Mi who kept dragging me around, asking how to surprise you with a birthday present! And then..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head under the teasing gazes of the crowd, her ears turning red once again.

Just as Chen Mo was about to speak, he saw Yang Mi pull Liu Yifei up.

The next moment, seven school uniform skirts were already dancing around him like cheerleaders from a movie. Yang Mi even took out her harmonica and played a tuneless version of "Happy Birthday," startling a flock of sparrows outside the window.

"Make a wish!"

Jing Tian presented the cake to him.

In the flickering candlelight, Chen Mo saw two tiny reflections of himself in every pair of eyes.

He suddenly blew out the candles, and amidst the women's gasps, grabbed a handful of cream and smeared it on Liu Yifei's nose: "My first wish—"

The cream fight continued until sunset. On the way back, Chen Mo found a handwritten card in the script: "Chen Mo's Wish List: 1. Box office hit (crossed out) 2. Every day after work a surprise (heart symbol) 3. ______ (blank to be filled in)"

Seven lip prints were arranged in a rainbow of colors at the signature, the last one, minty, still carrying a hint of cream. Chen Mo smiled, took out a pen, and wrote in the third blank space: "May the sunshine last forever."

(End of this chapter)