Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 144 Halftime
After making a verbal agreement, Li Chunbo did not leave, but stayed with great interest to watch the MV shooting process.

He claims that he is very interested in directing and may try shooting some simple things in the future, such as commercials or music videos.

Whether this was true or false, Zhang Yadong also planned to stay at his post even if he didn't leave. However, Cao Fang couldn't stay there for long, so Wang Jinghua eventually found a taxi to take Cao Fang home.

"Ah~"

After they finished, Wang Jinghua leaned close to Wang Luyao and deliberately sighed, "See? What's the use of being handsome and talented? In the future, you still have to find a man who is down-to-earth."

"Hmm, hmm."

Wang Luyao verbally agreed, but she didn't listen to what Sister Hua was saying at all. All she could think about now was how to seize this excellent opportunity.

"Luyao~"

At this moment, Zhang Yan suggested, "Let's rehearse one more time and see how it goes."

"Okay~"

The sugar content of those two words is at least six plus signs.

However, once on stage, Wang Luyao was no longer happy—no wonder she hadn't seen the backup dancers in the dressing room earlier; it turned out they hadn't changed their clothes at all.

That's where the focus isn't on her anymore.

"Is such that."

Wang Jinghua explained, "Their costumes are all different and quite heavy—it's just a rehearsal anyway, so let's test the effect first, and we'll change them if they don't work out."

The results were, of course, not very good.

Previously, the green leaves set off the red flowers, but now, compared to the green leaves, Wang Luyao appears somewhat 'bloated'.

"That's definitely not possible."

Halfway through the dance, Zhang Yan shook his head and said to Wang Jinghua, "This afternoon, let's shoot the bodysuit version first—later, you can take her shopping to see if there are any clothes suitable for dancing, clothes that look dignified and appropriate, and that can highlight her own characteristics."

The morning rehearsal was over just like that.

Around 11:30, seeing that Wang Luyao and the girls from the dance class were all sweating profusely, Zhang Yan gave Wang Jinghua some money so that she could take the girls to a nearby bathhouse to take a bath first, and then go out to a restaurant for a treat.

He himself, along with Zhang Yadong, hosted a welcome dinner for Li Chunbo.

I'd only taken a few bites when the cell phone I'd put aside rang.

"Hey?"

"Teacher Zhang, it's me, Luyao."

Wang Luyao's voice came through the phone like she was up to no good: "I suddenly thought of a few moves that might look better on camera than the originals. If you have time, could you give me some pointers?"

It's here, it's here, the big one is here!

Zhang Yan knew that Chen Hong must have made arrangements when she saw that Chen Hong was determined to go to Beijing. He had been thinking about it for so long, but he thought the event had been canceled.

However, we still have actual filming to do this afternoon, so it might not be appropriate to do anything reckless at this time, right?

"Teacher Zhang?"

Only when Wang Luyao's questioning voice came through the receiver did Zhang Yan put aside his hesitation and nod, saying, "I know, I'll go and take care of it right away."

Whether it's a good fit or not, we need to make contact first.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yan said to Li Chunbo, "Sorry, something suddenly came up at the company that needs to be taken care of—Ya Dong, please take good care of your brother Li for me. Call me if anything comes up."

As he spoke, he handed over the car keys, asking Zhang Yadong to take Li Chunbo back to the hotel after he finished his business.

Then he returned to the television station alone.

Enter the studio.

Wang Luyao was standing alone on the stage. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then Zhang Yan silently used a chair to block the door.

Then he strode onto the stage.

Wang Luyao, who had originally planned to deceive herself and use her charm first, was now flustered and stood on the stage at a loss.

Zhang Yan walked to the vicinity of the stage and looked at the stage with a scrutinizing gaze. Wang Luyao obviously hadn't taken a bath yet; her snow-white neck and collarbone were wet and glistening with a delicate luster, as if they were coated with honey.

"Let's go backstage."

After gazing intently for a moment, Zhang Yan walked backstage on his own.

Only after she was out of his almost tangible gaze did Wang Luyao seem to be released from a spell, clutching her chest and gasping for breath. She was very dissatisfied with her performance; she had made thorough preparations, so why did she mess up at the crucial moment?
However, she didn't have time to think too much at this moment and quickly followed Zhang Yan into the backstage area.

As soon as Zhang Yan entered the large dressing room, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

Wang Luyao subconsciously took a half step back, then realized something was wrong and quickly took a step forward. Her rosy cheeks lifted slightly, and her full, red lips moved nervously, as if she wanted to say something, or perhaps she was silently extending an invitation.

Since it was all arranged by Chen Hong, Zhang Yan didn't hesitate at all. He spread his arms and wrapped them around her curvaceous body, then kissed her fiercely.

Wang Luyao first tensed up instinctively, then suddenly went limp as if she had no bones, letting the man kiss her freely.

The lips parted for a long time.

Wang Luyao's head was spinning, and all her plans were forgotten. She only remembered one thing: "There is a single bed in the changing room."

This girl is quite straightforward.

Zhang Yan smiled and reminded him, "Don't forget we still have filming this afternoon. We can't let this delay the whole crew, can we?"

"That, that..."

Wang Luyao was even more confused. Now that things had come to this point, was it possible to pull back from the brink?
"Let's wait until night."

As Zhang Yan spoke, his gaze slid downwards: "Of course, we can also do some things that won't affect our physical strength right now."

…………

Meanwhile, at Wang Zhongqi's home.

"The instant noodles you wanted!"

Wang Zhongqi's wife placed a bowl of freshly cooked instant noodles on the table.

Two large, white, smooth, and perfectly cooked poached eggs floated on top of the noodles, shimmering and trembling with the movement of the bowl.

Wang Zhongqi's son cheered and grabbed his chopsticks to start eating.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang's wife quickly called out to him, then peeled open a sausage, squeezed it from the end, and the sausage landed precisely between two poached eggs. The splashed soup immediately coated the snow-white poached eggs with a layer of oil.

"One ham and two eggs. Try to make your mom proud in this exam. Don't let it always be bad news when your parents are called in."

Wang's wife was scolding the child with her hands on her hips when she heard Wang Zhongqi mutter beside her, "What good can come from a teacher calling a parent?"

"Why are you trying to sabotage me?!"

Wang's wife rolled her eyes at her husband, and seeing that he was listless and didn't say anything more, she asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you these past two days? You always seem restless."

"Zhang Yan contacted me a couple of days ago."

Wang Zhongqi sighed and said, "He said he wanted to put on a New Year's Eve concert and bring all the big names in China to Tianjin..."

"real?!"

Before her husband could finish speaking, Wang's wife plopped down next to him, leaning forward excitedly and asking, "Are Cai Guoqing and Mao Ning there?!"

"What kind of taste do you have!"

Wang Zhongqi pushed his wife's face away with disdain and said irritably, "I'm talking to you about serious matters! Zhang Yan wants me to go and help out, since I used to organize cultural performances a lot when I was in the literary and art association..."

"This is a good thing."

Wang's wife said happily, "Teacher Zhang is the most generous ever; he certainly won't treat you unfairly!"

"Could you please just listen to me first?"

Wang Zhongqi said dejectedly, "What I mean is, Zhang Yan wants me to quit my job at the magazine and go work for Yuanmeng Records."

This……

Wang's wife finally stopped interrupting and hesitated for a while before saying, "In principle, Teacher Zhang wouldn't treat us badly, but if you go into business, we won't be eligible for housing from your work unit in the future—our son is getting older and we'll need a place to live eventually."

"What are you dreaming about!"

Wang Zhongqi said speechlessly, "What qualifications do I have at the magazine? Even if the company were to allocate housing, it wouldn't be our turn. Besides, now that commercial housing has been liberalized, with money, why would I be afraid of not being able to buy a good house?"

As he spoke, he stood up and paced back and forth a few times, then resolutely said, "Damn it, let's do it! There's no future in my job anyway, so I might as well give it my all with Zhang Yan. Maybe we'll even have our own mansion someday!"

(End of this chapter)