Huayu: This celebrity doesn't follow the rules.

Chapter 36 Milk-Skinned Bai Mengyan

Jiang Ye had been wandering around the school for half a day.

He didn't rush to the Tourism English Department's teaching building!

We've never met, and my company is still in its early stages.

Bai Lu, no, she should be called Bai Mengyan now!
They might have a silly-looking smile, but that doesn't mean they're actually stupid...

If you want to sign her, you have to make her interested first!
He touched the notebook in his pocket, which contained information he had spent half a day gathering.

Tomorrow is a good day for a chance encounter!
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Second day

The library of the Changzhou Tourism and Commerce Branch is not grand, but it is clean and bright.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are camphor trees that remain evergreen even in winter. Sunlight streams through the glass, casting warm dappled patterns on the neatly arranged bookshelves and long study tables.

The air was filled with the faint scent of paper and ink, and the hum of a coffee machine.

This is a place Bai Mengyan often comes to. It's quiet, suitable for doing homework, and also for avoiding unnecessary conversations.

Bai Mengyan and Hehe, carrying several travel English textbooks and workbooks, walked familiarly to their usual window seats.

Today she was wearing a beige turtleneck sweater, light blue jeans, and her long hair was loosely tied back, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful neck.

She walked along, whispering something to herself, a relaxed smile on her face, her signature canine teeth faintly visible.

"Hey, Yan Yan, at three o'clock," Hehe nudged Bai Mengyan with her elbow and lowered her voice, "that boy has looked at me several times."

Bai Mengyan was taken aback when she heard this. Could this man be blind?

With such a beautiful woman like herself right here, would he even look at his best friend?
She was a little curious, and following the direction hinted at by "hehe," she casually looked up.

What I saw was not the shy or reckless young man I had imagined.

A tall, handsome young man sat in the best spot by the window, where the light was perfect.

He was wearing a high-quality light gray cashmere sweater, with a white shirt underneath, the collar of which was casually open.

The afternoon sun generously shone on him, as if gilding him with a soft golden edge, even the tips of his slightly upturned hair shimmered.

His profile was sharply defined, with a high nose bridge. He was intently looking at the laptop screen in front of him, his long fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, his expression serious and absorbed.

He's very handsome! It's just that his eyesight is bad!
"Yan Yan, I think I'm in love! He's so handsome!"

"Are you sure he was looking at you?" Bai Mengyan raised an eyebrow.

"Of course! We just made eye contact, and he even smiled at me!" Hehe said confidently. "Why don't you go check it out for me? Just pretend to be passing by and see what's going on?"

"If possible, I'd like to give him a chance!"

"...No, no!"

"Come on over, I'll treat you to spicy hot pot tonight!"

"Really?"

"Okay, go quickly..."

Bai Mengyan had no choice but to reluctantly agree, pretending to return the book and slowly passing by the boy.

The boy sat upright, with two buttons undone at the top of his shirt collar, revealing a bit of his collarbone.

The laptop screen in front of him was angled towards the corridor. As Bai Mengyan passed by, she happened to catch a glimpse of the black Song typeface on it, showing the storyboard script for the music video of the theme song of "Princess Promotion". Below it were several lines of storyboard numbers and special annotations.

Her steps unconsciously slowed down by half a beat.

Her gaze passed over the fingers flying across the keyboard and landed on the book open beside the boy.

The cover was slightly yellowed, and the words "A Course in the Art of Film Directing" were worn dark. A corner of a sticky note peeked out from between the pages, covered in dense pencil writing. At that moment, she had completely forgotten about her best friend's probing. The book "A Course in the Art of Film Directing" and the music video and storyboard text on the screen attracted her like a magnet.

She has dreamed of becoming a star since she was a child.

In 2012, Bai Mengyan, who harbored a dream of becoming a girl group member, went to Shanghai with her mother to participate in the overseas trainee audition of South Korea's SM Entertainment.

Despite her previous hard work in singing and dancing and learning Korean, she ultimately failed the audition due to a lack of foundation, failing even the first round of interviews, and her dream of joining a girl group was shattered.

This is a sad story...

Bai Mengyan stopped in front of the "Literature and Art" section bookshelves not far from Jiang Ye's seat, pretending to carefully browse the spines of the books.

Her peripheral vision, however, remained fixed on that figure in the sunlight.

She saw him occasionally pause typing, pick up the book, quickly flip through a page, and then return to writing.

Seeing that he seemed to have encountered some problem, he frowned slightly and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table.

The timing is perfect.

Bai Mengyan took a deep breath, as if she had finally found the book she wanted. She pulled out a thick book, "A History of World Cinema," and then "accidentally" let her hand slip.

"Thud!" The book landed perfectly at Jiang Ye's feet, the sound not too loud or too soft, just enough to attract his attention.

Jiang Ye seemed to be disturbed from his thoughts and looked up.

His gaze first fell on the fallen book, and then naturally followed the direction of the book to Bai Mengyan, who was standing by the bookshelf with a perfectly appropriate "apology" and "surprise" on her face.

Good acting skills...

Eyes facing each other.

Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating Bai Mengyan's slightly flushed cheeks and her clear, bright eyes.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Jiang Ye's eyes.

He immediately stood up, his movements elegant and gentlemanly, and bent down to pick up the book, "A History of World Cinema".

"Hey, classmate, here's your book."

He walked up to Bai Mengyan, handed her the book, and looked at her face with a frank gaze, without the slightest hint of evasion or frivolity.

"Ah, thank you!" Bai Mengyan took the book, trying to remain calm, but her gaze couldn't help but drift to the books and computer screen on his desk. "Excuse me, did I disturb you? Are you...writing a script?"

Jiang Ye followed her gaze to his desk, a sunny yet professional smile playing on his lips: "Yes, a storyboard for a theme song music video."

He turned slightly to the side, making sure she could see the title on the screen more clearly: "I'm here in Changzhou to gather material and find a quiet place to work."

He pointed to the book, "A Course in the Art of Film Directing".

"Looking for inspiration."

He paused, his gaze returning to Bai Lu's face, a hint of appreciation and curiosity in his eyes: "Are you from this school? It seems... you're also interested in film and television?"

He pointed to the book in her hand.

Bai Mengyan's heart inexplicably quickened.

Holding the heavy book "A History of World Cinema," she felt her cheeks burning.

The man in front of her was not only outstanding in appearance, but also worked in a profession that she vaguely longed for but felt was out of reach.

"Yes, my name is Bai Mengyan, and I major in Tourism English."

She introduced herself generously, her dimples blooming in the sunlight, "I am somewhat interested... I just saw you writing a music video script, it seems very impressive."

(End of this chapter)