Huayu: This celebrity doesn't follow the rules.

Chapter 59: Thanks for past help

The office clock struck eleven. Jiang Ye put his phone in his pocket and tapped the screen one last time with his fingertip.

The three WeChat messages sent to Chen Duling are still in the "delivered" status, without even a gray "typing" message appearing.

He frowned, pulled out a chair, and stood up.

What's wrong with Dudu? Why isn't she replying to my messages?
He was a little worried and decided to go to the hotel to check...

As the high-speed train pulled away from the platform, Chen Duling switched her phone to airplane mode; the constant stream of text messages from someone was getting annoying…

The scenery outside the window receded, much like her chaotic thoughts at that moment.

When she woke up at seven in the morning and was scrolling through her phone, the overwhelming news almost made her swallow her mouthwash.

"Princess Promotion" Breaks Viewership Record

Jiang Ye's directorial talent has been recognized by the industry.

what's the situation?
Didn't this guy look gloomy yesterday and say he was in a bad mood, like he might be about to fail again?

Chen Duling bit her lip, her cheeks burning as she recalled how she had traveled a long way to get here last night.

She muttered "bastard" under her breath, but couldn't help remember the two of them holding hands while watching the movie last night.

This bittersweet feeling made her even more irritable!
We must escape.

As the high-speed train approached Nanjing Station, Chen Duling stared at her black-screen phone, tapping the screen repeatedly.

In the end, I couldn't resist and turned off airplane mode.

As soon as the signal was restored, Jiang Ye's messages flooded in.

"Where are you?"

"No one's at the hotel, where did you go?"

"Reply to me when you see this message!"

She took a deep breath and typed rapidly: "Something came up at school, I have to go back now."

A notification popped up indicating successful delivery. She stared at the message, and her anger flared up again.

After deleting and revising, I posted another one.

Don't contact me again unless it's absolutely necessary!

The moment she pressed the send button, she clicked on his profile picture again.

I changed his nickname to "pig head" in my contacts, and it finally cheered me up a bit...

Putting her phone back in her pocket, Chen Duling gazed at the familiar street scene outside the window, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned down.

Forget it, anyway...

If he dares to stop contacting her, she has her own ways of dealing with him.

……

Upon receiving Chen Duling's text message, Jiang Ye finally understood that the girl was angry!
But there's nothing he can do now; he'll just have to coax her slowly later...

He had important business to attend to...

After spending the afternoon carrying large and small bags, he stepped into the school gate and heard several low screams coming from not far away.

"Look! It's junior Jiang Ye!"

"Oh my god, it really is him! The director of 'Go Princess Go'!"

Several female students from the performing arts department hid behind the sycamore trees, peeking and whispering excitedly to each other, their eyes shining as if they had discovered some rare animal.

Jiang Ye pretended not to see it, lowered his head and walked quickly toward the teaching building, but was stopped after only a few steps.

"Director Jiang!" A girl with a high ponytail blocked his way, her smile dazzling. "I'm Lin Feifei from the 12 acting class. I admire you so much! Can I add you on WeChat? We have a short film assignment and would like to ask you for advice!"

Behind her were three or four girls, all with bright eyes, their phones already displaying QR codes, just waiting for him to scan them.

Before Jiang Ye could speak, another boy squeezed in from the side: "Junior! I'm from the directing department! The metaphor of your durian prop was brilliant. Can you tell us about your creative process?"

Jiang Ye had to exert a great deal of effort to escape from the enthusiastic encirclement.

Those ardent admiring gazes and extravagant praises were nothing more than a passing breeze to him.

He didn't care at all!
Jiang Ye is a petty person; he will retaliate fiercely against anyone who offends him.

I was stingy when filming before because I really didn't have any money. If I wanted to make a good film, I had to be shameless and go all out.

Now that he's made money, he's showing it off without hesitation. After all, with money, you have to give to receive.

Some resources and personal connections are far more valuable than money.

The first person he knocked on was the office door of Department Head Wang.

Wang was reviewing documents when he suddenly smelled the aroma of tea.

Looking up, I saw Jiang Ye standing at the door holding a carved wooden box: "Teacher, this is Da Hong Pao tea from Wuyi Mountain. I heard you like to drink this."

"Nonsense!" Wang said sternly, but a smile crept into his eyes. "Take it back! Don't you know the department rules?"

Jiang Ye was prepared and pulled out a receipt: "It's nothing valuable, just two cans of tea. The receipt is here, 298 yuan, it's a bargain!"

"Besides, the students' play was successful thanks to the teachers' support..."

Wang was amused. Did they really think he didn't know his stuff?

But he didn't expose it; instead, he pulled out a stack of documents from the drawer: "The show's performance is good, but don't be arrogant!"

"The Beijing Film Academy has an Outstanding Student Creative Award every year, which is specifically designed for students who have outstanding works during their time at the school."

"Your 'Princess Promotion' has the data and reputation to qualify. I've already filled out the recommendation form for you. This is the official application form. Please fill it out and submit it tomorrow."

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up: "Thank you, teacher!"

……

When Professor Hou opened the door, his reading glasses were still perched on his nose.

Jiang Ye handed over a beautifully bound book box: "The original edition of 'Film Language,' which you've been talking about for years, was brought back from France by a friend."

"You little rascal!" Professor Hou snatched it away, and once he opened the cover, he couldn't take his eyes off it. "This edition has been out of print for so many years..."

But he suddenly looked up alertly, "Don't think you can skip class like this!"

Jiang Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've made up all the notes for the classes I missed."

……

Equipment Room

Old Zhang was taking inventory of the equipment when he was suddenly stuffed with a bulging cloth bag.

"What is this?" Upon opening it, they found two cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes.

Watching Jiang Ye's retreating figure, he smiled happily, "That brat..."

He also gave gifts to everyone who had helped him, including Professor Li Mei, who lent him clothes.

Even the students who had helped were each given a 1000 yuan supermarket shopping card.

Jiang Ye planned to deliver Tian Zhuangzhuang's document to his house that evening, and also to familiarize himself with the place...

That leaves only one person!
Jiang Ye stood downstairs in the performing arts building, holding a dark blue velvet gift box in his hands.

He waited until the bell rang before slowly walking towards Rehearsal Hall No. 3, where Meng Ziyi often practiced.

When I opened the door, she was practicing her movements in front of the mirror. She had no makeup on, her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and beads of sweat on her forehead slid down her jawline and into the collar of her practice clothes. Her voice was clear and energetic as she recited her lines.

Turning around at the sound, she saw Jiang Ye and her water sleeves fell to the ground with a "thud": "A-Ye? What brings you here?"

"I've come to pay off a debt." Jiang Ye approached with a smile, handing over the gift box. "Open it and take a look."

Meng Ziyi untied the ribbon in confusion, and gasped as she lifted the lid of the box.

The gift box was lined with dark red velvet, and inside lay a silver hair comb with tiny pearls adorning its teeth. The most exquisite part was the back of the comb.

A butterfly with fluttering wings was pieced together from broken diamonds, with tiny characters engraved on its wings. Only upon closer inspection could one discern that it was the seal script of the character "孟".

This was ordered by Jiang Ye a long time ago...

In any case, this silly girl was the biggest help he could have gotten to this film!

Some things don't need to be said to a man.

Since she's chosen to enter the entertainment industry, helping her find more resources in the future is more practical than any sweet talk!
Jiang Ye originally planned to give this gift when he paid back the money, but he had to use yesterday's Christmas present as an emergency gift...

Before Jiang Ye could say anything more, Meng Ziyi suddenly took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you, Aye, I really like it!"

(End of this chapter)