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Liu Xiaoli had to attend classes, so the task of accompanying Liu Qianqian to Tianjin to join the film crew naturally fell to Yu Le.

Two days later, after Liu Xiaoli explained the situation to the school and completed the leave application procedures, her family began a "moving-style" packing process.

When it comes to packing, Yu Le's main principle is "simplicity".

A few changes of underwear and a few thicker clothes, and you're all set.

Liu Xiaoli, however, wished she could empty half of her house.

While stuffing down jackets, hand warmers, and vitamins into the huge pink suitcase, she also had to keep an eye on Yu Le, who was sprawled on the sofa directing Liu Qianqian to pour water.

"When we get to Tianjin, make sure she wears long underwear; don't let her joints get cold just to look good."

"Remember to make sure she drinks hot water in the morning and evening. I've put the thermos in the side pocket."

"There are many people on set, so don't let her wander around, especially keep her away from those male actors."

Yu Le took the water glass from Liu Qianqian and nodded perfunctorily.

"Don't worry, with me here, male flies will have to take a detour within a five-meter radius."

Liu Xiaoli rolled her eyes at him, stuffed the last two packets of cold medicine into the gap in the suitcase, and zipped it up.

"I'm serious. This is Sissi's first time filming far from home, and I'm really worried..."

She paused, looked at her daughter, her eyes a little red.

"Alright, stop making it sound like a life-or-death situation."

Yu Le stood up and lifted the heavy box with one hand, as if it were a bag of cotton.

"Going to make money isn't like going to jail. If I really miss my kids, I can just take the train over on the weekend; it's only a two-hour ride."

Liu Qianqian, on the other hand, was carefree. Wearing her newly bought white down jacket, she looked like a round snowball and excitedly circled around Yu Le.

"I'm going to film a movie! I'm going to meet a celebrity!"

Yu Le freed one hand and pressed down on the head that was shaking wildly.

"Save your energy. You'll be crying when you get there. Filming is no easy task."

.......

The wind at Tianjin Railway Station stung my face.

Yu Le wrapped his old military green coat tightly around his neck, with the red scarf that Liu Xiaoli had forced on him before leaving still hanging around his neck. He looked like a brown bear that had just escaped from Siberia.

He was dragging a giant pink suitcase with one hand and pulling Liu Qianqian, who was excited like a husky on her first long trip, with the other.

"Slow down! That's an escalator, not a treadmill!"

Yu Le felt her lower back protesting.

Liu Qianqian couldn't hear anything. She was wearing that white down jacket, wrapped up like a ball, with only her clear black and white eyes showing, as she weaved in and out of the crowd.

"Yu Le, hurry up! I saw the sign for the film crew to pick up people!"

This girl, once she's outside, nobody cares about her. They don't even bother calling her "uncle," they just call her by her name.

Yu Le rolled her eyes and followed after them, dragging her suitcase.

At the exit, a young man wearing a black down jacket was holding up a cardboard sign that read "The Story of a Noble Family" and stamping his feet to keep warm.

"here."

Yu Le walked over and slammed the box down in front of the young man.

The young man paused for a moment, looking at the bearded man in front of him, wrapped in a military overcoat, and then at the beautiful young girl next to him, whose eyes were the only part of her face visible.

"Are you... a family member of Ms. Liu Qianqian?"

"She's my creditor." Yu Le exhaled a puff of white breath. "Where's the car? Hurry up, I'm going to hibernate if I freeze for another two minutes."

The young man was taken aback by this unconventional answer and quickly led the two into a Jinbei van parked by the roadside.

The car's heater was on full blast. As soon as Yu Le got in, he slumped into the back seat, unbuttoned his military overcoat to reveal a gray hoodie underneath, and quickly switched to "energy-saving mode."

Liu Qianqian, however, leaned against the car window, pointing at the dusty streets outside.

"What's that? Is it the Goubuli steamed bun shop?"

"That's a stall selling jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes)."

"I want to eat jianbing guozi!"

"No money. The film crew will provide meals."

Liu Qianqian turned her head angrily and glared at Yu Le.

"Mom said, 'Even if you're poor, you should be generous on the road.' She told me not to be so stingy!"

"Mom also said you should listen to me." Yu Le took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket, peeled it open, and stuffed it into her mouth. "Shut up, and shut up for a bit."

The world is finally quiet.

The filming location for "The Story of a Noble Family" was an old villa area in Tianjin.

This place retains a large number of buildings from the Republican era, including red brick Western-style buildings and fallen plane tree leaves, which does indeed have a touch of decadent glamour.

The film crew booked an entire guesthouse.

The conditions are so-so, but its advantage lies in its proximity to the film set.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw director Li Dawei talking to a young man in a Zhongshan suit.

The man had deep-set eyes and a melancholic air about him.

Cheng Kun.

At this moment, he was at the peak of his good looks, and his charming eyes seemed to be radiating charm to everyone he looked at.

Li Dawei looked up and saw the two people walking in; his eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh my! My dear aunt! You've finally arrived!"

Li Dawei rushed over in two strides, his manner more like welcoming a long-lost daughter than the second female lead.

He grabbed Yu Le's hand, which was still chilly from the outside air, and shook it up and down so hard he felt like he was going to dislocate Yu Le's arm.

"It's good that you're here! It's good that you're here! Everything is ready for our show, we just need this final push!"

Yu Le laboriously pulled her hand back and put it back into the warm pocket of her military overcoat, while pointing with her chin at Liu Qianqian, who was already sniffling from the cold next to her.

"Director Li, the wind is freezing cold. Should we check in first? If this child gets chilled to the bone, she won't be playing Bai Xiuzhu anymore, she'll be playing Idiot Zhu."

Li Dawei slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing what was going on.

"Right, right, right! Look at my brain! Xiao Chen, quick! Take Qianqian to her room and move the electric heater there!"

The young man in the Zhongshan suit who had been standing to the side walked over.

He held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his signature almond-shaped eyes slightly curved, exuding a natural melancholy and charm.

Cheng Kun.

At this moment, he was at the peak of his handsomeness; his face seemed born for period dramas set in the Republican era.

"Hello, I'm Cheng Kun, I play Jin Yanxi."

He reached out his hand to Liu Qianqian, whose eyes were the only part of her face visible, his smile gentle yet incredibly menacing.

Liu Qianqian was clearly stunned for a moment. Although she had seen many handsome guys at school, this close-up attack from a "rising star" of this caliber still left this country bumpkin who had never seen the world a little dizzy.

She blinked her clear black and white eyes twice, just about to take her hand out of her down jacket.

Snapped.

A rough, large hand suddenly appeared and directly grasped Cheng Kun's well-maintained hand.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Yu Le stared at Cheng Kun with a forced smile, applying just a tiny bit of force to his hand.

"This girl has chilblains on her hands, so it's best not to hold her hand."

Cheng Kun was a little confused by this nonsense, but when he felt the strength from the other person's palm and those seemingly lazy but actually vigilant eyes, he immediately understood.

He awkwardly but politely withdrew his hand and smiled.

"Well... let's go and rest first."