Huayu: Tianxian Qianmeng

Shu Chang's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise, "That's a great idea! But, Brother Ling Yuan, you're so naughty!"

Liu Yifei was surprised and quickly asked, "What method? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Ling Yuan shrugged: "I really can't say, but just go ahead and act normally later, I guarantee you'll get it in one take!"

Liu Yifei: "Pshaw, I don't believe it."

Ling Yuan: "Really, but you can't blame me afterwards."

Liu Yifei: "I promise I won't."

With suspicion in my heart, I went to find the director and told him that everything was ready.

The director said, "Let's begin this scene."

Shoot!

The clapperboard clicked shut.

Liu Yifei picked up the wine glass, which actually contained cola, but the cola smelled a little off today. However, Liu Yifei didn't think much of it, picked it up, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.

Holy crap, it's not a beverage, it's baijiu! They added strong liquor!

Liu Yifei was instantly stunned; the alcohol instantly heated up!

"Pfft! Cough cough..." The spicy liquid felt like a knife, and she choked, grabbing the edge of the table for support. Water vapor instantly rose in her eyes.

"Good! That's the look! I want that dreamy feeling!" Li Dawei leaned forward abruptly, delighted.

In the video, a blush spreads across the girl's cheeks, her fingertips trembling as she traces the rim of her glass. Tears fall with a "plop" onto the tablecloth, spreading into dark, round spots. It's not an act of feigned distress; she's genuinely crying from the spiciness!

"Pass—!" The loudspeaker blared with cheers.

Liu Yifei slammed down her glass, stumbled in her high heels, and lunged at Ling Yuan. Fueled by alcohol, she punched him hard: "I'll teach you a lesson for using liquor to trick me!"

Ling Yuan dodged, and Liu Yifei followed up, her little pink fists raining down like raindrops.

"I didn't add much, just a little less than two ounces! Look how well it works..."

"Liar!" Liu Yifei grabbed Ling Yuan's collar and shook him so hard he could barely stand. The smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of gardenias wafted over her.

"But... thanks." He suddenly let go, shaking his head and grinning foolishly.

Chen Kun watched from afar, raised an eyebrow, and whistled.

His opinion of Liu Yifei completely changed. He had seen too many actors use "fake drinking" to fool others, but this was the first time he had seen someone use real alcohol to create a sense of authenticity.

However, when Shu Chang said that it was Ling Yuan's "bad idea", she couldn't help but laugh and cry.

This junior brother has so many clever ideas.

Unfortunately, Liu Yifei fell ill that evening.

Ling Yuan actually felt quite guilty; how could he have gotten sick?

The next morning, he and Shu Chang went to the hospital to visit Liu Yifei.

A major hospital in Beijing, VIP ward.

Liu Yifei huddled listlessly in the snow-white blanket, her face deathly pale.

Liu Xiaoli was peeling an apple, the blade slicing off the long peel with a "whoosh".

"Auntie, I'm so sorry!" Ling Yuan put the fruit basket on the table. "I didn't expect..."

"I never thought my daughter could be such a lightweight?" Liu Xiaoli slammed down the fruit knife, her gaze sweeping over him like a scalpel. "Smoking, drinking—you've taught her everything!"

Ugh, what's most infuriating is that she always calls me "Auntie"!

Shu Chang was trying not to laugh, but seeing Ling Yuan's discomfiture, she quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Auntie~, Ling Yuan was just doing it for the sake of the show!"

Shu Chang is young, about the same age as her daughter, and is also very cute, so it's perfectly fine for her to call her "auntie".

"Look, Qianqian, this is your favorite, carefully selected by Brother Lingyuan!" Shu Chang said, sidling up to the bedside and handing Liu Yifei a box of strawberries.

Liu Yifei lay on the hospital bed, actually very happy about their arrival, and poked Ling Yuan's arm: "It's not your fault, I'm just too bad."

She turned to her mother and said in a spoiled tone, "Mom~, I want to lift weights!"

Liu Xiaoli laughed angrily: "What are you lifting up for! Take care of your stomach first!"

A doctor in a white coat pushed open the door and entered. Ling Yuan immediately went to greet him: "Doctor, she..."

"Acute gastritis." The doctor flipped through the medical record. "Young man, you're just making things difficult for yourself! You'll be discharged the day after tomorrow. From now on, avoid alcohol and raw or cold foods!"

Ling Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to meet Liu Yifei's bright eyes.

……

One month later, at Liu's gym.

The treadmill was humming.

Liu Yifei, with her hair tied in a ponytail, her forehead damp with sweat and clinging to her temples, stared intently at the heart rate numbers on the screen.

"Add... 0.5 kilometers!" she gasped as she pressed the button.

Outside the door, Liu Xiaoli shook her head, holding a fruit platter: "I used to find it tiring to even hold a cat, but now I'm lifting weights every day—it's all that kid's fault!"

The glass window reflected the girl's taut calves, like a newborn fawn brimming with strength.

……

Ling Yuan also exercises every day. Too many people die suddenly. He makes sure he gets enough sleep and nutrition, and he also exercises appropriately every day.

In my previous life, I dabbled in Tai Chi, Bajiquan, and Xingyi Quan in my spare time. I also practiced two-handed and one-handed swords. Although I wasn't a master, I was proficient in all the routines and was a regular at the gym. I was also a good swimmer.

Having lived two lives, everyone has some talents.

Tai Chi, Bajiquan, and Xingyiquan were skills I learned in my previous life when I joined the school's martial arts club. As for two-handed sword and one-handed sword, those became popular later when short videos became all the rage, and many people made such videos. I also taught myself to make some, but my account never really gained much attention.

He now does barbell bench presses at the gym and can barely reach 100 kilograms. Because he usually practices boxing and swordsmanship, he is not just a muscle; his physique is actually quite good. Teacher Cui said that he is suitable to play a chivalrous hero or a martial arts general, and he wasn't just saying that casually.

……

In the past month or so, the crew of "The Story of a Noble Family" filmed many scenes and went to Tianjin to shoot on location, such as Tianjin Foreign Studies University (Machangdao Campus), Five Avenues, Da Guangming Bridge, Boling Building of Nankai Middle School, Opera Museum, etc. They even went to Nanxun to shoot on location.

However, Ling Yuan didn't have any scenes in Nanxun, so he didn't go with them.

During the final days of the semester, Ling Yuan also took time to go back to school to take the final exams. Although he was busy filming, writing novels, and writing scripts every day, he did not fall behind in his studies. When the exam results came out, he got high scores in every subject, and Teacher Cui was very satisfied.

……

After filming in Tianjin for about three weeks, the crew returned to the Yanjing Huairou Film and Television Base to continue filming.

Not long after returning, since it was summer vacation, several familiar classmates came to visit the film set, including Wang Luodan, Huang Shengyi, Jia Nailiang, Zheng Luoxi, Zhao Ke, and Cao Bingkun.

Ling Yuan led everyone to the film set's rest area, where he arranged several folding chairs under the shade of a tree. Everyone sat there chatting and drinking beverages.

The afternoon sun was a bit strong, and the cicadas were chirping noisily, but the students were in a harmonious atmosphere.

However, when they heard that Ling Yuan had recommended a beautiful but unfamiliar girl to play Bai Xiuzhu, Wang Luodan, Huang Shengyi, Zheng Luoxi, and Zhao Ke were all a little angry.

Zhao Ke curled his lip: "With such a good opportunity, instead of thinking of us, you recommend a 14-year-old underage girl?"

Wang Luodan slammed the ice-cold Coke can onto the small table, splashing a few drops with a "crack," and glared at Ling Yuan with wide, almond-shaped eyes: "You're not being fair!"

Huang Shengyi leaned back in her chair, legs crossed, her brightly painted nails lightly pointing in Ling Yuan's direction, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Exactly, don't you understand the saying 'good things shouldn't go to outsiders'? Bai Xiuzhu! Such a good role, instead of thinking of us fellow disciples, you went and recommended a 14-year-old 'little' girl? Do you have some kind of special fetish?"

Zheng Luoxi didn't say anything, but the "deeply agreeing" expression on her face said it all.

Jia Nailiang, who had just unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, quickly tried to smooth things over: "Hey, Dandan, Shengyi, Ake, don't scare my brother Yuan. Just kidding, he must have his reasons."

Ling Yuan: "Get lost, who's your brother Yuan?" That name sounds bad.

Jia Nailiang: "Okay, Brother Hard!"

Everyone burst out laughing.