Huayu: Starting from managing the Mahua FunAge Theater Troupe

Upon returning to his hotel room, Shen Feiyang took the phone that Xiong Naijin had left behind from the waiter who had finished cleaning the dining table.

The phone also has a string of colorful artificial crystals hanging from it, serving a decorative purpose similar to a future phone case.

Shen Feiyang looked at the crystal bracelet, thought for a moment, and realized it seemed to be Xiong Naijin's phone; he had seen it before.

It must have been accidentally left behind. Shen Feiyang took out his phone and called Wei Xiang, who was traveling in the same car as Huang Bo and Xiong Naijin.

A few seconds later, the call was connected.

Shen Feiyang held his phone to his ear: "Hey, Xiang, Xiong Naijin left her phone here. Is she with you guys?"

"Um?"

"Okay, I understand. I'll wait for her to come."

Shen Feiyang hung up the phone and looked at Xiong Naijin's phone in his hand, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

He put the phone back in the spot where Xiong Naijin had been sitting.

After waiting a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Feiyang got up, walked over, and opened the door.

Xiong Naijin stood at the door, gently brushing her hair aside. A slight smile played on her lips as she said apologetically, "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry to bother you. I left my phone here. May I go inside to look for it?"

"Of course." Shen Feiyang took a step back and moved aside.

"Thanks."

Xiong Naijin stepped into the room.

Click.

Shen Feiyang gently closed the door: "Do you need me to make a phone call for you?"

"Okay," Xiong Naijin replied.

Shen Feiyang took out his phone and called Xiong Naijin's phone.

The cell phone rang.

Following the sound, Xiong Naijin walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, bent down, picked up her phone, and showed it to Shen Feiyang: "Ha, found it, thank you."

"polite."

Shen Feiyang glanced at his phone and tentatively asked, "It's already one in the morning. Isn't it safe for you to go back alone? I heard there was a recent case of a woman living alone being murdered. Why don't you stay here? You can sleep on the sofa, and I'll sleep in the bed. Don't worry, the bed is in the bedroom, so it won't bother you."

Ok?

Shouldn't we take care of the girl and let her sleep in the bed?

Never mind, that's not the point.

Xiong Naijin feigned modesty and said, "This...this isn't quite right, is it? A man and a woman alone in a room, what if..."

Shen Feiyang observed her expression and quickly decided, "If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know? Don't worry. That's settled then, I'm going to take a shower first. You can shower after I'm done."

Xiong Naijin has given enough signals.

What Shen Feiyang needs to do now is to move things forward quickly, instead of being like the great poet Chen, chatting with girls about poetry, songs, and philosophy of life until they get bored.

The girl actively sought out an opportunity to stay late at night, not to ask you to provide sleep-inducing services.

Hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Xiong Naijin walked to the sofa area in the room and sat down on the sofa.

Xiong Nai put down her phone, unzipped her down jacket, took it off, adjusted her breathing, and looked down at herself.

It shouldn't hurt too much.

Having practiced hip-opening techniques for so many years at the arts school, my pain tolerance is extremely high.

But what will the consequences be if we do this?

Xiong Naijin was somewhat confused.

What do you want by staying behind?

After Du and Shen Feiyang slept together, will Shen Feiyang take responsibility?

Xiong Naijin felt that the chances were slim.

Based on her recent observations, she could tell that Shen Feiyang was the kind of guy who wouldn't actively pursue girls.

That's normal. At such a young age, having your own career means it would be a waste of time to be in a relationship.

What Xiong Naijin admired about Shen Feiyang was his ambition; in her view, ambition was a sign of a man's maturity and reliability.

But she also wanted love.

If Shen Feiyang can't give love, what else can he gain?

21-year-old Xiong Naijin thought about it carefully and realized that she had the body of an 18-year-old with extremely high potential for the future.

Xiong Naijin was very clear about what her future path would be like.

The Beijing Film Academy's vocational program doesn't offer top-tier resources, and she's not exactly a stunning beauty; she'll likely be relegated to supporting roles and extras for a long time to come.

In Xiong Naijin's opinion, not being able to play the lead or second lead role is not a big deal.

She was worried that after graduating this year, she would be alone in a foreign land, without any support, and what would happen if she encountered bad people.

When Xiong Naijin was a freshman, she heard that a girl in the next class got pregnant by the casting director of a film crew. In the end, the casting director just left and went back to Hong Kong, leaving the girl to have an abortion alone.

There are many, many more similar stories and rumors.

At that moment, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.

Xiong Naijin suddenly came to her senses.

She glanced at the bathroom and bit her lip lightly.

It's not too late to leave now...

Nothing.

Anyway, it's not like we're losing out by much.

Shen Feiyang doesn't have a girlfriend.

Even if we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend after today, it's good to be friends.

One-night stands are common in society.

"Phew..." Xiong Naijin breathed a sigh of relief after completing her mental preparation.

About two or three minutes later.

Shen Feiyang came out with a bath towel wrapped around his lower body.

Shen Feiyang switched to sports in his senior year of high school, originally wanting to go to university as a sports student, but a heavy rain extinguished his dream.

Although they didn't make it to shore, the traces of the past year's training are still there.

Xiong Naijin's gaze fell on his upper body, sliding down the lines between his pectoral muscles and six-pack abs.

She didn't expect that Shen Feiyang was not only good-looking, but also had a good figure.

pat.

Shen Feiyang snapped his fingers and said, "Stop looking. You're getting off easy. I'm going back to my room. Go take a shower. Don't worry, I won't come out to see you."

Shen Feiyang walked towards the bedroom.

"I wasn't looking at you."

After muttering something with a slightly flushed face, Xiong Naijin got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Half an hour later, I took a thorough shower.

Xiong Naijin wiped her body twice, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and covered part of her upper and lower body.

I came out of the restroom.

Xiong Naijin looked around but couldn't find a hair dryer.

She walked towards the bedroom.

Reaching the bedroom door, Xiong Naijin raised her hand and knocked: "Mr. Shen, is the hairdryer here?"

Click.

The bedroom door was opened.

Eyes facing each other.

Shen Feiyang raised his hand and grabbed Xiong Naijin's hand, which she hadn't yet lowered after knocking on the door, and pulled her into his arms.

"ah."

Xiong Naijin let out a startled cry.

Pressed against Shen Feiyang's chest, Xiong Naijin looked up and saw that Shen Feiyang's kiss had already landed.

Feeling the unfamiliar touch, Xiong Naijin's body stiffened, her mind went blank, and she had no idea what to do next.

However, under Shen Feiyang's influence, she couldn't help but reach out and hug Shen Feiyang's neck, standing on tiptoe to respond in her own way.

The body's instincts overwhelmed everything.

……

The next day.

February 22th, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Because it was past midnight when we finished our New Year's Eve dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala yesterday, and it was almost 2 a.m. by the time everyone got home and went to sleep, today's rehearsal was scheduled for 2 p.m.

Xiong Naijin and Shen Feiyang didn't wake up until after 11 a.m.

One woke up, and the other woke up soon after; it didn't matter who woke up first.

They exchanged a glance.

Shen Feiyang didn't let the atmosphere fall into an awkward silence afterward: "Get up and wash up. What would you like to eat? I'll have the hotel bring it up."

"Anything is fine."

"it is good."