Tea-flavored Romance

Now that the dust has settled, it's time to go all out. If his previous short film shoots had a playful, "if it works, it works" attitude, Ning Yuan is now giving it his all.

That's human nature; when the chances of success seem slim, motivation plummets. That's why Ning Yuan had the ingenious idea of ​​making a splash at the micro-film competition and creating a scandal with the "tool girl" in order to seduce Lin Xiaoya. Upon closer examination, however, the plan had many flaws. For example, was Lin Xiaoya, this "cuckold," truly only interested in well-known romantic couples? Would creating a scandal with the "tool girl" successfully attract Lin Xiaoya's attention? These were all unpredictable aspects; any mishap along the way would essentially render the plan a failure.

But things are different now. Now, the little helper Gu Guanxue has become a more important figure than Lin Xiaoya, and the SSR's mineral resources are so abundant that Ning Yuan can't breathe...

Consequently, the allocation of strategic resources to Lin Xiaoya naturally decreased... and she was no longer the primary strategic objective of the plan...

In other words, the main part of making the short film has changed from fishing for the Minotaur to the task of Full Moon and Snow Watching... The two girls, in order to sound the horn of attack on each other, unanimously chose the short film competition as a medium, and their tacit understanding is as good as that of biological sisters.

Hmm? Could it be that Jiang Xihua's decision to accept Gu Guanxue's challenge... was because she already knew Gu Guanxue would try to turn him against her?

In this situation, to say anything about accepting her challenge... isn't that just obviously implying that I'll betray you?

Master Ning instantly felt that he had been underestimated by Jiang Xihua...

Wow, this woman is so cunning. No wonder Gu Guanxue said her heart is black when cut open... Shouldn't pink be the most suitable hair color for a ginger-type flower?

Crimson cherry blossoms... Blood Moon Kill...

It seems perfectly natural...

After all this, it seems the workload hasn't decreased; in fact, it's increased. Ning Yuan mentally calculated the timeline, and the micro-film shooting schedule should be fully underway by this weekend at the latest.

When that time comes, who knows how Gu Guanxue and Jiang Manyue, these two fake best friends, will outwit each other on set... We need to leave some buffer time for filming...

It's like... two beautiful girls from the department are having a fight, and Director Ning is standing by with his camera, trying to mediate with his mouth... that's the kind of time that has to be captured.

With this in mind, Director Ning took advantage of the time after afternoon classes to slip out of the school and find Lu Jiujiu, the biggest investor and one of the actors in the production team.

"Is it about increasing investment?" the young heiress in the milk tea shop asked, bewildered.

Director Ning smiled without saying a word. Only after the young lady from the milk tea shop brought over three cups of packaged milk tea and placed them in front of the girl did he breathe a sigh of relief and slowly speak.

"No...please don't go through my bag yet...it makes me look like a jerk..."

"Oh... why do you always put the milk tea near me when we go into a milk tea shop... it blocks my view." Lu Hanhan asked suspiciously, "You didn't do this before high school... is this for little Ling'er again?"

Master Ning rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "Don't you have any idea why I didn't do this before high school?"

"That's right, we'll go find her together later... Didn't we promise her we'd take her to make a movie together?"

"Oh..." Lu Jiujiu nodded, then belatedly asked, "Are we about to start filming?"

"Yes, when are you free?"

"I have time..." The young heiress gently clutched the hem of her denim skirt, instantly creating several wrinkles. She asked cautiously, "But I don't seem to have any acting training... Don't you need to audition before filming a movie?"

"Please, I'm the one standing behind you... I'm the director, and you still need to audition? Isn't that a slap in my face?"

"Besides, you're the big spender... If you're not happy, you can even replace me, the director."

“That makes sense…” Lu Jiujiu took a sip of her milk tea and asked, “Then who can I replace as director?”

"Do you want to switch to Teacher Yi Mou to take your picture?" Ning Yuan said expressionlessly, mocking this idiot. "I was just giving an example. Are you really planning to replace me?"

Chapter 42: Why aren't you smiling?

"Huh? Can't we change it..." Lu Jiujiu looked very disappointed: "I actually prefer Teacher Xiaogang."

"Lu Jiujiu! I'm cutting your scenes!" Director Ning exclaimed angrily. The young, wealthy woman in front of him tensed up upon hearing this.

Will they deduct it from my salary?

"..."

As an actor, screen time should be more important than salary! Other actors work themselves to the bone just to get a shot on screen, and they don't care if the production crew takes advantage of them... Why is it different for you?

Perhaps this is what capitalists are like... They start emphasizing wealth even instilled in young girls...

"……Won't."

"That's good." Lu Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought they were going to dock my pay."

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize what was happening: "You've actually learned to mock me! Lu Jiujiu, you've grown wings, haven't you!"

Lu Xiaofu slowly typed out a question mark: ?

Master Ning rolled up his sleeves, intending to give the silly Lu Jiujiu a proper lesson on what slang and satirical jokes about eggs were. However, after thinking about it, he figured he wouldn't be able to explain anything to this guy, so he swallowed his anger and started to change the subject to the short film.

"Alright, let's talk about our dreams instead..." Ning Yuan said, "Have I told you what kind of short film I want to make?"

“No,” the young heiress added, “you just told me to respect investment dreams.”

"..."

Old Wang is too much... He doesn't even ask you anything, so there's no dream you wouldn't dare to pursue, right?

"Now I'll tell you..." Master Ning said helplessly, "The short film we're going to shoot has this kind of story. First of all, the protagonist is someone who has experienced setbacks..."

Throughout the description, Lu Hanhan quietly held her milk tea with both hands, her eyes unblinking, looking extremely focused. When Ning Yuan's throat became a little dry from talking, a thoughtful expression appeared on Lu Jiujiu's face at just the right moment.

"Did you understand?"

"No."

"..."

Well, that was all for naught.

One of the most futile things in the world is, of course, talking about art with investors… Ning Yuan was very frustrated, thinking to himself that art and film are obviously related, so why can’t that idiot Lu Jiujiu understand the aesthetics in my film script?

“But I understand part of it…” Lu Jiujiu quickly interjected, indicating that her little head wasn’t completely blank: “The male lead died later, right?”

"Wow, you've come to understand this much; you're quite perceptive."

"Really?" The young heiress was overjoyed, but before she could even wave her hand and say a few words of modesty, the kind-faced Master Ning's expression immediately changed. He said with exasperation, "I already told you there was a gunshot in the end... Besides dying, did he possibly fight back?"

"Stop yelling, stop yelling..." The girl covered her head, her voice pitiful, "Then... how do you want me to act..."

"What about that villain?"

"No way," Lu Jiujiu said with a mournful face. "This film is already a bit scary, and you're making me play the villain... I'll slow down the whole production."

“But you’re playing the female lead, and there aren’t many female characters besides the villain…” Master Ning frowned, recalling the scenes in the script, and said uncertainly, “How about you play that one…”

After hearing the second character's scene, the sponsor, Lu Jiujiu, clenched her little fists and stood up abruptly.

"You want me to take my clothes off too?!"

Master Ning was startled by the sudden outburst. He glanced around nervously, noticing some ambiguous gazes directed his way. He quickly tugged at the girl's sleeve and whispered, "Don't be so loud... It's just one shot, the skirt falls down... We'll only film the heels... I'm not that kind of shady director, how could I possibly engage in any underhanded tactics..."

"To be honest, I originally wanted to find a guy to film that scene, okay? Some guys have legs that are way better looking than yours."

There's a saying that goes something like this: a grown-up boy should learn to draw a clean eyeliner, groom his eyebrows, and spray on some clean, pleasant-smelling perfume to compete with girls for men.

"Oh..." Lu Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief again, sat down and nodded, "That's true, your legs are really nice... I don't have legs as long as yours... that's why I've always asked you to be my sketch model..."

Ning Yuan: ? ? ?

Is this the right time to compliment my legs? Why does this idiot make even her compliments make me want to pinch her?

"Actually, the best subject for this shot is Xiao Ling'er." Master Ning skipped over a brief unpleasant moment and continued his rambling: "Although she has a bad temper and always has a stern face as if the whole world owes her millions... but heaven has been kind to her... taking away her O-cup breasts, but giving them back to her in the form of legs... You don't know that she used to dream of becoming a supermodel, but then she found out that supermodels' breasts are generally not that big, so she immediately destroyed that dream... I think she's probably afraid that people will associate it with her regret... Hahahaha, it's hilarious..."

"..." Lu Jiujiu fell silent, burying her head in her milk tea.

"Why aren't you laughing? Hmm? Lu Jiujiu, isn't this funny..."

Is it really that funny...?

Ning Yiling's voice came from behind his neck, seemingly carrying a chill. Master Ning's body stiffened, and he forced himself to calmly pick up the milk tea in front of him.

"Actually... thinking about it carefully, it's not that funny... Hey? Little sister, what brings you here? Come on, come on, sit down. The milk tea your brother ordered for you is still here."

"No need, I can't be a supermodel anyway, right?" Ning Yiling sneered as she put her arm around Ning Yuan's shoulder, her hand clenched into a fist next to his face, her knuckles cracking.

"..."

"What are you talking about?" Ning Yuan frowned and said seriously, "Anyone with a dream is remarkable. So what if you want to be a supermodel? Wanting to be a supermodel is a very admirable dream... Don't worry, little sister, if anyone dares to say anything against your dream, I'll be the first to not let them off the hook!"

"Keep making things up, keep making things up."

"How can you call that making things up... By the way, my dear sister, how come you have time to go out of school? Don't you have classes today?"

"Um... I asked Little Ling'er to come..." Lu Jiujiu said weakly from across the table, "You just said you ordered milk tea for her, and I thought it's better to drink milk tea fresh so we don't have to take it over... so I told her..."

"???"

The mole is right across from me! Damn it! Are you trying to kill me?!

Master Ning looked utterly hopeless. After much deliberation, he realized there was no other way to escape Ning Yiling's penetrating force. He could only hang his head in dejection.

"I admit defeat this time... I'll buy you a bag..."

Chapter 43: You still say you're not a siscon!

"What do you take me for? A woman you can just fob off with?"

“Seven, one a day,” Ning Yuan said, heartbroken.

"Hmph... You're smart enough to know what's good for you... I want the shop near the old high school campus, don't try to fool me with any other shop!" Ning Yiling snorted coldly, finally calming down the icy killing intent that had been emanating from her body.

"Huh? Is it that pineapple bun from Hong Kong-style dim sum in high school?" The culprit, Lu Jiujiu, looked up in surprise and said, "I want one too..."

Ning Yuan: The Death Stare...

Young rich woman: Feeling wronged...

If it weren't for you, would I have signed such a torturous contract? Having to rush from here to the old high school campus to buy breakfast and then rush back means I'll have to get up at least 5 a.m. every day for the next week!

Five o'clock! That means I was up! Even the dogs weren't awake!

What a disaster... Why can't I control my mouth...?

Ning Yiling ignored Ning Yuan's grief and indignation. She reached for a cup of milk tea on the table and sat down on the chair next to her.

"What, you finally remembered you have a huge sum of money and are planning to give your investors an explanation?" Xiao Ling'er pouted. "I thought you wouldn't be able to hold on and would come to me to borrow money to pay off your debts."

"What do you mean I won't be able to hold on? You're underestimating me." Master Ning said irritably, "Even if I can't hold on, I'll just keep going back to your Sister Jiu Jiu. Go back to you? How much money do you have?"

"I have!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ning Yuan retorted mercilessly, "How much could you possibly have... Oh ho, I almost forgot you majored in finance... Ning the Great Stock Trader? You probably used all that New Year's money to invest in stocks."

"..."