Chapter 74

  At night, Jiang Chuan boarded a plane to Fei City and called Ms. Yuan Mei after arriving home, briefly telling her about his recent schedule. After hanging up the phone, he also started packing his luggage... After everything was settled, he sat in front of the computer and checked his emails. Unexpectedly, he saw an email from the production team of "Mysterious Seeds" in his inbox - The email was very long, and the crew seemed to be unaware of Ms. Xu Qianqian's announcement that she would be starring in the show and were quite confused about it. They also expressed their hope that Jiang Chuan would still play this role... Jiang Chuan looked at the schedule arranged by the production team and regretfully found that the time conflicted with the post-production of "Star Fire". After weighing his options, he forwarded the email to Fang Yu, implying that he should take a look and figure out how to decline. At the same time, he also sent the email to Xu Qianqian - Of course, this was done without any other intention, simply to mock her a bit and hint to her to be less shameless.

  After finishing everything, I felt refreshed and clear-headed, shut down the computer, took a bath, and went to sleep with a beauty sleep.

  The next morning, the driver was already waiting downstairs. When I got in the car, I found that Mr. Agent wasn't there yet. Out of curiosity, I asked and learned that this guy overslept. The driver had to take a detour to pick me up first, then take another detour to pick him up. I was impressed by Mr. Agent's unprofessional spirit. With an hour left before boarding time, they finally picked him up at his house, which is 45 minutes away from the airport even if you speed - when Mr. Agent sat down in the car with a flourish, the young man with black hair sitting in the car with his eyes closed and wearing a flower-patterned steam eye mask said expressionlessly: "If we miss the flight, your salary will be deducted. No explanation."

  "Alright!"

  He gestured to the driver to hurry up and drive, and when the car sped away like an arrow, the young man with black hair in the back seat pulled down his eye mask, took out his phone and browsed the internet for a while. He looked at the Tianya BBS, looked at Weibo's 1.5-meter-tall dog owner, PO master, and various entertainment marketing Weibos, browsing through all sorts of true and false exposés. After finishing looking at everything, he really had nothing to look at, so he opened his email and took a glance. As a result, he was unexpectedly surprised to find that Xu Qianqian had replied to his forwarded email at 3 am, with just four words: What do you mean?

  After some thought, I replied casually: The player activated a skill and dealt you some damage. You are seriously injured. Do you want to release your soul?

  After finishing the reply, I turned off the power and prepared to enter the airport for boarding.

  When I arrived at the airport, it was already a fiery time. Due to the unexpected full flight, even if I had a first-class ticket, I would still be seated separately. I carefully took my ticket and prayed that the person sitting next to me wouldn't be a smelly giant while rushing to the gate with my luggage. When I boarded the plane, I found that my seatmate had already arrived. Fortunately, it wasn't a smelly giant, but unfortunately, it was a red-haired Mohawk.

  In my mind, "My Skateboard Shoes" was circulating, and my feet were unconsciously tapping to the beat, moving towards my position. I slightly narrowed my eyes and found that Mr. Killer, who was wearing sunglasses at this moment, seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed. When I sat down next to him, he seemed to have been startled awake, moved slightly, and took off his sunglasses, looking like he was ready to start - I, because public figures are always used to avoiding conflict, subconsciously said "Sorry" first, and as soon as I lowered my head, I met a pair of amber-colored pupils.

  Jian Ran: "......"

  KillaMatta: “……”

  Wrongly accused him, he is not a killer, but a pure foreigner - and also felt that this person looked familiar, after thinking about it, he suddenly remembered seeing this beautiful face in the newspaper, which was the German youth Xide.

  Yesterday, Jiang Chuan mentioned that he would participate in the performance of their costume drama, so I guess this is also rushing to H city to prepare for the opening?

  He sat down calmly, but couldn't help taking a few more glances at the other person, and then felt that his so-called "familiarity" was not what he had imagined: he always felt that this face he had seen somewhere before, not in newspapers or on TV, but in real life.

  But how could he have met Xide?

  Putting aside his doubts for the time being, he came back to himself and found that Xi De seemed to be staring at him too. Thinking that they would probably run into each other often in the future, he smiled at him in a friendly manner - if it weren't for the language barrier, he might have even greeted him or something. But since neither of them spoke the other's language, he simply prepared to smile and drop it, not expecting Xi De to stare at him for a while after smiling, then astonishingly say: "Uncle, you're here too."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  Forehead suddenly jumped up with a cruciform vein, really didn't think that someone could be so capable. One sentence, six words, two landmines: Firstly, he's only 24-26 years old, although rounding off is 30, but how can a 16-year-old youth call him "uncle"?! Secondly, damn it, this is an airplane, speak some taboos, what's the difference between saying "you're here too" and saying "is this plane going to explode"?

  His smile stiffened at the corner of his lips, and he stood up to consider whether to change seats with his agent. At this time, however, he heard Xi De say: "I know what 'urine' means now."

  Jian Ran: "What?"

  Jian Ran: "!!"

  He sat back down in his chair, looking like he had just been kicked by a donkey: "You can actually speak Chinese... wait, that's not the point. What you just said..."

  "That night, after sending you back, I was driven away by that guy who lives with you. You didn't stop him from driving me away either. Was it because I was angry and didn't understand what 'pee' meant at the time, so I didn't take you to the bathroom in time? But I still sent you home safely, yet you didn't even say a word of thanks to me, how heartless."

  The young man was indeed living up to his reputation as a singer, with a voice that was so pleasant it was deadly, even in everyday conversation. It had the unique femininity of a young man, but had already stabilized after puberty, making one wonder how he had managed to maintain such a good voice... He glanced around cautiously and found that no one seemed to have noticed him, so he quickly sat down and leaned in close, lowering his voice to ask the red-haired youth: "Was it you at the nightclub the night before last?"

  "Yes."

  It's really a dog's day. His lips twitched slightly: "Why would someone like you be in a place like that?"

  "It's fun." Said Sid succinctly.

  "Alright, young people of this age do indeed like to play... The old man thought for a moment and felt that he had thought of something, so he asked again: "So the young person I saw singing on stage earlier was also you?"

  At this moment, the black-haired young man unconsciously tilted his head closer to the boy beside him due to curiosity - without noticing that his unconscious action made the other's amber-colored eyes light up slightly, as if he had seen something interesting. He chuckled and replied irrelevantly: "You said I sing well."

  “……”

  He cleared his throat awkwardly, wanting to say that he was drunk and didn't count, but thinking again, wasn't this denying that the other person's singing was bad? It seemed a bit impolite, so in the end, he shut up like he had eaten a dumb loss.

  "Do you know me?" he asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly appear in front of me that day."

  He doesn't think he's really famous enough to be recognized abroad.

  However, unexpectedly, the red-haired youth sitting next to him narrowed his beautiful amber eyes and replied in a lazy yet meaningful tone, "I know", just as Jian Yan was about to be surprised, he heard the other party add: "Your things, domestically also have, because with me alike."

  Oh, that's just like the situation in China - during a certain period of time when Jian Ran was still popular, this German boy's popularity in mainland China almost rivaled that of Jian Ran.

  Here is the translation:

  Simple and straightforward answers, who knows how much stormy weather was hidden in them. Jian Yan couldn't help but feel a little emotional, completely not expecting that one day he would become famous overseas in this way. At this time, he didn't speak, and the young man beside him also quieted down - the two of them had known each other for less than thirty seconds from start to finish. Although from the very beginning, Xi De's answers were brief and to the point, they still "got along famously" - of course, this was Jian Yan's effort to steer the conversation away from the topic of "urine". Because this matter, he really didn't want to mention it at all, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't impulsively kill someone... Who would have thought that getting to know this young man who shared his own misfortune would be in such a way? With a sense of emotion, Jian Yan re-examined their previous conversation, and after thinking for a moment, decided to start a new topic that was safe and easy-going: "Don't you like talking?"

  "No."

  "Why do you always speak in short sentences?"

  "My Chinese is not good."

  "What was that long string you mentioned at the beginning?"

  "Made a good draft, memorized for a long time."

  "I heard you're going to act in a costume drama this time."

  "Uh-huh."

  "What if Chinese is not good? What about lines and post-production?"

  "Few lines, no post-production."

  "Oh, this is your first time acting, right? You used to be a singer?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Tired?"

  Xide raised his head and looked at the young man with black hair seriously, paused for a moment, and then opened his thin lips, "Tense."

  "Don't be nervous, just act as you like. I heard that the director this time has a very good temper and he should take better care of international friends like you."

  "You won't perform, so teach me then?"

  "Huh?"

  "Is it good?"

  "...He didn't know how the conversation had gotten to such a strange point, but under the gaze of the amber-colored eyes of the young man beside him, he couldn't say "no" no matter what. So after a few seconds, he could only nod his head and say, "Okay."

  No choice, for the sake of the motherland's people's warm hospitality image, make a sacrifice (......).

  At this time, the agent sitting in front of them seemed to have heard the sound of the conversation, turned his head to look at Jian Ran, and Jian Ran noticed his gaze and raised his hand to gesture to him - unexpectedly, Xǐ also curiously followed with a peek, giving the agent a stunning face with his handsome big star face.

  Fang Yu's eyes changed three times in a row -

  First of all shock: actually is Xi De?

  Then comes the confusion: how can you be chatting with Xide as if you've known each other for a long time?

  Finally, I despise you: Jiang Chuan had just left and you couldn't stay still, even on the plane you were flirting with others, and that son of a bitch is still underage, beast.

  He rolled his eyes at his agent, and by the time he turned back around, the red-haired boy sitting next to him had put his sunglasses back on and was sleeping with his head tilted to one side. He looked like he really needed some rest, so Jin Yan didn't want to disturb him anymore and started flipping through a magazine instead. Before long, the plane landed safely in H City. As they were about to disembark, Xier turned around and looked at Jin Yan with an extremely well-behaved expression: "Can we meet again?"

  Suddenly softened for a moment, smiled and replied: "We'll meet again soon."

  Xie De nodded slowly, then expressionlessly put on his sunglasses and was led away by his agent.

  After Xi De left, Fang Yu hurried over and didn't wait for him to speak, he immediately told him about the series of events that happened that night - of course, omitting the key plot point of "urine", Jian Ran used a long time to describe how good Xi De's singing was on the spot, his enthusiasm was so great that Fang Yu couldn't help but look at him with skeptical eyes: "When did you start appreciating music?"

  "...... I've always been yearning for, uh, art."

  "I'm getting more and more suspicious: 'I feel like there's a hidden plot'."

  "Nothing, where is it?!"

  I didn't expect Mr. Broker's thinking to be so scattered: "Yuan Zhenran, you sound particularly guilty, did you make it up? Before the wound on your lip corner that was bitten by someone else has healed - speak up, the person who rolled around with you that night wasn't some sexy little flower cat, but an underage little wild leopard, right?"

  Jian Ran: "………………I'm going to call the police."

  "Grab yourself? Don't be like that, you're just having a momentary slip-up, nobody thinks that."

  Jian Ran: "...... Wait till you see Jiang Chuan later, don't spout nonsense, I'm warning you."

  "Ah, which part? The part about the underage leopard or the part where you were chatting happily on the plane and your face was smiling like a chrysanthemum?"

  "I didn't smile so much that my face became a chrysanthemum."

  "It's also," said Mr. Broker after some thought, "more fitting to compare her to a sunflower, not only open but also radiant."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  ……

  When they arrived at the film and television base, it was already noon.

  The city is much hotter than City G. After checking into the hotel and washing his face, he changed into shorts and slippers, and followed the broker to join in the fun, wearing a pair of sloppy sandals - this brought him back to the carefree days when he was a mouse.

  When they found Jiang Chuan, the crew was busy setting up the scene - it seemed that the TV series had decided to start filming tomorrow morning, and everyone was preparing for work. It's true that every crew has a different atmosphere. This time, the director of the costume drama starring Jiang Chuan is quite well-known in the industry, surnamed Ding, nicknamed Ding Pao Pao - completely opposite to Jiang Luo Cheng's violent temper. The director this time is a nearly fifty-year-old fat man who is good-tempered when filming, talks nonsense often, and likes to mingle with the crew members, laughing and chatting. He also loves to give opportunities to newcomers or some has-been actors, known as Coach An Xi in the screenwriting circle.

  Coach Anxi and Jian Ran were familiar with each other, seeing him running over, he also put down his work to come over, his eyes smiled into a slit: "Oh, Nai Ge, how did you come?"

  Jiang Luocheng, a ruthless person, is quite disdainful of Ding Pao, a director who doesn't take things seriously. He thinks that the director's leniency is cruel to the film budget; while Ding Pao cannot agree with Jiang Luocheng's educational philosophy, as he believes that everything requires "education with love", and scolding will only make actors more tense and perform worse.

  Both actually make sense.

  Following Jiang Luocheng can exercise work efficiency, following Ding Pao can find fun in work - Jiang Chuan followed two drama teams with completely different styles as soon as he debuted, Fang Yu playfully called this "Ice and Fire Two Heavy Skies".

  I really like this director and I'm used to his style. Now that he's come over to greet me, I smiled and said: "Do I need to kneel down and say 'Ding Dada, please don't tease me'?"

  "Hey, what's with your motor mouth? What are you doing here?" Ding asked again, then turned his head to see Jiang Chuan walking towards them - at this time, Jiang Chuan had already put on makeup and was wearing the costume for the play, apparently preparing to take some promotional photos. Seeing Jin Yan and the others approaching, he exchanged greetings with the staff before walking over. Ding looked at his chosen male partner and patted his belly, only then remembering, "Oh, it's to take care of your junior Jiang Chuan, almost forgot you two are master-disciple brothers!"

  "That's it."

  "How about it? Want to come and run a dragon set? At that time, I can also add 'friendly appearance of Yuan Jinyan' on the actor's list to deceive some ratings——"

  "Great, great."

  "No money."

  “……”

  At this time, Jiang Chuan walked over and casually stuffed the heavy general's helmet in his hand into Jian Ran's arms. The latter was busy stretching out his hands to receive it, lifted his head to take a look at Jiang Chuan, and found that he also couldn't bear the heat of the day. His face was sweating profusely. Jian Ran held the helmet with one hand and handed over the ice-cold mineral water he had taken from the hotel to Jiang Chuan. The latter didn't even look at it as he took it, twisted it open, and drank two big mouthfuls, emptying half of it. Then, seemingly very comfortable, he let out a long sigh, twisted the mineral water bottle back on, and handed it back to the young man with black hair. The latter held the water bottle in one hand and the helmet in the other, asking: "Hot?"

  "Want to give it a try?" Jiang Chuan glanced at him and said.

  "Wait, I'll bring you my small fan later?"

  Jiang Chuan seemed to have carefully thought about what "small fan" was, and after thinking about it, his face turned black: "Forget it, like a big girl."

  "Haha, you're just a big girl."

  Two people, one move, one action, directly stunned the director, agent and assistant beside them - when Ding Pao was called away by the crew, Jiang Chuan's little assistant pulled Fang Yu and asked in a particularly helpless tone: "Fang Ge, why do I feel like Ran Ge is about to fire me?"

  "Don't mind them, this state won't last for five minutes."

  Fang Yu curled up his lips, and just as he finished speaking, the next second he heard Jiang Chuan's voice ringing out slightly louder from not far away.

  Jiang Chuan: "If you're told to sit there then sit there, if you're told to go die will you go or not? Won't change seats?"

  "Hey, what's wrong with you? We just met by chance, why are you yelling at me? Besides, why should I change seats? They're not infected or anything. That night, they even kindly sent me back home and got kicked out by you. When I woke up, you didn't mention it either. Today, I'm like a stupid fool..."

  "That's my home, can't I drive it?"

  "Am I focusing on the wrong thing? My point is, why didn't you tell me that he was the one who sent me back that day? I should also thank him properly, so as not to appear too rude."

  "I forgot."

  "You're doing it on purpose!"

  Jiang Chuan: "Huh, what's it to you?"

  "Damn it, bullying a drunkard makes you what kind of hero?"

  Jiang Chuan: "I'm a little man. Bring me some water and I'll take another sip."

  He handed the half bottle of water in his hand to the man with a heavy resentment, who took it and drank it empty, then threw it into a nearby trash can, turned around and asked "Is there any more", the young black-haired man replied "No" with a violent face, and then threw his helmet back into his arms.

  Little Assistant: “......”

  "I told you so."

  The two gods who were stuck together just a second ago are now dispersing in different directions. One of them puts on his helmet again and walks towards the already set up scene with steady steps after being called by the crew members; The other one seems to have Godzilla under his feet, wearing slippers "baa baa" rushing back, just standing still, seeing his own broker and little assistant looking at him with a residual expression, raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

  Peaceful days' Ran Ge is different.

  The little assistant shook his head in terror and ran to find Jiang Chuan, leaving the agent alone to face the ominous aura. Fortunately, the agent was already used to it: "You're making a fuss about being on the same plane for an hour? It seems that Jiang Chuan really doesn't like that Xi De at all. I wonder if he knew you were still kissing that underage wild cat until your lips were bruised two nights ago..."

  "Shut up!" Jianyan stretched out his hand and poked the broker's chest, "The price of being a cheap mouth is no year-end bonus!"

  Fang Yu smiled happily, indicating that he had found a way to threaten Jian Ran that was very pleasant.

  ……

  In the evening, as usual, there was a big dinner gathering before the crew started filming. With Ding Pao in attendance, the atmosphere of the dinner was very lively. Jian Ran, although not part of the crew, successfully managed to get a seat by "brushing his face" (a Chinese idiom meaning to take advantage of one's connections). If it were someone else, they might have felt embarrassed to be a freeloader and sit at the main table. However, since the male and female leads, director, screenwriter, and producer of this ancient costume drama were all familiar with Jian Ran and had good relationships with him, he immediately rushed over and sat down beside Jiang Chuan with a thud.

  After that unhappy parting in the morning, Jiang Chuan hadn't said a word to Zhen Ran.

  At this moment, Ding was making a battle declaration and successfully made the whole room applaud - this guy can go tell jokes in the future if he doesn't become a director... At the same time, Xi De sitting at the same table saw Jian Yan walk over, turned his head to smile at him and mouthed "Uncle". Jian Yan waved his hand at him, but as soon as he put it down, he felt Jiang Chuan move his chair away from him.

  The wife is unhappy now.

  Got it.

  He hastily shifted his attention back from Xi De and looked at Jiang Chuan with a forced smile: "I heard you guys are starting filming tomorrow?"

  Jiang Chuan listened to this question, which was like a waste of words, and originally didn't want to bother with it. However, since there were so many people sitting at the table, he couldn't really ignore them, or else who knows what gossip would spread again. After thinking for a moment, he slightly furrowed his brow: "Mm."

  "Are you in the play tomorrow?"

  Yes.

  "Are you watching?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "That night I'll find time to rehearse with you, and tomorrow's shoot will go more smoothly."

  "It doesn't matter."

  Suffered ruthless rejection.

  He rubbed his chin, not feeling particularly embarrassed or disappointed, and was thinking about how to start a better topic of conversation to get his wife to talk more. But at this moment, he suddenly felt someone lightly sitting down beside him on the other side. He was taken aback, turned his head around, and found that it was actually Xi De who had somehow switched seats with the original female lead and was now sitting beside him. Jian Ran turned his head around just in time to face him directly, and the latter smiled: "Uncle, I'm also going to shoot tomorrow."

  Jian Ran: "Oh, and then——"

  Xide: "Tell me, I don't recognize some of these characters."

  Jin Yan hadn't even had time to respond when he heard a clear, cold laugh from Jiang Chuan beside him. The sound was quite noticeable in the noisy restaurant, and Jin Yan knew that not only he but also the red-haired youth sitting next to him had heard it clearly - Hid's smile at the corner of his lips was slightly retracted, just as he was about to say something, when he saw Jiang Chuan turn around, look over the black-haired young man between them, and ask Hid in a cold tone: "Didn't bring a Chinese assistant?"

  Her amber eyes dimmed slightly: "I brought it, but I don't like him."

  Jiang Chuan heard this and didn't respond with a yes or no. Instead, he turned around to look at the young man with black hair beside him: "Do you like him?"

  "Is it?" Heide curled up his lips, "Can't I?"

  One careless moment and the handsome young man said "I like you", if it were in the past, I would have been overjoyed, but now my wife is sitting right next to me. Thinking about how we had a big argument just this morning because of the topic of "plane seatmates" and still haven't made up yet, and now this happens, it's simply...

  He felt as if there were thorns on his buttocks.

  He regretted coming.

  Jian Ran: "I..."

  Jiang Chuan: "No matter how much you like it, it's useless."

  "What?...... Ah, actually..."

  "Come to my room tonight."

  Jian Ran: "Huh?"

  "Isn't this a play for me?"

  The man threw down this sentence expressionlessly and then turned around to talk to others.

  The young man with black hair stood there, stunned, and it took him half a day to come back to himself and realize how he had managed to turn things around from being "miserably rejected" to walking the path of triumph.