Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 31 Escape
After returning to Taohuawu, Jiang Qing returned to his previous state. Every day, apart from cooking, he would hang out at 650 and then walk the dog.

Of course, this dog is a real dog.

Meng Ziyi brought her dog over, and what was interesting was that her dog named Chocolate was inexplicably close to Jiang Qing. Whenever it saw him, it would follow him closely and follow him wherever he went. This made Meng Ziyi jealous, and she yelled at it to just live with Jiang Qing.

After two days of rest and adjustment, the program team seemed to have found its direction. Except for Jiang Qing, everyone found their own things to do.

Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi opened a bakery, Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin ran a supermarket, Li Xueqin, Lamu, Yangzi, Wang Sulong, and Guo Qilin continued to expand and strengthen their 650 radio station, Zhou Jie and Shu Qi built a meditation room, Ou Ou focused on knitting sweaters for trees, and Chen Chen Chen continued to experiment with new performance art...

In short, everyone seemed very busy, except Jiang Qing, who had nothing to do all day, wandering around here and there, looking like he was in a leisurely vacation state.

A week later, Chen Chen Chen started his second attempt at performance art, which resulted in another conflict with Zhang Han. This time, Jiang Qing ignored him and just watched from the side.

The difference is that this time, only Lai Guanlin left with Zhang Han.

Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi chose to work with everyone and cooperate with Chen Chenchen to complete the performance art that day because it was Chen Chenchen's birthday.

Girls are always softer at heart.

In Jiang Qing's opinion, the conflict between Zhang Han and Chen Chenchen is actually a good thing. It also makes Chen Chenchen understand what he really wants, and he voluntarily resigns as the head of the dock after this performance art.

After Chen Chen Chen stepped down, the 15 of them held a vote, and Wang Sulong won by a large margin.

The reason for choosing him is simple. He will follow the ideas of the majority. Although he has no opinions of his own, he has good emotional intelligence and can act as a lubricant.

After he took office, it seemed that the entire program recording was no longer as aimless as before, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

The recording of Taohuawu is gradually coming to an end.

Unlike other people who are busy with their own things, Jiang Qing, who has been bored recently, has started to like fishing. He often sits by the artificial lake with his dog and a small stool for an entire afternoon. This ensures that Room 8 has fish to eat almost every day. Occasionally, when there is a good harvest, he can share it with Room 3 and Room 6, which has won him a lot of applause.

As a new angler, Jiang Qing almost never comes up empty-handed.

That afternoon, Jiang Qing, as usual, came to the artificial lake with his fishing rod and dog to start his leisurely fishing time.

The chirping of cicadas in early summer is wrapped in the sultry heat, and golden spots on the lake surface are dancing around the fishing float.

Jiang Qing bent his long legs and sat on a folding stool, the fishing rod turning a beautiful arc between his fingers.

Meng Ziyi's chocolate was lying at his feet, and her wet nose would occasionally rub against his rolled-up trouser legs.

He heard the grass rustling behind him as the line suddenly trembled.

"Jiang Qing, how was your harvest today?"

With a voice as clear as a spring and a smile on his face, Zhou Ye came to him, carrying a small bamboo basket.

The hem of her floral skirt was lifted up and down by the wind, like a restless dandelion.

Jiang Qing's hand holding the fishing rod paused.

The moment the buoy sank, Zhou Ye was already squatting beside him, and the hem of her skirt swept across the wet bluestone platform, splashing tiny water droplets.

"Wow! This one is huge!"

Her eyelashes fluttered as she exclaimed, her fingertips unconsciously grasping the cuffs of his shirt rolled up to his elbows.

"Be careful, Xiaoye."

Jiang Qing shook his wrist lightly, and a crucian carp with gleaming silver scales broke out of the water.

"Hee~"

The water droplets splashed on Zhou Ye's bare shoulders, and she laughed softly, and the ends of her ponytail brushed across his forearm, leaving behind the fragrance of gardenia.

At this moment, Chocolate suddenly stood up and used his claws to leave a few plum blossom prints on the hem of her skirt.

Zhou Ye tried to block it in a panic, and the bamboo basket overturned, and two glass bottles covered with water vapor rolled out.

"This is some iced sour plum soup I brought you. The bottle is dirty!"

She bit her lower lip in annoyance, her fingertips stroking the condensed water droplets on the bottle.

Jiang Qing took the still cool bottle, and the metal bottle cap made a crisp sound when it was unscrewed in his palm.

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong inside."

"Thank you, Ono."

He smiled indifferently at the girl in front of him, then tilted his head back and gulped the wine down into his mouth.

Cool!
The chilling feeling made Jiang Qing shiver and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Compared to your cooking, I can only make these simple things."

Seeing Jiang Qing's reaction, Zhou Ye curved his eyes happily, his ponytail swaying gently behind his head in the wind.

"With this, we should be able to catch two more fish today." Jiang Qing shook the bottle in his hand at her and chuckled.

"hey-hey……"

Zhou Ye laughed heartily, his smile even brighter than the sunshine at that moment.

Looking at the familiar smile, Jiang Qing's mouth corners couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Smiles are contagious.

Zhou Ye picked up the small stool he brought with him and placed it next to Jiang Qing. He sat down lightly and looked at the lake with him.

The moment she sat down, the fragrance of gardenia entered Jiang Qing's nostrils, making his heart flutter.

Zhou Ye suddenly became quiet and just stared at the lake in silence.

Jiang Qing seemed to sense something, glanced at her delicate profile, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Jiang Qing, before recording Taohuawu, had you never been exposed to the profession of actor?"

In the silence, Zhou Ye suddenly looked at him sideways, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Jiang Qing tilted his head and thought for a moment, and a cold face suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Yes."

He remembered that she was not yet an actress at that time.

"Is that so? Then what do you think of the profession of actor?"

The question seemed like a casual chat, but Zhou Ye's hands on her knees, clutching the hem of her skirt, revealed her nervousness.

Jiang Qing recalled the scene when he watched them filming a commercial for Taohuawu and nodded slightly.

"It's okay, quite interesting."

He looked at the girl in front of him with eyes full of expectation and told the truth.

"Then... have you ever thought about trying to be an actor?"

Jiang Qing's answer made Zhou Ye's eyes light up, and he excitedly raised his little face and moved closer to him.

"You will definitely gain a certain amount of attention after the show airs. My next drama has already been confirmed and will start filming in August."

"If...I mean if."

"If you're interested in acting, I can recommend you to the director. The second or third male lead roles might be a little difficult, so I can try my best to secure them. But a major supporting role with decent screen time should be no problem."

"Do you... want to try it?"

Without waiting for Jiang Qing to answer, Zhou Ye continued hurriedly.

She stared at Jiang Qing, the slight swallowing sound in her throat was drowned out by her suddenly accelerated heartbeat. Her left hand grasped the folds of her skirt, but her right knuckles lifted up against her will to tuck her falling hair behind her ears.

Her anticipation and nervousness were almost written on her face.

Jiang Qing just looked into her eyes and said nothing.

The noise of the 650 radio station auditioning in the distance made the silence even more deafening.

"Ono..."

Jiang Qing paused, and the last syllable faded into the scent of gardenias that suddenly approached Zhou Ye.

She reached out to brush the willow catkins off his shoulders, and the silver bracelet on her wrist brought a chill as it brushed against his neck.

"Don't rush to answer me. There's still some time before the recording ends. You can think it over carefully before telling me."

"After all, this is not a trivial matter."

She took a half step back, the smile on her little face extremely unnatural.

"I……"

"I'm going back now. I wish you a great harvest today. See you later."

"Bye-Bye!"

Zhou Ye didn't give him a chance to speak. He turned around and waved to him without looking back, then trotted away, leaving only a slim figure behind.

Silently, the breeze lifted the float on the fishing rod.

Chocolate suddenly barked at the water, startling a group of egrets, which fluttered across the sky.

Jiang Qing stood quietly for a long time, looking at the direction Zhou Ye left, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)