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

Chapter 76: A younger brother is a younger brother, continuing to help the poor

Nine o'clock in the evening, on the banks of the Huangpu River.

As the banquet was coming to an end, Jiang Qing politely declined the investment company representatives who surrounded her and left early with Chen Duling.

Jiang Qing glanced at the news online and stopped paying attention. He just looked at the pouting emoticon sent by Meng Ziyi and the dialog box that showed no message from Zhou Ye. He knew that a certain girl might be jealous at this moment.

But in fact, before today, he himself had never thought that such a situation would occur.

The appearance of Chen Duling was an unexpected surprise to him. Although they knew each other's feelings, time passed and he also fell in love with other girls.

He couldn't figure out the current situation for a while.

The current situation was something he had never experienced before, and it felt much more complicated than those code algorithms.

Now, we can only take one step at a time.

They came to a relatively less crowded shore, listening to the occasional sound of the whistle as they walked aimlessly along the shore.

When the evening breeze by the river lifted up Chen Duling's skirt, she suddenly remembered the night when she fled in a hurry five years ago.

At this moment, Jiang Qing was standing half a step away, and from time to time he would brush against her bare shoulders as he walked, just like the corner of clothes they missed at the debate dinner that year.

"The sycamore catkins from the Nanshen area back then should have covered the entire playground by now, right?"

Chen Duling pokes at the pebbles with the tip of her shoe, and the moonlight flows across her delicate collarbone, winding like a river.

Do you remember the night of the final?

"During the dinner, the air conditioner suddenly stopped working properly and stopped working for a while."

Jiang Qing suddenly responded, pursing her lips unnaturally in the moonlight.

"You took off your suit jacket and draped it over the back of a chair. There was a blue fleur-de-lis embroidered on the lining."

Chen Duling suddenly stopped and looked up at him, surprise flashing in her eyes.

She didn't expect that Jiang Qing had been paying attention to her, just like she had never told him that after she left the celebration party that night, she had actually been hiding in the fire escape to watch him socialize. She saw him surrounded by stars in the center of the party, and she left reluctantly until the taxi arrived.

Jiang Qing's shadow slowly came up, carrying with it the faint aroma of champagne.

"Later, I actually wanted to go and meet you in person."

"Dr. Jiang!"

"Ahhh! It really is God Jiang!"

"I'd say it was him, his height is so noticeable!"

Suddenly, shouts were heard from a distance. Several girls holding mobile phones were waving in their direction not far away, looking eager to come over.

Chen Duling instinctively turned sideways, and the moment her hair brushed the back of his hand, Jiang Qing had already taken off his suit and put it over her shoulders.

The residual body temperature on the fabric made her eyelashes flutter, and then she heard a smiling explanation from above her head.

"A popular female star meets the most handsome man in the tech world. This headline is enough to keep marketing accounts going for three days."

"Let me correct you, I'm not a famous female star, I'm just an unknown celebrity."

"I still have reservations about you being the most handsome guy in the tech world."

Chen Duling raised her eyes and glanced at him, pretending to be calm.

She didn’t know if it was because the body temperature remaining in her clothes was too high, but she felt her whole body was slightly hot and she had some strength left.

They turned into the riverside trail in tacit understanding, and the shadows of the trees cut the moonlight into pieces.

Chen Duling counted the pattern on the fifth floor tile and finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind all night.

"I watched Taohuawu. The girl named Zhou Ye is very cute and pretty."

"And Ziyi, we met at an event before, she has an interesting personality."

She glanced at Jiang Qing beside her and saw the tip of his leather shoes suddenly slip on the cobblestones. This flaw was enough for her to see the answer she wanted.

The river boat 20 meters away was blasting its horn. She counted three heartbeats by the sound of the whistle, and suddenly pointed at the Ferris wheel with lights on on the opposite bank and laughed.

"Does it look like that year?"

"Dudu."

Jiang Qing interrupted her, his eyes darker than the river water at the moment.

Chen Duling was slightly startled, and looked up to meet his eyes as if she sensed something.

This seemed to be the first time he called himself that.

She saw that Jiang Qing's expression suddenly became gentle.

"When we were filming Taohuawu, Xiaoye suddenly asked me one day if I became popular after the show, would I consider pursuing a career in the entertainment industry?"

"She said she could negotiate with the director of the next film. The second or third male lead roles might be difficult, but a supporting role with more screen time should be no problem..."

He paused, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"At that time, she treated me as a poverty alleviation target and didn't know my identity."

Chen Duling's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

She understood what Jiang Qing wanted to express, and her heart was instantly filled with regret.

If I had been able to disregard everything at that time, would everything be different now?
But her mind wouldn't allow her to do so. She thought she should become better to be worthy of standing by his side.

But five years later, she only realized today that the heights Jiang Qing could reach in the future would be difficult for her to achieve even if she became a world superstar.

"Well, what a brave girl."

"Please introduce us to each other next time you have the chance."

Even though her heart was filled with turbulent emotions, Chen Duling still raised her pretty face and smiled at Jiang Qing.

She was no longer the person who would retreat because of lack of confidence, especially after confirming Jiang Qing's feelings.

"Ah."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

Now it seems that the five years have not been wasted.

Looking at the smile on Jiang Qing's face, a cunning look suddenly flashed in Chen Duling's eyes.

The night wind, accompanied by the moisture of the river water, became increasingly sticky. When she turned around, she deliberately got her high heels stuck in the cracks between the bricks, and fell to the flower bed beside her.

The strength with which Jiang Qing held her waist was completely different from the gentleman's hand that held her waist lightly at the celebration party five years ago.

"Be careful."

His breath brushed against the back of her neck, tickling it.

"There's no camera here for you to throw it in front of."

Chen Duling squatted down to adjust her skirt and brushed her fingers across his leather shoes that were stained with grass debris.

From this angle, she could see Jiang Qing's tense jawline, the same nervousness as when he said "Yan Zhi You Li" in the debate competition that year.

"Dr. Jiang."

She raised her face and let the moonlight cover her swan neck.

“If there were cameras now, what do you think the audience would expect to happen?”

She saw Jiang Qing subconsciously take half a step back.

As expected, a younger brother is a younger brother.

Chen Duling stood up with a smile and stuffed the suit back into his arms.

"I'm just kidding. Take me back to the crew hotel." As she turned around, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, forming a shallow arc.

"it is good."

Jiang Qing was stunned by Chen Duling's sudden decision and responded subconsciously.

Seeing that she had walked away, he hurried forward and followed her closely.

As his eyes fell on her, the exquisite curves of her back swayed in the moonlight, making him a little distracted.

The surface of the river reflected the two people's shadows, which were sometimes far away and sometimes near, just like the same-frame shots in the debate videotape five years ago that were always half a frame apart.

Chen Duling counted the sound of Jiang Qing's footsteps half a step behind, and suddenly remembered what a director had said.

A true master never uses brute force to steal the spotlight.

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The next day, February 6th.

The Chinese restaurant is where the recording takes place.

The morning mist in Guizhou has not yet dissipated, but the moisture from the Li River has already climbed up the glass windows of the Chinese restaurant.

Zhou Ye mechanically wiped the bar counter for the third time, the rag drawing repetitive tracks on the wood grain, just like his fingertips that kept sliding down while browsing Weibo last night.

"Yezi, the bamboo rice is getting cold."

Gong Jun held the bowl and waved it in front of her eyes, but the steaming heat could not melt the frost under her eyes.

Tan Jianci came over while biting a piece of sugarcane and joked, "Has our sweet girl changed to a cool and elegant style today?"

Just as Zhou Ye was about to put on a professional fake smile, the wind chimes at the door suddenly rang.

The moment she grabbed the menu and turned around, the wind from the Li River just happened to lift the door curtain.

Jiang Qing stood in the halo of June, with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, and the exposed wrist bones were still faintly cool from the airport air conditioning.

"Excuse me……"

Zhou Ye's voice froze the moment he saw the person coming, and the corner of the menu instantly rolled into a tube in his palm.

"Soy sauce chicken with lemon tea."

Jiang Qing walked forward and tapped the order book in her hand with his fingers, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Add some mango sago, it's high in sugar."

When Huang Xiaoming poked his head out from the back kitchen, he saw Zhou Ye's ballpoint pen tip piercing the paper.

Ning Jing's hand that was wiping the glass stopped in mid-air, and the wall of the glass reflected Gong Jun's mouth, which was almost grinning from ear to ear.

This young actor who just became famous because of "Word of Honor" was now silently screaming to Ding Zhen beside him with his mouth.

"The living Jiang Shen!"

"You...how..."

Zhou Ye dug his nails into the folds of the menu, and last night's Weibo entries kept looping in his mind.

Jiang Qing suddenly reached out and took the notepad she had pinned to her apron, and wrote two lines in a flamboyant style:

“航班CA1832 05:35-08:15”

"Taxi Gui C·X3688"

"From Pudong to Liangjiang Airport."

He unscrewed the cap of the lemon tea bottle, held it in his hand, and shrugged at her.

"It was enough to read 28 short essays, and by the way, I found out that someone unfollowed me on Weibo."

“So can you add me back now?”

"Teacher Zhou?"

Zhou Ye looked up suddenly and met his smiling eyes.

As far as she could remember, this was the first time Jiang Qing had been so proactive.

Tan Jianci suddenly whistled out of tune, and Yao Anna hurriedly turned off the tablet that was playing the CP mashup.

Jiang Qing touched Zhou Ye's small white shoes with the tip of his leather shoes.

"Now it's your turn to help the poor, Teacher Zhou."

He pointed at the green shadow under his eyes and forced a wry smile.

"For Stutter?"

Ning Jing suddenly slammed her apron on the counter.

"Brother Xiao Ming! I suddenly want to learn how to make soy sauce chicken!"

Huang Xiaoming understood what he meant and pulled Gong Jun away.

"Oh yes! Um...the kitchen exhaust fan needs repairing!"

In a blink of an eye, the only sound in the hall was the sound of the Li River.

Zhou Ye looked at Jiang Qing in front of him, and the sourness that had been submerged in the detergent foam last night suddenly surged up.

"Teacher Chen Duling..."

She was about to open her mouth when her mouth was blocked by lemon slices. Jiang Qing's fingertips were still stained with the coolness of the lemonade bottle, which made her shiver.

"She should be filming on the set now."

"Some things should be said by the person himself, right?"

"Teacher Xiao Zhou?"

Suddenly, Gong Jun's laughter was heard from the kitchen, followed by Tan Jianci's distorted singing.

“Once you miss some people…”

"cough……"

Huang Xiaoming's powerful cough interrupted the chorus in time.

Zhou Ye looked at the ticking second hand on Jiang Qing's watch and suddenly realized that he had changed his strap to a navy blue one.

It was exactly the same color of the bracelet she wore when she video-called him last time.

"Sit down first, I'll get you something to eat."

Zhou Ye suddenly smiled and raised his chin proudly.

"after all……"

She grinned, revealing a smile that Jiang Qing was familiar with.

“Poverty alleviation work must be done well.”

After saying that, she spun lightly and walked away briskly with her ponytail swinging.

She didn't feel sorry for him, she felt pity for him!
Hum ~

Looking at her back, the smile on Jiang Qing's mouth spread quickly, soon covering his entire face.

Faintly, he seemed to see the true form of the Samoyed.

(End of this chapter)