Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 87 Jingwei Spreads Its Wings
Although Yu Hua was already prepared to use "I'm fine with anything" as a shield when she said it, these days it's easy for a man and a woman to gossip if they're alone at night.

But on the way back, he still felt awkward everywhere. The strange atmosphere in the car made him feel like he should be under the car, not inside it.

Yu Hua didn't have any objection to this kind of thing. After all, everyone was in the same boat, and he couldn't very well laugh at someone else's shortcomings.

This light bulb is just so annoying.

So when they arrived at the door of that shabby rental house, Yu Hua couldn't wait to stop the car and fled.

Zhang Yan checked the house number briefly through the window, planning to send the payment to Yu Hua later—most intellectuals these days are still a bit pretentious, and it's easy for them to feel awkward talking about money face-to-face.

The car became increasingly silent on the rest of the journey, not out of embarrassment, but because no one wanted to break the unspoken understanding.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the sports school's swimming pool that Zhang Yan spoke up, saying, "I've just started learning photography, so my photos might not be very good."

Tao Hong shook her head, took the initiative to push open the passenger seat and get out of the car, heading straight for the northeast corner of the swimming pool.

Zhang Yan quickly grabbed his camera, got out of the car, and followed.

Tao Hong found a spare key in a nearby flower bed and quickly opened the side door of the swimming pool.

Although the temperature control system was turned off, there was still a strong sense of warmth when I pushed the door open.

Tao Hong turned on the auxiliary lights near the diving platform, and the soft light shone down from above, giving the nearby pool a warm glow.

Tao Hong walked to the diving platform, squatted down, reached out to test the temperature of the pool, and turned to Zhang Yan, saying, "When we first joined the synchronized swimming team, this swimming pool didn't exist yet. Back then, we could only practice desperately in cold water until we were exhausted or couldn't hold on any longer."

As she spoke, she flicked the water again and said, "Children who performed well would receive a piece of candy, or one of those domestically made chocolates. Although it was just a little encouragement, it was better than nothing. But back then, we really put in our best effort to practice, unlike now..."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes slightly, as if mourning the past.

Zhang Yan squatted down next to her and asked, "Is the atmosphere in the synchronized swimming team different now?"

Tao Hong shook her head and said, "Ever since 'Tianjin Wei' became a hit, everyone's been restless. Several of the actors have been ostracized to varying degrees, especially me..."

As she spoke, she turned to Zhang Yan and smiled sweetly, "But I don't regret it at all, because I really love acting, and I really love Teacher Zhang!"

Before Zhang Yan could say anything, she stood up and said, "Alright, it'll get even colder if we don't get in the water soon—Teacher Zhang, could you turn on the headlights?"

"Headlights?"

Zhang Yan asked doubtfully, "Won't this attract the night patrol?"

"It shouldn't be a problem to drive for a short while."

Tao Hong brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "I want Teacher Zhang to see it more clearly—you haven't seen our synchronized swimming team perform by the pool yet, have you?"

That's true. When we were casting the actors, everyone was too shy to get too close.

Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment, but still went over and turned on the headlights. When he turned around and looked at the diving platform again, he saw that Tao Hong was completely naked and carefree.

The girl was as fast as ever at taking off her clothes.

"This……"

Zhang Yan picked up the camera hanging around his neck, showed it to Tao Hong, and hesitated, "Is this appropriate?"

"I don't have the key to the locker room."

As Tao Hong spoke, she stepped onto the diving platform, which was more than half a meter high, and generously showed off her agile figure to Zhang Yan, saying, "I believe that you, Teacher Zhang, will definitely not let others see these photos—and as I just said, I want you to see them more clearly."

Her voice revealed her complete trust in Zhang Yan.

As he spoke, he turned around to face the swimming pool, slowly raised his arms, and showed Zhang Yan his body, which he had trained in the water for many years.

Although he couldn't see her face, Zhang Yan could still sense a kind of 'martyr' emotion from her unwavering movements.

Zhang Yan subconsciously picked up his camera and took a picture of the back of the camera. If he had to name this photo, he would most likely call it "Jingwei Spreading Its Wings".

Knowing full well that there would be no gain, they still rushed headlong into the sea without hesitation...

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The next morning.

Chen Hong was looking through the script that the production team of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" had just sent when she heard a knock on the door.

She got up and opened the door a crack, but before she could see who was outside, she heard a loud sneeze.

"Honey?" Chen Hong opened the door in surprise, looking at the listless Zhang Yan outside, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing much, I guess I saw you were feeling lonely with a cold, so I just... Achoo!"

As Zhang Yan spoke, he sneezed again, feeling like his nose was about to burst. He quickly went inside, grabbed some tissues, wiped his nose vigorously, and then asked, "Have you finished your fever reducer?"

"No, there's still half left."

"That's perfect, no need to waste it."

As Zhang Yan spoke, he rummaged through the cold medicine and asked, "I'm much heavier than you, so should I increase... Achoo, increase the dosage?"

"Should I go ask the doctor?"

As Chen Hong spoke, she walked over to help him find the cold medicine, but as soon as she got behind Zhang Yan, she suddenly seemed to be frozen in place, her eyes fixed on the back of Zhang Yan's neck.

There were two rather obvious hickeys there.

That damn little slut is provoking me again—if she wasn't deliberately provoking me, how could a hickey appear in a place like this?

Chen Hong was furious. She had originally thought that since she couldn't control Zhang Yan, she might as well turn a blind eye to his cheating.

But if Tao Hong's repeated provocations aren't taught a lesson, wouldn't that little hussy become even more arrogant?
At this moment, Zhang Yan noticed that she had suddenly stopped moving, and turned around in confusion to ask, "What's wrong?"

Chen Hong quickly composed herself and said, "It's nothing, I'll go to a nearby clinic to ask—you lie down and rest for a while, and take your medicine when I get back."

"Oh~"

Watching Chen Hong hurriedly leave, Zhang Yan, though unaware of the mark on the back of her head, guessed that she had most likely noticed something.

Or rather, she already knew what was going to happen.

Zhang Yan clicked his tongue, but this time he didn't feel regretful, which was rare. It was mainly because Tao Hong had left such a deep and shocking impression on him yesterday that he would really regret missing that scene.

Seeing the script on the table, he casually flipped through it. The plot of Diao Chan was based on the original novel, with only some scenes added and refined.

One of the scenes involved Diao Chan seducing Lü Bu.

However, it was specifically noted that only the shoulders would be exposed at most, and considering the TV series "Dream of the Red Chamber" directed by Wang Fulin, Zhang Yan felt relieved.

He took off his shirt, sat on the bed, and was about to take off his pants when he suddenly noticed a bright red mark on his lower abdomen, which stung slightly when touched.

It's probably a ruptured capillary.

I don't know if it was because I turned off the headlights yesterday, jumped into the water in the wrong way, or because I repeatedly slapped the water with my abdominal muscles afterwards.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he had caught a cold, otherwise he would have definitely given himself away when he sweated it out at night—although they both knew the truth, it would be rather impolite to bring the evidence home.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, and Zhang Yan quickly crawled into bed.

When Chen Hong pushed open the door with soy milk, he rushed to ask, "When are you joining the crew? I'll take you there then."

The scenes depicting Dong Zhuo's usurpation of power were filmed at the Zhuozhou Film and Television City in Hebei Province, which is not far from the capital.

"About three days later."

Chen Hong said, "Director Wang Fulin hopes that I can join the crew as soon as possible so that I can get used to working with the other actors. Actually, I don't have many scenes, and I estimate that I can finish filming before the end of the year."

Zhang Yan frowned, remembering the scene where the shoulders were exposed, and said, "Then remember to bring some cold medicine with you, so you don't catch a cold because the costume is too thin."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed that Chen Hong took out a strip of pills from a plastic bag and then scraped off the sugar coating from each pill with her fingernail.

"What are you doing?"

"nothing."

Chen Hong turned her head and smiled brightly: "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease—anyway, this isn't for you, it's for us women."

"Oh~"

Zhang Yan was feeling dizzy and didn't think much of it. After drinking the soy milk, he took the medicine as prescribed and also took a tranquilizer. So he fell asleep not long after.

After he fell asleep, Chen Hong covered half of her face with a silk scarf, quietly went downstairs, and boarded the bus heading to Muxiyuan Sports School.

(End of this chapter)