Romance Variety Show: Director, there's something wrong with my script!

As night deepened, the cool evening breeze of late summer swept through the town. Xu Zhiyi, her pretty face tense, deliberately avoided Lin Wanxing's gaze, still angry about the rehearsal that had just taken place.

Lin Wanxing's shoulders trembled from suppressing her laughter. She softened her tone and coaxed, "Okay, okay, I really didn't mean it. This role is perfect for you, it's like it was tailor-made for you."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because the scene of rehearsal just kept flashing through Xu Zhiyi's mind. The thought of her colleagues praising her performance made her speechless. She didn't like this elite persona at all.

"Actually, you're quite impressive, aren't you?" Chen Yuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, startling both of them.

"For example?" Lin Wanxing asked.

"Think about it, at such a young age, you're already the owner of an entertainment law firm, and you're also a knowledgeable lawyer. You're a frequent guest of many entertainment companies. Isn't that amazing?" Chen Yuan said earnestly.

He genuinely thought Xu Zhiyi was amazing, even one of the best among the ten guests.

With her in the top three, she's highly likely to secure the top two spots.

Xu Zhiyi hadn't expected Chen Yuan to see her that way. She nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, you have good taste."

"Um." Lin Wanxing thought about it seriously and realized that what Chen Yuan said was really true. Law firms like Xu Zhiyi's can earn a lot of money in a year, no less than celebrities.

"Ouch, I've become the clown," Lin Wanxing said sadly.

"You're amazing too. To be a top-tier singer at this age is truly remarkable," Chen Yuan exclaimed.

"Really? You have a good eye. I agree with what Zhiyi said." Lin Wanxing was very happy to hear that.

Xu Zhiyi wondered if she should give Chen Yuan a compliment, but after thinking about it, she realized she couldn't come up with the right words.

"You're very handsome." After a long pause, Xu Zhiyi said calmly.

"..." Chen Yuan was stunned. "Is this a compliment?"

"Mm." Xu Zhiyi nodded.

Chen Yuan was flattered and surprised. He was surprised that he was being praised.

The three quickly returned to the guesthouse, where everyone else had already returned and were busy with their own things.

After the photographer packed up his equipment and left work, Lin Wanxing and Xu Zhiyi went straight to their room to take a good shower and relax.

In the courtyard, Su Qingyuan and Zhang Jianjian were playing Go at the stone table. In the desert at night, some flying insects gathered and hovered under the courtyard lights.

Jiang Yichen, Ji Chengyu, and Lu Zeyan sat around discussing work, while Shen Zhici sat on a swing in the corner looking at sheet music; the scene was quiet and pleasant.

"Chen Yuan~~" Meng Shuran walked out of the corridor like a ghost, put her hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You've made me suffer so much."

Chen Yuan slapped her hand away: "I can see that now, you're practically a ghost. By the way, aren't we supposed to order someone to sing karaoke tonight?"

"Yeah, we've selected several handsome guys to come up on stage for interaction," Meng Shuran said excitedly, then her face fell. "I'm too busy, my back aches, I'll let you have it tomorrow, I can't handle this kind of situation."

"Okay, I see." Chen Yuan agreed with a smile, chatted with Meng Shuran for a while, and then went back to his room.

Back in his room, Chen Yuan put the Crescent Bay manuscript into a drawer, pondering to himself.

I'll be practicing singing with Jiang Yichen and Lin Wanxing on Friday, and then I'll be performing on stage this weekend. I should have no problem winning the toy car prize.

As he was thinking, his gaze swept across the table and he noticed several unfamiliar packages, which piqued his curiosity.

Upon opening it, he found a black outfit covered in the "Black Horse Motors" logo, and then he remembered that it was a gift from the sponsor.

"Goodness, this design is way too blatant," Chen Yuan complained, wondering if Lin Wanxing and Jiang Yichen should also wear it.

After putting down the clothes, he found a task card under the packaging, which required him to prepare a different gift for each of the five female guests after the weekend arts festival.

"What about the reward?" Chen Yuan muttered, realizing that there was no reward for this mission. However, the mission was simple. He had seen many figurine shops and cultural and creative shops at the market during the day, so it wouldn't be difficult to pick out five gifts that he liked.

Today felt exceptionally long for everyone. By 11 p.m., the guesthouse was completely quiet as everyone drifted off to sleep, with only the intermittent chirping of insects.

At the same time, the recorded version of "30 Days of Heartbeats" began to be uploaded to the backend.

This episode continues the story of the resort, and numerous leaked photos have already circulated online, leaving viewers eagerly anticipating its release.

At midnight, the new episode was officially released, and the number of views soared. Related topics quickly became trending topics, and it was another night for fans to stay up all night to watch the latest episode.

Silent all night.

On Thursday morning, everyone started their new day's work.

Chen Yuan didn't switch shifts with Meng Shuran; he spent the entire morning at the music stall taking song requests and stamping documents.

They were busy until noon, then went back to the guesthouse for lunch, and then headed straight to the coordination center for rehearsals.

Today, Chen Yuan still devoted most of his time to rehearsals with Jiang Yichen and Lin Wanxing, while he worked on perfecting the score.

An hour before the end of the rehearsal, the performance team leader, A Lei, delivered the sheng and guqin he had requested.

"Have you decided on the setlist for your solo concert?" A-Lei asked.

Jiang Yichen nodded and announced the songs he and Lin Wanxing would perform.

After writing it down, A Lei looked at Chen Yuan and asked, "What's your band's repertoire?"

"Crescent Bay," Chen Yuan replied.

A-Lei was stunned, then asked for confirmation, "It's called 'Crescent Bay'?"

"That's right."

Although A-Lei had never heard of this song before, she still carefully registered it down, secretly wondering if she really didn't remember it and thinking about searching for it when she got back.

After A Lei left, Lin Wanxing and Jiang Yichen stared at Sheng and Banjiuqin with curiosity on their faces.

"How do you use these two instruments?" Jiang Yichen asked, flipping through the sheet music. "Are you planning to use them to compose music?"

"Let me demonstrate, mainly to integrate with the guitar to add a sense of depth." Chen Yuan picked up the instrument, walked onto the stage, and turned on the recording equipment.

The clear, melodious tune of the dove harp brightened their eyes.

Following that, Chen Yuan performed a sheng (a type of Chinese mouth organ), and the combination of the two created a unique and charming effect.

Jiang Yichen and Lin Wanxing were dumbfounded. Sheng was notoriously difficult to play, yet Chen Yuan was able to handle it so skillfully.

"I really want to know what he created before," Jiang Yichen exclaimed sincerely.

Lin Wanxing chimed in, "He seems to be an all-around creative talent."

"Perhaps it's just a flash in the pan, or perhaps it's the rise of a top-notch creator," Jiang Yichen murmured.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan recorded several melodies he needed, copied the audio, and prepared to refine the arrangement later that night. Since he was going to sing it, he wanted it to be as perfect as possible.

After the rehearsal, Chen Yuan and Meng Shuran switched roles at work in the afternoon, with Chen Yuan becoming a puppet.

During the 30-minute break between the dolls, he strolled around the market, looking for a gift for the female guest so he could prepare it in advance and avoid having to scramble to find one at the last minute.

Chen Yuan walked past several small trinkets stalls, about to make a selection, when suddenly a commotion arose in the distance. He looked up and saw Xu Zhiyi in the procession sitting on a white horse, slowly riding towards him.

As Xu Zhiyi passed by Chen Yuan, she glanced at him curiously before looking away and leisurely riding her white horse away.

"..." Chen Yuan felt ignored.