HuaYu14: Female celebrities are going too fast.

It's one o'clock now, and Zhang Ruonan has just finished lunch.

At that moment, she was standing in the photography studio, wearing a light blue dress, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket. She had just taken it out and hadn't even had a chance to look at it when the photographer shouted from the side:

"Ruonan, hurry up, the client is waiting for the drawings!"

"Coming, coming!" she replied, glancing quickly at her phone screen.

Zhou Xun: [Are you there?]

Seeing that it was a message from Zhou Xun, her heart skipped a beat. Her finger hovered over the screen for half a second before she typed:

[Yes, yes! What's up, Zhou Xun?]

After sending the message, Zhang Ruonan didn't wait for Zhou Xun's reply before putting her phone face down on the table and jogging back to the filming area.

The photographer was a man in his thirties, wearing a baseball cap. Perhaps it was the heat, but his tone was somewhat unfriendly.

"Zhang Ruonan, you're not acting right today. Your smile is too stiff. Can you be more natural?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me adjust it."

Zhang Ruonan took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the images of Zhou Xun in her mind.

Today she's shooting photos of new summer women's clothing from Taobao. Each set of photos costs 80 yuan, and she shoots more than a dozen sets in an afternoon, earning her a little over 1,000 yuan.

Tuition fees, living expenses, and money sent home all depend on these odd jobs.

"Okay, one more take. Yes, tilt your head slightly to the left, hands in your pockets..."

Zhang Ruonan tried hard to get into the zone, but all she could think about were the messages Zhou Xun had sent her.

"Stop!" the photographer called out. He put down his camera and walked over. "What's wrong with you today? You seem distracted. Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, really it's okay," Zhang Ruonan waved her hands repeatedly.

The photographer looked at her for two seconds, then sighed.

"Alright, take a ten-minute break and adjust yourself."

Zhang Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief and picked up her phone.

Zhou found it:

[I've recently had some free time. Do you still remember your offer to let me come to you for acting lessons?]

When Zhang Ruonan saw this message, she almost jumped up on the spot.

She stayed here alone to work, feeling lonely, isolated, and helpless.

In addition, I saw that photo on Zhou Xun's Weibo yesterday...

Zhang Ruonan: [It's true, it's true! When are you coming? I'll pick you up at the station!]

Zhou Xun: [Tomorrow?]

Zhang Ruonan: [Sure, I'm free tomorrow, all day.]

Zhou Xun: [Okay, I'll let you know once the tickets are booked.]

Zhang Ruonan stared at the brief conversation for a long time, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

"Pack it up, pack it up."

She put her phone face down on the table and turned back to continue filming.

This time she was in exceptionally good form, and the photographer praised her, saying she had "finally figured it out."

After the photoshoot, she said to the photographer, "Um... Brother Li, I'm not taking any jobs tomorrow, something came up."

The photographer, adjusting his equipment without looking up, said, "Okay, then you can have the slot for the day after tomorrow?"

"Not necessarily, we'll see when the time comes."

Zhang Ruonan spoke with a hint of uncertainty. Given Zhou Xun's abilities, she was genuinely unsure whether she would be able to stand up again the day after tomorrow.

……

Back in her dorm, the first thing Zhang Ruonan did wasn't to change her clothes, but to open her wardrobe.

She is once again faced with the age-old dilemma of "what to wear tomorrow".

Most of the items in my wardrobe are cheap things I bought on Taobao. The most expensive one is the white ripped dress I wore when I saw Zhou Xun last time.

She took out the dress and held it up against herself, then wondered if wearing the same dress was too deliberate.

"Never mind." She hung the dress back up. "This one will do. He might not even remember anyway."

Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang. Thinking it was Zhou Xun, her heart skipped a beat, and her face lit up with excitement.

She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Su Qingci. Her face fell, and she answered the phone.

"Ruonan, are you free tomorrow? I found a print order for you, 300 yuan a set, order five sets."

Zhang Ruonan sat down in the chair, holding her phone up to her face:

"No, senior, I have something to do tomorrow."

1,500 yuan is a lot, but it's not as much as Zhou Xun's.

"What could possibly be wrong with you? Aren't you going to make any money?"

Zhang Ruonan blushed and stammered, "Zhou Xun is coming tomorrow."

"Zhou Xun? What's he doing here?"

"He said he would come over and teach me acting when he had time."

Su Qingci raised an eyebrow, looked at Zhang Ruonan, and teased:

"In my opinion, teaching you acting skills is a pretense; what I really want to do is see you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Ruonan blushed.

"Just imagine, a rising star about to take off in the entertainment industry comes looking for you at this time..."

"Aren't you Zhou Xun's manager? Why haven't you gone to see him yet?"

Zhang Ruonan stopped her from continuing and began to change the subject.

"I'll go after I finish taking care of things here."

How fast?

Su Qingci raised an eyebrow:

"You're not even Zhou Xun's woman yet, and you're already worrying about him?"

Zhang Ruonan blushed: "Senior, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean, 'become his woman'?"

"Alright, stop pretending. Do you really think I can't tell you like him?!"

"Senior!" Zhang Ruonan said coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, I'm hanging up. I won't be going to your meeting tomorrow, you two lovebirds."

After Su Qingci finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruonan patted her flushed face with both hands.

Su Qingci's words kept echoing in my mind.

"Yes, why did Zhou Xun come to see her? Was it simply because they were childhood sweethearts?"

"impossible!"

She found the picture on Zhou Xun's Weibo in her photo album and looked at his face for a while.

Then zoom in to continue looking at the barely visible abs.

After looking at it for a dozen seconds, she nervously covered her phone screen with her chest.

"Zhang Ruonan, you came here to learn acting, not to seduce people."

She warned herself quietly, but her fingers still honestly released the photo again.

He chuckled foolishly.

Ding.

The WeChat notification sound startled her, and she almost dropped her phone.

After realizing what had happened, she wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, and then saw that the person who sent the message was Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun: [I'll go tomorrow afternoon, the bus is around 4 pm, and I'll arrive around 5 pm.]

[Okay! I'll come pick you up!] After sending the message, Zhang Ruonan added, [Still at the West Square? I'll wait for you there beforehand!]

Zhou Xun: [No need to answer, I'll take a taxi to your school. Just send me the address again.]

Zhang Ruonan thought for a moment and then didn't insist: "[Then I'll wait for you at the school gate!]"

Zhou Xun: [Okay.]

Zhang Ruonan stared at the word "okay," but felt a sense of reassurance in her heart.

Unlike those who pursued her, he didn't go to great lengths to find topics to chat about.

Zhou Xun speaks concisely and directly, without wasting words or being perfunctory, which makes her feel comfortable.

Straight men who pursued her: My friends, this girl is so beautiful, how can she be so hypocritical?

The next day, Zhang Ruonan woke up early, not naturally, but because she was excited.

She got out of bed to wash up, and then began to think about what clothes she should wear to see Zhou Xun today.

Once she made up her mind, she stood like a waiting stone, constantly watching the clock, hoping the hands would move faster.

Finally, at four o'clock, she packed her things and rushed to the school gate.

He turned his head and looked around, paying attention to every car.

Finally, perseverance paid off, and Zhang Ruonan finally met her love.

Zhou Xun got out of the car and walked straight to her side:

"Have you been waiting long?"

Zhang Ruonan shook her head: "No, I just arrived too."

"By the way, how many days are you staying here?"

"Four or five days, I guess!" Zhou Xun said. "I promised you, I'll teach you properly."

Zhang Ruonan's heart skipped a beat.

Five days.

That's enough to do a lot of things.