Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

Yangyang Jin stood not far away and happened to see this scene. She didn't feel the sweet atmosphere of young love; instead, she felt like her head was about to explode.

Fortunately, there were no media reporters present, but it's impossible to guarantee that one of the staff members might have taken a picture without permission.

However, she had already prepared for this kind of incident.

Many staff members in the production crew don't rely on their fixed salaries at all; they earn a lot of illicit income.

Just find the person directly and buy out the deal.

On the way back, Yangyang Jin looked at the four people and said in a less than friendly tone, "What are you trying to do? Aren't you afraid someone will take pictures of you?"

"It was Tian Dabing who started it." Wang Churan pointed out Tian Xiwei without hesitation.

"Didn't you kiss her?" Tian Xi glared at her, then added, "Zhang Jingyi wanted to kiss you too."

Zhang Jingyi sat in the corner, silent, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Her heart was still racing from the kiss that had almost landed on her lips, and she felt a wave of fear for her impulsiveness.

Yang Yangjin sighed, not wanting to hold a denunciation meeting on the bus, and directly concluded: "Alright, you'll all have to go back and get a training course."

Wang Zhe asked, "Were you photographed?"

Yang Yangjin nodded: "There were two staff members, and they handled it all. There aren't many people over there."

There's no need to go into details about how it was handled.

Wang Zhe didn't press further. This was a job that Yang Yangjin was good at; otherwise, what would be the point of having her as his agent?

He changed the subject, saying, "Guo Xiaosi wanted me to sing the theme song for the movie, and I agreed. His staff will contact you later."

Yang Yangjin nodded and noted it down, then asked, "Is it the song you'll sing in the next episode?"

Wang Zhe shook his head: "The other song is called 'Underwater,' and I'll also give Ren Min two front-row tickets for the next episode."

Wang frowned and asked, "Why give her a ticket?"

  

Wang Zhe met her probing gaze and explained, "Listening to music? What else could it be! Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Wang Zhe, are you complaining that I'm making a fuss?" Wang said, about to cry.

"Didn't I complain about you being a nuisance before?" Wang Zhe retorted, but still explained to them, "Now that the movie is finished, let her relax and not get really depressed. She'll sing something really healing next time."

"It also helps promote the movie in advance, since how much money I make depends on how well it does at the box office."

"Who needs your explanation! I'm just your sister." After saying that, Wang Cheran looked at Zhang Jingyi on her left and then at Tian Xiwei on her right, and immediately pouted.

She grew angrier the more she thought about it, and leaned forward to punch Wang Zhe.

Why did you hit me?

"You deserve it!"

Neither Tian Xiwei nor Zhang Jingyi spoke, each turning their heads to look out the window, their minds racing.

……

11 pm.

Tian Xi turned slightly to the side, her back lightly against the dark wardrobe door, her arms crossed over her chest, looking coldly at the two women sitting on the bed.

Wang frowned and glanced at her, thinking to himself, "She clearly has a sweet face, so who is she trying to impress with this delinquent act?"

Zhang Jingyi also remained expressionless, looking down at her hands, lost in thought.

The three girls formed an irregular triangle, looking at each other without saying a word for a long time.

What happened this afternoon has laid bare the situation completely, and some things can no longer be glossed over.

Zhang Jingyi raised her head and spoke first: "You two should give up. I'm already with Wang Zhe."

Wang asked in fear, "When did this happen?"

"Second year of junior high."

Zhang Jingyi gave an irrelevant answer, revealing when she started liking Wang Zhe.

Tian Xi snorted coldly, "Do you think we're idiots?"

Wang Cheran rolled her eyes, this time with a wider arc than ever before: "Then why were you crying so hard last time?"

Zhang Jingyi didn't feel embarrassed at all and slowly said, "Isn't it okay for us to develop feelings for each other in the second year of junior high? We can confirm our relationship after the college entrance examination."

Tian Xiwei said directly, "Then I'll be here before you, so you two should withdraw."

"When are you going to do this?" Wang Cheran was completely exasperated. Why did they make their move so early? Wang Zhe is still just a child!

"It was his birthday last year."

Wang jumped up from the bedside, her eyes wide: "After I left?!"

Tian Xi nodded slightly, crossed her arms, turned her gaze to Zhang Jingyi, and a half-smile appeared on her lips: "Do you understand? You're the mistress."

Zhang Jingyi looked up at her, her eyes showing no sign of backing down.

She suddenly laughed, a chilling laugh: "But Wang Zhe told me you're just his sister. You didn't just unilaterally declare a relationship, did you?"

"He gave me his first kiss." Tian Xiwei said without changing her expression.

"It's just a kiss, and I've known him for six years," Zhang Jingyi retorted, not backing down an inch.

"Hmph~ I've known him since he was wearing diapers." Tian Xi raised an eyebrow dismissively.

Wang was completely numb. What was going on? The more she listened, the more she felt that she was at a disadvantage.

She added sullenly, "Qinghe has shares in my family; our two families are old friends."

For once, Tian Xiwei and Zhang Jingyi were in perfect unison, retorting in unison, "They've already arranged a marriage between their children!"

Wang froze and fell back onto the bed. After a moment of silence, she said slowly, "Then you two fight over it first. I won't let go."

Tian Xi stood up, her tone cold, as if she were giving a meeting summary: "The relationship that Wang Zhe and I established first, you two are out."

Zhang Jingyi's stubbornness was completely ignited by these words, and she stood up as well. Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was firm: "You think you can just quit like that? Does Wang Zhe even know about your relationship with him?"

Wang Churan lay on the bed, glanced at Zhang Jingyi, and nodded in agreement.

She rolled over and suddenly blurted out, "How about... we just go ask Wang Zhe?"

"Would it be useful to ask him?"

Tian Xiwei had already walked towards the door when she heard this. She turned around and looked at the two of them, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm: "Let's have a fair competition. Don't resort to dirty tricks. His identity can't be revealed anyway. Let's see who can make it to the end."

She paused, a hint of a smile suddenly appearing in the coldness in her eyes. Looking at Wang Churan, she opened and closed her lips, uttering three words.

"Ha, pi, er."

Tian Xiwei immediately opened the door and left, giving her no chance to react.

Wang was stunned for two seconds, then turned to Zhang Jingyi and asked, "Was she just cursing at me?"

Zhang Jingyi nodded, didn't reply, and walked straight towards the door.

Wang stared blankly as she opened the door, his mind still reeling, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to your room."

"Isn't this our room? Are you going to go sleep with Tian Dabing?"

Wang Churan's voice carried a hint of grievance that she herself was unaware of.

Zhang Jingyi ignored her and walked out without looking back.

The corridor was quiet. Zhang Jingyi stood between two doors and suddenly realized that she and Wang Cheran were sharing the same room.

But going back now would be too awkward.

She stood there for a few seconds, then turned and walked to the other end of the corridor.

Wang Zhe's door was unlocked.

He was still awake, leaning against the headboard scrolling through his phone, when he heard the sound of the door lock turning and looked up.

When he saw that it was Zhang Jingyi, Wang Zhe was obviously stunned for a moment. He thought it was Tian Xiwei.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Jingyi locked the door behind her.

She leaned against the door, looking at him, her voice muffled, as if words that had been suppressed all night had finally found an outlet.

"Is that not acceptable? Who else would you like to send?"