He plays Feng Yuxiu, and his girlfriend is a fairy-like beauty.

Ye Mo has been on the set of "The Story of Rose" for almost two hours.

He also began to get to know everyone.

After going out, I found myself with two extra cases of milk tea and several large bags of snacks.

I bought the milk tea from a popular nearby shop; I waited in line for half an hour.

The snack bags were so big that the staff thought a food delivery guy had arrived.

"Mr. Ye Mo, are you here to visit the set or to treat the crew to afternoon tea?"

Zhu Zhu was the first to come over, rummaged through the bag and pulled out a cup of cheese strawberry, inserted a straw and took a sip, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"This milk tea is so delicious! The one that Xixi treated us to last time is nothing compared to this. That one was way too sweet, so sweet that it gave me a blood sugar warning."

"I bought from that store last time too," Liu Yifei coldly added from the side.

"...The advantage of that last place was its health benefits, and health is the most important thing."

Wan Qian picked out a bag of seaweed-flavored potato chips from the snack bag, and glanced at Ye Mo as she opened it.

"Sissi said you just flew back from New York today?"

"Yes, I boarded the plane yesterday."

"You came to the film set without even adjusting to the time difference?"

"You can adjust to the time difference on set."

Wan Qian paused for a moment as she tore open the bag of potato chips, then turned to look at Liu Yifei.

"Sisi, isn't your boyfriend being a little too idealistic? The last time my husband came to visit me on set, the first thing he said was, 'What's the WiFi password here?'"

Liu Yifei was unpacking a bag of dried mangoes, her hands moving without stopping, and her lips twitching slightly.

Several staff members nearby also came over to share the milk tea.

The prop guy took a cup of grape juice, took a sip, and then let out a long sigh in an extremely satisfied tone.

Then he looked down at the label on the cup, and then at Ye Mo standing next to Liu Yifei, his voice still carrying a hint of surprise that he hadn't quite processed.

"When I first heard that Sister Xixi was dating Teacher Ye, I was honestly a little skeptical."

"Keep your voice down." The lighting assistant next to him nudged him with his elbow.

"It's okay, I've been bribed by milk tea now. From now on, if anyone dares to object, I'll throw milk tea at them. No, milk tea is too expensive, I'll throw someone else's milk tea at them."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo took the initiative to walk over, took two more cups from the bag, and handed them to the prop guy.

Are there many people who oppose it?

"Not many, just a few, they've already been used up by snacks."

Zhu Zhu, munching on potato chips beside him, casually interjected.

"I have never objected. From the very beginning, I have been a staunch supporter of Sissi. Whoever Sissi likes, I will support. So, Teacher Ye Mo, could you bring some less sugary drinks next time you come? Otherwise, I will have to change my costume a size larger after filming this drama."

Wan Qian patted Zhu Zhu on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about the costume. I'll talk to the costume department and ask them to change it to a larger size since you've eaten too much. Anyway, the costume you're wearing now fits me perfectly."

Zhu Zhu looked down at the bag of snacks in her hand, then at Wan Qian, and slowly pushed all the snacks toward Ye Mo.

"Take it back."

"It's already been demolished."

"Then bring less next time."

Liu Yifei sat next to him, tilting her head and leaning back in her chair, watching Ye Mo being surrounded by the crew members.

She had already opened the bag of dried mangoes in her hand and neatly arranged them on the small table, but she hadn't eaten them yet.

As the prop guy walked back to his post carrying two cups of milk tea, he exchanged a glance with the lighting assistant.

The lighting assistant said in a low voice.

"To be honest, I was against it before, but now I think, could Teacher Ye Mo come more often? He'd automatically get milk tea whenever he came, which is much more likely than waiting for it to rain."

The prop guy nodded and moved the milk tea half an inch to the side of the table, just enough to block the line between him and the production assistant next to him.

The production assistant reached for the straw, but he calmly pushed the straw box away an inch, glanced down at the label on the milk tea cup, and then looked up at the prop guy.

Would you like another drink?

"No, I just feel that this milk tea is so hard to come by, so I have to savor it properly."

The production assistant simply took the entire straw box away from in front of him.

Liu Yifei watched this scene, lowered her head, tore off a small piece of dried mango, and put it in her mouth.

Unexpectedly, on Ye Mo's first day on set, everyone was extremely fond of him.

It seems the saying "the one who eats people is the shortest" applies everywhere!

......

End of June.

There's only one day left until the premiere of "Raging Storm".

Summers in Yanjing are unbearably hot. Even before the streetlights come on in the evening, the chirping of cicadas already fills the entire building.

Ye Mo and Liu Yifei stayed at their home in Yanjing. He didn't travel far this summer.

Aside from a few appearances promoting the TV series, I spent most of my time in Yanjing.

The crew of "The Story of Rose" was filming in Yanjing, and Ye Mo would go there every few days to hang out with them, becoming familiar with everyone on the crew.

Even the security guard at the gate didn't stop him; he just swiped his card and let him in, casually reminding him that Sister Xixi had a few scenes to film today.

I didn't go today.

Tomorrow is the premiere of "The Storm," and Liu Yifei suggested having hot pot at home tonight.

The table was covered with ingredients, and the hot pot was already bubbling away.

Half spicy oil and half mushroom soup, with tripe, beef aorta, duck blood, beef rolls, and shrimp paste neatly arranged in three layers.

The induction cooker hummed, and the heat created a thin layer of condensation on the living room ceiling.

Liu Yifei picked up a slice of tripe, dipped it in the pot seven or eight times, took it out and put it in a bowl to cool. She then glanced at Ye Mo, who was staring at his phone screen.

Are you nervous tomorrow?

"I'm not nervous."

"How many times have you checked your phone since we started eating?"

Ye Mo flipped his phone over and placed it face down on the table.

"I'm checking the group messages."

"What group?"

"The cast of 'Raging Waves'—Zhang Songwen just said he's set up the TV, and his whole family is gathered in the living room waiting. Jia Bing said he's prepared the caption for his WeChat Moments post tomorrow, and has written three versions for group members to vote on. Su Xiaoding said he's filming in Hengdian and will ask the director for leave tomorrow to go back to his hotel to watch TV." Ye Mo chuckled as he spoke, "They're all getting more and more nervous."

Liu Yifei was cooking tripe across from him, and after cooking it, she put it back in her bowl, her movements unhurried and deliberate.

Her fingers were slightly tense at the ends of the chopsticks, and she used a force she wouldn't normally use when picking up tripe while eating hot pot.

Ye Mo glanced at her.

Why are you so nervous?

"I'm not nervous."

"That piece of tripe you just ate has already been cooked three times."

Liu Yifei looked down at the piece of tripe in the bowl that had been repeatedly rinsed and was now in a state of questionable elasticity, and put down his chopsticks.

"...I am a little nervous."

"It's not like you directed the movie, why are you so nervous?"

"I can't really explain it, I'm just nervous." Liu Yifei picked up her phone, opened Weibo, and took a picture of the hot pot on the table.

The hot pot was bubbling with red oil, and the tripe and beef aorta were arranged like a platter. Ye Mo was focused on cooking the meat and didn't notice the camera.

She edited the message, added a sentence, and clicked send.

"Someone's TV series is about to premiere, and they're still trying to steal my tripe tonight."

After sending the message, she put her phone on the table and continued cooking her fourth round of tripe.

Ye Mo's phone vibrated.

It wasn't a Weibo notification, it was a private message from Zhang Songwen.

"Director Ye, are you eating? You don't seem nervous at all!"

Ye Mo looked at the message and leaned back on the sofa cushions.

My phone vibrated again.

In the "Raging Storm" crew group chat, Jia Bing took the lead in sending a row of countdown emojis.

Gao Ye sent a voice message saying that she was filming on another set today, and after finishing work, she went straight back to the hotel and turned on the TV.

Su Xiaoding posted a picture of a banner with the words "Only one day left until Director Ye becomes a legend" photoshopped onto it.

Aruna was followed by a string of firecrackers.

Old Hou also chimed in, posting two words: "Waiting patiently."

Ye Mo looked at the messages flooding the group chat and typed a line.

......

The next night.

CCTV-8.

The theme song of "Raging Storm" played from the television.

Ye Mo sat in the middle of the sofa, while Liu Yifei curled up beside him, holding a cushion in her arms.

Liu's mother was eating sunflower seeds on the side!

......