I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

Sister Zhang led Cheng Che around the perimeter of the surveillance cameras and to a spot not far behind the director.

The director, surnamed Zhou, was a middle-aged man in his forties with a stubble beard and wearing a white baseball cap. He was intently watching the monitor.

Hearing a noise behind him, he subconsciously turned around and glanced back. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Cheng Che, but immediately understood when he saw Sister Zhang who had come with him.

He nodded to the two of them, which was a simple greeting.

Sister Zhang gestured for Cheng Che to be quiet. Cheng Che nodded and stood quietly at the back without saying a word, eagerly looking towards the center of the set.

Tian Xiwei is standing on a small bridge, rehearsing a scene with an actress.

Cheng Che didn't know what she was acting, he only saw that she was wearing a light blue ancient costume and had a little sadness on her face, which made her look pitiful.

Cheng Che was also unhappy about this.

What's going on?

Why is that girl over there bullying my Xiaotian? So annoying!

"Cut!" The director, staring at the monitor, roared in a powerful voice, "That take is good. Five-minute break. Both actors performed very well."

On set, Tian Xiwei walked down a small bridge, and her assistant came up to give her water.

She took it, took a small sip, and then suddenly looked up as if she sensed something, her gaze passing straight through the crowd and landing in the direction of the director.

More accurately, it landed on the person behind the director, the one wearing a baseball cap and a mask.

Tian Xiwei recognized Cheng Che in just 0.001 seconds. Their eyes met, and she didn't say anything, but smiled and her eyes curved into crescents.

Seeing this, Cheng Che pulled his mask down and gave her a "V" sign.

Sister Zhang rolled her eyes when she saw this, but didn't say anything.

This scene was witnessed by many people, including staff members and other actors. Everyone had different expressions and ambiguous looks, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

Because filming wasn't finished yet, Tian Xiwei wasn't in a hurry to come over.

She didn't leave until noon, after filming the remaining shots and the crew had taken a break.

Lifting her skirt, she ran to Cheng Che like a joyful butterfly.

Her assistant followed behind with a water bottle, looking terrified, as if afraid that Tian Xiwei would trip over her.

"When did you arrive? How long have you been waiting?" Tian Xiwei looked up, her eyes bright despite being slightly out of breath.

"I've waited 443 years." Cheng Che blinked.

"What are you babbling about?" Tian Xiwei lightly punched his arm, then turned to greet the director and Sister Zhang next to her.

"Director, sis."

Director Zhou glanced at Tian Xiwei and Cheng Che, then nodded with a smile.

"The start time for the computer this afternoon is a little later than usual, so the two teachers can get some rest." He said meaningfully, and then walked away.

"Is this for real?" Cheng Che exclaimed in surprise. "The director is a good person."

"Although the late start of filming wasn't because of you, the director is indeed a very nice person." Tian Xiwei nodded.

"...How long are you two planning to stand here and chat?" Sister Zhang pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from somewhere and held them in her hand. "Why don't you take a look around and see how many people are watching you?"

Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei looked around at the same time, and then scratched their cheeks simultaneously.

Hmm... there were an unusually large number of onlookers.

"Let's have lunch in the tent," Tian Xiwei said, then realized someone seemed to be missing. "Where's Xiaotang?"

"He went to coordinate with the stage manager, right?" Cheng Che shrugged.

It was his first time visiting the set, but he knew the unspoken rules of set visits—visitors would treat the crew to an extra meal, so that Tian Xiwei would also save face.

He had barely finished speaking when he heard someone behind him shout that dinner was ready.

The three turned around and saw the stage manager holding a megaphone to his mouth:

"This noon, Teacher Cheng Che came to visit the set and prepared milk tea and fruit as a snack after the meal for everyone."

"Everyone gets one, please go and collect it!"

Upon hearing this, the set erupted in cheers of "Wow!" as extras and crew members shouted, "Thank you, Teacher Cheng Che!"

At Sister Zhang's prompting, Cheng Che took off his mask and waved to everyone: "You're welcome, everyone has worked hard."

As he spoke, Tian Xiwei raised her chin, put her hands behind her back, and looked smug and proud.

"Alright, alright, you're getting all smug," Sister Zhang couldn't stand it anymore. "Go back and eat."

Sister Zhang led the two through the rest area to Tian Xiwei's rest tent.

A small square table and a few folding chairs were set up inside the tent.

Tian Xiwei didn't sit down immediately. She thought for a moment, her eyes darting around, and then she ran out on her own.

A few minutes later, she returned with a cup of mango pomelo sago, the straw already inserted, and she was sipping it slowly.

When Sister Zhang looked up, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Where did you come from?"

"I got it from the production crew. I'm part of the crew too, so of course I got a share." Tian Xiwei blinked.

"Is that the point? Who told you to drink this high-calorie stuff?"

Tian Xiwei shrank behind Cheng Che, only showing half of her face. She pouted and whispered, "She's so fierce."

Cheng Che had just picked up his chopsticks when he heard this, clicked his tongue, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Sister Zhang.

"Why are you yelling at her? She's been filming all morning and she's so tired. What's wrong with her having a cup of milk tea? Don't overreact like that!"

"...Six." Sister Zhang had nothing to say, and simply exclaimed, "That dog and woman is awesome!"

The group sat around a small square table, eating and chatting casually.

"How long are you going to stay here?" Tian Xiwei asked.

"I'll stay for a few days," Cheng Che said. "I have 30,000 words of manuscript saved up, enough to squander."

"No, no, I won't poke you," Tian Xiwei said with satisfaction.

Sister Zhang sneered: "If you wait that long, you'll be happy when the paparazzi take pictures of you and your relationship is exposed."

Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei didn't say anything upon hearing this, but they both gave Sister Zhang a disdainful look.

What a spoilsport!

There's really nothing to say to someone like Sister Zhang, who is neither a celebrity nor in a relationship, and is also not young.

As the three were talking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside, and they could vaguely hear what sounded like someone had arrived.

Before Cheng Che could react, a small head peeked out from the tent entrance.

"Xiao Tian! Cheng Che!"

The man, also dressed in ancient costume, chuckled and hopped in like a rabbit.

"I, Xia, have arrived!"