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Xu An'an secretly climbed into Wang Ye's bed again.

Wang Ye, who wasn't asleep, lowered his voice and asked, "Director Xu, are you having trouble sleeping in your new bed again?"

Xu An'an lowered her voice: "Don't make a sound."

Wang Ye: "You're getting more and more skilled at this job."

Xu An'an burrowed under the covers and muttered softly, "The bed is too narrow."

Wang Ye: "That's not what you said last night."

Xu An'an kicked him: "Shut up."

Wang Ye moved to the side: "Okay, I'll approve a temporary bed for you."

After Xu An'an lay down, she was quite well-behaved at first.

Three minutes later, her hand crossed the safety boundary and began groping around Wang Ye's waist and abdomen.

Wang Ye tensed up. Good heavens, the Heavenly Gang has been reversed.

Before, he was afraid of being improper, but now Xu An'an is starting to be improper?

Wang Ye grabbed her wrist: "Xu An'an, what are you doing?"

Xu An'an said in a low voice, "Let me see if you have abs."

Wang Yeren was dumbfounded: "You call this looking?"

Xu An'an stubbornly insisted: "Scientific exploration."

Wang Ye almost burst out laughing: "If you keep exploring like this, I'll apply for reverse research."

Xu An'an's face flushed instantly, and she immediately withdrew her hand: "You dare!"

Wang Ye leaned closer: "If you dare, why shouldn't I?"

Xu An'an fell silent. The two of them stood very close together, and the air conditioner in the RV was very quiet.

A dozen minutes later.

Su Qingyan turned over.

Xu An'an froze immediately and warned in a low voice, "Don't mess around, Qingyan is still here."

Wang Ye chuckled softly: "Now you're thinking of her?"

Xu An'an gritted her teeth: "Go to sleep!"

In the darkness, her face was so red it looked like it could drip water.

Wang Ye stopped teasing her. If there hadn't been a third person in the RV, the two of them probably would have already gone all out!

……

the next morning.

When Wang Ye woke up, Xu An'an had already gone back to bed and was pretending to be asleep.

Wang Ye almost burst out laughing.

Wash up, have breakfast, and tidy up the equipment.

At 8:10, the three of them set off from Wuzhen International RV Campground and took the campground shuttle bus to the South Gate of Xizha.

Before entering, Wang Ye silently recited to himself.

"System, check in."

[Host detected arriving at the 5A-level scenic area: Wuzhen Scenic Area.]

[Check-in successful.]

[Reward: 5000000 yuan.]

My phone vibrated.

Five million has been received.

Wang Ye could barely suppress the urge to smile.

Awesome! This money came so easily.

Yesterday, West Lake cost five million; today, Wuzhen costs five million.

This kind of life is wonderful for everyone.

The system prompts will continue to pop up.

[New phase of tasks released.]

[Task objective: Visit 10 5A-level scenic spots in total.]

Current progress: 3/10.

[Mission Reward: One upgrade to a luxury RV, system upgrade to LV2.]

Upgrade to receive a special upgrade gift pack and unlock new features.

Wang Ye immediately perked up.

RV upgrade? System LV2? Upgrade gift pack?

OK OK.

Seeing him suddenly smile, Xu An'an immediately leaned closer and asked, "You've been thinking about the meaning of life again?"

Wang Ye put away his phone: "Yes."

Xu An'an: "Since you're already here, why not?"

Wang Ye shook his head: "This time, we've already made a profit."

Su Qingyan didn't understand, but she was too lazy to ask. She opened the guidebook: "Let's follow the route and go to the Grass and Wood Natural Color Dyehouse first. There are fewer people before 9:30. We can take good photos then."

As soon as Xu An'an heard about taking photos, she immediately got into the zone.

Today she wore a light pink crop top and a white skirt. She had a slim waist, fair legs, and her hair was styled in a cute bun.

Su Qingyan wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, her long legs were very eye-catching, and she looked clean and youthful, both innocent and alluring.

Looking at the two of them, Wang Ye had only one thought in his mind: this team configuration is indeed suitable for creating accounts.

The scenery here is quite nice and charming, with cobblestone paths, waterways, wooden houses, and river channels...

In the morning, there are fewer tourists, and the scene is clean. In the natural dyeing workshop, blue and white dyed cloths are hung high, and the cloths move gently in the wind.

Xu An'an rushed in.

"Wang, photographer! Let's get started!"

Wang Ye raised his camera: "Stand in the middle."

"Don't wave your hands around."

"Press down your skirt."

"Don't laugh too hard."

Xu An'an immediately adjusted her posture.

Click.

When the photo came out, she stomped her feet after seeing it.

"Ahhh, this one is amazing!"

"Wang Ye, I take back what I said yesterday about you having a foul mouth."

Wang Ye: "You said that too?"

Xu An'an: "Then I'll say it again, you have a sharp tongue, but you're great at taking pictures."

Su Qingyan also stood next to the dyeing cloth. She didn't pose much, just turned slightly to the side, her hair was pulled to one side, and her shoulder and neck lines were very beautiful.

Wang Ye pressed the shutter.

After looking at the photos, Su Qingyan didn't waste any words: "Send them to me."

Wang Ye laughed: "Director Su is getting more and more skilled."

Su Qingyan: "Your filming is alright."

Wang Ye: "To translate, it was filmed exceptionally well."

Xu An'an: "You really know how to elevate yourself."

While they were taking pictures, a male tourist suddenly reached out and pulled at the dyed cloth hanging out to dry, while his girlfriend next to him shouted with her phone, "Pull it down a little, I can't get a picture of his face!"

A staff member rushed over: "Sir, you can't pull on the dyed fabric."

The male tourist said impatiently, "What's wrong with touching it? We bought tickets to come in."

Wang Ye simply turned the action camera around.

"Dude, buying a ticket isn't the same as buying a ticket to the attraction."

The male tourist turned his head: "What are you taking pictures of?"

Wang Ye: "Filming footage of uncivilized tourists in Wuzhen."

The male tourist's expression changed.

Xu An'an immediately added, "If you want to be on camera, remember to fix your hairstyle."

Su Qingyan's voice was calm: "These are intangible cultural heritage exhibits; you'll have to pay for them if you get them dirty or damaged."

The onlookers also started discussing it.

"You really can't pull it."

"He started doing this as soon as he came in."

The male tourist couldn't stand it anymore and left with his girlfriend.

Xu An'an chuckled softly, "Wang Ye, you're really starting to look like a blogger now."

Wang Ye: "The material came to me on its own; it would be a shame not to shoot it and increase my traffic."

The three then went to Xuchang Sauce Factory, where the sauce vats and drying yard had a very impressive array, and the air was filled with the aroma of sauce.

Xu An'an tried the pickled cucumbers and nodded immediately after eating them.

"It's delicious, it would be perfect with porridge."

Wang Ye picked up a bottle of traditional soy sauce: "I'll buy some to take back to the car and use for cooking."

Su Qingyan nodded: "We can also buy vacuum-packed braised duck to take on the road."

Wang Ye looked at her and said, "Director Su, you've already started managing the RV kitchen."

Su Qingyan: "Yes, I'm also responsible for making sure you don't eat junk food."

Xu An'an was stuffing dried radish into her mouth when she stopped.

"And what about me?"

Wang Ye: "You're in charge of eliminating the junk food."

Xu An'an: "Thank you."

When passing by Zhaoming Academy, there were far fewer tourists. Su Qingyan sat in the academy for a while, flipping through a book.

Wang Ye took a picture of her.

In the picture, she sits by the wooden window, her fair fingers pressing on the pages of a book, her profile clean and neat.

Xu An'an leaned closer to look: "Qingyan's photo looks so sophisticated."

Wang Ye: "She was always high-class."

Xu An'an immediately retorted, "What about me?"

Wang Ye: "You're sweet and spicy."

Xu An'an was satisfied: "This evaluation is acceptable."

As we approached the Mu Xin Art Museum, we encountered an older woman shouting outside the museum.

"Can't I take pictures inside? What's wrong with me taking two!"

Staff reminded visitors: "Photography is prohibited on the exhibits inside the museum."

The older woman was still unhappy: "Why aren't you taking pictures of me going in?"

Wang Ye muttered to himself, "Going in to improve cultural literacy, not to increase photo album storage."

Xu An'an almost burst out laughing.

Su Qingyan couldn't help but say, "This line can be included in the video."

The three of them ate braised duck, Dingsheng cake, and mutton noodles in the scenic area for lunch.

As Xu An'an ate the Ding Sheng Gao (a type of sweet rice cake), her face was full of happiness: "This is sweet and sticky, so delicious."

Wang Ye: "Slow down, don't choke yourself into becoming a news story about a tourist attraction."

Xu An'an: "Shut up."

They didn't leave the park in the afternoon. They found a quiet corner to rest and organize their materials. By evening, the lights in Xizha gradually came on.

Wang Ye didn't rush to take a boat; instead, he went to a small shop outside the scenic area first.

Xu An'an followed behind: "What are you buying?"

After entering the store, Wang Ye pointed to the guitar on the wall and asked, "Boss, can I try this one?"

Xu An'an was stunned: "You can play the guitar?"

Su Qingyan was also a little surprised.

Wang Ye took the guitar, strummed it a few times, and found the pitch to be acceptable.

The shop owner smiled and said, "Young man, you can play an instrument?"

Wang Ye nodded: "I know a little."

Xu An'an muttered to herself, "Does he really only know a little bit?"

Without wasting any words, Wang Ye scanned the code and bought it directly.

Xu An'an was very excited when she saw him come out carrying a guitar: "Are you working tonight?"

Wang Ye: "Let's add some atmosphere to the next video."

Su Qingyan looked at him: "You really know how to create drama."

Wang Ye: "Otherwise, how can you build an account with millions of followers?"

As night falls, the lights in Xizha come on one by one, and the lanterns under the eaves are reflected on the river, their reflections shimmering into fine golden threads on the water.

The three boarded the rowing boat.

Wang Ye had chartered the entire boat. Inside the cabin, the sounds of others talking were gone, replaced only by the soft thud of oars hitting the water. The boatman stood at the stern, and with a slow push of the oar, the awning boat glided away, skimming the surface of the water.

Xu An'an sat at the bow of the boat, her hands supporting her sides, the hem of her white dress fluttering gently in the night breeze. She had originally intended to strike a pose, but as soon as the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile, her gaze fell upon the lights on both banks, and she inexplicably swallowed her words back.

Su Qingyan sat next to her, her light blue short-sleeved shirt edged with a gentle glow from the lamplight. She held her camera close to her chest, her fingertips resting on the shutter button, but her gaze first fell on Wang Ye.

The river is not wide, and the boats glide between the waterways, with wooden buildings, old bridges, and stone steps on both sides. Occasionally, someone walks across the bridge, their shadow stretched long by the lamplight, falling into the river, and then gently scattered by the oars.

Wang Ye fixed the action camera to the side of the cabin, adjusted the angle, and then raised his chin towards Su Qingyan.

Su Qingyan understood and turned on another camera, pointing the lens at him.

Wang Ye picked up the guitar he had just bought and gently plucked the strings with his fingertips.

Xu An'an blinked, the teasing remark that was about to slip out caught in her throat. She slowly sat up straight, even stopping her swinging legs.

Su Qingyan's hand holding the camera paused for a moment.

Wang Ye looked down at the strings, his profile sharply defined by the lamplight. The reflection in the water shimmered in his eyes, flickering between light and shadow.

He sang "Like Water Flowing Through the Years".

Her voice wasn't loud, nor did she deliberately show off her skills; it was like the wind that drifted across the water's surface—clean, relaxed, yet steadily landing on people's hearts.

"The afternoon sky was a little lonely, the roadside trees shivered slightly in the rain, and my vision was blurred. I couldn't see clearly who had walked the road with me before..."

As soon as the song started, the night in Wuzhen seemed to quiet down a bit.

Water lanes, lanterns, old bridges, rowing boats, and the wooden guitar in his arms—all are strung together by this melody. The oars cut through the water, and the soft sound of the water cushions the singing, like a natural accompaniment.

Xu An'an sat at the bow of the boat, hugging her knees. The light in her eyes shone brightly in the reflection of the river. She looked at Wang Ye, her lips moved, but in the end she couldn't bear to interrupt.

The girl who usually speaks her mind and gets angry at the drop of a hat is unusually quiet at this moment.

Su Qingyan steadied the camera again.

In the shot, Wang Ye sits in the center of the cabin, with swaying lights and the night of Wuzhen behind him. The wind blows from the river, lifting a few stray hairs on his forehead. His fingers move up and down on the strings of the piano, and his singing gently drifts along with the boat.

Su Qingyan didn't say anything, but simply zoomed in little by little, taking very steady photos.

My heart aches with longing for you, turning a hundred times over; I will never forget that day, between us...

The song ended.