Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Ugh, stop nagging! If you keep nagging, you'll have to buy it yourself next time!"

In Kyoto, the sweltering heat of early July fairly affects everyone under the eaves.

Eight o'clock in the evening, an apartment in Huairou.

Yu Yile wiped the sweat from under his long hair, then patted the oscillating electric fan. He moved to the sofa and sat down, his gaze constantly shifting between the television and the front door.

"Click—"

Finally, the door opened, and two figures carrying large bags walked into the house.

"I've been waiting for almost half an hour."

Meng Hongchen put the things on the coffee table and glared at him irritably: "With your attitude, next time you go by yourself, don't just keep calling out!"

The other man, Luo Ye, with a buzz cut, didn't talk much nonsense. He took out an iced cola from his bag, opened it, and then lay back on the sofa: "Has it started? Sisi's interview."

"Hmm..." Yu Yile chugs down his cola while switching the remote to a certain channel.

The countdown in the upper right corner indicates that the program is about to begin.

"By the way, is this Sissi's last episode?"

Yu Yile's eyes flickered, and he nudged Meng Hongchen with his elbow: "How did you know?"

Meng Hongchen was attacked on her beer belly and almost spat out her drink. She glared at him angrily and said, "You're a fan of the fairy? Don't you know Qianqian's schedule? She's been doing promotional tours for a month, and yesterday she issued a statement saying she's waiting for the July 5th release."

"Does she have an account on Tianya Forum?"

At this moment, the long-haired man, Luo Ye, chimed in: "It was that director who posted the article, the dream of 1.4 billion girls."

"Oh, it's that Chongchong brother."

"Stop talking nonsense, the show has started."

As a piece of music begins, the camera on the closed-circuit television switches to the studio of the "Celebrity" program.

In the touching scene, the three hosts are on the left, and the creators of "May Love" are on the right.

"Welcome everyone to today's celebrity program..."

The opening segment was mostly an introduction. Then, the camera panned to show Ye Chong's handsome face on the left side of the screen, while his biography was shown on the right.

[New director Ye Chong, a sophomore at the Beijing Film Academy, is a 19-year-old prodigy who began directing films in 03 with "May Love" and just completed filming "The Nameless" in 04. He has considerable directing experience in both drama and romance films.]

Silence fell over the living room.

What's so attractive about men? Especially men who are more handsome than them!

"The male lead is Mr. Chen Bolin."

Chen Bolin, Wanwan...

"The leading actress is Ms. Liu Yifei."

The three people in the living room immediately brightened up.

The scene shifts, and Yifei's sweet face appears on the left side of the screen.

It's worth mentioning that during the recording that day, Ye Chong firmly opposed the "introduction of Liu Qianmeizi" and the practice of lying about his age, which even led to a small argument with Liu's mother.

But he didn't care, since it wasn't the first time they'd argued.

Liu Yifei was born in Wuhan in August 1987. She is a sophomore at the Beijing Film Academy, class of 2002. Her major works include "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" and "The Story of a Noble Family." Due to her sweet appearance, she is known as the "Fairy Sister."

"Ah, Sissi, oh, my Sissi~"

A strange scream suddenly erupted from the living room. Meng Hongchen, who was in the middle, grabbed a handful of potato chips and shoved them into Yu Yile's mouth: "Shut your stinking mouth! Can't you even control your eating?"

The show continued smoothly, unaffected by the two people's playful antics inside the house.

"Before filming this movie, I really knew very little about traditional opera, maybe because it's harder for young people to accept..."

On the TV, because of the poor picture quality, Yifei looked a little dark. Her youthful face was only lightly made up, and a pair of long earrings swayed, occasionally flashing.

"It's just so difficult..."

"Then you have to learn the singing style. You start by learning to meow like a cat: Meow~~~ like this..."

Yifei placed her hands beside the smiley face and imitated a cat's meow.

The bickering in the living room had stopped at some point, and all three of them were staring intently at the television, refusing to look away.

Suddenly, the scene shifted to Ye Chong's face.

"Tsk—"

The three of them looked up in unison, clearly dissatisfied with the segment of the program.

"Get away from me!"

"Don't block our view of the fairy goddess!"

The television station certainly wouldn't listen to them; it continued interviewing Ye Chong, listening to him talk about his boring daily filming routine.

The program progressed quickly, and before we knew it, we were in the second half.

"So, Yifei, Chen Bolin's most difficult filming period was during rainy days. What about you? For you, has there ever been a filming experience more difficult than that of a traditional opera?"

The camera cuts to Yifei; she seems to be in a good mood today.

She crossed her legs, her right foot over her left, her chin resting on her left hand, her left elbow propped on the sofa, and a sweet smile on her bright face.

Upon hearing the question, her big eyes lit up, her eyelids opening and closing several times, as if she had thought of something interesting.

Then, she rolled her eyes and glanced at someone sideways: "Speaking of difficulties, we have to mention the final scene, the bicycle chase scene."

Chen Bolin, standing to the side, twitched his lips, thinking to himself, "You're having such a tough time, director! Who could have it harder than you?"

Ye Chong, who had been lying comfortably on the sofa with his hands under his armpits, rolled his eyes upon hearing this and glanced at Yi Fei.

In just one glance, their eyes met.

Then came a long silence of ten seconds. Ye Chong crossed his arms and looked at her with a deep, gleaming gaze. Yi Fei rested her chin on her hand and glanced at him sideways, a haughty smile playing on her lips.

"Something feels off to me."

In the living room, Luo Ye, who was no longer single, suddenly spoke up, and the other two immediately looked over: "Is something wrong?"

Luo Ye pouted, not daring to speak. He and his girlfriend sometimes looked at each other like this.

If I were to voice my guess, those two would definitely get anxious.

"nerve!"

"boring!"

The two turned their heads back to watching TV.

Luo Ye shook her head speechlessly, thinking to herself that sometimes being single is a kind of luck!

On television, the host, perhaps having heard Luo Ye's thoughts, suddenly turned out to be a tricky question.

"Yifei, 'Mayday's Love' is a romance movie. How do you view love? Or, what kind of guy do you like? Would it be a warm and caring guy like Chen Bolin?"

"Huh?" Yifei's mouth dropped open. "Can this be broadcast?"

"It's just a joke, just treat it as idle chatter."

Yi Fei lowered her head and pondered for a moment. When she raised her head again, she glanced at Ye Chong, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah, I don't like Chen Bolin's type."

Chen Bolin's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Yifei's lips curled slightly as she caught a glimpse of someone's smug smile out of the corner of her eye.

"First of all, I like honest people, not the bad ones."

Ye Chong's chest heaved as he sat up from the sofa.

Yifei, her face flushed, continued half-jokingly, "And then I like guys who are a bit muscular, preferably with eight-pack abs."

Ye Chong's chin jerked suddenly, giving the impression that his body instinctively lowered its head, but his mind issued a command to stop the movement.

"Finally—"

As Yifei said this, she glanced at Ye again.

"I like people who don't talk much, not those who are loud and boisterous."

A gasp came from the living room:

"Isn't that Chen Bolin?! No, no, it's me?"

Yu Yile stared wide-eyed at the two of them: "Is I Xixi's destined man?"

"It's your third maternal uncle!" Meng Hongchen immediately started arguing with him.

Luo Ye continued watching television.

Ye Chong frowned deeply for some reason, while Yi Fei swayed her chin slightly, looking quite smug.

it's over...