Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

"Brother Lang, you're awesome!"

Zhao Tong said with an envious look on her face.

However, he also didn't quite understand.

The entire crew could see the relationship between Jiang Xin and Qian Lang.

Why did Qian Lang reject Jiang Xin but agree to Liu Tao's offer?

"Brother Lang, isn't Jiang Xin doing well?"

Zhao Tong looked at Qian Lang, who was getting dressed, and asked him a question.

"What? Great? Of course it's great! I'm just worried I won't be able to shake it off!"

Qian Lang spoke casually.

These words really shocked Zhao Tong.

That,,,,

Does that mean Liu Tao is easy to get rid of?

Zhao Tong fully demonstrated his attitude of asking questions when he didn't understand.

"Brother Lang, what about Liu Tao?"

Qian Lang ignored him and put on his leather shoes.

Does Liu Tao need to be dumped?

Haven't you heard of couples on set?

"I'm leaving. Figure it out yourself. Don't call me no matter how late you're back!"

Qian Lang waved his hand and went out the door!

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In September, the night in Xinchang is like a handful of diamonds sprinkled on a dark blue velvet carpet.

Without the neon lights and hustle and bustle of big cities, the Nineteen Peaks of Chuanyan are just undulating, silent silhouettes in the distance.

The streetlights were old-fashioned, casting warm yellow glows that barely illuminated the old street paved with bluestone slabs.

Most of the shops along the street were closed, with only a few small restaurants selling late-night snacks still lit up. The aroma of cooking over woks mixed with the slightly bitter scent of osmanthus blossoms that were about to bloom slowly drifted in the cool air.

Qian Lang walked towards the agreed-upon teahouse, stepping on his own shadow. He could clearly hear the sound of the Cao'e River flowing slowly in the distance.

But in her heart she was thinking, how should she spend tonight?

They also wondered if Liu Tao was as easy to get along with as the rumors suggested.

Will he be the protagonist in this life, singing "Goose, Goose, Goose"?

The teahouse Liu Tao chose wasn't far, but it was a bit hard to find. He asked for directions at a small shop on the roadside before finally arriving at the teahouse.

As soon as he entered the agreed-upon private room, he saw Liu Tao sitting by the window.

Liu Tao looked a little different after taking off her costume, and it was obvious that she had dressed up specially for today.

A soft, off-white knitted cardigan over a simple black slip dress.

The neckline was cut neither too high nor too low, yet it still revealed quite a bit of her fair skin, making it hard to look away.

"Here you are, great talent!"

Liu Tao spoke with a smile, his voice pleasant and carrying a sense of relaxation, like meeting an old friend.

Qian Lang did not answer.

Instead, they seemed to have seen some kind of treasure and were a little stunned.

Seeing Qian Lang's expression, Liu Tao smiled to himself.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

"Oh? No, I'm sorry, Sister Tao, you look so beautiful today! I... I lost my composure, I'm so sorry!"

Qian Lang said somewhat shyly.

Of course, this was also his design. No matter what Liu Tao was wearing today, or whether she was wearing nothing at all, he would have this reaction the moment he saw her.

Liu Tao burst out laughing.

She hadn't seen someone like Qian Lang in a long time.

Of course, she is also very confident in her beauty.

I dressed up specially today, so it's not too surprising that this is the result.

"Please sit down. I've brewed you some Guanyin tea. I don't know if you'll like it."

"Anything is fine with me, as long as you like it, Sister Tao."

Qian Lang said as he sat down opposite Liu Tao.

At this moment, Liu Tao poured Qian Lang a small cup of tea.

The tea must be of good quality; I could smell the unique fragrance of Tieguanyin even before I got close.

Of course, Qian Lang's favorite drink is white tea, especially the kind from Anji.

"Sister Tao, is there something you need from me today?"

"Oh, nothing much, I'm just a bit tired of filming every day, so I wanted to find someone to have tea and chat with."

Qian Lang took the tea and took a sip.

Oh, it's from last year!

However, he wasn't a particularly refined person, so there was no need for him to be too particular.

"Yes, filming is tiring, and so are the actors. Besides, it's not easy to make a living in the entertainment industry these days, Sister Tao, I understand. Let alone you guys, even those of us who do odd jobs feel a lot of pressure."

Liu Tao simply smiled.

"You're a real talent now, you're nowhere near being a menial worker!"

"Hey, what great talent? It's just a coincidence!"

"Qian Lang, excessive modesty is just arrogance. Everyone on set knows you can write a song in five minutes now. They all call you 'the man of five minutes'!"

Oh crap!

A man who lasts five minutes?

Qian Lang finally broke through his defenses!

this,,,

"Sister Tao, please don't believe me. I... I definitely lasted more than five minutes."

"what?"

Liu Tao was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed, a blush creeping onto his face.

"Hahaha, you... who was talking about that? I didn't expect you to be such a bad person after all."

"Sister Tao, this isn't about whether I'm a good person or not. If word gets out, I might end up a bachelor for the rest of my life."

Qian Lang said with a wry smile.

"Get lost, let's talk about something serious. You can write about Wang Yuyan, but can you write about A'Zhu?"

Yes, of course you can!

Before Qian Lang arrived, he had already guessed Liu Tao's intentions.

The film crew is like a small world of its own.

Now that Wang Yuyan has one, why doesn't A'Zhu have one?

But why should I?

He didn't think Liu Tao could bring him any luck.

However, life can't be just about fate, right?

and so!

"I can definitely write it!"

Qian Lang answered decisively, but his brows furrowed.

"I just need inspiration, Sister Tao. Why don't you tell me your feelings for A-Zhu? I don't know her very well."

Liu Tao was delighted to hear this.

She hadn't expected Qian Lang to be so easy to talk to and to give her so much face.

"Okay, I'll explain it in detail!"

Then, Qian Lang listened listlessly.

Five minutes later.

Qian Lang's brows furrowed even deeper.

"What's wrong?"

Upon seeing this, Liu Tao asked a question.

"Sister Tao, I still don't get it. I can't understand her inner world. Maybe my comprehension is just not good enough. Could you explain it in more detail, or tell me some special details?"

"Plot? Which plot point?"

Qian Lang seemed a little troubled.

"This...this is...this is that kind of plot."

"Which kind? Please be more specific."

Liu Tao asked impatiently.

Seeing Liu Tao's reaction, Qian Lang also spoke up.

"It's like, for example, the kind where Mu Wanqing and Duan Yu are locked in a basement..."

Liu Tao's eyes widened in surprise.

Which section is this?

The part where Mu Wanqing is drugged?

this,,,

Liu Tao looked at Qian Lang with some suspicion, wondering whether what the kid was saying was true or false.

She demands that the song be genuine, but she would never pay any special price for it.

"Qian Lang, you're not trying to trick me, are you?"

Qian Lang immediately looked anxious.

"Sister Tao, how could I dare? I just really had a bit of inspiration in this area. Let me hum a line for you; it's something I just thought of."

She is like a gentle ray of setting sun; how I long for her, how I wonder, who will appreciate her...?

The evidence is conclusive; Qian Lang was not making things up.

Liu Tao, however, was genuinely shocked.

She initially thought the "five-minute man" was just a gimmick by the production team.

I never imagined that Qian Lang would actually be such a genius.

In just a short while, he actually came up with a melody and a song, and even if it was just one line, it was already quite ingenious.

And the tune actually sounds pretty nice.

That,,,,,,

"Then let me tell you about it, but you can't laugh at me."

"No way, we're all doing this for art."

Qian Lang said seriously.

One minute later!

"Sister Tao, you just added another sentence. Let me read it to you, but it's not enough. Why don't you make an expression?"

"Sister Tao, your expression isn't vivid enough; it doesn't convey the emotion you're feeling."

"Oh dear, Sister Tao, you almost drove me crazy!"

"Here comes another one: 'Sister Tao, if you keep writing like this until tomorrow, you still have a long way to go. Let me help you!'"