In the afternoon, they had a joint photoshoot.
“Weiwei baby, get a little closer~ Don't worry, Yie Ge won't eat you~”
The photographer was a hip middle-aged uncle, who punctuated every sentence with "de la," making Xia Wei Liang shiver all over.
Xiao Yi lowered his gaze to glance at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and said unhurriedly, "Perhaps, he might just eat you."
The photographer laughed exaggeratedly, "Oh my! Yie Ge really knows how to joke~"
Xiao Yi said nothing, a faint upward curve at the corner of his lips.
Xia Wei Liang's body stiffened. What was he doing?
Did that sentence have a double meaning or not?!
From his expression, she vaguely sensed the conversation was picking up speed…
Her face flushed, Xia Wei Liang, uncharacteristically, turned her face away, chuckling awkwardly, "Hehe, hehe, Teacher Xiao, you're so humorous!"
She was never one to be fussy, but today, she didn't know what was happening. Being close to the film emperor made her feel completely off-kilter, as if he emitted a disruptive magnetic field, causing her breathing to become uneven or her heart to race!
However…
Backing down and admitting defeat was not her style!
Xiao Yi glanced to the side, then suddenly reached out and pulled her closer, "You're making me think you want to stay with me like this forever."
"!"
Xia Wei Liang's eyes lit up. That burning fire of combat ignited her whole being! Sudan Novel Network
Sorry then, let's get unruly!
Immediately, she transformed into a little sunflower, head held high, smiling as radiantly as she could. She obediently crouched beside Xiao Yi, cupping her cheeks with both hands, exuding an artistic vibe of "The sky smiles at me and the flowers bloom for me"!
Come on!
Bring on the damage!
Mutual destruction!
Xiao Yi: "..."
Photographer: "..."
Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and without another word, he grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.
Xia Wei Liang: "Hey, hey, hey! I'm posing! What are you doing?"
Didn't she have any dignity?!
Once her emotions were no longer so tense, the rest of the shoot went exceptionally smoothly.
"That's right, just like that~… Continue, feel the moment, keep going~"
The hip uncle became more and more engrossed in the shoot, particularly satisfied with Xia Wei Liang, stating she was born for the camera!
After all the shooting was done, Xia Wei Liang collapsed onto a chair.
"Ah~ I'm so tired!"
Nuomi stepped forward, rubbing her shoulders and tapping her legs, "Sister Weiwei, you did great! Do you know who was taking your photos just now? Brother Qiao! He's top-tier in the industry, and we only got him because of the film emperor! Getting his praise means Sister Weiwei is truly amazing!"
Xia Wei Liang leaned her head back against the chair, sighing lifelessly, "That's still because of Xiao Yi, and he just added a compliment to me!"
She sighed again, "Working with him, how could I not give it my all? I can fall alone, but I can't drag down the film emperor. That would be sacrilegious."
The person who had just walked in paused slightly.
Then, a sneer escaped him, "I didn't expect you to be so filial to me."
Upon hearing the voice, Xia Wei Liang immediately sat up straight, closed her feet, placed her hands in front of her body, and straightened her back!
"Teacher Xiao, no need to be so polite, it's what I should do, what I should do."
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Xiao Yi said nothing and sat down in a chair opposite her.
Xia Wei Liang gave Nuomi a look, signaling her to leave immediately, and then stood up, "Teacher Xiao, it's getting late, I should also..."
"Da Yang will take you back later."
"Ah, no, no, no, how can I trouble Brother Yang! We have a car!"
He squinted at her, "Shared?"
Xia Wei Liang blinked, then immediately declared righteously, "What's wrong with sharing? It's low-carbon, environmentally friendly, benefits the people and ourselves! I love sharing, I love convertibles with two-wheel drive! I don't even like it if there's an extra wheel!"
Xia Wei Liang was almost moved to tears by her own words.
What a child who loves environmental protection!
Someone happened to pass by the lounge outside and stopped abruptly upon hearing this speech!
An uncle wearing a yellow vest turned his head and asked, "This! Who is the young lady who just spoke?!"
Beside him were high-level executives from Yèshì accompanying the tour.
"This is the artist Miss Xia, Xia Wei Liang."
The vest-wearing uncle stroked his chin and thought, "Xia, Wei, Liang?"
He seemed to have heard the name somewhere.
Behind him, a secretary wearing a vest of the same color immediately handed him a tablet: "Boss, this is Miss Xia."
The vest-wearing uncle looked down at the news his secretary had pulled up, "Actress Xia Wei Liang in dire straits, relying on shared bikes for transportation..."
Then, there was a photo of Xia Wei Liang with her assistant, smiling as they rode a shared bike. The smile didn't seem to fit the description of "dire straits" at all.
"It's her!"
The vest-wearing uncle became very excited, nodding and praising repeatedly, while also sighing, "It's rare to find such a conscientious young person these days!"
The platform executives repeatedly agreed. Due to her role in boosting the ratings of "Love in Transit," Yèshì had a very high opinion of her, and they praised her highly in front of the vest-wearing uncle.
"Excellent, excellent!"
The vest-wearing uncle walked away, tilting his head to instruct his secretary about something...
Inside the lounge, after Xia Wei Liang delivered her "sharing manifesto," Xiao Yi gazed at her intently, then chuckled softly and shook his head.
He then said, "Don't you want to know how to present tomorrow's 'passing by' scene?"
His words completely dispelled Xia Wei Liang's urge to escape.
She quickly pounced forward, her eyes shining with a thirst for knowledge, her voice reaching an incredibly sweet, syrupy tone, "Brother Xiao, can you tell me how to do it?"
The man turned his head and glanced at her, "Speak like a normal person."
Xia Wei Liang stood up, cupped her hands respectfully, and said, "...Teacher Xiao, I seek your guidance."
Unknowingly, night fell.
Looking at the starry sky outside the window and the bright moon, Yan Zhi sighed faintly, "Alas, your empress is truly foolish!"
Xiao Nuomi was unhappy to hear this and snatched the takeout from his arms, "How many 'Yie Gods' are there in this circle? Don't use your high standards to judge our Weiwei Jie, whose IQ is not that high to begin with!"
Yan Zhi shrugged and took the takeout back, saying as he ate, "I haven't seen Brother Yi teach acting hands-on like this in a long time." He looked up at her meaningfully, "Your empress has quite the pull!"
"Mmm." Nuomi also agreed, saying with innocent sincerity, "Brother Yi is truly a good person!"
Inside, Xia Wei Liang felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her after hearing the conversation!
"...So, the so-called 'getting into character' isn't just about understanding your own role!"
Xiao Yi looked at her and suddenly asked, "Zi Yuan never confessed her feelings for Lian Zhu, not even before her death. What do you think?"
Xia Wei Liang froze, seemingly not expecting such a question.
Or perhaps, she herself didn't have an answer.
So, she just stared at him blankly.
The more she thought about it, the less she understood, and tears gradually blurred her vision.
She said nothing, just gazing at him intently, looking not only at him but also at "Zi Yuan"...
After a long while, Xiao Yi sighed, said "silly girl," and pulled her into his embrace...
Just then, someone pushed the door open and entered—