Zhou Huaiyi was startled: "I... Me?!"
Liu Yang patted the back of her head lightly, wrinkling his nose: "Hey, I'm asking you to go and you're cursing me?"
"No, it's not me, I wasn't..."
This opportunity came too quickly...
"So much nonsense, if I tell you to go, just go quickly, the director is about to rush!"
Without waiting for Zhou Huaiyi to finish explaining, Liu Yang pushed her in the direction of Xiang Qichen.
Zhou Huaiyi: "..."
Close... close encounter with...
Xiang Qichen.
The man she's admired for three years.
Her... ideal type.
But the next second...
Zhou Huaiyi was caught between laughter and tears.
She just removed her makeup! T^T
With her peripheral vision, Zhou Huaiyi quietly glanced at the man next to her who was touching up his makeup, clenched her fists tightly, closed her eyes as if facing a heroic death, swallowed, and finally, with her heart up and down and so nervous that she could hardly breathe, she stepped towards Xiang Qichen.
Zhou Huaiyi: "Well, um... Xiang, Xiang..."
After finishing his makeup, Xiang Qichen glanced over at her, momentarily stunned, and saw her head down, stammering, so he directly said: "You can just call me by my name."
The familiar rich voice was as deep and cool as she had heard on TV.
An invisible electric current instantly spread through her body, making her palms feel numb. Surprised, Zhou Huaiyi instinctively looked up at him.
At close range, Xiang Qichen was so stunning that not a single pore was flawed.
Even though he just gave her a casual glance, she felt an endless radiance shining upon her, dazzling beyond belief.
Was the male god just... just talking to me!
"Weren't you adjusting the microphone?" Xiang Qichen raised an eyebrow, speaking again.
Zhou Huaiyi nodded, trying hard to calm the rippling emotions in her heart: "Yes!"
Xiang Qichen: "Hmm."
Zhou Huaiyi slowly raised her hand, and as her fingertips nearly touched his lapel, she paused abruptly, licked her dry lips, and said: "I'm going to pull your clothes a bit."
Xiang Qichen was still: "Hmm."
So Zhou Huaiyi, extending a hoof, probing claws, pulled open his outer shirt, and adjusted the microphone.
During this, Xiang Qichen quietly redirected his gaze over, seeing her slender and fair hands at work, with fingers distinctively long and bones smooth. A small silver bracelet on her delicate wrist moved up and down with her actions, surprisingly making him feel she was extremely cute and tender.
His gaze shifted and fell on her delicate brows and eyes just as the person in front of him suddenly covered her shirt, looked up, and smiled: "Done."
Xiang Qichen turned his eyes away without a trace, catching the sweat at her temple with his peripheral view, and nodded in thanks: "Thank you."
In nearly 35 degrees of heat and after about five minutes of close contact with Xiang Qichen, Zhou Huaiyi's cheeks, originally flushed with sun exposure, were now burning hot.
With her head down, she took a breath and quickly said: "No problem!" Serving you is my honor!
Of course, the latter half of the sentence was swallowed along with her brisk steps as she left.
Looking at the back that seemed to flee hurriedly, Xiang Qichen's lips curved slightly.
Liu Yang, upon seeing her return, teasingly whistled: "Little Huaiyi, how was the close encounter with the male god?"
Zhou Huaiyi suppressed the excitement in her heart, and gave him a blank look, expressionless: "Just so-so."
"Oh, oh, oh." Liu Yang made a face like he didn't believe her, "Still so reserved."
Zhou Huaiyi made a funny face at him, raised her hand and pointed behind Liu Yang: "Teacher Guo is calling you!"
Liu Yang instinctively turned to look; far away Guo Rong was engrossed in listening to some material, having no time to call him. When he turned back, intending to say, "No one called," he saw that the girl who had been standing in front of him had already run several meters away with her back to him.
Liu Yang was taken aback, and only afterward realized that he had been tricked. He shook his head with a laugh at her retreating back: "Childish."
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That evening, when the crew wrapped up, the director suggested that everyone go out to a barbecue stand as a welcome for Xiang Qichen. With someone treating, everyone was more than happy and went along in a cheerful crowd.
Having been busy all day, Zhou Huaiyi was really exhausted and had little interest. She just ate a bit of staple food at the table and found an excuse to leave early.
The barbecue stand wasn't far from the hotel, and it only took Zhou Huaiyi about ten minutes to walk back.
As night fell and the wind blew lightly, Zhou Huaiyi walked along the deserted street, with scenes from the afternoon's close encounter with Xiang Qichen flooding her mind again. Her girlish heart started fluttering uncontrollably, and she grinned foolishly to herself.
She took out her phone and quickly dialed Kang Xuan.
"Old Kang～"
Kang Xuan immediately detected the infatuation in her tone, scratched her head, and laughed: "How was it? Was it overwhelming?"
Zhou Huaiyi teased: "Get out of here! Hahaha, I touched Xiang Qichen with my paw."
Kang Xuan was surprised: "What? You touched him? His pecs, abs, or firm biceps?"
Zhou Huaiyi walked towards the elevator of the hotel: "None of those... I just put on a wireless microphone for him over his clothes..."
Kang Xuan rolled her eyes: "Pff! Then what's the point of telling me that!"
Zhou Huaiyi pressed the elevator button, feeling triumphant: "Hmph! He even talked to me!"
Kang Xuan: "What did he say?"
With a "ding", the elevator in front of her arrived from the basement, and the doors opened slowly.
"He said..." Zhou Huaiyi subconsciously glanced inside.
The next second, her laughter halted, and her bright, beaming smile immediately froze.