Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Bo Yan was about to reply to Han Yifan, but his phone rang. It was his personal assistant, Song Fengzhi.
“Teacher Bo, you have not tucked in right? There are a few details that need to be confirmed for tomorrow’s makeup shoot.”
“I’m outside now. Had some drinks. I’ll send my exact location to you.”
After hanging up, Bo Yan put down his chopsticks and got up. With iron determination, he said, “No.”
Then, he zipped up his jacket, wore his baseball cap and spectacles, pressed down the bill of the cap, and continued,” Go home when you’re free. Your dad talks about you often.”
When he left, Han Yifan whispered,” What’s the big deal with the ‘no’ for him to leave hurriedly? He looks like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.”
Of course, Bo Yan did not hear that.
***
When Bo Yan went out, the night wind was blowing, bringing along with it the moisture of River Yan. It sobered his drunk mind a little.
Recalling Han Yifan’s last question, he humphed.
It reminded him of Xia Siyu’s words at the award ceremony. He contemplated for a while before logging in to Weibo.
Turning a blind eye to the undesirable comments, he went straight to her video. In the video, though the camera was immensely near her as if it were aiming straight at her face, she did not even spare it a glance. Rather, her sight was focused on his back.
This was followed by a furious growl.
“Who wants to work with you? It will never happen in this life. Give up on this idea!”
As Bo Yan watched the video, a sense of mockery intensified in his eyes.
No collaboration? I want to see if you will really reject the opportunity to work with me!
***
Xia Siyu slept through the morning, and she only woke up due to Wei Jingjing’s call at ten o’clock.
Her shoot for an advertisement was scheduled at one in the afternoon. The venue was the Film Studio outside Yan City, which happened to be the place where she had finished her shooting for the last movie. The ride from Qing Cheng Condominium to the destination would take about two hours.
As a female artist, especially one who relied on her beauty to survive, it was impossible for her to leave the house without any makeup. Even if the advertisement shoot required other makeup styles, she could not appear without any makeup in front of her client.
Fortunately, Wei Jingjing was well-prepared. She dragged a professional makeup artist from the company and had her do a refreshing look for Xia Siyu.
Two bodyguards and the chauffeur were also going with them, increasing the number of people in the van to six. They steadily drove toward the Film Studio, determined to uphold the look of a top-rated team.
When it was the filming time, a large group of people surrounded the courtyard, obstructing the pathway.
Just when they were at a loss on how to proceed, a crew member came up to Xia Siyu’s group and apologized, “Sorry, Teacher Xia, I have to seek your understanding on this matter. The courtyard is occupied by another filming team, and we might have to wait for them to finish cleaning up before we can go ahead with our shoot. You can wait in the lounge first.”
The Film Studio was rather small, with a few filming sets. In the past, a few movie teams would take turns shooting, not to mention her small-scale advertisement shoot.
With her sunglasses on, Xia Siyu agreed and casually asked, “Which filming team are you from?”
Before the crew member could even reply, she spotted a familiar figure from afar. It was Bo Yan, and he was walking toward her.