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Chapter 97: He's definitely jealous again.



Chapter 97: He's definitely jealous again.

After watching the first video, Sister Meng immediately knew that this was a very talented newcomer.

It's obvious that she has a team helping her; her makeup, styling, and clothing were all coordinated by a professional team.

"She hasn't even started school yet, and someone's already paving the way for her?" Meng Ziyi gently poked at the salad on her plate with her fork, muttering to herself.

"But this newcomer is indeed good-looking. The makeup, styling, filming, and editing are all very professional; there must be a team behind it."

"I don't know, but the editing style and background music are quite unique. I haven't seen any short videos edited like this before. Thumbs up!"

Yu Shuxin took the phone and casually gave it a thumbs up.

"I guess he's a newbie at some big company?" Sister Meng said, looking at Zhou Ye on her phone, then subconsciously scrolled down.

Then I saw a familiar face.

"Ah~!" Sister Meng screamed.

The scream pierced through the soothing jazz music and exploded in the quiet bar.

The guests at the next table, who were chatting quietly, were startled and turned around at the same time. Even the bartender paused in his shaking.

Yu Shuxin was so startled that she shrank her neck and almost dropped the mojito she was holding.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" She stared wide-eyed at Sister Meng, who suddenly jumped up from her booth.

"I'm going out for a bit!"

Meng Ziyi grabbed her phone, stood up from her booth, and strode across the corridor toward the restroom.

A bright smile bloomed on her face, more genuine than the tired, relaxed, social smile she had just given.

The junior I'd been longing to see finally arrived.

"Do you know this person?" Yu Shuxin called out, but Sister Meng didn't turn around and went into the bathroom.

Sister Meng's fingers flew as she dialed the number she had saved for a long time.

The phone rang several times, but no one answered, and it automatically disconnected.

Undeterred, she dialed again, but still no one answered.

I dialed again, but still no one answered.

She took the phone away from her ear, looked at the unanswered call log on the screen, and pursed her lips.

Sister Meng frowned, but she was not discouraged and started sending messages to Wang Zi'an with her fingers flying across the screen.

"Asleep? Why aren't you answering the phone?"

I saw your video!

"Have you decided to come to Beijing Film Academy? Did you meet that pretty girl during the entrance exam?"

"I'm going back to Yanjing in a couple of days, let's meet then!"

Messages were sent one after another, and green message bubbles lined up in the chat box, but there was still no response from the other side.

It was as quiet as a stone sinking to the bottom of the water.

Sister Meng pursed her lips, feeling a little anxious.

She has a somewhat gossipy personality, and if something happens that she can't figure out, she gets very anxious.

At this moment, she really wanted to take a flight straight to Yanjing and find Wang Zi'an to get to the bottom of things.

Fortunately, she held back; she still had a show to film.

However, on second thought, just because she didn't go back doesn't mean she couldn't find someone else.

He exited the chat window with Wang Zian, found his teacher's contact information, and called him.

The call was answered immediately.

"Hey! Teacher Wang, did you see the short video?"

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Wang Zian woke up very early the next morning.

The sunlight filtering through the curtains was a pale blue, and the June mornings in Beijing had a unique coolness to them.

He rolled over, reached for his phone on the bedside table, and squinted at the screen with one eye.

The screen is filled with unread messages, and the red number in the upper right corner of the WeChat icon has turned into an ellipsis.

He swiped to see that Sister Meng's profile picture was at the top, and there were dozens of messages sent from 11 p.m. last night to 1 a.m. this morning.

He leaned against the headboard and started flipping through the pages from the first one.

Sister Meng's tone gradually changed from initial excitement to frustration, and then to an angry complaint.

"Let me tell you! If you don't reply to my messages now, you'll have to treat me to a big meal when I get back to Yanjing!"

Upon seeing the last message, Wang Zian couldn't help but smile.

Sister Meng is still the same Sister Meng. From the time she took the initiative to talk to him in the restaurant during the initial interview, to now sending messages from hundreds of kilometers away, she is always so familiar and never a stranger.

Wang Zian tapped the screen a few times with his thumb and simply replied, "I understand, Sister Meng. I'll treat you to dinner when we get back to Yanjing."

Then he threw his phone on the bed, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.

Today's filming schedule is heavier than the previous two days.

In addition to continuing to film the couple series with Zhou Ye, I also need to design the first solo videos for Xiao Tian and Hao Cun.

He quickly washed up, changed into a clean white T-shirt and dark gray trousers, picked up his car keys from the shoe cabinet, and went out.

When he got down to the eighth floor, the elevator doors opened, and he paused for a moment before even taking a step.

Zhou Ye and Zhang Ruonan were already standing at the door waiting.

Before coming down, Wang Zian was still wondering if Zhou Ye would be dressed up in a particularly grand manner.

But Zhou Ye today is a completely different person from yesterday.

She was bare-faced, without eyebrows or lipstick, wearing only a simple white dress with the hem slightly flared above her knees. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her face was clean, as if she had just gotten out of bed, washed her face, and gone out.

Wang Zian subconsciously glanced at her again.

The contrast is quite striking.

Yesterday, she got up at six in the morning to put on a full face of makeup and change into a designer outfit from her sister's company in order to meet two unfamiliar girls. But today, she didn't bother to dress up at all because she was going to film a video.

Noticing Wang Zi'an's scrutinizing gaze, Zhou Ye glared at him irritably.

"What are you looking at? Don't let your mind wander!"

"OKOK~!"

Wang Zian raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and tactfully looked away. Zhang Ruonan watched the two of them from the side, smiling and shaking her head.

The three of them went downstairs, and Wang Zian drove out of the residential area.

Old Li's van was already parked at the agreed roadside, and the two nodded to each other through the car window as a tacit greeting.

The two cars drove one after the other to a nearby hotel, but only Xiaotian was at the hotel entrance.

Today's Oda is completely different from yesterday's energetic twin ponytails.

She wore a white shirt, a decorative gray scarf draped over her shoulders, and loose black silk trousers that made her legs look exceptionally long and straight. Her hair was styled in a loose bun, revealing her smooth and full forehead.

Standing in the morning light of the hotel lobby, she exuded an irrepressible cuteness beneath her rational demeanor.

Upon seeing Wang Zian's car parked outside the revolving door, Xiao Tian practically ran over impatiently.

She leaned against the driver's side window, her arms crossed over the window frame, her head lolling forward, a sweet smile blooming on her face.

"Wang Zian, what do you think of my outfit today? Doesn't it look great?"

As she spoke, she even winked deliberately.

This adorable expression made Wang Zian feel as if his heart had been startled by a deer.

This girl's smile is indeed quite captivating.

But before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his left arm, like being stung by a wasp.

His brow twitched suddenly, but his neck remained motionless, and his eyes continued to look ahead, not daring to turn his head.

Without even looking, he knew it was Zhou Ye, who was sitting in the passenger seat, who had pinched him.

The girl was bare-faced today, but she hadn't cut her nails.

She's definitely jealous again!


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