TRMP Chapter 47

Yang Yan’s talent is very average.

However, Yang Yan, being in a desperate situation, would not let go of any opportunity to climb upwards.

Jiang Yifeng watched as Yang Yan did it once, then twice, relying on hard work to reverse her lack of talent.

Her initial performance was perfunctory and weary, but now Yang Yan was holding back a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat. Every action and expression was vivid, and even the male actor acting with her noticed Yang Yan’s obvious difference.

“You’ve become very attractive now.”

The male actor’s words made Yang Yan feel elated.

In the evening, she again sought Jiang Yifeng for guidance. At first, everything was as usual, but as the time slowly approached ten o’clock, Jiang Yifeng’s expression became a little strange.

He was about to explain to Yang Yan the most important part of the female lead’s emotional changes, but as he was speaking, his face suddenly turned odd.

Jiang Yifeng felt someone touching his stomach!

Yang Yan looked at Jiang Yifeng curiously. Jiang Yifeng’s expression changed, and he tried to restrain his emotions, continuing to discuss the emotions with Yang Yan.

However, as time went on, Jiang Yifeng’s face became increasingly bizarre.

His fingers were placed on the hem of his clothes, and his eyes were filled with tears, making those eyes look watery. His teeth were biting his lips, and a look of gritting his teeth appeared on his face.

“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with my acting?” Yang Yan asked cautiously, with a hint of a child fearing their teacher.

Jiang Yifeng shook his head.

He didn’t even dare to open his mouth, afraid of making any strange noises.

Yang Yan looked at Jiang Yifeng’s strange face and suddenly felt a chill rising up her back.

She felt cold all over, and it seemed like a pair of eyes were coldly staring at her in the air—Yang Yan looked around, but she didn’t see anything. The cold wind was biting, and there were only a few stagehands left on the set. The scattered people and the black haze made the air feel cold and eerie.

—Who wouldn’t be afraid?

Yang Yan looked at Jiang Yifeng tremblingly and asked with a grievance, “How about… I come back to ask you tomorrow?”

As soon as Yang Yan finished speaking, she suddenly felt the coldness on her back becoming more and more intense. The feeling of being watched by hateful eyes made Yang Yan tremble all over.

—Could this school be haunted?

“I…” Jiang Yifeng only said one word, and he felt his tone change.

He pursed his lips and glanced in one direction.

Yang Yan followed Jiang Yifeng’s gaze towards the empty space, but there was nothing in the cold wind.

Yang Yan felt the blood rushing to her head.

“Let’s talk tomorrow.”

Jiang Yifeng said in a low voice, his face already red, looking serious but still a little guilty.

Unfortunately, Yang Yan, who was already frightened, didn’t notice Jiang Yifeng’s abnormality at all. She nodded heavily and left with the wind in her feet, almost as if she was running away.

When the person was far away, Jiang Yifeng looked angrily at the white frame in the empty space.

“Where are you touching—”

He couldn’t even walk properly!

“Just touching the stomach…” Xie Jingshen acted naturally: “Is it not okay to touch the stomach?”

“No.” Jiang Yifeng’s stomach was very sensitive, and just touching it made him so itchy that he bent over, even his lower back felt weak.

Xie Jingshen seemed to have discovered something new.

His hand poked Jiang Yifeng’s stomach again, watching Jiang Yifeng glare at him with red eyes. He was clearly angry, but the way his eyes were red and watery made him look like he was acting cute.

Xie Jingshen’s tongue pressed against the tip of his teeth.

He silently stared at Jiang Yifeng in the camera, and it took him a long time to relieve the tingling sensation in his heart.

—If Jiang Yifeng found out, he would probably be even more angry.

The little figure in his hand was completely covered by his palm. Under the complete encapsulation, Jiang Yifeng couldn’t feel anything.

It seemed that even the sense of touch was different in different places.

Sometimes he would touch special parts of the little figure’s body, but the system’s health mode seemed particularly powerful. When he touched those places with some secret thoughts, Jiang Yifeng didn’t react at all.

However, when he curiously stroked Jiang Yifeng’s belly, he saw Jiang Yifeng’s eyes turn red because of him.

So cute.

Xie Jingshen thought in his heart.

“Don’t touch me anymore…” Even Jiang Yifeng’s warning voice contained softness.

He was still standing on the set, and people in the crew were coming and going. Jiang Yifeng could only warn in a low voice.

However, Xie Jingshen on the opposite side didn’t seem to repent.

Before Jiang Yifeng could get angry, Xie Jingshen suddenly said to Jiang Yifeng with a grievance: “I just saw that you were ignoring me… It’s been several days, and you only said good night to me.”

“She’s been taking up all your time… Last time when she made trouble, she didn’t care about you either, but now you have to spend all your time on her.”

“Tomorrow is New Year’s Day, and you have to be with her tonight and tomorrow. What about me?”

Jiang Yifeng paused.

The Xie Jingshen on the opposite side really looked a bit pitiful.

Jiang Yifeng’s original anger was instantly extinguished.

He pinched the hem of his clothes and said a little embarrassedly: “Then I…”

Xie Jingshen’s eyes were full of anticipation as he looked at Jiang Yifeng.

“I don’t have any filming tomorrow, I’ll be with you tonight.”

Jiang Yifeng returned to the hotel to get his coat and scarf. He wrapped himself in a bear scarf, wearing fluffy earmuffs, and went out tightly wrapped.

The weather was particularly cold tonight, but there were always many people on the street on New Year’s Eve. The commercial street near the school was crowded with people, and Jiang Yifeng chose a quieter road.

He held his phone and pretended to be making a Bluetooth call, quietly looking up at Xie Jingshen while walking and talking to him.

“Xie Jingshen, it’s been many years since someone celebrated New Year’s Day with me.”

Jiang Yifeng looked at the misty sky, but his tone was full of uncontrollable joy.

“The forecast says it will snow today, I wonder if there will be fireworks.”

“Want to see fireworks?” Xie Jingshen glanced out the window. He quietly clicked into the assistant’s chat window, sent a few messages, and then clicked back to the APP.

Jiang Yifeng bought a portion of takoyaki, biting the soft edge, and his lips turned red from the heat.

“Delicious.”

Jiang Yifeng had already raised his hand, but the person in the empty space couldn’t taste it.

He slowly put down his hand, adjusted his mood, and found a place to sit on the steps.

The snow came as promised, dyeing the ground white.

Vendors pushed their carts away, and people gradually dispersed.

Jiang Yifeng bit the takoyaki and sighed softly: “There probably won’t be fireworks this year… It’s snowing so heavily.”

Large snowflakes fell from the eaves, and Jiang Yifeng sat on the steps, watching the ground gradually covered with snow.

“Xie Jingshen, I really want to see you.”

Even though someone was with him chatting and watching the snow on New Year’s Eve.

But the only warmth in his palm was the steaming takoyaki.

A hint of disappointment was imprinted in Jiang Yifeng’s eyes.

“Want to see fireworks?” Xie Jingshen’s words pulled Jiang Yifeng’s emotions out of the black hole.

Jiang Yifeng looked up and saw Xie Jingshen holding his phone and walking outside.

He saw a few boxes of fireworks placed on the ground. Xie Jingshen wanted to light them, but before he could touch the fuse, he subconsciously dodged back.

Jiang Yifeng looked over curiously, as if he had discovered something new: “Xie Jingshen, are you afraid of fireworks?”

Xie Jingshen touched his nose.

Everyone must be afraid of something, right?

“You pull the rope…” Jiang Yifeng taught Xie Jingshen to pull the rope to its full length, and then assisted with a long grass leaf to help with combustion.

The fuse was lit, and a spark in the darkness was exceptionally clear.

Xie Jingshen ran a few steps away and pointed the phone screen at the sky.

A firework burst in the dark sky.

The fireworks that exploded in the darkness were dazzling, and in the midst of the flying snowflakes, golden, dazzling light rippled out.

Jiang Yifeng felt his pupils were also ignited.

He looked at the fireworks bursting in the sky and snow, and in the sound of the fireworks, Jiang Yifeng also heard Xie Jingshen’s voice—he was trying hard to call Jiang Yifeng’s name, and in such a loud noise, he almost had to shout to make Jiang Yifeng hear him clearly.

“Happy New Year.”

Dazzling fireworks exploded in his eyes.

But Jiang Yifeng’s eyes melted into a puddle of water.

“Xie Jingshen, Happy New Year.”

Xie Jingshen bought a few boxes of fireworks.

It was a pity that the snow was heavy, and the fuses of two boxes of fireworks were wet from the melting snow.

Xie Jingshen was also afraid of lighting the fuse, and he tried to ignite it with grass leaves several times, but he couldn’t get it lit.

Jiang Yifeng patiently guided Xie Jingshen on how to light the fireworks, and the time they spent lighting the fireworks was longer than the time they spent watching the fireworks. But Jiang Yifeng was not anxious at all, and even felt that it was good for the time to be long.

By the time they completely gave up on the two boxes of fireworks, Xie Jingshen’s clothes had accumulated a thick layer of snowflakes.

He flicked his collar and ran back to the room, telling Jiang Yifeng to go back early.

“I’ll spend New Year’s Eve with you.”

Xie Jingshen was also in good spirits.

“Let’s chat for a while, okay?”

“Xie Jingshen, it’s snowing in both of our worlds.” Jiang Yifeng stretched out his palm and caught a large snowflake: “Our time and space are the same.”

He found the second anchor point.

Jiang Yifeng’s eyes were curved, and Xie Jingshen was also stunned for a moment.

“Yes, the time is the same.”

He stood wet in his clothes on the second floor, looking at the snow scene outside the window.

He and Jiang Yifeng were standing in different time and space, jointly appreciating the same beautiful scenery.

Jiang Yifeng threw the box into the trash can, and then slowly walked back to the hotel in the snow.

When he entered the room, Jiang Yifeng realized that his feet were numb.

The snow soaked through the soles of his shoes. Jiang Yifeng quickly changed his shoes and carefully rinsed his feet with warm water, and it took a while to recover.

When Jiang Yifeng lay down on the bed, he covered his feet with the quilt, wanting to talk to Xie Jingshen, but his feet were still numb, icy, and cold, making Jiang Yifeng very uncomfortable.

He carefully rubbed his feet in the quilt, but suddenly felt a pair of hands holding his soles.

Those hands gently rubbed the tops of his feet, and the warmth of the palms warmed his soles.

The author has something to say:

Xie always in front of people: kicks out the best relatives, punches the useless subordinates.

Xie always behind people: warms wife’s feet.