TRMP Chapter 64

Chapter 62

Jiang Yifeng didn’t know how to explain the misunderstanding.

However, Guan Shaodong finally stopped dwelling on the possibility that he had encountered an online dating scam, and turned his attention to Jiang Yifeng’s situation.

“How’s the matter with your relatives…how’s it going?” Mentioning that matter, Guan Shaodong’s tone became cautious, as if afraid of stimulating Jiang Yifeng’s fragile heart.

Jiang Yifeng glanced at him strangely, “Didn’t your brother tell you?”

“Tell me what?” Guan Shaodong asked, puzzled.

Logically, since he had asked his brother for a favor, he should have received a reply whether it was successful or not.

Unfortunately, Guan Yiqiang seemed busy with work and forgot about it, not sending him a single message for two days.

“My brother’s been busy lately, messages are delayed,” Guan Shaodong said confidently.

Guan Yiqiang had always paved the way for Guan Shaodong, even finding resources in the entertainment industry in advance before letting Guan Shaodong enter the business, and he always cleared things with his parents, helping him get through before Guan Shaodong made any difficult decisions.

Guan Shaodong believed that his brother wasn’t intentionally hiding anything.

Jiang Yifeng didn’t know about the chaos in the Guan family recently. Since Guan Shaodong asked, he simply said, “Your brother helped me investigate a lot of things, and after threatening him a bit, it’s fine now.”

Jiang Kairo was still in the detention center, and although a dozen days of detention wasn’t long, it was enough to frighten them, especially the younger members of the Jiang family who supported Jiang Kairo.

Threatening Jiang Kairo by targeting his son was enough to make him shut up.

Unless someone was willing to pay compensation for Jiang Kairo, he would keep his mouth tightly shut.

However, if it weren’t for Guan Yiqiang’s help, Jiang Yifeng wouldn’t have been able to investigate so quickly.

“Without your brother’s help, it might have taken two more days,” Jiang Yifeng smiled, his eyes crinkling. “Thank you.”

Guan Shaodong glanced at Jiang Yifeng’s smile, then silently took the suitcase from Jiang Yifeng’s hand. He pushed it ahead, calling back, “My brother helped you so much, shouldn’t you give me a reward separately?”

“Can you ask for something normal? Otherwise, I think you’re abnormal,” Jiang Yifeng complained, following behind.

Guan Shaodong widened his eyes, “What’s abnormal about liking beautiful women?”

“Liking men dressed as beautiful women?”

“…” Guan Shaodong said fiercely, “I’m asking you to treat me to a meal.”

Jiang Yifeng: “…”

Jiang Yifeng admitted that he had a stereotype of Guan Shaodong.

They threw their luggage into the hotel and returned to the set together.

The following scenes were all major ones, and Jiang Yifeng needed to do the male lead’s makeup and help him through his escape, and he also stayed by the male lead’s side, having more interactions and exchanges with the male lead.

The male lead constantly persuaded the death servant to return to a normal life and become friends, but the death servant couldn’t understand the male lead’s words, always treating the male lead with rigid master-servant etiquette.

After the male lead was saved by his master when he couldn’t defeat the enemy, he finally found an opportunity to expel the death servant. However, the death servant still followed the male lead—but the scenes of following the male lead were all fragmented parts. Although there were many scenes added together, there weren’t many parts. There would hardly be any of his figure in the main scenes, until he came forward to sacrifice himself for the male lead, insisting on the death servant’s mission until death. He was a completely feudal character, without being touched by the male lead’s modern atmosphere at all.

However, he was still tragic and outstanding.

Zhao Wenjun seriously guided Jiang Yifeng and Guan Shaodong in their dialogue scenes.

“Jiang Yifeng is acting well,” Zhao Wenjun observed Jiang Yifeng’s every move, and couldn’t help but squint his eyes and smile. “I originally thought he didn’t have any representative works…I needed to put in a lot of effort to guide him.”

The assistant director also echoed.

“But it’s not easy to find someone who doesn’t know much about the entertainment industry, doesn’t even know that he stole Gu Miao’s scenes, and dares to accept roles casually.”

Zhao Wenjun chuckled.

Jiang Yifeng didn’t hear the conversation between the two. He was seriously practicing the following scenes with Guan Shaodong.

“Didn’t Director Zhao say that you have to act like a woman all the time during the escape?”

Jiang Yifeng glanced at Guan Shaodong’s movements, “Don’t act so boldly.”

“Isn’t this the only way to show contrast?”

“Acting like this will easily make your female fans disappear,” Jiang Yifeng said sincerely. “You act like a fool with intellectual problems.”

Guan Shaodong fell silent for a moment.

He had no choice but to change his performance, and Jiang Yifeng only felt tired.

Just by adapting to a few scenes in advance, Jiang Yifeng could feel the hardship of filming.

—Moreover, he didn’t know how many scenes he filmed could be presented in the formal plot.

That night, Jiang Yifeng carefully checked the system again, but the system was still in a reset upgrade state.

Jiang Yifeng was anxious, but he had to continue to wait uselessly for the system to be repaired…

“System, will you accidentally lose Xie Jingshen while you’re repairing?” Jiang Yifeng’s voice was hoarse, and the tone he asked seemed to contain a sob.

The system couldn’t help but feel unbearable for a moment, so it said seriously: “He won’t disappear, his healing hasn’t completely ended…” Our system hasn’t recovered enough costs from him.

“But I don’t think he needs to be healed,” Jiang Yifeng thought carefully, Xie Jingshen was good in every way, a tolerant, friendly, enthusiastic and generous good young man, with nothing that needed to be healed—except for being threatened by Xie De and acting a little serious, but at other times he was gentle and admirable.

He wondered if the system had found the wrong person.

“Your filter on him is too deep.”

The system could only say that.

In fact, in addition to the filter, Xie Jingshen was unexpectedly good to Jiang Yifeng.

All the good deeds he had done in this life were only done for Jiang Yifeng, so of course, he was extraordinarily good.

“But he’s good to me,” Jiang Yifeng looked up. Without Xie Jingshen’s “good night”, even though the hour hand had passed ten o’clock, Jiang Yifeng had no sleepiness.

He sat for a long time until he realized that he had to film tomorrow, then he got back into the quilt.

“If I don’t see Xie Jingshen again tomorrow morning…” Jiang Yifeng silently recited in his heart, “I’m going to create an anchor point myself.”

Perhaps because he was too worried during the day, Jiang Yifeng had a chaotic and sensual dream at night.

In the dream, Xie Jingshen hugged his waist, using his palm to hold the position of his waist and forcibly restrain Jiang Yifeng. He couldn’t move, so he could only watch Xie Jingshen lower his head and kiss his knee.

Then Xie Jingshen’s body pressed up, his entire body close.

Jiang Yifeng could feel that his body temperature was very hot, but just as Jiang Yifeng was about to entangle with him, Xie Jingshen disappeared, and the surroundings were icy and snowy, chilling to the bone. No matter how Jiang Yifeng called, Xie Jingshen didn’t reappear.

Jiang Yifeng was finally awakened by the cold.

He kicked the quilt to the side, half of his body exposed, and his body in pajamas was frozen by the cold air, leaving not even a trace of sensual thoughts.

Jiang Yifeng wrapped himself back in the quilt. He hesitated and hesitated, finally picking up his phone and sending a message to Long Li.

His filming state wasn’t good, and Zhao Wenjun could see it.

However, Zhao Wenjun had higher requirements for Jiang Yifeng than at the beginning, so after several unsuccessful takes, he let Jiang Yifeng rest for a while.

Jiang Yifeng wiped his sweat, leaned back on the chair, took a sip of water, and barely controlled his heartbeat.

Guan Shaodong leaned over, “What’s wrong? Still haven’t recovered from the public opinion? Don’t worry, let them scold you a few times online…”

Jiang Yifeng shook his head, then asked doubtfully, “What did they scold?”

Guan Shaodong touched his nose.

Actually, it was the same old routine, accusing Jiang Yifeng of being addicted to leeching off popularity—because Jiang Yifeng was on the hot search because of Guan Shaodong, so after scolding, they mostly criticized him for leeching off popularity.

Jiang Yifeng was someone with a history of leeching off popularity, so Guan Shaodong’s fans who were upset scolded him even more fiercely.

“I persuaded them in the fan group, and they’ve restrained themselves a lot, I’ll apologize to you… but I really can’t control the scattered fans,” Guan Shaodong frowned and said softly.

Jiang Yifeng looked at Guan Shaodong amusingly. He thought Guan Shaodong was a really nice person.

But…

“The trouble was initially caused by my boyfriend wearing your clothes, and it was clarified later. Isn’t it normal for your fans to scold me for leeching off popularity?” Jiang Yifeng took a sip of water, then smiled frankly, “The reason I’m being scolded is much more normal than before.”

—At least this time, the hot search was really because of him, and in the past, it was all an unexpected disaster.

Guan Shaodong knew everything about the entertainment industry. Thinking of what he found when he investigated Jiang Yifeng, he scratched his head helplessly and complained, “Why didn’t you come out to clarify… forget it, clarification is useless.”

Without a public relations team, without water armies or professional fans to guide the rhythm, only a few fans who temporarily stayed for his looks, there was no way Jiang Yifeng could beat the other side.

His clarification would only add a few more crimes to his back, making the other side scold him more vigorously, and it wouldn’t do anything else.

However, Jiang Yifeng bent his fingers and flicked Guan Shaodong’s brow.

“You’re in this business, why is your psychological quality so poor.”

“Huh?”

“Calm down, be like me.” Jiang Yifeng put his hands in his pockets, and his beautiful, delicate face showed a mature calmness.

Guan Shaodong nodded.

Jiang Yifeng’s mood calmed down. He was just about to film another scene when he suddenly heard a “ding—” sound in his ear.

[System reset completed.]

Jiang Yifeng’s pupils dilated slightly. He didn’t even wait for the system to broadcast all the reset startup programs before he subconsciously called out “Xie Jingshen”—

The white transparent box slowly floated up, and Xie Jingshen on the opposite side was facing the game interface on his phone.

As if sensing something, he looked up and saw Jiang Yifeng’s appearance.

“Long time no see,” Xie Jingshen smiled, his eyebrows curving. “Did you miss me?”

Two days ago.

Xie Jingshen looked at the time displayed on his phone and pondered for a long time.

He didn’t try to enter the game again, but used his hand to twist the thin leaf.

After figuring out the basic principle that the system would never give up his cash cow, Xie Jingshen understood that the system might be adjusting the time difference.

It was impossible for him to disappear out of thin air in his world, so his world time was stagnant—while in Jiang Yifeng’s world, time was still running.

The link between the two worlds was the window for their communication. If the time was disordered, they would never see each other again.

—So he needed to turn off the system, temporarily give up communicating with Jiang Yifeng, until two days later, when the time axes of the two people came to the same point, they would meet again.

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President Xie: The most important thing about hunting is patience.