vrcanaries Chapter 107 Yan Xingxue is here to demand an explanation? Then let's have a meal together.
Chapter 107 Yan Xingxue is here to demand an explanation? Then let's have a meal together.
Just before falling asleep, Song Nanxi received a call from Yan Xingxue.
"Teacher Yan?"
Song Nanxi wiped away the condensation from the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.
She smiled as she dried her hair, trying to guess Yan Xingxue's purpose in coming.
Yan Xingxue listened to the rustling sounds coming from the other end of the receiver.
He said, "I watched the variety show."
"Oh--"
Song Nanxi's drawn-out, drawn-out tone is clear.
They've come to demand an explanation.
Yan Xingxue said, "So you planned to sacrifice me from the beginning and make me marry an NPC."
A subtle tone of complaint.
Song Nanxi paused in her hair-drying motion, then chuckled.
She tossed the towel aside, lazily turned and leaned against the sink, saying innocently, "Teacher Yan, you can't judge things by appearances. In the end, didn't I still give up everything and 'elope' with you?"
This statement was ambiguous, if one ignored Song Nanxi's listless expression.
Yan Xingxue pinched her ear.
"But that doesn't change the fact that you wavered for the sake of points."
It's rare for me to get so hung up on things.
Song Nanxi chuckled softly.
"So, what does Teacher Yan want to do? How about I apologize to you sometime?"
Yan Xingxue seemed to have been waiting for this sentence.
He slightly curved the corners of his lips and said, "I'm in H City right now. Why don't you treat me to dinner?"
"Hmm—?"
Song Nanxi belatedly realized, raising an eyebrow, "Teacher Yan has come to H City?"
Tsk, even Yan Xingxue has learned to use tricks.
"I have some business to attend to here. Can I come tomorrow?"
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The day after Song Nanxi agreed to Yan Xingxue's request, she drove herself to the place he mentioned.
It's a high-end clubhouse with a very antique name, 'Nine Pine Retreats'.
The broken puppy was a little unhappy because it didn't bring Qi Yu.
Song Nanxi got out of the car and tossed the keys to the valet at the entrance.
The clubhouse has a serene environment with a babbling brook, offering a tranquil escape from the hustle and bustle.
Before even going inside, I saw several familiar female celebrities.
When their eyes met unintentionally, they all became wary.
It was as if they were guarding against Song Nanxi taking their things away.
Tsk?
What is Yan Xingxue up to?
The thought had barely crossed my mind when I heard the crowd erupt in a lively commotion.
"Teacher Yan!"
"Teacher Yan, could you please sign your autograph?"
"Hello, Teacher Yan."
Song Nanxi looked up, and the group of female stars consciously parted to make way for her.
Yan Xingxue was walking slowly towards her.
He wore a simple white shirt and trousers, without any makeup or styling, and seemed oblivious to the eager stares of others. He was as clean as a handful of snow, seemingly warm, yet naturally exuding an unapproachable aloofness and arrogance.
When he got closer, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
"You came so fast, but could you please wait for me a moment?"
Song Nanxi noticed several malicious gazes falling on her and swept them over with a half-smile.
Tilting his head, he asked Yan Xingxue, "Teacher Yan, what are you up to?"
Yan Xingxue's eyes flickered. "I mentioned last time that something went wrong with the movie I was filming, and the actresses who were originally cast couldn't make it."
Song Nanxi understood; these female celebrities were treating her as a rival.
—Oh, that's not right either.
She sized up Yan Xingxue.
Under Song Nanxi's intense gaze, Yan Xingxue quickly felt a little guilty.
He asked softly, "Perhaps, would you be interested?"
As if afraid of being overheard, he lowered his head and lowered his voice.
From an outsider's perspective, it looked like Yan Xingxue was taking the initiative to be friendly, and she and Song Nanxi were incredibly intimate and ambiguous.
"Teacher Yan is quite confident in me."
Song Nanxi neither said it was good nor bad.
The meaning behind her smile was ambiguous. Yan Xingxue silently pursed her lips, sensing that Song Nanxi might be angry.
He frowned, looking somewhat annoyed.
"Shall we go in first?"
Song Nanxi followed him inside, inevitably having to walk past those people again.
The private room was very large and was used as a temporary audition venue.
In addition to the reception area, there are also entertainment areas, restaurants, etc.
A sheer curtain separates the reception room from the entertainment area. Light filters through the carved, openwork windows and shines on the crystal beaded curtain, casting a beautiful and dreamy play of light and shadow on the floor and shelves.
As Song Nanxi appeared, the people sitting on the leather sofa looked at her curiously.
Anyone who frequents the entertainment industry, or is not a complete internet user, would likely recognize Song Nanxi's face.
After all, it's trending on social media every day.
This guy doesn't have a very good reputation—how did he get together with the aloof and unattainable Yan Xingxue?
The group looked at Song Nanxi as if she were a rare animal.
"This must be Miss Song, right? I watched your variety show with Xingxue, it was great!"
Feng Rui gave a thumbs up and praised him.
Whether someone is sincere or not, you can't tell from their expression.
Yan Xingxue nodded and introduced, "Director Feng, President Wang, President Xiao... this is Nanxi."
Song Nanxi said, "Hello everyone."
She shook hands with each of them.
Hearing Yan Xingxue address him so affectionately, a look of surprise flashed across their eyes.
Their attitude then became noticeably warmer.
"Wow, seeing Miss Song in real life, she's not photogenic at all! She's much prettier than on TV!"
"Director Feng, look at Ms. Song's face, it's made for the big screen!"
Feng Rui laughed and scolded, "You say that to everyone! Go away, who's the professional, you or me?"
The two laughed and fell silent.
Feng Rui asked curiously, "Is Miss Song also here for an audition? I trust Xing Xue's judgment. If he's the one recommending her, giving her an extra audition spot wouldn't be a problem."
Feng Rui, in his forties, is a very well-known director in Beijing's film circle in recent years. He excels at suspense, and his shots are always filled with blood and violence, yet they are not lacking in aesthetics.
It combines commercial elements with suspense elements very well.
It was both critically acclaimed and commercially successful.
Song Nanxi smiled and said, "No, I'm here to invite Teacher Yan to dinner."
"Oh—" Everyone immediately looked at Yan Xingxue, their faces teasing, "Teacher Yan, are you still short of a meal?"
Yan Xingxue smiled faintly, showing no annoyance.
He said, "Of course it's missing."
Such directness makes it difficult for people to continue joking.
"Then, shall I step aside for your audition?" Song Nanxi said.
Yan Xingxue said, "Let's go over there. What would you like to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."
He lifted the gauze curtain, and the view inside suddenly opened up.
The lighting was better, and a window had been opened inside, letting in a gentle breeze; it wasn't hot.
A small pond has opened up outside the window, with a few blue water lilies growing in it. It's morning now, and the petals are outstretched, their blue-purple hues almost unreal.
After Song Nanxi went inside, people outside were talking about it.
Everyone knows that Song Nanxi and Yan Xingxue appeared on the show, and everyone is speculating that she probably got in through connections.
She felt a mixture of envy and resentment, wondering why she didn't have that kind of luck.
However, soon an assistant opened the door and invited the next actor in for an audition.
After the actress went inside, she did not see Song Nanxi.
A waiter came over and took the tray from Yan Xingxue.
The other person nodded slightly, calmly lifted the beaded curtain, and went inside.