CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 81: THEIR IDOL (2)

Back in her room, Zhou Huaiyi had planned to sleep after a shower, but ended up chatting with Kang Xuan on WeChat.

[President Kang: I suddenly remembered that some time ago, when the male god was still in your body, I seemed to have said a lot about you...]

[Zhou Luobu: ???]

[President Kang: You know, on the day we watched the movie, and oh, we also ran into Cheng Yi!]

[President Kang: I wondered why you were so calm then, turns out it wasn’t you at all...]

[Zhou Luobu: ...]

[President Kang: The male god even called Cheng Yi short that day. I was puzzled how you, a 1.6m shorty, dared to say Cheng Yi was short, not realizing it was actually the male god hahahaha I almost died laughing that night]

[Zhou Luobu: Did you say anything else you shouldn’t have?]

[President Kang: Not really, right?]

[President Kang: Oh, I said you wanted to sleep next to him, wanted to be his beneath the stars, and said you wouldn’t marry anyone but him in this life.]

[Zhou Luobu: ...]

[President Kang: ???]

[President Kang: That’s exactly what you said, no mistake about it]

[President Kang: How could I have guessed it was the male god?]

(Message sent, but refused by the other person)

Kang Xuan: "......"

Blocked?

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The next morning, the film crew started shooting early, with Xiang Qichen’s scenes scheduled for 10 a.m.

With Yang Li absent, Zhou Huaiyi had more work to do, so she got up early to get ready and bought breakfast. By the time she knocked on Xiang Qichen’s door again, he was already dressed.

Zhou Huaiyi handed him the breakfast as she entered.

Thinking about what Kang Xuan said last night, she found it hard to look at him directly.

Xiang Qichen didn’t seem to mind much, and after breakfast, he carried a bag and left with Zhou Huaiyi.

They arrived at the set just after nine, with Xiang Qichen greeting the director before heading to the makeup room.

Zhou Huaiyi sat behind him, staring blankly at his reflection in the mirror as he got his makeup done, while her mind was filled with Kang Xuan’s ramblings.

Might as well pretend not to know...

But how can she act nonchalant and look him in the eye when she already knows?

Is she not going to chase the male god anymore! Zhou Huaiyi!

...

The two little people in her mind argued for a long time without reaching a conclusion, and finally Zhou Huaiyi covered her face, burying her red face in her knees out of embarrassment.

A moment later, her phone dinged with a new WeChat message.

Zhou Huaiyi opened it casually to take a look.

[Liu Yang: Zhou Huaiyi, are you free? Could you come over and help me set up a microphone? My recording assistant called in sick today, and Teacher Guo is discussing scenes with the director. I can’t handle everything alone.]

Zhou Huaiyi glanced at Xiang Qichen, whose makeup was two-thirds done, stood up, and went over: "Qichen, is it okay if I step out for a bit?"

Xiang Qichen looked at her and, naturally, agreed: "Mm."

Zhou Huaiyi happily put away her phone: "Call me if you need anything."

Xiang Qichen nodded and blinked in response.

With his approval, Zhou Huaiyi immediately headed to the lounge, knocked, and pushed the door open, finding Liu Yang alone inside, buried in work among three boxes of audio equipment.

Seeing someone enter, Liu Yang glanced up: "Oh, Zhou Huaiyi, hurry over and help me set up these two microphones."

Not wasting a moment, Zhou Huaiyi quickly went over, efficiently assembling the equipment she picked up.

Liu Yang watched her focused expression and suddenly asked, "Are you not planning to work in audio anymore?"

Zhou Huaiyi, momentarily confused, turned her head and paused for a few seconds before smiling: "I’m not sure yet."

Liu Yang nodded and said no more.

Zhou Huaiyi asked in return, "Senior, why did you study audio?"

Liu Yang: "Take a guess."

Zhou Huaiyi thought for a moment: "For Teacher Guo?"

Liu Yang smiled without answering, which was a tacit confirmation.

Zhou Huaiyi: "Teacher Guo is your idol, right?"

Liu Yang, looking admiring: "Yeah, the soundscapes he creates are refreshing to me, every single work."

Zhou Huaiyi fitted the windscreen, turned around, and smiled: "That’s great."

"Don’t you have an idol too?" Liu Yang hinted.

Zhou Huaiyi looked sideways: "Xiang Qichen?"