209: Chapter 209 Under the moonlight, she was so beautiful, like a poem.

Qin Xun looked at Ye Lan's eager eyes and felt that he couldn't escape without hitting her.

He instantly transformed into a merciful Bodhisattva saving the world.

"Satisfying you!"

He struck Ye Lan's palm with a bamboo switch.

Ye Lan frowned in pain, clenched her fist tightly, lowered her head, and said softly,

"Thank you!"

Qin Xun quickly threw away the bamboo switch and pulled Xia Ning's hand as he ran to the kitchen.

"Ye Lan, don't make such excessive requests to me in the future; it's quite scary."

Only Ye Lan and Wang Cui were left in the small courtyard.

Wang Cui rushed over, picked up Ye Lan's hand, and saw a red line on her fair palm.

"Does it hurt?"

She didn't hear Ye Lan speak, so she looked up and saw a thin mist covering Ye Lan's eyes.

Wang Cui was shocked and said angrily,

"I'm going to settle this with Qin Xun!"

Ye Lan pulled Wang Cui back, smiling and shaking her head.

"It's fine. This is the first time in my life I've been hit."

"It's actually quite nice."

Wang Cui: "..."

She felt her brain had broken.

Having followed Ye Lan for so many years, aside from her mysterious family background, she never discovered that she had a penchant for being hit!

...

In the kitchen.

Qin Xun chased Ma Xiugui, who was cooking, out, insisting on showing off his skills to them.

With the Old Master's cooking abilities, he handled chopping bones, slicing meat, cutting vegetables, and cooking with ease.

Xia Ning, acting as his assistant, felt a bit awkward and sat on a small stool picking vegetables.

Bored, she took out her phone to check Ye Lan's background.

The searched information described Ye Lan as coming from an ordinary, well-off family.

She had lived a happy life since childhood and loved art.

However, searching for who her parents were yielded no information.

She searched for childhood photos of Ye Lan.

In the photos, Ye Lan was dressed neatly and was indeed smiling very happily.

People say that those with psychological problems in adulthood usually have childhood trauma, but Ye Lan's childhood photos showed her smiling very happily!

Xia Ning felt this was fake news and sent a message to Song Ying.

[Song Ying, what is Ye Lan's family background?]

Soon, Song Ying replied.

[What's wrong?]

[Does she have some background? I don't know!]

After a while, Song Ying sent another message.

[Did my brother ask?]

Xia Ning looked up at Qin Xun's back and asked softly,

"Qin Xun, do you want to know Ye Lan's real background?"

Qin Xun didn't even turn his head, slicing meat as he replied casually,

"Doesn't matter!"

"As long as she can pay my wages."

Xia Ning lowered her head, face not blushing, heart not racing, and replied to Song Ying.

[Yes, Qin Xun asked.]

Song Ying replied quickly.

[Okay, I'll go ask my dad right away!]

...

It was dark.

The moon was out.

The food was ready.

Qin Xun's father returned home.

Six people sat together to eat a reunion dinner.

Qin Xun's father was named Qin Jingzheng, an employee at a beer factory in town.

He had a gentle temper and didn't like to compete, having worked half his life to reach the position of a team leader.

Before eating,

Qin Jingzheng took out a thick red envelope and shoved it to Xia Ning.

"Xiao Ning, take this."

"Our Qin Xun doesn't have the best temper, please bear with him in the future."

Xia Ning declined three times, but couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it, her cheeks flushing with two blushes.

Ye Lan sat on the side, silently, thinking.

Since the girlfriend act is fake, this money will have to be returned to Qin Xun anyway.

I won't be jealous!

After clinking glasses, everyone started eating.

The atmosphere was harmonious.

"That, Xiao Ye, why aren't you drinking?"

"Uncle, I have to sing later, I dare not drink."

"Oh, are you young people going to KTV to drink later?"

"Uh... not exactly."

...

"Xiao Ning, eat a chicken leg, then a duck leg, then a chicken wing, then a duck wing."

"Auntie, that's enough, that's enough, I can't eat that much."

"Mom, I love eating chicken wings."

"Are you eating the chicken butt? This is the girl's first time visiting, can't you let her have some?"

...

"Oh, is today's food that delicious?"

"So delicious!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to have such great skills!"

"Sigh, it's just okay! I just made it casually."

"Hey! Xiao Xun, did you work in a kitchen before?"

"This tastes even better than what Old Guaitou, who cooks big banquets in our village, makes!"

...

An hour later.

Everyone finished eating.

Ma Xiugui resolutely refused Ye Lan and Xia Ning's help, cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks by herself.

...

Qin Xun and the others walked out of the small courtyard.

He took out his phone to check the time; it was already 8 o'clock. He looked up at the full moon in the sky and walked out of the courtyard.

"Ye Lan, let's go sing in the fields outside."

"I'm afraid of being disturbed by my parents here."

Ye Lan replied,

"Okay!"

The moonlight was bright.

The group followed Qin Xun to a wild field full of weeds.

The night breeze was cool.

Qin Xun stood on the grass, turned to look at everyone, and said softly,

"For this shoot, don't be too restrained. The more casual, the better. We won't use professional equipment, no accompaniment, just singing a cappella."

His gaze fell on Ye Lan's face, and he pointed to the ground.

"You sit on the grass and sing."

"Sister Wang, you take the phone and crouch to the side to film. It doesn't need to be too professional, just clear enough."

"We'll record it in advance and schedule it to be released at 9 PM."

Ye Lan nodded and sat directly on the ground.

Wang Cui found a good angle, sat on the ground too, took out her phone, and started recording.

Ye Lan glanced at Qin Xun, then at Wang Cui two meters away, feeling a bit nervous, afraid of making a fool of herself.

After all, there was no recording equipment, and they were in an open, windy place, which required a high level of vocal skill.

Qin Xun sat down, and Xia Ning followed.

Everyone sat on the field.

Qin Xun raised his hand and said softly,

"3, 2, 1!"

"Start!"

In Wang Cui's phone video.

A full moon in the night sky.

Mountains stretching under the moonlight.

Ye Lan sat in the field, her profile very beautiful.

She wore a long white dress, knees bent, arms hugging her knees, appearing very elegant.

Moonlight spilled onto her, her bangs messy in the breeze.

She swayed slightly and began to sing.

"When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky"

"I do not know what season it would be in the heavens on high"

"I'd like to ride the wind to fly home. Yet I fear the jade towers and marble mansions"

"Would be too cold to stay in the high heavens, I rise and dance to play with my clear shadow, how can it compare to the human world?"

"Turning to the vermilion pavilion, sinking to the ornate windows, shining on the sleepless"

"It should not have any hatred, why is it always full when people are apart?"

"People have sorrow and joy, parting and reunion, the moon has brightness and dimness, waxing and waning"

"This has been difficult to perfect since ancient times"

"wishing we last forever, sharing the beauty of the moon across a thousand miles"

...

The song ended.

Xia Ning applauded gently.

"So beautiful!"

Wang Cui was also a bit excited.

"It's truly as beautiful as a poem."

"Sister Ye will definitely be able to become a super A-list star with this song."

Ye Lan coughed gently.

"Sister Wang, we signed for three songs."

"How can this one song make me a super A-list star?"

"There are still two more."

Wang Cui realized she misspoke, patted her own mouth, and agreed repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I was confused!"

She turned to look at Qin Xun, unable to help but feel some admiration.

So what if Qin Xun is a bit crazy!

There's no other way!

Who let him have such great talent!

Suddenly.

Ye Lan looked at Qin Xun and asked,

"Teacher Qin, what do you think of my performance?"

"Will it shock the netizens?"

Qin Xun chuckled.

"Netizens?"

"If it were in the real world, the netizens' evaluation would be to respectfully call you 'Sister', but on Douyin, their evaluation would be..."

"You still need to practice!"

Everyone laughed.

Under the moonlight.

The laughter was carried far, far away by the wind.

...

9 o'clock.

Ye Lan's Weibo account with 18 million followers and her Douyin account with 8 million followers simultaneously released a video.

Caption:

[wishing we last forever, sharing the beauty of the moon across a thousand miles]