139: Is his brilliant personality so bright and shining that it is difficult to conceal?

Meanwhile, on the second floor.

Liang Yan was sprawled over the balcony railing, his lips pursed, watching the two figures emerge and walk away, a look of frustration on his face.

He was so envious. How did Teacher Chen get so lucky with his draw? He wanted to be in a group with Teacher Yue too.

After envying them for a while, Liang Yan stroked his chin.

However, if he really were in a group with Teacher Yue, wouldn't he be in a difficult position?

She was a beautiful elder sister, a big shot in the music industry, and a rich woman. Wouldn't he have to treat her like royalty?

And although she was very beautiful, she seemed so aloof. More than being pleasing to the eye, she was intimidating.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan felt a little more balanced.

Teacher Chen must be conflicted right now, right? Their group would probably have a hard time getting work done, wouldn't they?

Just as he thought this, he saw Yue Qingzhu with her hands clasped behind her back, her head tilted slightly as she looked at Chen Fang, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing two dimples, and a hint of mischief flashing in her eyes.

Liang Yan rubbed his eyes. Wait a minute, was he seeing things?

He looked again, and Yue Qingzhu still had that aloof expression, nodding to the cameraman who was walking over.

Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He must have been seeing things just now.

"Let's start our discussion," Zhao Jin said, moving her chair.

...

Downstairs, Xie Yunxuan and Bai Wenbin found the living room empty, so they returned to it. They had no intention of adjusting the decor and had already sat on the sofa to begin their discussion.

Xie Yunxuan thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's go dance in mascot costumes. Have you seen videos of mascots dancing?"

Dancing in a mascot costume was very difficult, and to do it well, one needed strong fundamentals. Wasn't this the perfect stage to showcase their skills! Fans would also praise his professionalism.

Xie Yunxuan continued, "Teacher Bai, you can make heart gestures on the side and interact more with the audience."

Bai Wenbin flatly refused, "No. Do they wash the mascot costumes every day? Even if they did, we'd stink after a day. When you take off your head, if the cameraman films you covered in stinky sweat, would that be appropriate?"

"..." Xie Yunxuan took a deep breath. "Alright, then let's rent a camera and go take photos for tourists."

"Everyone has cell phones, and tourists who look for professional photographers at amusement parks have very high expectations. We could easily get into disputes. You can't charge them to delete ugly photos, can you?"

"Then, what about waiting in line for others?"

"No, there's no program highlight."

Xie Yunxuan took a deep breath. "Then, Teacher Bai, what are your thoughts?"

Bai Wenbin thought for a while. "Let's play games for people. We can help tourists win prizes at shooting and basketball booths and take a cut."

"Do you have amazing marksmanship?"

"Uh, I've played before, but I don't have amazing marksmanship."

"Then wouldn't it be embarrassing if you missed?"

The living room fell silent once more.

...

In the glass gazebo outside the back door, Guo Congxin turned on the camera.

Chen Fang didn't directly propose projects like Xie Yunxuan. Instead, he asked, "Teacher Yue, is there any work you'd like to experience? Or do you have any requirements?"

Yue Qingzhu felt relaxed inside. It was indeed very comfortable to be with Chen Fang.

If she could just take him away to be her butler and manager, how much easier would her life be?

However, considering the camera was present, she still showed no expression on her face. "I... I don't really understand amusement parks. I'm not sure what kind of jobs are available inside."

Yue Qingzhu lowered her head slightly. When she was little, Aunt Xu had taken her there, but after being mocked as a 'fat pig' by a group of children, she never went again. After college, even if she wanted to go, her identity made it inconvenient.

Chen Fang didn't press for the reason. "Teacher Yue, you're immersed in music. So, based on what you already know, do you have any ideas?"

Yue Qingzhu thought for a while, her big eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly upwards. "We can go to the haunted house and play NPCs! I'm good at... I'm good at acting."

A bunch of question marks popped up in Chen Fang's mind. You're good at acting? Do you even believe that yourself?

Chen Fang was silent for a moment, then realized. She had just said 'good at...', and what she probably intended to say was cosplay, or role-playing, right?

"Playing an NPC requires standing all day, and have you seen the news about NPCs being harassed?"

Yue Qingzhu shook her head blankly.

Chen Fang didn't want to be too blunt. "Then you can look it up later. We'll be filming with miniature cameras, and we won't be able to stay together all the time. If something happens, I and the production team can't instantly teleport over."

Chen Fang looked at the camera. "Don't broadcast this part in post-production."

Yue Qingzhu roughly guessed what he meant, probably some low-probability criminal incidents. She clasped her hands on the table, hunched her shoulders, and gripped her arms, echoing, "Mm-hmm, cut it, cut it, cut all of this part."

A brief silence fell over the gazebo.

After a while, Chen Fang spoke. "Let me confirm, you can cosplay, right?"

Yue Qingzhu shrugged, her gaze drifting to the edge of the table. "I haven't tried it either, but I think it should be fine, right? I can try."

"Then, can you play the erhu?"

Yue Qingzhu was slightly stunned, looking up at him, blinking in confusion. "Erhu? No."

"Suona?"

Yue Qingzhu shook her head blankly. "Not that either."

"Then, do you know any traditional instruments?"

"Guzheng."

"That's too elegant. Do you know anything more down-to-earth?"

Yue Qingzhu thought for a while. "I know a little bit of sanxian, is that okay?"

"That's perfect!"

"So what are we going to do?"

"Busking."

Yue Qingzhu nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked in confusion, "That's good, but don't you think a guitar would be more suitable?"

"We need to differentiate ourselves in terms of selling points."

Yue Qingzhu's mouth slightly opened, and she nodded. "That makes sense."

"Then let's discuss what songs to play in what situations."

Yue Qingzhu nodded vigorously.

It was well-organized and creative. As expected of a disciple from a sect she invested in, he was reliable!

Being in a group with him was truly enjoyable!

...

"Chen... Chen Fang! What does 'zombie makeup' mean?"

7 AM the next morning, in the styling room of the villa next door, after the stylist had just left, Yue Qingzhu stared intently at Chen Fang, her round apricot eyes filled with disbelief.

Chen Fang explained, "It's a zombie costume."

"I know, but aren't we supposed to be busking?"

"That's right, this is called a differentiated marketing strategy. You said you were willing to try cosplay, and if we dress up as zombies to busk, it should attract more attention."

Yue Qingzhu gently pursed her lips, blinking a little helplessly, her fingers twisting the corner of her clothes.

Why did she feel like she had been tricked?

She didn't dislike dressing up as a zombie, but she had never cosplayed outside before. And her public image was that of an aloof pop diva, dressing up as a zombie...

Her purpose for coming here was clearly to experience novel things and spark creative inspiration.

Thinking of this, she paused slightly, then her eyes lit up.

She understood! No wonder Chen Fang's flashes of inspiration always bubbled up like boiling water. It was because his thoughts jumped around, and he experienced different events.

Besides, it wasn't just her dressing up as a zombie; both of them would, so...

Seeing that there was no one else around, Yue Qingzhu didn't bother to feign aloofness. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes curving as she smiled faintly. "Okay, okay, I trust you!"

The smile on Chen Fang's face froze.

He was waiting for negative emotional value, waiting for her to reluctantly and awkwardly agree, but he never expected to hear a bright, smiling "I trust you."

Did she have to be so sincere? What were these people doing? Xie Yunxuan was promoting him, and Yue Qingzhu said she trusted him.

Was his brilliant personality so radiant that it couldn't be hidden?

Chen Fang tentatively asked, "Really?"

Yue Qingzhu nodded earnestly. "Really, I'll go with you."