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After the rehearsal, Yun Li went out to dinner with Qin Nianchu, who had also received an invitation from the director of Nancheng Television Station to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration. Over the years, she had gained some fame, and last year, she and Peng Qingyu performed a Tibetan Dance in front of Potala Palace, which attracted a lot of attention and boosted her popularity significantly. As a result, scripts began to come her way one after another.
In Qin Nianchu's words, "If there’s work, I’ll take it; if not, I’ll just have fun." She was quite happy being a small star without worrying about money. They casually chose a barbecue restaurant in the shopping mall. The pork belly and beef sizzled on the grill, and Qin Nianchu eagerly picked up a piece, wrapped it in lettuce, and stuffed it into her mouth.
"I’m about to start filming; I’ve been on a diet for two months and I’m starving," she said.
"You’ve been on a diet for two months; isn’t this going to ruin all your hard work?" Yun Li replied.
Qin Nianchu shook her head, swallowing the meat and vegetables. "I’ll just run a couple of laps when I get back."
"Once I start filming, you won’t see me for half a year," she added.
Yun Li said, "I’ll be busy too; I guess we’ll only see each other during the New Year."
"By the way, you were trending with Qing Yu recently. Whenever you two are in the same frame, it makes headlines. Even I see it despite not often checking my phone."
Qin Nianchu glanced around and whispered, "That’s all bought publicity. My agent said it’s faster to get noticed that way."
Yun Li nodded knowingly. The netizens were skilled at editing clips, and with marketing accounts hyping things up, even she felt somewhat drawn into it.
The two finished their meal quickly after exchanging just a few words and wiped their mouths as they prepared to leave. As they reached the hotel lobby, they spotted Zhao Mo sitting there with a large bouquet of flowers. It was hard not to notice him with such an extravagant display.
Zhao Mo walked over with a smile, but the attention from those around made her extremely uncomfortable; it was too ostentatious.
Qin Nianchu scrutinized Zhao Mo closely; he looked good in his suit, which didn’t seem like something someone in sales would wear—though the red roses he held seemed rather cliché. The packaging was ordinary too; judging by Li Li’s expression, she hadn’t known about this beforehand.
"Not thoughtful enough; he didn’t prepare well," Qin Nianchu concluded.
"We're all nearing thirty; if we’re still moved by such little surprises, then we might as well have lived in vain," she thought.
"Yun Li! I’m here on business and thought I’d drop by since I’m staying nearby," Zhao Mo said as he handed the flowers to Yun Li. In front of everyone, she had no choice but to accept them.
"Thank you! It’s getting late; we should head upstairs," she replied.
Yun Li and Qin Nianchu stepped into the elevator.
Qin Nianchu could tell that Yun Li wasn't very keen on the encounter. "So, this is the blind date your aunt arranged for you?" he asked. "You spent all your time getting ready, and the flowers he sent are just thoughtless. You don't want to directly refuse him, do you?"
"I did refuse him, but he suggested we be friends."
"Well, if he’s asking to be friends, it’s hard to turn him down. As the saying goes, you shouldn’t strike someone who is smiling at you."
Yun Li placed the flowers on the table and took out her phone. [Mr. Zhao, thank you for the flowers today, but it feels a bit strange to receive flowers between friends.]
A quick reply came back: [I’m used to sending them; I thought you would like them.]
On the night of the event, Jiang Shiyu entered wearing a black shirt and black trousers, a cap pulled low over his face and a mask covering his features as he sat in a corner.
The backdrop was a full moon, and on stage, Yun Li donned a Blue and White Performance Costume. Her hair was elegantly styled up, adorned with a finely crafted Fa Bao Zhu Chai.
The group dancers wore white outfits and followed along with the choreography, but it was Yun Li in the center who drew all eyes.
The flow of emotions was palpable; every movement was executed to perfection, as if her skirt had been imbued with a soul, flowing like water. Each display of dance technique showcased the meticulously crafted costume's purpose beautifully.
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