When Yang Lin was feeling all jumbled inside, Chen Feng noticed sothing was off.
"What’s wrong with you? Are we going?"
Going? Where to?
Seeing Chen Feng’s confused face, Yang Lin couldn’t help but feel frustrated.
How did I end up with such a clueless partner? He’s about to be sold and doesn’t even realize it, yet he’s still talking about leaving. Am I supposed to hurry up and count the money for them? Really, how can soone be so foolish?
For no reason, Yang Lin almost despised Chen Feng; he was such a blockhead. She was incredibly annoyed but didn’t know how to vent her frustration.
Should I explain it to Chen Feng?
But then, turning to look at Chen Feng, who exuded an air of pure, unadulterated foolishness, Yang Lin took a deep breath, hardened her face, and completely gave up.
Just then, Chu Tian had already strode quickly towards the studio’s entrance, with several vaguely familiar people standing nearby.
"President Chu, are we setting off now?"
Chu Tian nodded, glanced at the equipnt in their hands, and asked, "Is everything ready? Is all the equipnt here?"
"All set, don’t worry, President Chu."
"Alright, let’s go. Head downstairs; I’ll drive."
With that, he led the way to the elevator.
anwhile, the simple-minded Chen Feng still hadn’t realized what was afoot. He excitedly pulled Yang Lin’s arm and said, "Hey, see? Aren’t these the people who ca last ti to shoot Guang’s video?"
"You an they might be recording a video for us, too? Wouldn’t that an we could also hit it big overnight?"
Chen Feng, thrilled, completely missed how red Yang Lin’s face had beco.
What was I even thinking just now? Thank heavens I didn’t tell this idiot Chen Feng. It would’ve been too embarrassing. Oh my gosh, this is social suicide! My mind has gone into the gutter.
At that mont, Yang Lin’s inner world was in complete turmoil. She was beyond embarrassed. She had assud one thing, but upon seeing the film crew, she realized it was all in her head. To think she prided herself on her looks and had suspected so shady dealings were afoot! It turned out her own thoughts were the ones that couldn’t see the light of day.
When Chen Feng received no response for a long ti, he turned back to look at Yang Lin in surprise. "Hm? Why aren’t you speaking?"
He then saw she was blushing, head down, not saying a word as she walked out.
"Eh? What’s wrong?" Chen Feng asked, concerned. "Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a fever? Are you okay?"
Yang Lin was nearly driven crazy by his nagging. Angrily looking up, she glared at Chen Feng and, through clenched teeth, squeezed out, "Is there sothing wrong with *you*? Just walk! Why all the questions?"
Damn it, did he expect to tell him about my embarrassing past? Why so many questions?
Chilled by her harsh words, Chen Feng recoiled. His face fell, and he silently quickened his pace. anwhile, he was nearly boiling over inside.
What’s wrong with this woman? Just a mont ago, her expression kept changing from dark to pale, and now she’s blushing. I get scolded just for asking? Is she nuts or sothing? Forget it. I can’t deal with her. Better keep my distance.
Completely oblivious to how close he had co to stirring up a hornet’s nest, Chen Feng, drawing on his past experiences, quickly distanced himself from Yang Lin, narrowly avoiding disaster.
After they went downstairs and got into the car, Chu Tian started the engine and briefly outlined the plan.
"Lin and his team will pretend to be a film crew. Yang Lin, Chen Feng, you two will pose as internet celebrities, understand?"
"We’re going to a place soon, and you two will take the caraman and microphone to conduct a street interview."
"Do you know how to do a street interview? It involves pulling people aside on the street to interview them, but our version will be different. I will assign the interviewees to you."
As Chu Tian drove out of the parking lot and onto the main road, he pointed to a box next to him and said, "This box contains a Bluetooth earpiece. Yang Lin, you wear this. I’ll direct you through it, telling you what to do and say. Understand?"
Now that she had cald down a little, Yang Lin was more focused when it ca to business. She had seen street interviews while scrolling through videos and regularly interacted with many people. This kind of task wasn’t difficult for her.
"Got it. So we’re basically pretending to be journalists or hosts and interviewing soone, right?"
"Yes, that’s pretty much it."
Chu Tian nodded with a smile.
"Who are we interviewing?" Yang Lin asked. "Does this relate to our debut?"
At this, Chu Tian beca evasive again.
"No rush, you’ll find out in ti. Just follow my directions, okay?"
"Okay..."
Yang Lin sneakily glanced at Chu Tian, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into her heart.
What exactly was he planning? Did it relate to our debut? Why all the secrecy?
Actually, Chu Tian wasn’t keen on this approach either. He was worried that if he revealed too much too soon, Yang Lin and Chen Feng might feel over-pressured and perform poorly, which would ruin things.
Soon, the car stopped beside a park. Chu Tian led them into the park at a leisurely pace. After about ten to fifteen minutes of wandering around inside, his eyes suddenly brightened.
They were in a small square within the park, standing on a path leading to it, with a pavilion nearby.
"Let’s do it here," Chu Tian said. "Lin, first get all the equipnt set up. We’re about to begin."
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