"Oh? Have you all reached this point? That's really congratulations." Kong Youli said casually.
"So why are you here?" Song Lucun looked at him seriously.
Kong Youli frowned, was he some kind of disaster? Why did everyone want to drive him away?
"Ji Xinyao's father is the deputy dean of our liberal arts college. Today he went to Huaya Campus for a paternity test. I saw that he had to wait for a long time for the school bus, so I wanted to do a favor. Ji Xinyao and I happened to know each other, so he asked me to
Get up and have a meal. I don’t know how things are going between you and Ji Xinyao, but from Dean Gong’s attitude, I don’t regard you as his daughter’s boyfriend.”
He also responded to Song Lucun unceremoniously.
Just as Song Lucun was about to say something, Kong Youli spoke again, "Oh, by the way. Our Dean Gong is quite good at studying these things. His palm reading is not accurate, but if you believe it, it will work, if you don't, it will not work. Mr. Song can do it appropriately
Please refer to it.”
Song Lucun lowered his eyes and looked at his palm, with a sinister expression on his face.
He skirted around the subject unhappily.
"Since we are having Chinese food, let's not drink red wine and drink white wine. Is that okay, Professor Kong?"
"It's okay to drink less. I have to go to class tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll talk nonsense if I drink too much."
When the two came back, Ji Xinyao and Gong Jianping were already chatting and smiling happily.
"Why did it take you so long to pick out the wine?" Gong Jianping asked.
"I didn't have much to choose from. If I wanted to eat Chinese food, I'd rather drink something white. I got a bottle of Feitian from a relatively good vintage. Professor Kong and I chatted for a while."
Song Lucun said and poured the wine for Gong Jianping.
"Do you want to drink, Xinyao? We don't encourage you to drink."
"Just a little bit is fine. I want to pay tribute to my dad."
The dishes were almost ready, and the four of them started eating and drinking.
Suddenly, Ji Xinyao, Kong Youli and Song Lucun's cell phones rang together.
The three of them opened their phones together, and it turned out to be a wedding invitation from Ji Jingxue.
The groom is Meng Shu!
"How could this happen? How could it happen so suddenly?" Kong Youli shouted in disbelief, "I thought Ye Kaiyang had a better chance."
Ji Xinyao and Song Lucun looked at each other. Others didn't know what was going on, but they knew it very well.
Meng Shu paid a ransom of 200 million for Ji Jingxue, and Ji Jingxue just pledged herself to him.
However, Meng Shu had no requirements for Ji Jingxue before. After all, in his understanding, without Ji Jingxue, he would not be who he is now. I don’t know how he dared to propose marrying her this time...
"Xiaokong, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, Dean. Come, let me toast you."
As cups of strong alcohol went down his throat, Kong Youli couldn't resist. Gong Jianping quickly stopped, saying that this round was over and he had to send Kong Youli back as soon as possible.
Ji Xinyao didn't stop them and helped them find a driver.
Song Lucun called his assistant to come over and send Ji Xinyao home.
In the back seat of the car, Song Lucun held Ji Xinyao's hand.
"Actually, when your dad read my palm today and said my marriage line was not good, I was a little panicked."
"Really? I can't tell."
Song Lucun lowered his head and smiled, "Maybe I'm used to it. The best way for a coward to disguise himself is to hide his emotions and then bluff. But in front of you, I don't want to hide."
"Are you drunk too? Talking so much?"
"I'm a little drunk, but not drunk. I'm very sober now... Do you think it's a bit annoying for me to talk so much?"
"It's okay. But I think you should focus on the key points. My house is almost here."
She said, pointing to the building in front of her.
Song Lucun fell silent.
It wasn't until the car stopped and Ji Xinyao was about to leave that Song Lucun held her wrist again.
"I...I actually didn't prepare much. But I always keep the ring on me."
As he spoke, he took out a gift box and opened it towards Ji Xinyao. A pigeon egg appeared in front of Ji Xinyao's eyes.
"Xinyao, you..."
"Song Lucun, do you want to think about it for me?" Ji Xinyao interrupted him directly.
He was drunk and took advantage of the news of Meng Shu and Ji Jingxue's marriage, so he had the courage to propose to her.
He was indeed worried that what Gong Jianping said would come true.
Ji Xinyao looked at him coldly, "My new drama will start filming tomorrow. It's a sweet drama. It's about selling CP and selling candy. If you propose to me now, do you think anyone will watch this drama if this matter gets out of hand?"
You are also a businessman. If you cast this drama, what do you think of such a love-minded female artist?"
Song Lucun was speechless.
Of course he also knew that he was impulsive in doing so.
In fact, he rarely had such impulse in his life. Just because the person in front of him was Ji Xinyao.
"I know I shouldn't affect your career, but I'm worried...I'm afraid I'll lose you. It's wrong of me to propose directly, so...what about dating? I want to feel at ease."
"Song Lucun, you'd better go back and sober up. You wouldn't normally be so insane, and I can't agree to a drunken you. I'm going back, let go of my hand."
Song Lucun still held her hand tightly.
Ji Xinyao used brute force to pull her hand away, got out of the car, and said to Song Lucun's assistant, "Send your boss back. It's best to buy some kudzu root and soak it in water to sober him up."
She left and confirmed that Song Lucun's numerical value in front of her had not changed.
If she hadn't been busy with work recently, she would have managed to end Song Lucun's line earlier, but when she got busy, Ji Xinyao really couldn't spare any time.
She suddenly felt that she was more cold-blooded than Song Zilian. She was obviously the prey that she had not caught, and she was not even willing to say anything against her will.
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Ji Xinyao was woken up by Gou Zhizhi, and after dressing up, she rushed to the set.
It was originally a low-cost web drama, but everyone only held a brief launch ceremony, burned incense, received a launch red envelope, and then quickly started working.
The first step is to take makeup photos.
Ji Xinyao's character is that of a silly and sweet-looking beauty turned into a workplace beauty, so the stylist prepared several looks for her and selected two contrasting ones to take makeup photos and posters.
Gou Zhizhi was already interested in beauty, so she stood beside her and secretly learned the skills of professional makeup artists.
She also worked hard to provide suggestions based on her experience in watching countless popular dramas.
"Teacher, this character is silly and sweet in the early stage. Although straight hair looks more innocent, Xinyao's appearance is not cute to begin with. It looks a bit cold like this. Can you try to make your hair curly or braid it?
We need to get closer to her character. Thank you for your hard work, teacher, please, please."
"I think curly hair is not suitable. Sister Xinyao has very strong facial features, and curly hair tends to look too bright. Braided hair may be more suitable. I have some sample pictures here for your reference."
Gou Zhizhi looked at it and felt that these were too common in TV dramas and not distinctive enough.
She thought for a while and dug out the comics she was reading.
"Teacher, do you think this can be made? With this lace bow hair accessory, I think it has a sweet feeling, which can well balance Xinyao's temperament and character image."
"It's okay, but it's a bit too two-dimensional. Liu Fa should change it a little and cut it shorter..."
The two had a heated discussion, and soon helped Ji Xinyao tailor a braided hairstyle that looked very girly, looking youthful and sweet.
Afterwards, she changed into a lace dress with a baby doll collar prepared by the crew, and she looked extremely cute.
Su Beidou also did a good job of styling her. When he took a photo with her, he was stunned. He suspected that Ji Xinyao was a different person from beginning to end.