Chapter 643
Teach me techniques? Don't be ridiculous, Sister Zhang is laughing.
"I remember, I remember, they mentioned it to me before."
"That's good." Principal Wang's voice was filled with laughter. "The brand has made all the arrangements, and I've also cleared out a classroom for you. It's the multimedia classroom that you helped coordinate before. It's fully equipped and the photos will turn out great. Also, the batch of audio-visual equipment they promised to donate to the school was all delivered yesterday afternoon. The teachers have all checked it, and the quality is fine. They're all the latest models. Our school's teaching conditions will be able to reach a new level from now on."
"That's great news! This is great news!" Jiang Yang said with a smile.
Jiang Yueyue, who was standing next to her, immediately leaned over and said in a low voice, "Turn on the speakerphone, I can't hear you."
Jiang Yang glanced at her sideways.
Jiang Yueyue sweetly changed her address: "Brother~"
He caught a glimpse of her secretly hiding her phone in the corner of the table.
I clicked on the recording page.
Jiang Yang asked, "Are you possessed by Bai Lu?"
Which one is Bailu?
Jiang Yueyue looked completely bewildered.
Since Bailu had never been brought home, her younger sister naturally didn't recognize her.
You can't bring Bailu (White Dew) home.
Otherwise, everyone would know that he has a non-mainstream younger sister who loves to join in the fun and likes to show off.
Bai Lu might even expose his frequent beatings from his mother at home and his constant battles of wits with his sister online.
He has a sense of shame too.
"Why are you recording this?" Jiang Yang bluntly exposed him.
Jiang Yueyue remained defiant, muttering under her breath, "The principal of Tongliang Middle School called you personally, how awesome is that? I recorded it and played it for my classmates. We're born of the same mother, so if you're awesome, doesn't that mean I'm awesome too?"
Jiang Yang didn't even lift his eyelids, and directly turned to his mother and shouted, "Jiang Yueyue needs to take her phone to school."
My mom's face darkened, and her voice boomed, "Jiang Yueyue! Are you asking for trouble again? Give me your phone!"
"Who gave you permission to record other people's phone calls like that? Huh? Your brother is talking about serious business, what are you meddling in for?"
"You even dare to secretly record this? Do you want to expose all the things that happen at home to the school?"
"How have I always taught you? Don't interrupt when others are speaking. Do you forget how to learn from your mistakes?"
"Give me your phone!"
After a series of harsh words, Jiang Yueyue's face turned pale.
He dared not speak out in anger, and reluctantly pulled his phone out from under the table, shoving it into his mother's hand.
She glared at Jiang Yang fiercely, gritted her teeth, and hissed, "It's all your fault!"
Jiang Yang didn't even lift his eyelids, but raised his hand and slapped her on the back of the head, not too hard, not too soft.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was incredibly intimidating.
Jiang Yueyue froze, too afraid to utter a sound.
She finished the last sip of soy milk and slammed the bowl heavily on the table with a bang.
He grabbed the backpack from the back of the chair and slung it haphazardly over his shoulder.
With his neck stiff and face tense, he stomped across the floor and rushed towards the door.
He gripped the doorknob.
I really want to slam the door and leave in a huff.
But I dare not.
We could only close the door slowly.
On the other end of the phone, the principal asked with a smile, "Jiang Yang, are you busy over there?"
Jiang Yang rubbed his temples, his tone calm as if nothing had happened: "I've been a bit busy. My sister was acting up again, so I beat her up. She's much more normal now, Principal."
The principal's tone became more serious: "Jiang Yang, I really have to thank you this time. If it weren't for your help, our school wouldn't have been able to get such good resources. It not only enhances the school's reputation but also helps the children obtain such practical teaching equipment."
Jiang Yang laughed and said, "I just did what I was supposed to do. It's mainly because the school has a good reputation that the brand was willing to come and film here."
"I know you're being modest; the school owes its success to you."
Principal Wang smiled, then changed the subject, his tone carrying a reminder: "The commercial will officially start filming at 10 a.m. The brand's team is already on their way. You have to be at school on time, don't be late. We'll need your cooperation to coordinate the details with the brand. You've acted before, so you must know these things. We teachers are all laymen, so we can only provide a venue."
"Don't worry, Principal, I'll definitely be there before 9:30," Jiang Yang immediately replied.
"Okay, then thank you for your hard work." Principal Wang's voice softened a bit more: "This filming is also a good opportunity for our school. Cooperate well and try to get the best results. If there's anything the school needs to coordinate later, just let me know."
"Okay, thank you, Principal."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yang put down his phone, and his mother immediately came over, her eyes full of curiosity.
Before she could even speak.
Jiang Yang noticed that Jiang Yueyue was back: "Brother, what did the principal want to see you about?"
"Didn't you leave?"
"I can't bear to part with you."
"Youxuepai wants to film an advertisement at our school, and they asked me to go and coordinate with them this morning."
"I'm so happy, I'm so happy."
Jiang Yueyue looked at her mother with a smile and said, "Mom is happy too. Mom is laughing, hahaha."
I told Tian Xiwei that I would be downstairs at her house in ten minutes.
Xiwei also said that she would come out immediately.
As a result, Jiang Yang drove his Corolla to the entrance of Tian Xiwei's residential area and waited for half an hour, but Tian Xiwei still hadn't come down.
You don't need to wear makeup.
Why is it taking so long?
When asked, they always said they were in the toilet.
He messaged Tian Xiwei: ["Xiwei, are you not going to fall into the trap?"]
"You're the one who fell into the trap!"
"My car battery is almost dead from having my hazard lights on."
["immediately."]
After replying to Jiang Yang's message.
Tian Xiwei put down her phone. In front of her dressing table was a long row of lipsticks.
Peach flavor, green grape flavor, lychee flavor, strawberry flavor.
There's also a freshly opened sea salt flavor.
She frowned at herself in the mirror, picking up each lipstick with her fingertips, then putting it down, looking extremely conflicted.
The last time she kissed Jiang Yang in the car behind the library, Tian Xiwei still felt her cheeks burning when she thought about it.
It's much better than the first time.
I remember the first time I kissed Jiang Yang, I was so nervous that my whole body stiffened, and I closed my eyes as if I were being cupped.
She sucked on Jiang Yang's lips with all her might.
As a result, Jiang Yang's lips were red and swollen from the kiss. Jiang Yang hissed and gasped in pain, but he laughed and coaxed her, "It's okay, it's okay, just be gentler next time."
Later, Jiang Yang patiently taught her to slow down her breathing, not to use too much force, and to just gently press her lips against the ground.
These past few days, she's been trying to learn by watching TV.
The kissing scenes in those idol dramas are either fleeting or just accompanied by background music and slow motion.
The male and female leads are close together with their eyes closed.
I can't see clearly how to move my mouth or how to breathe, so I can't learn it at all.
Bai Lu gave her some advice: "How can I teach you this? I know how, but I can't exactly teach you mouth-to-mouth. Hey Xiwei, don't you like reading female-oriented novels? Female authors write in detail. They describe very clearly how to hold lips together, how to rub against each other, breathing, and all that intertwining."
As a result, Tian Xiwei has been looking for several popular romance novels in the past few days.
While watching, the plot flew by. I specifically watched the scenes where the male and female leads kissed.
The novel is truly detailed, even more so than what Jiang Yang taught.
But as she looked at it, she became completely bewildered.
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
Tian Xiwei brushed her teeth carefully again, not even missing her tongue coating, and then rinsed her mouth with mouthwash until only the cool taste of mint remained in her mouth before she breathed a sigh of relief.
Back at her vanity, she picked up her lipstick again, applied a layer of peach-flavored lipstick, and smacked her lips in front of the mirror. It was too sweet; wouldn't Jiang Yang find it cloying?
Then I washed it off and changed to green grape flavor.
It's refreshing, but it feels like it's missing a bit of softness.
The lychee-scented lotion made my lips look fuller, but I was worried that the scent was too faint and Jiang Yang wouldn't be able to smell it.
After trying four or five different brands, her lips were almost numb from washing, but Tian Xiwei still couldn't make up her mind.
"Sis, what are you doing? You've been in the bathroom for ages!" Tian Xin's voice came from the doorway.
The little girl clung to the doorframe, peering curiously at the row of lipsticks displayed there. Her eyes lit up: "So many lipsticks, you're wasting them by using them all!"
Tian Xiwei quickly gathered her lipstick.
Realizing this was her younger sister, she wasn't nervous at all: "Aren't you supposed to have class today?"
"No need?"
"Then why does Jiang Yang's sister have to attend classes?"
"Jiang Yueyue, right? She's in middle school, I'm in elementary school, and today is the weekend."
Oh right, it's the weekend.
After the college entrance exam, I lost the concept of weekends and never bothered to remember what day of the week it was.
She texted Yang Chaoyue: "Chaoyue, are you awake yet?"
I made a voice call.
The call was disconnected.
Immediately following, I received a sleepy voice message from Yang Chaoyue: ["I'm having a great dream. Yang-ge deducted my salary, and in my dream, I was grabbing my big yellow dog and licking his face like crazy. Yang-ge was so disgusted that he threw up all the money he had deducted from my salary. Don't bother me, I need to continue."]
In the background, you can hear a hen clucking.
Tian Xiwei texted Bai Lu again: ["Bai Lu, are you awake yet?"]
No reply.
["Bai Mengyan."]
Still no reply.
Tian Xiwei typed two words: [“Sister Dog!”]
Bai Lu replied instantly: [“Cupsticks on fire!”]
Tian Xiwei made a voice call: "I have something to ask you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bai Lu interrupted, "Don't bother me, I went to bed at four last night."
What did you do last night?
"Let's eat some melon seeds."
"I might kiss Jiang Yang again, so I bought lipstick this time."
"It's just a kiss, I'm so sleepy, tell me after the kiss."
The White Dew has passed.
Tian Xiwei really wanted to curse.
I'd like to ask, has anyone noticed what fruits Jiang Yang usually likes to eat? Is it really that hard?
I was about to call Mai Mai when I remembered that Mai Mai is also a middle school student and has to go to class today.
Ask your mother/sister?
What does Mom know? All she knows is how to scold people.
If I ever argue with Jiang Yang again, I'll go to my mom and sister.
Tian Xiwei simply sent Zhang Ruonan a message: ["Ruonan, are you awake?"]
[“I’m here, Xiwei.”] Zhang Ruonan replied instantly.
Do you know what fruits Jiang Yang likes to eat?
Zhang Ruonan was replying to the messages while lying on her bed in her university dormitory.
The pillow is soft.
“Jiang Yang’s favorite fruits… wait a minute, Xiwei, let me think.” Zhang Ruonan sent a voice message.
I heard my roommate call out, "Ruonan, keep your voice down."
"Oh, good."
Zhang Ruonan responded and peeked over.
It was the girl in the lower bunk near the door who told her that. She was sitting cross-legged at her desk, rushing to finish her homework, her pen scribbling on the paper, muttering formulas under her breath, and occasionally scratching her hair.
We really shouldn't disturb them.
My roommate on the opposite bed has just finished washing up and is wiping her face in front of the mirror.
There was another girl still huddled in bed, her head covered, only a small section of her dark hair showing, fast asleep, her breathing soft.
Outside the window is the campus, still not fully awake on a weekend morning.
Inside, it was a peaceful and ordinary university morning.
She is just like millions of other girls who have just entered the entertainment industry and still retain a student-like quality.
Behind this small, warm bed curtain lies a secret she has yet to share with anyone.
I thought about it carefully.
Thinking about what fruits Jiang Yang likes to eat: ["Jiang Yang probably likes strawberries."]
["Really?"]
"Yes, Xiwei, I'm sure."
That day in Jiangyang's room, I saw a bag of strawberries.
Tian Xiwei replied: ["That's good, that's good."]
Zhang Ruonan typed: ["Why are you asking this, Xiwei?"]
[“Let me tell you, I’m going to our school with Jiang Yang to film a commercial today, and I want to kiss her again. I’ve read a lot of romance novels and learned a lot of theoretical knowledge, so my kissing skills should have improved. I just bought some strawberry-flavored lip balm. Jiang Yang is picking me up at the entrance of my apartment complex. I’m going up now.”]
I saw the message from Tian Xiwei.
Zhang Ruonan was taken aback.
It's so nice that my hometown and Jiangyang's home are close by.
The female lead who gets the role in the Youxuepai commercial.
[“Keep it up, Huoguanwei.”] Zhang Ruonan typed.
Ruonan received a reply from Tian Xiwei: [“Ruonan, you don’t know how to kiss yet, do you? I’ll teach you the techniques once I’m more skilled.”]
Don't make your sister Zhang laugh.
Zhang Ruonan typed two words: ["Okay."]
Tian Xiwei reapplied her strawberry-scented lipstick, leaned close to Tian Xin, slightly opened her mouth, and breathed on her: "Smell it, how does it smell? Is it nice? Does it have any strange smell?"
Tian Xin wrinkled her little nose, sniffed, and tilted her head, saying, "Hmm...it tastes like strawberries!"
"Really?" Tian Xiwei breathed on her hand again and smelled it herself.
Tian Xin tugged at her sleeve and laughed, "Sis, when I grow up, I'm going to buy just as many lipsticks, and wear them in different ways so others can smell how good they are!"
Tian Xiwei's face darkened: "No, you're not allowed to copy me."
"What?"
"For no reason."
Tian Xiwei stuffed all the lipsticks into her makeup bag: "You're still young, don't think about these messy things. You're not allowed to get so close to boys in the future."
She was genuinely afraid.
Tian Xin is young and naive.
What if I follow her example and use different lipsticks to get close to other guys, and then I run into a scheming blond guy and get scammed?
Jiangyang is different.
Jiang Yang is not Huang Mao.
The phone screen lit up; it was a call from Jiang Yang.
Tian Xiwei hung up immediately.
He sent a voice message, speaking in a Chongqing accent: "Here I come, here I come, what's with the rush? It's so annoying! It's not supposed to start filming at 10 o'clock, it's only a little past 8 o'clock now!"
As she left home, Tian Xiwei ran downstairs with small, quick steps, a faint strawberry flavor still lingering on her lips.
Tense yet expectant. (End of Chapter)