"We've been classmates, and I didn't know you liked tea." Xie Jianyuan gave a meaningful smile.
Jiang Xiuyan's expression stiffened slightly, and he remained silent.
Xie Jianyuan was about to speak, he suddenly felt Xu Chun move in his arms.
"What's wrong?" Xie Jianyuan asked.
Xu Chun rubbed her cheek against his chest and slowly uttered a few words: "Feel like throwing up."
Xie Jianyuan paused for a moment, then a helpless smile appeared on his face as he gently coaxed, "Be good, bear with it, you can throw up when we get home."
Jiang Xiuyan's expression was quite interesting when he heard Xu Chun say this. Even in front of him, he had never shown any weakness. Xu Chun was always gentle and calm. Of course, he could be shy and timid at times, but he was always free and easy in certain aspects. He was a very strong-willed person at heart, so he had rarely been seen acting coquettishly.
As for Xie Jianyuan, he only showed this doting and indulgent expression in front of Xu Chun. Thinking of this, he lowered his eyelashes to block his vision, afraid that he would not be able to bear it if he looked at her again.
After hearing Xie Jianyuan's words, Xu Chun muttered something in dissatisfaction, but at least she obediently listened to him.
After the four of them got off the elevator, they separated. Xie Jianyuan pulled his coat over Xu Chun's head, put on a mask and hat, and walked quickly toward the car with his head down, all to avoid being photographed by paparazzi.
After arriving home, Xie Jianyuan prepared a hangover soup for Xu Chun and personally fed it to him. At first, Xu Chun was very uncooperative, but with Xie Jianyuan's patient coaxing, he eventually drank the hangover soup clean.
Looking at Xu Chun's drunken, hazy appearance, Xie Jianyuan couldn't help but gently raise the corners of his lips, stroking his fair cheek and slowly caressing his smooth skin.
He let out a soft sigh from his throat, "It's you I love."
Only at this moment could he express his pent-up feelings, because he was afraid that speaking out would disrupt their current relationship, and he dared not take that risk.
Xu Chun, whose mind was completely blank from being drunk, was unable to react at this moment, only giving a vague reply that sounded like a response.
Xie Jianyuan chuckled softly, then gently stroked his forehead and said tenderly, "Sleep well, goodnight."
When Xu Chun woke up the next day, he opened the door and saw Xie Jianyuan on the phone, probably talking to his agent. He walked over, took a packet of milk, and then drank some milk.
Xie Jianyuan hung up the phone and looked at Xu Chun, who had already gotten up. He had just called out "Brother Chun" when Xu Chun interrupted him.
He tore off a piece of bread with a blank expression and chewed it. "Don't ask me, I've forgotten everything."
His memories of last night's drunkenness were indeed very confused, but he vaguely remembered a very embarrassing scene, with Jiang Xiuyan and Shen Zhu even present. Thinking of this, Xu Chun felt ashamed and indignant to the point of wanting to die.
Xie Jianyuan didn't expose his thoughts, but just smiled and said, "I wanted to ask you if your agent has told you about the magazine shoot?"
Xu Chun shook her head.
"It seems my agent got the news first." Xie Jianyuan smiled and said, "The cover stars for the next issue of 'Vomune' magazine are tentatively you and me."
Xu Chun was slightly surprised. Of course he knew about the magazine "Vomune". It was a well-known fashion magazine in China and even the world. It was a fashion resource that many artists dreamed of. If an artist managed to get it, it would be something that the fan circle would brag about for a long time.
He was at the height of his fame when he was around seventeen years old. He appeared on the cover of this magazine once, but only as a supplement. He never expected to appear on the main magazine one day.
The magazine shoot took place in a high-end office building. As Xu Chun walked down the corridor, many staff members greeted him politely, their attitudes more respectful than before.
Because Xu Chun's new film achieved remarkable box office success, the final box office of "Twin Cities" in this life was even higher than that in the previous life.
While the fan economy accounts for a large proportion of the market, viewership ratings and box office revenue are real and tangible results. Without the support and affection of casual viewers, it's perfectly normal for a show to flop.
There are too many examples in the industry of young male idols whose works have flopped. Although Xu Chun is not a young male idol, recently it seems that his popularity data is even trending towards surpassing some young male idols.
Nowadays, young male actors are often ridiculed for their lack of acting skills, while talented actors often lack popularity and fail to become famous. If Xu Chun can achieve both, her future prospects are limitless.
The box office performance of this movie is a case in point.
However, the premise is that nothing goes wrong, because everything in this circle changes in an instant. You may be standing high one second and fall the next. Nothing can be said for sure.
After changing his clothes in the dressing room, Xu Chun came out. The magazine had designed an elite look for him. He was wearing a silver-gray suit, his soft black hair was neatly combed, he wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his shirt was buttoned up neatly, making him look refined and ascetic.
Everyone had their own dressing room. Xu Chun heard the makeup artist say that there were two photography studios, one large and one small. The large one was for shooting him and Xie Jianyuan, and the small one was for shooting Fu He and Xu Huaizhou.
Fu He, Xu Chun couldn't help but pause slightly. Since they parted ways after recording the variety show last time, she hadn't seen him for quite some time, and neither had she seen Xu Huaizhou.
"Is Xie Jianyuan finished?" After waiting for a while, Xu Chun couldn't help but ask.
The makeup artist gently patted foundation onto his face, replying, "It's still early; a staff member will come to let you know later."
Xu Chun then fell silent and continued staring at herself in the mirror.
He had already taken off his glasses and placed them on the dressing table. Beneath his black bangs were beautiful amber eyes, and his facial features were soft and clean.
As the makeup artist applied his makeup, she said, "Brother Xu, how come your skin is so good? What's your skincare routine? Can you share your secrets?"