Chu Yueyi had never dialed Shi Guanghua's number before. She always felt that phone calls were somewhat intrusive, only to be made in emergencies, otherwise they were a form of disturbance. She would jump even when receiving calls from others, feeling a sense of alarm as if something was terribly wrong. But she never expected him to be the complete opposite.
He even specifically pointed out that this was their first phone call.
Chu Yueyi felt a subtle emotion in her heart, but her face revealed dimples as she teased with a curved smile: "From now on, I'll call you a hundred times a day, then you won't dawdle about hanging up anymore."
Shi Guanghua glanced at her and said calmly: "You can try."
Chu Yueyi's smile instantly froze: "..."
Chu Yueyi thought: What's wrong with this guy? Try and die!
Chu Yueyi hadn't expected him to respond. Although his tone was still concise, it somehow inflicted real damage, catching her off guard. She gave him an incredulous sidelong glance, deeply feeling that this person's way of speaking was confusing, constantly flip-flopping between "knowing how to talk" and "not knowing how to talk."
Chu Yueyi chose to remain silent at this moment, feeling that the conversation couldn't continue. She quietly followed Shi Guanghua through the door.
The creative park was filled with countless uniquely shaped, distinctively designed high-rise buildings. The building housing Shi Guanghua's studio was equally extraordinary, completely redefining Chu Yueyi's concept of a "studio." She had originally thought the studio would only occupy a few floors, but it turned out that the entire building was related to music production.
The ground floor was a spacious and bright area, filled with various soft chairs and sofas for receiving guests. The walls were adorned with music and movie posters, along with many vinyl records and musical decorations, giving it the appearance of a leisure area.
If one looked up, they could see the spiraling floors above. Each floor seemed to have people busy at work, and the large building didn't feel empty at all.
Chu Yueyi remembered how Shi Guanghua had been dizzy and confused during the commercial shoot, not even understanding the on-site procedures. Now she felt the tables had turned, feeling equally lost in this unfamiliar environment. She followed him around in a daze, muttering, "I thought it was just a small studio."
In her imagination, Shi Guanghua should have been creating in an extremely enclosed environment, similar to a soundproof recording studio, rather than in a beautiful and spacious design-focused building.
Shi Guanghua paused: "Don't you like the external environment? Cheng said that girls are usually interested in these things."
Because the lobby had excellent lighting and a very stylish decoration, girls often came here to take photos. Of course, this was all hearsay for Shi Guanghua, as he rarely visited crowded areas and his activities were mostly confined to fixed locations.
Chu Yueyi: "No, it's not that I don't like it, it's just inconvenient. It feels like there are so many people..." The thought of so many people watching them record the show, and possibly being Shi Guanghua's colleagues, was almost suffocating to her.
Shi Guanghua looked at her deeply, repeating uncertainly: "Inconvenient?"
Chu Yueyi nodded vaguely: "Mm."
Shi Guanghua pondered for a few seconds. He led Chu Yueyi into the elevator, used his work card to light up the floor button, and then slowly said: "It's convenient now, what do you want to do?"
He quietly looked at her, waiting for her response, as if he was a bit expectant.
Chu Yueyi: "?"
The cameraman in the corner was equally stunned by this. He hesitated on the spot, unsure whether to exit or not. While steadily holding the camera, he looked left and right, suddenly feeling as if he had a built-in lighting effect.
Cameraman: The director didn't mention this scene.
Chu Yueyi was completely confused by Shi Guanghua's question. In the elevator with only three people, she became dizzy, exclaiming: "What do you mean, what do I want to do?"
Shi Guanghua was puzzled by her confused expression. He blinked and asked in return: "Then why did you say it's inconvenient with many people?"
Chu Yueyi said dryly: "Those are your colleagues, right? Of course it feels inconvenient for us to suddenly walk in..."
Chu Yueyi had never felt awkward on shows before. She always operated within the assumed environment set by the production team, and even if there were tourists at scenic spots, they were ultimately just bystanders unrelated to their private lives. She could perform freely in virtual scenarios, but now she found herself in Shi Guanghua's actual workplace.
These people weren't tourists in an amusement park; they would be stationed here long-term, perhaps even having known Shi Guanghua for years. They weren't celebrities like Zou Qian, and might not even be familiar with the entertainment industry. How would they interpret a dating show's on-screen couple?
Chu Yueyi felt that by barging into this place, she was somehow infringing on the boundaries of both their real lives, naturally feeling an indescribable unease.
Cheng had said that many girls were interested in the lobby's design, but Chu Yueyi naturally associated this with the idea that girls would also be interested in Shi Guanghua, making her feel even more out of place. She was too conspicuous in his real life, and might actually be hindering him, after all, the show was just a show.
Shi Guanghua was confused by her incoherent explanation. After a moment of silence, he asked pointedly: "Is our relationship something that can't see the light of day?"
His tone was too cold and sharp, like a blade in the dark night, a fatal strike.
Chu Yueyi's almond eyes trembled. She unconsciously pressed her lips together, suddenly feeling a hint of annoyance, almost ready to question him on the spot.
What kind of relationship do we have then?
Although they had countless memories from the show, in the end, they were still just colleagues.
The elevator chimed, reaching the target floor.
The elevator doors slowly opened, and outside stood Cheng, who had been waiting for a long time. His appearance immediately broke the deadlock in the elevator as he waved with a smile: "You're all here, let's go then!"
"Is there anyone else coming?" Cheng peeked in and looked around. Noticing their odd expressions, he asked curiously, "What's wrong now? Shi, weren't you in a good mood when you left?"
Shi Guanghua didn't respond.
Cheng was used to his lifeless state and instead tried to comfort Chu Yueyi: "Don't take Shi too seriously, he has those days every month."
Shi Guanghua walked silently in front. When they were on the ground floor, he had waited for Chu Yueyi, afraid she couldn't keep up with his pace, but now it seemed he had handed over the reception duties to Cheng.
Chu Yueyi had always been good-tempered and rarely took offense, but for some reason, she was furiously angry with him now. If it were someone else showing a cold face, she wouldn't be affected at all, but now she wanted to pound him into the ground to relieve the inexplicable frustration in her heart.
They were still recording, what kind of temper was he throwing?
"This is our music production area. Generally, not many people come here, so it's quite quiet..." Cheng tried hard to liven up the atmosphere. Although Chu Yueyi's mind was wandering, he still diligently introduced the place.
Chu Yueyi forcefully suppressed the flames dancing in her chest, but her exterior remained calm as she said: "I was quite surprised when I came in, this place is bigger than I imagined."
Cheng: "Yes, actually some people from outside are from other companies, they just rent the space to do music post-production and leave after using the equipment. We're now in the core area, you can't get here without swiping a card."
Under Cheng's introduction, Chu Yueyi gained some understanding. Although they called it a "studio," in reality, this place was more like a company, also undertaking various types of business. Besides music creation, they also rented out equipment and recording studios, with partners covering both domestic and international markets.
Chu Yueyi originally only knew that Shi Guanghua was a talented musician. Now she added new adjectives in her mind - he was a rich and talented musician, with a studio comparable to other companies' buildings.
But this still wasn't a reason for him to throw attitude around.
Shi Guanghua had already arrived at the studio first. He sat in the only black swivel chair in the room, surrounded by unknown equipment, browsing the computer screen with a gloomy expression.
Now the environment in the room matched Chu Yueyi's imagination. The walls seemed to be made of special materials, surrounded by instruments she couldn't understand, with a few chairs piled in the corner.
Cheng proactively brought over a chair and warmly invited: "Please, have a seat."
Chu Yueyi thanked Cheng softly, but she didn't sit down immediately. Instead, she said: "I'd like some water."
Cheng: "Alright, just a moment, I'll go..."
Chu Yueyi walked directly towards the silent Shi Guanghua. She lightly tapped her knuckles on his laptop, interrupting his focus on the screen, and said without any courtesy: "You go get it for me."
She couldn't describe the surging emotions within her now. All she knew was that he brought her immense displeasure, compelling her to torment and seek revenge on him, otherwise it would be difficult to extinguish the burning anger in her body.
She had always been calm and unperturbed, which meant that when strong emotions did arise, they felt particularly intense.
Shi Guanghua and Cheng were both stunned simultaneously. Shi Guanghua had been harboring some discomfort, but when he looked up and met her expressionless gaze, he immediately dispelled his wandering thoughts. Instead, he felt a chill run down his spine, his powerful survival instinct suppressing everything else!
Chu Yueyi's face was devoid of any smile, her usual warm expression replaced by a powerful aura. Her tone was cool and unhurried: "Now. Immediately. At once."
Each word she uttered seemed to strike his heart, like a countdown to doom.
In the next second, Shi Guanghua stood up at lightning speed. He didn't dare delay at all and responded, "Alright."
Before Cheng could fully react, Shi Guanghua had left like a whirlwind.
After Shi Guanghua's departure, Chu Yueyi instantly took over the only black swivel chair in the room. This chair was unlike any other, looking almost like a throne in a studio, and still retained Shi Guanghua's body heat.
She casually sat in the chair and spun around once, as nonchalant as if she were the room's owner.
Not bad at all.
The strange displeasure diminished.
Moments later, Shi Guanghua returned holding a disposable paper cup. He was startled to see Chu Yueyi in the swivel chair, then hesitated at the doorway, not entering the room for a long time, seemingly caught in a dilemma.
"Is there a problem?" Chu Yueyi mistakenly thought he was upset about his seat being occupied. She lightly interlaced her fingers, revealing a meaningful, challenging smile. "There's no one else here now. It's quite convenient, isn't it?"
Without his real-life colleagues watching, she could treat him as she pleased.
She had a strange, Scorpio-like urge to turn dark. After all, there had been odd rumors during the yogurt commercial. Why not discard her previous warm TV personality and torment this ungrateful person thoroughly? That would make for an interesting plot twist, wouldn't it?
Shi Guanghua felt as if Chu Yueyi was a queen on her throne, naturally possessing the power to control others' lives and deaths. No one could dare to contradict her.
He finally walked in slowly, handing her the paper cup filled with warm water, and said with lowered eyes, "No problem."
Cheng, watching Shi Guanghua who didn't dare to breathe loudly, was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, you never let us drink water in here before..."
This was Shi Guanghua's private territory, and he strongly disliked others barging in with water cups. Who would have thought there'd come a day when he'd bring water in himself?
Cheng thought: What goes around comes around, heaven spares no one!!