“Last night, Jiang Tu followed you on Weibo.”
Qiao Shu: “??”
Why would Jiang Tu follow her Weibo for no reason!
“Also, you two added each other on WeChat at the set yesterday, and it was caught by paparazzi. It’s trending.”
Qiao Shu: “!!”
How could that be caught too??
“The hashtag about you not following Jiang Tu back is still trending. What you need to do is log into Weibo and follow him back.”
Qiao Shu thought for a moment and said, “Why didn’t you do it for me? Don’t you know my Weibo password?”
“My dear, do you think I didn’t want to? I’m in S City, and the login from a different location triggered a security alert. It requires verification.”
Qiao Shu: “…”
Why such a coincidence??
“Alright, no more talking. Hurry up and log into Weibo to follow Jiang Tu back, then give Manager Chen a call back.”
“Okay,” Qiao Shu agreed.
“Wait, do you have a cold?”
Qiao Shu rubbed her temples. “Yeah.”
“Did you take any medicine? Being so sensitive to the cold is really a problem. You’re too delicate. You’d be fine if you had time to exercise.”
Qiao Shu: “…”
“I took some last night. Sister Qian, I won’t talk to you anymore. I need to log into Weibo and follow someone back.”
After hanging up, Qiao Shu logged into Weibo and typed “Jiang Tu” into the search bar.
As soon as she typed Jiang Tu’s name, the suggestions below were filled with trending topics, most of them related to her.
#JiangTuQiaoShu#
#JiangTuQiaoShuMatchingDownJackets#
#JiangTuQiaoShuOnSetLeaks#
Qiao Shu paused for a few seconds, ignoring these topics, and clicked the search button. Jiang Tu’s Weibo page appeared before her.
Qiao Shu sighed inwardly. Without comparison, there’s no sense of inferiority. His follower count was something she could never hope to reach.
Qiao Shu clicked the “Follow” button.
She didn’t have time to browse his Weibo and immediately logged out, then dialed Manager Chen’s number. The phone rang several times before it was answered.
“Hello! Manager Chen, I went to bed early last night and had my phone on silent, so I missed your call.”
“I’ve already followed Jiang Tu back.”
There was silence on the other end. Qiao Shu parted her red lips to speak but was interrupted.
“Qiao Shu, you don’t need me to teach you how to get famous, do you?”
Qiao Shu rolled her eyes very inelegantly.
Wasn’t it just about being more “intimate” with Jiang Tu? Did he think she didn’t understand? She didn’t want to rely on this kind of publicity.
“Manager Chen, I understand what you’re saying. Could you replace my assistant, Ou Yaya?”
“Half the reason I caught a cold last night was because of her. She didn’t take care of me and was fangirling over Jiang Tu the whole time. Is she here to work or to fangirl?”
“Someone like that is practically useless to me. I hope you’ll consider it.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Qiao Shu stayed quiet for a few seconds. She knew Ou Yaya had connections, but she didn’t know whose connections they were.
“If you’re willing to be the sucker, you can keep paying her salary. Just pretend I never said anything.”
Just as Qiao Shu thought it was hopeless, Manager Chen’s voice came through the receiver.
“I understand. Focus on filming and get along well with Jiang Tu. It would be best if you could become friends.”
Qiao Shu: “Okay, Manager Chen.”
After hanging up, Qiao Shu breathed a sigh of relief. She had dared to make demands only because she was filming with Jiang Tu. Normally, she wouldn’t have dared to utter a word.
“Ding dong, ding dong…”
Qiao Shu glanced down and saw a WeChat notification pop up in the notification bar. She had disabled the preview feature, so she had to open WeChat to see who had sent the message.
Opening WeChat, the unread message was from Jiang Tu.
【JT:】Morning
【JT:】How are you feeling today?
Qiao Shu was slightly taken aback—why did she have the illusion that Jiang Tu was still immersed in his role, as if he hadn’t stepped out of character?
[Shu:] Feeling much better now, thank you, Teacher Jiang, for the ginger tea and cold medicine.
[Shu:] Good person card jpg.
There was no reply from the other side. Qiao Shu reflected on herself—should she not have sent that animated “good person card” sticker?
At 8:30, Qiao Shu arrived at the set.
Only Qiao Shu and the makeup artist were in the dressing room; Ou Yaya was nowhere to be seen.
The scenes being filmed now were all set outside the school. The campus scenes would be shot after the university students went on vacation.
This morning’s scene was filmed in Hengdian, where Chi Ye and Yu Shujia went to a bridal shop to choose a wedding dress.
In the entertainment industry, filming doesn’t have to follow the script order; whichever scene is convenient to shoot is filmed first.
While getting her makeup done, Qiao Shu reviewed the script. This drama was genuinely sweet, dreamy yet realistic—the kind of love every girl yearns for, from school uniforms to wedding dresses.
Qiao Shu raised her eyes to look in the mirror. In the reflection, she wore a light-colored floral dress, an outfit that gave off a soft, girly vibe.
Yu Shujia’s makeup wasn’t heavy, and with Qiao Shu’s naturally good complexion, it was quickly done.
The makeup artist said with satisfaction, “All done.”
Qiao Shu’s gentle voice carried a hint of nasal tone as she curved her pink lips into a smile. “Thank you, teacher!”
Qiao Shu’s makeup artist was arranged by the crew. She didn’t have a personal makeup artist—a low-tier celebrity like her wasn’t entitled to one.
The makeup artist’s expression softened as she tidied up her tools, casually asking, “Did your assistant not come today?”
“Knock, knock—”
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Qiao Shu and the makeup artist both looked over simultaneously. A woman in her early twenties, dressed conservatively, came into view.
The woman looked apologetically at Qiao Shu. “Hello, Sister Qiao. I’m sorry I’m late.”
“It’s fine. What’s your name?”
The woman, realizing she hadn’t introduced herself, flashed a hint of embarrassment. “My name is Chu Xin.”
Qiao Shu nodded. “Let’s go to the set.”
On the set, everything was ready.
As soon as Qiao Shu stepped out, she caught sight of Jiang Tu’s tall, upright figure. He wore a white shirt paired with black trousers, the shirt tucked in, accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Suddenly, their gazes met. Qiao Shu was momentarily stunned, instinctively turning to look at her new assistant. Chu Xin’s eyes lit up at the sight of Jiang Tu, her cheeks visibly flushing.
Qiao Shu lowered her gaze, hoping she wasn’t here to chase stars.
“Would the two teachers like to rehearse?”
“Either way.” Qiao Shu and Jiang Tu spoke in unison.
Jiang Tu’s brow furrowed slightly. He could hear it—the girl’s soft, sweet voice carried a faint nasal tone.
Liu Zhongran chuckled, quite pleased. It’s only been a few days since filming started, and you two already have such chemistry.”
Qiao Shu smiled awkwardly.
In the end, they didn’t rehearse and went straight into filming.
“Action!”
Yu Shujia’s pink lips curved into a smile as she linked her arm with Chi Ye’s and walked into a bridal shop.
As soon as they stepped inside, a salesperson greeted them. “Welcome to Muchen Bridal Gown Gallery!”
“Are you two here to try on wedding dresses? Our store offers styles like classic elegance, minimalist, luxurious, and vintage fashion. Which style does the lady prefer?”
Chi Ye half-closed his eyes to look at her, his voice deep and magnetic. “Shujia, which style do you like?”
Yu Shujia thought for a moment. “Minimalist.”
“Alright, please follow me.”
Yu Shujia and Chi Ye followed the salesperson into an expansive wedding dress display room, its walls lined with gowns.
A flicker of admiration passed through Qiao Shu’s eyes. Was the film crew this wealthy? These wedding dresses were all from major brands, especially the one in the display window—it was truly eye-catching.
The gown was entirely silver-white, simple yet exquisite, with a voluminous skirt adorned with roses and tiny diamonds woven from soft satin.
The sales assistant introduced, “These are the most popular styles in our store. With your figure and beauty, you would undoubtedly look stunning in any of them.”