Su Yu's villa was a private residence.
Below the villa was a stretch of beach.
As this area was a private beach, privacy was well-guaranteed.
The sun was setting, casting a brilliant glow on the beach with its golden rays.
"Susu, it's all your fault. My legs still hurt when I walk after two days..." Lin Yanyu, wearing a sexy swimsuit, lay on a lounge chair on the beach. Her cheeks were flushed, and a hint of shyness graced her features.
"You can't blame me entirely; you had a tiny bit of responsibility too," Su Yu said, picking up two glasses of wine from the table, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he teased Lin Yanyu.
Lin Yanyu's face instantly turned red. She averted her gaze and stammered, "I don't care, you still need to be more restrained in the future."
Neither of them had any experience. They had fought their decisive battle that night until dawn before falling asleep.
When they woke up, it was already evening the next day.
However, due to the intensity of their "battle," Lin Yanyu felt as if her body was falling apart.
The most infuriating thing was that Su Yu seemed completely unfazed, as if nothing had happened.
"So, you're saying there will be a future?" Su Yu leaned in to whisper in Lin Yanyu's ear, teasing her again.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yanyu's shyness vanished. She reached out her fair arm, grabbing Su Yu's hand, and said, "Of course. Don't you want to explore more ways?" She then winked at Su Yu.
Hearing this, Su Yu's heart quickened as he recalled the passionate scenes from before. "Yes."
He said this with utmost sincerity!
Without any hesitation!
"Heh heh, if you want to, then behave yourself," Lin Yanyu giggled, then took a sip of her wine.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, she sat up from the lounge chair. "Ah! Two days have already passed, your song!"
Happy days fly by quickly, and these past two days had been like a honeymoon trip. The two of them had been inseparable, almost every moment spent together, completely forgetting about everything else.
Now, Lin Yanyu suddenly realized that two days had unknowingly passed!
She took out her phone and checked the online activity.
"It seems these producers are working very hard. Susu, have I delayed your creation?" Lin Yanyu said, then walked over to Su Yu, squatting down beside him. Her clear eyes held a trace of apology.
"Silly girl, you've always been helping me create," Su Yu said softly, ruffling her hair.
"Help you create?" Lin Yanyu was slightly taken aback, then looked at Su Yu in surprise. "Are you going to write songs about that? Won't that have a negative impact?"
"Pfft..." Su Yu, about to take a drink, almost choked when he heard Lin Yanyu's words. "Cough, cough, cough... What exactly is going on in that little head of yours? The theme hasn't even been announced yet, how do I know what to write?"
Lin Yanyu's pretty face flushed. "It's good that it's not that theme, after all, it's not allowed by law."
After saying that, she lay back down on the lounge chair and gazed out at the distant sea.
"Susu, what are our plans for tomorrow?" Lin Yanyu squinted and stretched languidly.
Su Yu turned his body sideways, looking at Lin Yanyu as she stretched.
Seeing the peaks that blocked out the sunset, he couldn't help but want to compose a poem.
"From the side, a ridge; from the front, a peak,
At different distances, heights vary and never speak.
Never seeing Mount Lu's true face,
Is only because I'm here, within this place!"
It was so fitting.
Especially after seeing the true face of this peak, Su Yu felt he had completely fallen.
"Susu?" Seeing Su Yu lost in thought, Lin Yanyu also turned her body and dangled her fair fingers in front of him.
Su Yu snapped back to reality. "Your body should be better tomorrow. Let's go explore this city."
Lin Yanyu's eyes lit up at his words. "Really? I want to ride in a vintage car!"
Su Yu nodded. "Okay, let's go for a ride in a vintage car."
...
In the evening.
Eight cameramen had arrived at the program's meeting room.
These were part-time cameramen recruited by the Era Music Chart. Because the program was globally anticipated, many well-known cameramen were willing to film without compensation. If they were lucky enough to be paired with a good producer, they could gain popularity by sharing behind-the-scenes short videos as exclusive cameramen.
Therefore, a dispute arose as everyone discussed which producer to choose.
"I was the first to choose Shawn!"
"When did choosing a producer become a matter of first come, first served?"
"You think you're worthy of filming Shawn?"
They were arguing fiercely.
The first choice was naturally Shawn. After all, he was a perennial chart-topper on the Era Music Chart. Even though he was overshadowed at the reception party, his status in everyone's minds was not affected in the slightest.
Similarly, even though Ting Yu had earned Louis's praise in piano, few cameramen still wanted to choose him.
"Let's draw lots," said the program's chief director from the main seat, as the meeting room descended into chaos.
Since the chief director had spoken, everyone naturally dared not continue arguing.
Then, the chief director began writing the names.
After writing down the names of all eight producers, he picked up a box, crumpled the names into paper balls, put them inside, shook them for a few seconds, and placed it on the table.
"Come on, Herbert goes first."
He then looked at the oldest cameraman present.
The latter first made a praying gesture, muttering, "Please don't pick Ting Yu..."
As he mumbled, he reached his hand inside.
When he drew Miyamoto Ze from Japan, although he was a bit disappointed, he could accept it.
Then, everyone began drawing lots.
Lisa was the only female among the cameramen, and she was only twenty-five years old. When she opened the lot she had drawn, everyone in the room let out a scoff.
"Lisa, congratulations. Ting Yu is someone even Louis admires."
"Congratulations, Lisa. Now I can rest assured."
"Hahaha, hurry up, Shawn hasn't appeared yet!"
Amidst the laughter.
Everyone continued.
Finally, a cameraman named Charles drew Shawn.
A wave of envious voices erupted in the meeting room.
Then, at everyone's suggestion, Charles treated everyone to a big meal that night.
"I... I won't go. I still need to familiarize myself with the producer's information to follow the filming." Lisa, being the least experienced among them, was not disappointed by drawing Ting Yu. She wanted to learn more about this producer so she could cooperate better in future shoots.
"Then we're off."
"Heh heh, Lisa doesn't have the mood to eat now. She just wants to find a place to cry."
"It's good that she picked Ting Yu. Otherwise, it would have been hard for us to refuse if we had drawn him."
As the cameramen's discussions drifted into Lisa's ears when they left the meeting room, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake her head.
She'd just consider it helping her seniors.
Besides, she already felt very lucky to have secured a filming opportunity for the Era Music King. Even if it was Ting Yu, it didn't matter much. Since the competition wasn't an elimination format, she could film all eight episodes regardless of Ting Yu's results, which was quite good for him.
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