Romance Variety Show: Director, there's something wrong with my script!

Chapter 80 Yangming

Although Lin Wanxing and Jiang Yichen were somewhat surprised that Zhang Jianjian wanted to cross over into a new field, they calmed down and said nothing more.

After all, the two of them are about to cross over into other fields.

It's very common for singers to make movies and TV series, or for actors to sing.

Some artists are very talented and can succeed in three fields: movies, TV series, and singing.

This is undoubtedly a top-tier superstar.

"This song is very tempting. I think it would get a great response no matter who sings it," Jiang Yichen said.

He keenly sensed the song's potential.

If Chen Yuan's previous work, "Fingerprint," was a high-quality song, then "Crescent Bay in Dunhuang" could be considered a masterpiece, and now this song, which came later, is undoubtedly a golden hit.

Even he has only written one hit song so far.

Jiang Yichen and Lin Wanxing felt regretful, but at this moment, Chen Yuan's strength was undeniably formidable.

"Should I call it talent?" Jiang Yichen muttered.

"What?" The people around Jiang Yichen muttered, somewhat puzzled.

"I mean, Chen Yuan's performance these past few days is more accurately described as talent," Jiang Yichen said. These words silenced everyone, for talent is the most perplexing thing.

Soon, it was ten o'clock, and the filming ended.

The staff off-camera started packing up, and everyone went back to the changing room to change their clothes before returning to the thirteenth floor together.

The night was as dark as water; outside the window, one could only hear the crashing waves, but could see nothing at all.

Chen Yuan went back to his room to take a shower, and then went to the star-gazing platform on the sixteenth floor.

There is a telescope here that allows passengers to gaze at the stars in the sky from the sea.

He arrived here, found a spot with a telescope, sat down, and began to observe with great interest.

There's not a soul around here at this hour; even the cruise ship staff have gone home. It's completely empty.

Chen Yuan was engrossed in looking at it, searching for the location based on the constellation chart next to him.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me.

Then, someone walked over. Chen Yuan heard the footsteps, turned around and looked back. The next moment, Meng Shuran's figure appeared there.

"Chen Yuan?" She was somewhat surprised to see Chen Yuan there as well.

"Are you here to see the stars too?" Chen Yuan hadn't expected Meng Shuran to come.

"Yes, I've come to see the stars too," Meng Shuran said with a smile, then sat down next to him. "I come here every night to look at the stars."

"..." Chen Yuan looked surprised. "This is a very quiet place."

Meng Shuran nodded, flipping through the constellation map beside her, then began adjusting the telescope's position, asking, "By the way, Chen Yuan, where are you from?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan said, "Speaking of which, it seems I've never told you where my hometown is? I'm from Yangming, a coastal city in western Guangdong."

Meng Shuran, who was adjusting the coordinates, suddenly stopped and remained silent for a few seconds. "Yangming, what's next? Tell me about your hometown?"

"Things about my hometown!" Chen Yuan thought for a moment. He did have some memories of his hometown, but they were scattered and he couldn't remember many of them.

"I attended elementary school in my hometown in the third grade, and then went to the city for the fourth grade. I've moved back and forth so much that, to be honest, I've lost count of how many schools I've attended," Chen Yuan said with an embarrassed laugh.

Fourth grade, one school; fifth grade, another school; then sixth grade, and junior high, all different schools.

The nine years of compulsory education were truly a torment for him.

A local student shuttled between schools in other places and local schools. By the time he settled down, he was already in junior high school.

Recalling these events, Chen Yuan sighed sincerely, "Over the years, I haven't had many childhood friends."

Otherwise, during the first week or so after these days, I wouldn't have been completely ignored, with only Li Xin as a friend, and you could even say that I didn't have many classmates during my university years.

Meng Shuran listened quietly, occasionally glancing at the starry sky through the telescope.

"Then you can say that you have neither a childhood sweetheart nor a close friend?" Meng Shuran asked in surprise.

"Childhood friend?" Chen Yuan pondered for a moment. "Yes, I have one childhood friend, but as for a childhood sweetheart, I probably don't have one. But does 'childhood sweetheart' mean someone you've known since childhood?"

"I'm not so sure..."

"For example, someone you knew from school?" Meng Shuran asked, and seeing Chen Yuan racking his brains to remember, she added, "Didn't you have anyone from elementary school?"

"Elementary school?" Chen Yuan shook his head. He really couldn't remember anything about that period, since it wasn't something he experienced firsthand, so it was all rather vague.

"Okay." Meng Shuran stopped talking about it and then focused on looking at the stars.

Seeing that she was engrossed in watching, Chen Yuan also became absorbed in it. After a while, he was satisfied and felt a little tired, so he went back to take a shower and go to bed.

"Then I'll be going now," Chen Yuan said, and got up to leave.

"Mm," Meng Shuran replied, her gaze still fixed on the constellation chart. Once Chen Yuan's footsteps faded into the distance, everything fell silent again.

"That's true."

"That was in sixth grade," Meng Shuran murmured to herself, trying to calm her turbulent emotions, even though her heart had been racing just moments before, thinking the other person would remember.

Silent night...

The following day, the Tianxing's voyage entered its fourth day, which was Thursday.

They have one day left before they arrive in Kagoshima, and they will arrive in the island nation's Kagoshima at dusk tomorrow night.

The housekeeper seemed very busy today. He came in a hurry, handed out task cards to everyone, and then left.

Chen Yuan looked at the mission card in his hand. After opening it, he found it was a stamp card with a travel route of the Tianxing Ship drawn on it. He was to take a picture at each location today.

"Are everyone's tasks the same?" Lu Zeyan asked after confirming with Ji Chengyu.

"Stamp collecting, right?" Zhang Jianjian said.

"That's right, they all seem to be the same, but the routes seem to be different," Su Qingyuan said.

"That's not right, maybe some people are taking the same route," Jiang Yichen said, having discovered a blind spot.

So everyone took out their task cards and placed them on the table to start comparing them.

Sure enough, some people's cards were the same; to be precise, they were the task cards for the male and female guests, and two of them would definitely match.

"Chen Yuan, yours is the same as mine," Meng Shuran said with a faint smile. "I didn't expect to be matched with you again today."

"Yes, what a coincidence." Chen Yuan nodded. His was the same as Meng Shuran's, and everyone else's had their own matching.

"But can I not do what I want?" Su Qingyuan suddenly muttered.

"It seems there will be penalties, or rather, a priority mechanism," Lin Wanxing said, since yesterday they selected people based on their completion of the task.

Ultimately, after careful consideration, everyone decided to follow their assigned task routes.

Xu Zhiyi looked at her task card, then at Lu Zeyan, and smiled helplessly. Was the production team doing this on purpose? she wondered.