Chen Feng chose his role, and the others took turns rolling dice to decide theirs.
First was Chu Ning.
Although she didn't possess Chen Feng's miraculous technique, it was still easy for her to roll the role she desired.
So, Chu Ning chose to be a songstress.
She hoped to showcase her singing talent.
Especially singing some old Shanghai love songs, those decadent tunes.
It felt very evocative.
The rest of them basically relied on their luck.
Xu Nuo picked the sommelier, Han Tao chose the pianist, Tao Yilun picked the bartender, and Li Jiayi selected the waiter.
Erma chose the dancer, while A Yi picked the dance partner.
Yu Zhiwen was quite amusing, choosing the juggler.
Finally, Tang Xin chose the beautiful dealer.
The ten roles were set.
Around eleven o'clock at night, everyone returned to their respective rooms.
Tomorrow, the charity performance.
...
Back in her room.
The smile on Chu Ning’s face disappeared.
She blocked the camera, revealing a tired expression, her face melancholic, and a hint of sadness in her eyes.
She could feel that Chen Feng was completely indifferent to her.
Even though she tried her best to smile.
Tried her best to get closer to him.
Chu Ning sat blankly in her chair, looking at herself in the mirror.
She was the typical person who created atmosphere in front of others, but was emo when alone.
Even though her family was wealthy and her career was smooth, ever since she entered the industry, many things were beyond her control.
You couldn't refuse to do things.
The industry was too competitive.
If you didn't do it, someone just as good as you would immediately fill the void.
Chu Ning’s biggest realization so far was that she couldn't show her true emotions at all.
Even when she met someone she liked.
To maintain her persona and follow the career path planned by her company, she could only play a role she fundamentally disliked in her daily life.
This was Chu Ning.
Outwardly glamorous, but inwardly already an empty shell.
After sitting quietly for a while, seeing that it was almost eleven-thirty, Chu Ning gritted her teeth, got up, and began to undress and change.
In a moment, she changed into a new outfit.
A pure white slip dress.
Barefoot.
Her long hair cascaded down, casually draped over her shoulders.
She had removed her makeup, showing her bare face.
Then, she gently twisted the doorknob, tiptoed out.
...
Chen Feng finished washing up, ready to lie down and close his eyes for a while.
Embodying the magician's role, the ancient tricks in his mind were too profound, each worth savoring.
The older they were, the more complex.
Some tricks were as intricate as large-scale rituals.
Worth a good study.
Just as he was about to get into bed, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Chen Feng turned to look: “Who is it?”
No one replied.
Chen Feng walked to the door in confusion and casually opened it.
A figure was turning its head, ready to sneak away.
“Tang Xin?”
Chen Feng looked at Tang Xin, who resembled a thief, and frowned, asking, “What are you doing?”
“Uh!”
Tang Xin froze, then slowly turned to face Chen Feng, scratching her head awkwardly: “I… I actually wanted to…”
“Wanted what?”
Chen Feng’s heart skipped a beat.
The woman was only wrapped in a bathrobe, barefoot, and her hair was soaking wet.
What did she want to do?
Did she want to have an in-depth conversation with him?
He hadn't received such a signal, had he?
Tang Xin probably felt she was being abrupt, so she quickly blushed and explained in a low voice: “Chen Feng, I actually wanted to ask you for advice on being a dealer. I didn't think much when I came out, but after knocking on the door, I realized I… hadn't changed clothes, and my hair wasn't even dry.”
After speaking, she blinked her big eyes at Chen Feng: “If I say this, do you… do you believe me?”
“I do.”
Chen Feng, however, smiled with relief and nodded: “In the time I’ve known you, I’ve felt you’re a straightforward girl. It’s fine, go change, and come back to find me if you have any questions later.”
“Thank you.”
Tang Xin turned and hurried away.
Chen Feng also closed the door, both amused and exasperated.
A few minutes later.
Tang Xin changed into a very cute, girlish pajama set, still barefoot, and came over, directly entering Chen Feng’s room.
After they sat down.
Tang Xin looked at Chen Feng eagerly: “I saw you play dice so well, you must have been to a casino, right? Are you familiar with dealers?”
“Sort of,” Chen Feng nodded.
“Then can you give me some pointers? What kind of work do dealers do? Also, how can I get into the role?”
Chen Feng instantly adopted the role of a gambler, seriously educating Tang Xin about the duties of casino dealers.
Especially beautiful dealers.
He even taught her some shuffling techniques and professional terminology.
Tang Xin learned very seriously.
One taught, one learned, they discussed until around midnight.
Seeing that it was getting too late, and Tang Xin had learned most of what she needed, she finally got up and said with a smile: “Chen Feng, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Chen Feng smiled: “Get some rest early, you’ll be busy tomorrow.”
“Mhm, you too.”
Tang Xin gave Chen Feng a sweet smile and turned to walk briskly towards the door.
Chen Feng followed to see her off, ready to close the door.
The moment Tang Xin opened the door and was about to step out, she suddenly turned her head with lightning speed, hooking her arm around Chen Feng’s neck.
Then, she stood on her tiptoes.
A quick kiss.
After a fleeting touch like a dragonfly skimming water, she turned and slipped out, closing Chen Feng’s door with a bang.
Chen Feng was completely petrified.
Holy crap!
What just happened?
He reached up to touch his lips, breaking out in a cold sweat.
He was actually forcefully kissed by Tang Xin, that Sichuan girl?
What was she playing at?
Was it on a whim or premeditated?
The key was, he hadn't noticed this fiery Sichuan girl paying much attention to him normally.
She wasn't even as proactive as A Yi.
So what exactly happened just now?
Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He scratched his head helplessly and turned back to his bed.
Alright!
Consider it payment.
Time to sleep.
Chen Feng patted his pillow, sat on the edge of the bed, and hesitated for a moment, feeling the sweet lingering taste on his lips. That kiss had instantly energized him.
His sleepiness was gone.
After sitting for a while, he simply got up and walked out of his room, all the way down to the living room downstairs.
He’d get a glass of red wine.
There was high-end red wine in the fridge prepared by the production team, bottles worth tens of thousands.
A few sips would help him sleep.
Just as Chen Feng casually walked into the kitchen, someone suddenly stood up from behind the counter. Both of them were startled by each other, simultaneously gasping in surprise.
“Oh, you scared me.”
“My goodness, A Yi? What are you doing here?”
The person who stood up from inside was indeed A Yi.
She patted her chest, saying with lingering fear: “I couldn’t sleep tonight, so I wanted to get some red wine. Phew, you scared me to death. Do you walk so lightly?”
“Or were you too focused?”
Chen Feng looked at her in confusion: “What are you doing? Squatting there?”
“Well, I broke the cork.”
A Yi lifted the red wine bottle with a helpless expression.
The cork had been ruined by her.
Chen Feng: “…”
Unbelievable!
Are women generally this clumsy with their hands?
Chen Feng turned and got another bottle of red wine from the fridge, opened the cork in a few swift motions, and then turned to gesture to A Yi.
A Yi immediately came closer with a smile: “Thank you. By the way, why did you come down?”
“Same as you, couldn’t sleep.”
Chen Feng casually took two red wine glasses, walked to the dining table, sat down, placed the glasses on the table, and said with a smile: “Want to have a drink together?”
“Sure.”
A Yi’s eyes instantly lit up.
