Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Perform a Unique Act, Bravely Snatch the First Place
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
She couldn’t care less about him; she was on the verge of forgetting him.
[Oh right, Su Ran has a performance today, hehe, so do I, gonna scare you guys.]
Speaking of which, Jiang Yunchuan remembered that his younger sister had also signed up.
So he quickly asked, “How’s your act coming along?”
Jiang Nanshu was very confident, “Great, I should easily get first place.”
Yang Jiashu: “…”
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
Each class had two acts for the final selection, and there were at least thirty acts, and Jiang Nanshu was lucky enough to secure one of them.
No doubt, there were people who enjoyed stirring the pot and had intentionally chosen her.
He wanted to say something but finally said, “Why don’t you… just forfeit?”
Jiang Nanshu looked at Jiang Yunchuan, hurt, “You also think I can’t beat Su Ran? That’s why you want me to forfeit! I don’t need a brother who stabs me in the back.”
“Hey, no!”
He clearly was just worried she’d perform poorly and feel humiliated.
But Jiang Nanshu wouldn’t hear it and just ran off.
[Jeez! I was going to help Golden Sister get into the crew, how could I forfeit! Better start preparing~]
Jiang Yunchuan scratched his head. Wasn’t Jiang Leyi turned down?
He later found out that the show was funded by Bao Yan.
Jiang Yisen naturally wouldn’t get involved; he stayed away from anything invested in by the Bao Family, fearing bad luck.
However, if it was about bidding, he would aggressively splash cash, famously known within the circle as an easy mark.
Jiang Yisen had not disclosed what he would do with the property at Yan Mountain, but he mentioned Bao Yan and managed to secure the property at Nanshan ahead of him.
Because the place was so desolate, Bao Yan had no further plans for it and let it go.
He discreetly wiped the sweat from his brow; if Jiang Nanshu knew this, there would be an explosion.
Jiang Yunchuan mulled over a lot, and finally, he sent a private message to Jiang Zhouye: [Brother, Nannan has a performance tonight, are you coming to watch? Since you’re free at home, why not come out?]
Over at the Jiang Family’s villa, Jiang Zhouye: “…”
What does he mean I’ve got nothing to do!
Recently, he had been investigating the new teammate who took his place, letting him uncover some other details. No wonder the entertainment company was promoting him; turns out he did have some solid backing, but no matter how much he investigated, it didn’t yield much, so he finally gave up.
Reply: [Wait for me; I’m coming right away.]
As he went downstairs, he ran into Jiang Jingcheng, who was cooking in the kitchen.
Apart from his passion for studying medical books, another of his hobbies was cooking.
These last few days, with Jiang Jingcheng at home, he had enjoyed several meals.
Seeing him frying fish, he casually asked, “Second brother, Jiang Nanshu has a school performance today. Are you going to watch…?” He paused, frowning, “I don’t get why she loves embarrassing herself on stage. Did she forget all her past lessons? Every school cultural performance she’s been in has been a disaster. It’s so frustrating.”
Jiang Jingcheng had the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up to his forearms, wearing a beige checkered apron, and was cutting cherry tomatoes.
The bright red tomatoes looked especially pretty in his hands.
Hearing what Jiang Zhouye said, he simply continued to leisurely eat half a tomato, savoring the sour and sweet taste.
He nodded with satisfaction and then walked out from the kitchen, looking at Jiang Zhouye, “Has your throat recovered?”
Jiang Zhouye let out an uneasy cough, his voice lowered significantly, “It’s almost alright now… the hoarseness has gone. Thankfully I didn’t take too much of that medication for my bad throat, or it wouldn’t have recovered.”
“Then why don’t you teach her to sing a song, so she won’t embarrass herself on stage?”
Jiang Zhouye’s proud brows knitted tightly, “How can I teach her? Her tone is so off, it would torture my ears.”
“You think her going on stage is embarrassing, but have you ever considered that the skills almost all of us possess are beyond her reach? You have never taught her, yet you think it’s impossible to teach her.”
Jiang Zhouye pursed his lips tightly in response, “I was busy before, I didn’t have time to teach her. Let’s not talk about this anymore… Are you going or not?”
Jiang Jingcheng placed the braised fish he had made on a flower-patterned plate, his expression cold, “No, I need to return to the hospital to resume my duties.”
He popped a bright red cherry tomato into his mouth, its juice tinting his pale lips red.
Jiang Jingcheng slightly curled his lips in a smile, yet it was still cold, “I heard it was Cheng An who first stabbed someone with a knife, right? Is he still in a coma?”
Jiang Zhouye nodded, disgust in his eyes, “To think he’d stab someone over someone named Su Ran, and now while he still lies in the hospital, Su Ran has joined the crew to shoot a film and hasn’t even visited him once. I don’t know what’s so good about this kind of woman, just like Chen Qian.”
Mentioning Chen Qian, Jiang Zhouye’s disgust deepened, this was his shame. Thinking of how close he had been to sleeping with that woman made him want to vomit fiercely.
“Mhm, I know. I should head back to the hospital.”
Jiang Zhouye suddenly felt a shiver, “Brother, you’re not going to cause trouble for Cheng An, are you?”
Jiang Jingcheng straightened up, his handsome face breaking into a gentle smile, “I’m going to be his attending physician and treat him. What are you thinking about?”
Jiang Zhouye, “…Aren’t you in Cardiac Surgery?”
“I can be an orthopedic doctor as well,” Jiang Jingcheng’s voice floated lightly.
“…”
Terrifying.
He should just go to Jing University to see the performance instead.
In case Jiang Nanshu really gets ridiculed, he would help her fight back.
…
Time jumped to the afternoon.
There were five hours left until the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration began.
Jiang Nanshu had initially planned to perform a Tai Chi routine to the tune of “Divination.”
In the psychiatric hospital of her original world, owing to the boredom of being confined indoors, besides reading melodramatic novels provided by the nurses, she used to practice Tai Chi with the old director downstairs as a way to cultivate her nature.
The director told her that her qi was too malevolent and that she needed to be calm, kind, forgiving, and harmonious toward everyone around her.
Jiang Nanshu smiled and agreed to every word.
Once she was out, she’d have them all practicing Tai Chi behind bars!
Their qi was too strong, targeting her, a delicate girl, was truly despicable.
Because of her excellence in Tai Chi, the old director awarded her a small red flower, making her the leader of the Tai Chi group downstairs, with a group of patients following her routine.
But now, doing Tai Chi was clearly not viable, so she decided to perform a small but brave act to seize first place.
She picked up a soft sword from the prop room. The blade wasn’t sharp enough to injure anyone, and Jiang Nanshu, satisfied with a couple of swings, walked out.
Just at the door, she ran into Su Ran dressed in a white evening dress.
She was dressed to the nines today, radiant and stunningly beautiful. At this moment, she was here to change her clothes to perform Beijing Opera later, which she would use to mimic an ancient literati landscape painting and thus gain fame and catch Director Wen’s attention again.
Seeing the sword in Jiang Nanshu’s hand, Su Ran’s face turned pale for a moment, fearfully screaming, “Ah, Jiang Nanshu, what are you trying to do!”
“Ranran? What’s wrong?” Liang Ciqiu quickly came over to shield Su Ran.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu holding the sharp sword very close to Su Ran, his face also changed dramatically in fear, and he fiercely pushed Jiang Nanshu away.