“What’s going on with your production team? Even such a basic issue can’t be handled properly-can any random person just walk into this building? You can’t even protect artists’ privacy, someone’s been secretly photographing for so long and no one noticed. Today it’s just secret photos, what about tomorrow? What if artists’ personal safety is threatened tomorrow? Who will take responsibility for that?!”
In the building’s reception room, Qi Hong’s face was red with anger as she berated the row of program directors standing opposite her.
“This person was caught today, but what if they had never been discovered? Would the artist have to be spied on until the show ended? Who are you trying to disgust? If you can’t give a proper explanation for this, who would dare to work with you in the future?!”
The person in charge hadn’t expected this kind of incident to happen with the show. Since they were clearly at fault, he could only bow his head and quietly accept the scolding. When Qi Hong calmed down a bit, he said:
“It’s like this, you’ve been to our team before, and you know that entry and exit in our building are very strict. Each staff member has their own ID card, and the main door can only be opened by swiping a card. Theoretically, outsiders cannot enter. As for the photos… we sent people to check carefully and found pinhole cameras in some corners of the building, which have now all been removed. We promise to strengthen prevention measures in the future, and similar incidents will not happen again. This was indeed our oversight, and we deeply apologize for it.”
The person in charge bowed to Qi Hong and Jiang Nan’an, and continued:
“As soon as the incident occurred, we checked the surveillance footage, but that person was very familiar with the blind spots in the compound’s surveillance system. The cameras didn’t capture any useful information, only confirming that the person who installed the cameras was a man of medium build. The police have also filed a case, but the perpetrator is quite cunning. The account uses a virtual IP, so we can’t trace anything at the moment. If there’s any progress later, we will notify you immediately. We take full responsibility for public opinion. Sigh, for such a thing to happen… we apologize again.”
With the person in charge showing such a good attitude, Qi Hong couldn’t maintain her anger no matter how great it was.
After chatting with the production team for a few more sentences, Qi Hong took Jiang Nan’an and left the reception room.
“No, thinking about it, it’s still too dangerous. I’m not at ease. Let’s do this: I’ll stay in Linyun until this matter is resolved. I’ll have Xiao Sun book a hotel for me, and I’ll stay here. From now on, I’ll follow you every day. I want to see who dares to be so arrogant as a sasaeng. It’s infuriating!”
“It’s fine,” Jiang Nan’an didn’t seem too concerned. “Don’t you have work in Shanghai? Don’t worry about me.”
“Work can be delegated to others, or worst case, handled remotely. What could be more important than your safety?”
“I’m quite safe.”
“How are you safe? The cameras were practically installed at your bedside, pointing at your face. They’ve been photographing you for so long, and we don’t even know who they are. What if they’re in the team, seeing you every day? Just thinking about someone staring at you all the time is disgusting. Besides, now it’s just secret photography, but what if later they want to do something directly to you?” Qi Hong said with her hands on her hips.
“Do what?” Jiang Nan’an didn’t quite understand:
“Didn’t they say that person is a man? I’m also a man, what could he do to me?”
“You…”
Very good.
This question really stumped Qi Hong.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something serious to educate Jiang Nan’an, but seeing his bewildered and clear expression, she ultimately couldn’t bear to break this purity, so she silently closed her mouth.
“Let’s go back. I’m not a child, nothing will happen to me.”
Jiang Nan’an’s daily life wasn’t very colorful-apart from training, eating, sleeping, and night running, there wasn’t much else. If Qi Hong were to follow him every day, she could only sit idly by the training room. Jiang Nan’an didn’t think it was necessary for her to stay.
Although Qi Hong was still worried, under Jiang Nan’an’s strong opposition, she gave up the idea of following him, only repeatedly instructing Xiao Sun to be a good personal bodyguard for his brother.
Xiao Sun expressed that he would stand firm at his post and not let his brother suffer any harm, which finally allowed Qi Hong to temporarily set her mind at ease.
After appeasing his agent, Jiang Nan’an finally had time to return to the training room.
His teammates were all sitting in front of their computers, diligently practicing solo and duo queues. Hearing him enter, Jiang Shanshan peeked out from behind her computer to look at him:
“How are you, Teacher Jiang? Are you okay?”
North Star also cast a concerned glance: “Yes, the stalker shouldn’t be an internal staff member, right? Has the person been caught?”
inBlue was still typing away at his keyboard, making moves while coldly laughing: “Disgusting. If caught, beat them up first.”
“Oh my, Blue, you’re so crude~ When beating them up, remember to cover them with a sack and drag them to a place where cameras can’t see. These sasaengs, toxic solo stans, and male fantasizers are too terrifying. Teacher Jiang, boys also need to protect themselves when out… Hey, Blue, how did you already finish killing? I haven’t even used my skills yet.” Jiang Shanshan was still giving advice to Jiang Nan’an when she turned back to find a team fight in the game had already ended.
“By the time you come back to your senses, my corpse would be cold.”
“I’m just concerned about Teacher Jiang.”
Male fantasizers?
Jiang Nan’an heard a new term he wasn’t familiar with and was a bit confused.
But he didn’t think too much about it, because what surprised him more at this moment was his teammates’ concern.
After all, in his understanding, they were just teammates who hadn’t known each other for long. Caring about a teammate’s personal matters shouldn’t be within their scope of duty, especially since this incident had implicated them-not only were they being criticized along with him, but it also affected the team’s common training time and content.
But now it seemed they didn’t mind at all.
Jiang Nan’an frowned slightly, unable to understand, but he didn’t overthink it either, only saying:
“Thank you, I’m fine. It’s not an internal staff member, and they haven’t been found yet. Intentional harm carries legal responsibility, so it’s best not to do that, but thank you for your suggestions. I will consider them if necessary.”
Somehow this struck a funny note, and after a brief silence, inBlue, Jiang Shanshan, and North Star suddenly laughed, leaving Jiang Nan’an bewildered.
“Teacher Jiang, you’re so funny, like an AI,” North Star voiced what everyone was thinking.
“?”
“What AI?”
As they were speaking, Yan Jie returned from outside and joined their conversation.
Seeing Jiang Nan’an there, he frowned:
“You’re back? I heard they didn’t catch that scumbag?”
Jiang Nan’an nodded, and then heard Yan Jie curse under his breath:
“I really don’t know what all these access controls in this place are for. How about this: from now on, wherever you go, I’ll be your first-rank sword-bearing guard. If I see any suspicious person, I’ll blast them eight zhang away. Anyone who covets our Teacher Xiao Shan will be shown no mercy! Come on, everyone repeat after me!”
Such a boring and childish person, but surprisingly, the other team members were willing to play along, raising their fists:
“No mercy!!”
“Oh-” Yan Jie let out a Tarzan-like cry and went to high-five everyone.
“…”
Was it his problem that he couldn’t integrate into this team?
Jiang Nan’an fell into contemplation.
“After all this commotion, did you get to eat lunch? Mr. Hang, loudly name whatever dish you want. You’ve been through a lot today, captain’s treat.”
“All done,” Yan Jie said, draping his arm around Jiang Nan’an’s shoulders and pressing him down to sit in front of the camera position.
“No need, I still have bread.”
This statement made Yan Jie think he had quite a large bread, but then he saw Jiang Nan’an pull out a small nugget from his jacket pocket that wasn’t even half the size of his fist.
“This little bit wouldn’t even satisfy a cat. Hurry up and eat properly, this isn’t something to skimp on. What do you Shanghai people like to eat? Sweet braised pork? Eel strips? Or should I get you some French cuisine?”
“…No need.” Jiang Nan’an clicked on the game icon on the desktop, but after thinking for a moment, he accepted the captain’s goodwill:
“Order whatever, as long as it’s edible.”
“Give me some parameters then, rice or noodles?”
“Noodles.”
“Captain, you’re showing too much favoritism! You’ve never ordered anything delicious for us!” Jiang Shanshan, with her sharp ears, overheard their conversation and immediately spoke up for everyone, pulling North Star along as she wailed:
“Next time we won’t recite for you-”
Seeing that the topic no longer concerned him, Jiang Nan’an originally wanted to put on his headphones and focus on starting a game. His fingertips had already touched the edge of the headphones, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand.
“I’ll order, I’ll order, it’s not a big deal. But didn’t you all eat lunch? Jiang Shanshan, I saw you eat two bowls of salad, don’t think I didn’t notice.”
“Hehe, the princess needs afternoon tea-jasmine milk tea, warm with three sugars. Star baby likes iced Americano. Blue gets orange juice. Teacher Jiang gets red date and goji berry tea. Captain gets full-sugar milk tea with cheese. How’s that? Don’t I understand you all? Any corrections, family? No? Alright, I’ll order these then!”
“As you wish, princess-”
Listening to their conversation, Jiang Nan’an lowered his eyes and couldn’t help but slightly curve his lips.
When Jiang Nan’an asked Yan Jie to order a bowl of noodles, he meant just something simple would do, but what Yan Jie ended up arranging was like an imperial tribute-
A bowl of crab roe noodles, freshly cooked by a specialist who came over, with six small bowls of toppings including crab meat, crab roe, and soup placed in front of Jiang Nan’an to be added fresh. They explained in detail how many male crabs, how many female crabs, where they came from, and when they died. At one point, Jiang Nan’an even felt that sitting in the training room eating this bowl of noodles might be an insult to the noodles themselves.
“How is it? Does it taste good?”
Yan Jie sat beside him with his legs crossed, looking at his phone while muttering:
“All this fancy presentation, it better not be a scam.”
“…” Setting aside the taste for now, Jiang Nan’an only cared about:
“How much does this bowl of noodles cost?”
“Not expensive.”
“How much?”
Yan Jie raised his hand and showed him an “8” with his fingers.
“…Eighty?”
“Eight hundred and eighty-eight. Lucky number, right?”
“.”
How could anyone spend nearly nine hundred yuan on a bowl of noodles?
Heaven knows that when Jiang Nan’an said “noodles” to Yan Jie an hour ago, he was thinking of plain, simple scallion oil noodles that cost eight yuan a bowl.
“Does it taste good?”
“It’s good.”
Eight hundred and eighty-eight-how could he say it wasn’t good?
After holding back repeatedly, Jiang Nan’an swallowed the crab roe in his mouth but still couldn’t resist asking:
“Does your family legally own a money printing machine?”
“?” Yan Jie looked at him with amusement:
“Where did that come from?”
“Nothing, just feeling that your definition of ‘whatever’ seems quite different from ordinary people’s.”
Hearing this, Yan Jie chuckled lightly, his tone seemingly somewhat helpless:
“If it were truly ‘whatever,’ I’d just make you a bowl of instant noodles and be done with it. This isn’t about showing off those few dirty bucks, it’s just that I feel, well, I can’t be casual with you.”
“What?”
“Our Mr. Hang deserves the best. Since I don’t know what’s best around here, I’ll be a bit vulgar and get you something expensive.”
Hearing these words, Jiang Nan’an’s chopsticks paused slightly.
He looked at Yan Jie, and after a moment, he asked:
“Me?”
“Yes, Jiang Nan’an, there’s no one else but you.”
“No.”
Jiang Nan’an looked at Yan Jie’s phone screen:
“I was wondering, why am I on your phone?”
“…”
Suddenly caught, Yan Jie’s finger paused while scrolling.
He exited the enlarged high-definition magazine photoshoot of Jiang Nan’an and showed him his phone, displaying the trending topic “#Jiang Nan’an Jiang Shanshan#”:
“Just checking out what happened this morning. Look, you and Shanshan’s CP is trending.”
“What CP? Teacher Jiang and I have a CP? What’s it called?”
Jiang Shanshan caught the key words and poked her head out, holding her milk tea cup.
“It’s called ‘Jiang Jiang Good.’ Let me see… CP ranking number two???”
It’s hard to imagine that in just half a day since the two appeared in the same frame, “Jiang Jiang Good” had already shot up the CP rankings, second only to “Boating at Guazhou.” All sorts of people had joined in, with CP edits and photoshopped images sprouting like bamboo shoots after rain from every corner.
Yan Jie took a deep breath and slowly leaned back in his chair.
“I have to say, you two photoshopped together do look quite compatible…”
Yan Jie unconsciously ground his teeth, his voice dropping eight octaves.
While saying this, when no one was looking, he secretly used his alt account to give a big “dislike” to a post that read “An unexpected possibility! The iron leopard and the flowing cats, boldly speaking up-Jiang Jiang Good seems better to ship than Boating at Guazhou. Oh my god, could they be a real couple?”
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(advanced chapters available on kofi)