Chapter 849: Face Slapping, Glenn, She’s Back (2)



Chapter 849: Face Slapping, Glenn, She’s Back (2)

Duan Jingtao was so furious that his head was spinning, veins bulging on his forehead.

He felt extremely frustrated, but had no way to vent his anger.

“Fine then.” Si Fuqing stood up, her eyebrows raised, speaking slowly, “Let her play against me anytime. Otherwise, stop yapping in front of me, or I’ll twist open your skull cap.”

She lifted her right hand, making a twisting gesture.

In the filming truck behind them.

Director Qin: “...”

The assistant director was also at a loss for words.

No wonder even the giant pythons were afraid of this actress.

If she could act, she certainly wouldn’t talk.

“We must keep this part,” Director Qin said, holding his thermos and blowing on his hot tea, “Some people are just born to be stars.”

Si Fuqing’s arrogance was backed by her skills.

The Ji Qingwei that Duan Jingtao kept mentioning was, in Director Qin’s opinion, just a name.

After all, they had only heard of her, but never seen her in action.

For the rest of the recording, Duan Jingtao learned the meaning of “quiet as a chicken.”

He stopped mentioning his junior sister, and the other interns found the peace quite refreshing.

At five o’clock, the assistant director clapped his hands, “Tomorrow, we gather at ten o’clock to go to the airport and fly to Glenn. Pack your things, and don’t forget any important documents.”

The interns and celebrity guests became excited.

None of the celebrity guests, including Song Wenhua, had expected to go to Glenn when they signed up for the show.

Duan Jingtao shot a cold glance at Si Fuqing and stormed off in anger.

He took out his phone and called Master Zhuang.

“What’s wrong with you?” Master Zhuang was already at the airport, “Weren’t you supposed to be at the show? Why are you so angry?”

“I wouldn’t bother getting angry at an actress,” Duan Jingtao fumed, “She tricked me into underestimating her and led me into a trap. That’s the only reason I lost to her!”

He had been careless.

He hadn’t expected Si Fuqing to actually have some real skills in Go, turning the tables from a losing position.

But no matter what, she couldn’t compare to Ji Qingwei.

“An actress?” Master Zhuang frowned, “You should avoid any involvement with people from the entertainment industry. They care too much about fame and fortune, unlike us.”

He belonged to the art world.

While theatrical performances could be considered art, he had no respect for actors from the entertainment industry.

“Just be careful not to get caught as a suspect,” she said slowly.

“By the way, bring back a few outfits this time,” Gu Wenzhu continued, “Now that you’re popular, you need to wear the best on the red carpet. I’ve got the jewelry ready too; you can pick it up when you come.”

Si Fuqing nodded, “Alright, teacher, see you tomorrow.”

**

The next day, the production team arrived in Glenn at three in the afternoon.

Glenn was a city rich in cultural heritage.

It had cultural symbols from various countries.

Reviving and promoting Great Xia’s culture still had a long way to go.

At the city gate stood seven statues with names and ages inscribed, representing those who had won lifetime achievement awards in Glenn over the past century.

Among these seven statues, only one was a woman from Great Xia.

Yun Lan.

She won the Glenn Lifetime Achievement Award at twenty-two.

Si Fuqing stared silently at the statue.

Why was everyone so fond of erecting statues?

“Teacher Yun Lan is truly amazing,” Song Wenhua exclaimed, “You wouldn’t realize her international influence unless you see it for yourself.”

Glenn had always looked down on Great Xia, but Yun Lan had forcefully dominated with her absolute strength until they acknowledged her.

One couldn’t help but wonder when Great Xia would produce another Yun Lan.

Yun Lan’s achievements had long surpassed acting as a profession, even someone as proud as Duan Jingtao showed respect for her statue.

As Si Fuqing gazed at the grand and majestic city, emotions stirred within her.

Glenn, she had returned.

The International Art Association had arranged hotels for the production team.

Everyone checked in under the staff’s guidance.

Of course, the production team’s status didn’t grant them access to the heart of Glenn.

Duan Jingtao had been holding back all day, but finally, he couldn’t contain himself and started boasting about Ji Qingwei again, “Tomorrow, we’ll visit the International Youth Culture Exhibition, where you’ll see my junior sister’s work.”

“She submitted an embroidery piece depicting the Great Xia’s thousand miles of rivers and mountains. You can all see for yourselves how amazing she is.”

Song Wenhua hesitated before speaking, “I heard that we were invited to this exhibition because of an embroidery piece.”

“That’s right,” Duan Jingtao said proudly, “It was my junior sister’s work, personally sent to Glenn by our master.”

“How coincidental, I also submitted an embroidery piece,” Si Fuqing leaned on the sofa, supporting her head with her hand, “It’s also called ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains.’ You can all compare them tomorrow.”

A dead silence fell around them.