368: Chapter 368 Driving

Lin Chuyan returned to the country the very next day, as the organizers had booked an afternoon flight according to the requirements of his artist team.

Since they were already there, the group of six even went out shopping in the morning.

Lin Chuyan didn't really need anything himself; he mainly wanted to pick out some gifts for his girlfriend. In the end, with Xia Zhi's guidance, he bought a limited-edition bag that wasn't available domestically.

Upon returning to the country and arriving home, he didn't see Ruan Xingyu. A quick check on WeChat revealed she wasn't at Tianxing either; she had gone to learn Acting with Zhang Wentang.

"666, what an ambitious woman."

"It's all to support my boyfriend's career~"

"Don't worry, you're the female lead, there will be plenty of pay when the time comes."

"Hahaha, you went to Japan, why has your accent changed?"

Lin Chuyan was speechless: "...Wait for me, I'm coming to find you right now."

It was already seven in the evening by the time he arrived at Zhang Wentang's house, just in time to mooch a dinner.

Several people chatted while eating.

Unexpectedly, his senior brother didn't try to dissuade him from his idea of making a movie; he even started discussing the script with him.

For instance, how the female lead, a barista harboring dreams of being an actress but constantly hitting walls, would experience setbacks and growth as she creates a script under the male lead's encouragement and eventually achieves her dream.

They also analyzed the female lead's character development, inner struggles during this process, and how she gradually found her direction and realized her self-worth.

Then, they applied this character to Ruan Xingyu to see if they could make some adaptations that would be better suited for her.

Based on the one-on-one teaching session with Ruan Xingyu that afternoon, Zhang Wentang also told him how to highlight Ruan Xingyu's personal characteristics to make the role fit the actor better.

"Xiao Yan, Xingxing really has a talent for Acting. She feels quite similar to you—gifted." Zhang Wentang thought about how to describe it. "Her performance is very natural, extremely natural. That is very rare; it's unconventional and shows her own understanding."

"Great, great. If Senior Brother says it's good, then it must be really good. Now I'm even more confident."

"Hmm, I'll teach her some more techniques later, and once we combine the two, it should be about right. For the rest, I'll teach her specifically once your script is out."

"Sounds good, sounds good."

Lin Chuyan felt he needed to hurry up. After all, once the knockout came out, his senior brother wouldn't be able to be as leisurely as he was now...

A few of them chatted a bit more about Director Deng Yu's situation. This time it was Lin Chuyan's turn to comfort him: "It's really fine. You know I can release albums and film TV series, and Director Du Qiyu even asked me to go to Hong Kong to film a movie. In short, I can live well wherever I go."

Zhang Wentang nodded and stopped worrying.

After dinner ended and they chatted a while longer about lotus lantern, the two of them, Lin and Ruan, said their goodbyes and left.

With his senior brother nearby, the two of them couldn't be overly affectionate. It wasn't until they walked to a place where Zhang Wentang couldn't see them that they returned to their true selves.

Lin Chuyan wrapped an arm around her waist: "You're wearing too little, Ruan Xingyu! I was only gone for one day, and you dared to go out wearing so little! Be careful you don't catch a cold."

Ruan Xingyu was wearing a long black dress with a black leather jacket over it, looking both cool and beautiful. It looked good, but it wasn't very warm.

However, she was always good at this. At that moment, she pressed tightly against him and whispered in his ear: "Hee hee, if you hug me more, I won't be cold."

Who could resist that?

"Hugging, hugging, hugging. Get in the car, let's go home, we can hug at home."

But after just a few sentences in the car, Lin Chuyan was already sweating profusely.

"Suzuki Chinatsu is actually quite pretty."

"Well, she's alright... a fan, purely a fan."

Although he could have exaggerated more, Lin Chuyan wasn't willing to badmouth or gossip about others behind their backs.

"Hmph, as expected, your fans are all girls."

Ruan Xingyu was somewhat startled by his popularity in Japan, especially the scene at the airport where fans came to pick him up.

"The male fans are all online. I know this. When I get criticized, those male fans often rush to the front to help me curse back; they curse really filthily..."

Ruan Xingyu laughed out loud: "I used to plan that when we both had free time, we could go abroad to play, the kind where we wouldn't have to hide, but now it seems that's very difficult within Asia..."

"You're exaggerating, you're exaggerating. This year, your brother will take you abroad to play!" Lin Chuyan had already planned it; when they filmed la la land, they could just play around.

"So, is it fun? Over there."

"I didn't have time to play this time. I just went to receive an award and came back the next day, right?"

"That's true."

Lin Chuyan started fishing for credit: "Although I only went for one day and didn't have time to play, I still went out early this morning to buy you a gift, hehe."

"Thank you, hubby~~~"

One sentence that made the man step on the gas for you.

Lin Chuyan, who possessed a professional racing license, almost couldn't even drive a normal car well.

Speed up, speed up.

Home, let's go home right now.

Nightfall, like a black velvet blanket, slowly covered the city's hustle and bustle.

Lin Chuyan's heartbeat gradually accelerated as the night deepened.

He sat in the driver's seat, his hands playing with and gripping the steering wheel in front of him. His knuckles applied slight pressure, receiving even better feedback.

The needle on the dashboard jumped with the fluctuations of his mood; every jump was an echo of the passion within him.

The atmosphere inside the car was tense and full of anticipation; the engine was about to start, waiting to release its energy.

Lin Chuyan's gaze was firm and focused. His line of sight pierced through the darkness ahead, searching for that road leading into the unknown.

He took a deep breath and then stepped on the accelerator.

The car's engine let out a low roar, the sound gradually becoming high-pitched and powerful.

The car, like a beast awakened, began to race through the night. Every movement was filled with power and passion.

The streetlights flew backward outside the car window, forming blurry streaks of light. Dazzling, everything before his eyes was too dazzling.

Lin Chuyan's hands turned nimbly on the steering wheel. Every turn was precise and smooth, merging perfectly with the rhythm of the night.

The wind began to howl in his ears. Listening to the sound, sometimes low, sometimes sharp, it was like a passionate symphony.

Lin Chuyan's heartbeat synchronized with the wind. The car shuttled through the night, faster and faster, like an endless chase. Lin Chuyan was completely immersed in driving; he forgot time, forgot space, and only remembered this feeling of becoming one with the night.

After a long while, the car finally slowed to a stop, parked in an alley.

Lin Chuyan turned off the engine. The car was very quiet, leaving only the sound of their breathing.

They sat quietly, enjoying this moment of tranquility. The night breeze blew gently, the starlight twinkled, as if the whole world had stopped for their moment of peace.