Straight Corporate Slave Accidentally Stumbles into the School's F4 - Chapter 19

Chapter 19

What on earth is this!

Seeing Yun Cheng’s surprised expression, Qiao Nai guessed that Ferrio hadn’t told him about this matter. In other words, Ferrio didn’t want people to know, so he, as the “Party B,” certainly couldn’t expose it either.

Qiao Nai scratched his cheek with his fingertip and looked aside somewhat guiltily. “I recently found a new job.”

“Ah!” Yun Cheng was clearly disappointed. The hope he had finally grasped had been shattered just like that. “Then are you free today?”

Ferrio hadn’t replied to Qiao Nai’s message yet, and since there were no classes this morning, he was currently free.

“I’m free right now.” Qiao Nai withdrew his guilty gaze. “But…”

But whether he would be free later was uncertain; it mainly depended on Ferrio.

Qiao Nai originally wanted to say this, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.

Although he hadn’t finished reading this novel, he had carefully read the first few chapters. In the book, Qiao An had a poor social circle; busy with earning money and studying, he didn’t have many people he could call friends. Yun Cheng was the one friend who treated him best. Knowing he came from a difficult background, Yun Cheng wouldn’t mock him but would instead proactively help.

Qiao Nai was soft-hearted by nature, and thinking of this made him even more embarrassed to refuse.

“I’m free,” he said.

After spending so much effort for so long, finally finding a suitable person for the shoot, Yun Cheng nearly jumped over to give Qiao Nai a kiss; he couldn’t have been happier.

“Then let’s start right now!” Yun Cheng excitedly squeezed Qiao Nai’s cheeks a few times.

“Start what?” Qiao Nai tried to dodge but couldn’t, only able to let the other person manipulate his face.

“Filming.”

“I’ve never filmed anything before, can I really just go for it?” Qiao Nai was dragged along in a daze, completely clueless about how to act.

“It’s fine, it’s very short.” Time was of the essence, so Yun Cheng called the department members one by one and hauled them all over. “Besides, you don’t have to speak; you just need to show your face!”

“No speaking?” This sounded simpler than Qiao Nai had thought; he felt he could help with this. “Do I need to change clothes or anything?”

“Yes, and you need some makeup too.” A purple-haired girl with a lip piercing walked over, hurriedly setting down her makeup kit. She enthusiastically cupped Qiao Nai’s cheeks, looking left and right, extremely satisfied. “Honey, your skin is way too tender; makeup can’t even replicate this texture.”

“…Thank you.”

Qiao Nai was like a porcelain doll, his cheeks squeezed one moment and his face cupped the next; being reserved, he felt a bit awkward.

“Yun, where did you find this treasure? Why are you only bringing him here now?” The girl was satisfied beyond measure; this was the first time in her many years as a makeup artist that she had seen someone this good-looking.

Qiao Nai’s handsomeness was different from others; his beauty lay in his “original state.” Others needed makeup, styling, and specific hair designs to bring out a certain feeling, but Qiao Nai just needed to stand there. His soulful eyes, natural aegyo sal, and lips like flower petals made him look like a BJD doll incredibly exquisite.

A pure, primordial beauty. Styling and makeup would actually make this aesthetic sense pale in comparison.

Perhaps because he was used to seeing himself in the mirror, Qiao Nai didn’t know he had this trait.

The content of the promotional video had been planned a week ago; only a suitable actor was missing. Once that was solved, they could start filming directly.

Qiao Nai sat for nearly half an hour, his makeup and styling forced to change again and again, and finally, it was all washed off. In the words of the makeup artist, it was better not to wear any at all.

Just a bit of lip balm was enough; anything else was a burden.

Thus, Qiao Nai entered the frame bare-faced, wearing only lip balm.

In front of the school library, there was a sculpture of a famous person; the first scene was to be shot here.

“Do I need to walk a few steps?” Qiao Nai stood by the sculpture motionless, feeling a bit lost.

“No walking in this scene,” Yun Cheng said from the side. “Right now, you just need to give a solemn smile to the camera.”

A solemn smile?

How was he supposed to smile like that?

Qiao Nai deconstructed this smile in his head, but no matter what, it felt very strange.

“Honey, you can just give a relaxed smile.” A boy wearing a beret walked over, camera in hand, and snapped a few shots of Qiao Nai. “A smile that isn’t stiff or overly serious.”

“Right, that’s exactly it.” Yun Cheng followed over, looking at Qiao Nai through the camera lens. “Three, two, one, smile!”

Qiao Nai immediately lifted the corners of his mouth, and his shallow little dimples appeared.

“God, that’s the feeling.” The camera guy was extremely satisfied; he hadn’t expected to capture the desired feeling on the first try. “Honey, relax a bit more. Imagine your lover standing in front of you, reaching out his hand to you against the wind.”

The camera guy was indeed professional, even giving Qiao Nai space for his imagination.

A lover waving to you, approaching step by step.

This image wasn’t hard to imagine, but the person in the image was difficult to choose; without a person, that feeling wouldn’t exist.

Qiao Nai’s brow furrowed. A few seconds later, a familiar figure appeared in his mind.

The figure changed from a blurry mass to something clear. The moment he saw who it was, Qiao Nai was nearly frightened.

He had actually proactively thought of Ferrio under these circumstances.

“Honey, why is your smile a bit stiffer than before?” The guy in the beret blinked a few times, certain he hadn’t seen wrong. “Was it hard to imagine?”

Qiao Nai nodded and immediately pulled his thoughts back.

“If that last scene was hard to imagine, you can imagine coming home after a tiring day to find your lover has made a table full of steaming hot food, set out your slippers and bathwater in advance, and gives you a gentle hug when he sees you return.”

Hearing such a long description of a scenario, Qiao Nai’s rich thoughts came racing back again. Before he could even react, Ferrio appeared in his mind once more.

The Ferrio in his mind had just finished a shower and wasn’t wearing a shirt; a pink apron was draped directly over his bare upper body. To finish the meal before his lover returned, he hadn’t had time to blow-dry his hair. Water dripped from his wet hair, traveling down his muscle lines; some remained in the deep grooves behind the apron, while some soaked through the apron itself.

As the lover, Qiao Nai saw this scene the moment he arrived home.

The virtuous husband had prepared a large table of piping hot food in advance. To prevent any sweat smell from playing ball, he had specifically showered beforehand using Qiao Nai’s favorite soap. Besides the dining table being full of steam, so was the bathroom. Ferrio had filled it with hot water for him in advance. Waiting for him to return, Ferrio stood by to watch over him as he bathed, wiping his body and blow-drying his hair, and then they ate together.

“!”

What on earth is this!

By the time he realized what he was thinking, it was too late. Now, the smile on Qiao Nai’s face grew even stiffer.

So Qiao Nai pinched his arm hard, trying to make himself calmer.

This couldn’t be blamed on him.

It was all Ferrio’s fault, all his fault for coming up with this “temporary lover” thing, all his fault for making him touch things randomly last night.

Now look what happened; he hadn’t just thought of him, he had thought of an excessive scenario.

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