Chapter 119 – Displaying Absolute Strength

Chapter 119 - Displaying Absolute Strength

High above the moon, the cold wind howled as Tang Fei fought in the warm hotel room for the initial accumulation phase of conquering her boss.

System: Am I that insignificant?

Isn't this for the mission?

Just then, Tang Fei's phone vibrated, emitting a dinging melody.

But as soon as she answered, the call was abruptly cut off. A WeChat message flashed on her screen next.

"Urgent! Your rescue photo alarmed the hidden elders! The Grand Supreme Elders are on their way! Hurry up and sleep! If they catch you pulling an all-nighter, I'm done for!"

It was a message from He Zhou, accompanied by a string of pitiful kneeling emojis. Tang Fei replied with an OK, and He Zhou finally stopped spamming her.

Tang Fei switched off the light, sat on the bed, stretched her body to practice posture, and closed her eyes to meditate on each scene from her scriptwriting.

With each backdrop and camera angle in mind, she could visualize the scene and place herself within it.

As He Zhou led Papa and Mama Tang rushing over, the sound of the door unlocking coincided with Tang Fei's calculated fall. She leaned back, her head bouncing off the pillow, then rolled into the covers, successfully disguising the scene.

Opening the door, He Zhou found the room dark. Peering towards the bed, he saw that the person was sleeping soundly.

Phew—

His worries evaporated. With his cousin's acting skills, pretending to sleep would be a piece of cake.

He signaled silently to those outside, "She's asleep."

Papa and Mama Tang, who had been on edge, paused in their steps and retreated. He Zhou closed the door, and Tang Fei sat up again.

From outside the door, Mama Tang said, "Good, as long as she's sleeping. We won't disturb her. Ah Zhou, your mom made mackerel dumplings, your and Feifei's favorite when you were kids. I froze them in an ice pack for the trip. We need to find a fridge for them soon, and the prawns too – they're not easy to bring on a plane."

Mama Tang handed the box to He Zhou, "The dried silverfish inside can be eaten right away. Have some now, and I'll cook for Feifei tomorrow."

"Auntie, we're not lacking in food."

"The food from back home suits our taste better. Nothing outside can quite compare. You haven't been back for years; don't you miss the flavors of home?" Mother Tang chattered on, her age in the forties, but with firm facial contours that made her appear no more than thirty. Her plump cheeks didn't make her look heavy, but instead lent her a well-proportioned, healthy beauty.

Father Tang still gazed wistfully at the hotel room door, wondering how his daughter had changed after so many years apart. Tall and well-built, his chiseled features, though weathered from working outdoors, gave him an air of refinement that was strikingly handsome.

Watching his wife direct their nephew with a smile on his face, he felt content.

It's been a long while since I've been to the capital.

His gaze held a hint of wistfulness and nostalgia, as if lost in thought about something.

Tang Jiao yawned, interrupting her father's thoughts. "Dad, Mom, I'm so sleepy. If Sister's performance isn't up to par tomorrow, I'll rush on stage to take care of her and send her to the hospital! Don't worry about it."

Tang Jiao and Tang Fei bore a striking resemblance, with both taking after their father. Tang Jiao exuded a charming baby fat, whereas Tang Fei had blossomed into a stunning young beauty.

"Alright, let's go rest. We'll see Feifei tomorrow," Father Tang called out. The sound of footsteps faded away outside.

The next day, the original host's parents and sister were also coming to witness the scene!

Tang Fei felt even more motivated. Previously, the original owner had been in a cold war with her parents over the issue of quitting the entertainment industry, but that was only due to the false accusations against her.

Now, she had been rescued, and there was no guarantee that the original host's parents wouldn't bring up the topic of quitting again.

If she demonstrated exceptional talent tomorrow and proved her capabilities, she would have more leverage in negotiating with her parents.

She picked up the script and headed to the bathroom, where a full wall of glass mirrors made it an ideal spot for her to observe her performance.

...

February 20th, 7 a.m., at Happiness Hotel production, Studio 3, depicting the hotel front desk scene.

Cameras and lights were set up.

Props were in position.

Actors were ready.

Tang Fei donned the persona of a stunning foreign dancer, with her hair transformed into luscious brown waves by the stylist.

Without wearing colored contacts, Tang Fei's eyes were naturally lighter than most, and her makeup accentuated the sharp contours of her facial features.

Her delicate features took on an exotic allure, creating an astonishingly unique beauty.

She wore a form-fitting black autumn dress that emphasized her slender figure, her snow-white skin forming a stark contrast against the garment. Her statuesque presence and slightly haughty aura silenced the surroundings.

Standing within the hotel lobby set, Tang Fei struck a languid pose, her beauty so captivating that no one dared to disrupt the ambiance with mere words.

On Wang Hongying's monitor, in the camera's frame, she seemed perfectly positioned amidst the backdrop, like a meticulously composed painting with harmonious contrasts and depth.

Her mastery of the environment and control over the camera left both crew members and onlooking co-actors in awe.

Before filming even began, Tang Fei's mere presence was breathtaking!

Zhou Zhao stood behind the monitor with his hands clasped behind his back, equally astonished by the scene unfolding before him.

How could this be achieved without exceptional intuition, an exquisite appreciation for aesthetics, and extensive experience?

That meant Tang Fei could do it!

Even seasoned actors with years of experience couldn't perform as well as she did.

Director Xu Jianguo actually said that there were five among the younger generation who could match Tang Fei in terms of talent and dedication?

Had the younger generation become so terrifying?

Director Xu: "No, I don't, I'm not, I have no idea she had an unfair advantage."

How long hadn't he watched TV? Was he out of touch with the times? Had the young ones become this impressive?

Gong Xu, who played Lu Zhihao, and Wu Qun, who portrayed Guo Jing, both lifted their heads simultaneously. Tang Fei was too dazzling, capturing everyone's attention, and they hadn't even started shooting yet!

Gong Xu's jaw dropped. "Sis Qun, is this just having a natural flair?"

Director Wang's standards were way too high!

Then what did that make me? Just a bit earthy?

Wu Qun also drew in a deep breath. "Xiao Xu, we all need to step up our practice. If Tang Fei were to outshine us in the same drama, it wouldn't just be about losing face."

Gong Xu nodded fiercely and glanced at Jiang Xiaoying, noticing beads of sweat on her forehead despite her wearing several layers of autumn costumes in the freezing cold winter.

Jiang Xiaoying was under immense pressure, as was he.

They had an enormous amount of scenes together!

Could there be five like Tang Fei?

Director Xu Jianguo, did you overestimate us? I don't think anyone can compare! You've placed too much faith in our generation!

Wang Hongying and Kong Xian exchanged a subtle glance – the script had been beefed up! And it hadn't even been a month since the auditions! How could Tang Fei's progress be so rapid?

"Places, everyone! Action!" Wang Hongying had initially worried about Tang Fei, but now, she realized her concerns were misplaced. Instead, she should be worried about those who had to act opposite her.

After several deep breaths, Jiang Xiaoying finally made her way to her spot. Looking at Tang Fei, she realized that Tang Fei was no longer the same person from yesterday.

Her demeanor, her gaze, her gestures – everything seemed to have transformed into someone else. The aura around her was suffocating, and her beauty was so captivating that Jiang Xiaoying felt nervous even from ten meters away.

What was happening to me? I'd seen my fair share of beauties, yet I only now felt as if I'd encountered an unattainable goddess.

Jiang Xiaoying barely managed to suppress her trembling.

Step by step, she approached Tang Fei and stood opposite the reception desk, leaning her elbow on its marble countertop.

Strangely, the initial tension and fear she had felt dissipated as she stood before Tang Fei, seeing her up close.

She sensed a hint of kindness in Tang Fei's gaze, as if it reflected a longing that could never be fulfilled.

This wasn't characteristic of Tang Fei; it was Xu Wan's gaze, the way Xu Wan looked at Lan Xiaomei.

Lan Xiaomei was happy – a happiness that Xu Wan yearned for and envied.

Despite constantly claiming to be unhappy, Lan Xiaomei had a father who would always care for her, a dad who wouldn't abandon her no matter how much she provoked him, relatives who considered her even in her wildest antics, and a group of peculiar individuals surrounding her, treating her kindly. She was the most ordinary among the oddities at the Happiness Hotel, yet the one who stubbornly refused to acknowledge her happiness while actually being deeply content.

Jiang Xiaoying soon relaxed, letting this emotion influence her, allowing her to empathize with Lan Xiaomei's feelings.

She tilted her head and lifted her left foot, endowing her entire demeanor with a playful charm.

"Wang Hongying exclaimed, "Let's begin!"