"This ancient town scenery would be perfect for a vlog," Jiang Qiuran suddenly suggested just as the group was about to leave and pondering dinner options.
Honestly, the idea was quite useful.
Under the influence of carefree fun, the others had completely forgotten the original purpose of their trip.
Ah, blame it on the way eating, drinking, and wandering effortlessly erodes one’s willpower!
"So, what kind of vlog content should we film? If it’s just a simple travel record, it probably won’t stand out—every group is doing the same thing," Wan Xinyan mused, joining the discussion.
She also wanted to use this activity to earn some academic credits.
Cutting down on tedious elective courses would naturally be a good thing.
"How about we follow those livestreaming girls from earlier and wear hanfu?" Chu Mingzhe suddenly proposed. "Though I may lack talent, I do possess a certain charm of a classical gentleman when dressed in hanfu."
Su Bai: "…" (sweatdrop emoji)
Xue Tao glared. "With those shifty eyes of yours, you’d look more like a eunuch in a flying fish uniform."
Jiang Qiuran cleared her throat. "If no one minds, I could rent an outfit and perform a classical dance. Paired with this backdrop, it’s sure to leave a striking impression."
Clearly, Jiang Qiuran had planned this in advance.
Speaking about her area of expertise, she regained her usual cheerful, radiant charm.
Jiang Qiuran had thought it through—if she wanted to reconcile with Su Bai, she needed to showcase her strengths first.
"Oh right, Qiuran originally studied dance before switching to broadcasting," Wan Xinyan, also an arts student, suddenly recalled. "I once ran into a dance professor who lamented her switching majors, saying they’d lost a talented student."
"Hmm, then she must be amazing!" Chen Yusheng nodded happily. Well, the credits were secured!
She didn’t overthink it.
Thus, the group unanimously approved Jiang Qiuran’s plan.
It wasn’t until Jiang Qiuran donned the rented hanfu that everyone realized why this popular beauty from the arts college had captivated so many hearts.
Her graceful figure and captivating eyes embodied the natural allure of a pure-yet-seductive beauty.
Paired with the exquisite hanfu, the effect was breathtaking.
If emperors of old had such a consort, it was no wonder they neglected court duties.
The hanfu itself was modest and proper, not the least bit risqué, yet as Jiang Qiuran danced to the music, every glance and smile was heart-stopping.
Even Su Bai had to admit that his childhood friend was undeniably magnetic.
"Qiuran, you’re amazing! You’re even better than those dance streamers on Douyin!" Wan Xinyan, holding the phone to film, was the first to see the footage and couldn’t help but lavish praise.
"You flatter me. Since I joined the team, I ought to contribute meaningfully."
After saying this, Jiang Qiuran glanced at Su Bai with a look that screamed, "Aren’t you proud of me?"
Su Bai was amused. Seriously, this lazy cat was suddenly taking the lead on a team project?
Good heavens, had Jiang Qiuran been possessed by aliens?
Seemed she’d grasped a crucial lesson in her "chasing-husband-through-hell" strategy:
Become a useful woman.
Su Bai kept a straight face and gave a slight nod.
Jiang Qiuran immediately exhaled in visible relief and pressed on, "By the way, just me dancing probably isn’t enough. More members should appear on camera."
She had a point.
She then suggested filming interactive shots, like a mini-drama, and editing them with music for a polished MV-like effect.
Since these were simple scenes, no acting skills were needed—everyone could participate.
The idea sounded fun and was met with unanimous enthusiasm.
Wan Xinyan promptly dragged her sister off to rent hanfu, pulling Su Bai along too.
Chen Yusheng, being socially awkward, disliked being on camera. Jiang Qiuran reassured her it was fine—she could handle video editing instead, ensuring her involvement.
"Alright, I’ll handle post-production," Chen Yusheng agreed. She knew basic video editing software, and though her skills were limited, her tech-savviness meant she could follow tutorials to piece things together.
Still, Jiang Qiuran’s enthusiasm for pushing the vlog felt unusually intense.
What was she scheming?
Chen Yusheng quietly pondered but hadn’t figured it out when the others returned with their rented hanfu.
Surprisingly, the Wan sisters were the fastest—contrary to the stereotype that girls take forever to change.
Wan Xinyan, quick-witted as ever, had not only picked outfits for herself and her sister but also selected one for Su Bai.
Dressed in a scholar’s blue robe, Su Bai looked every bit the refined yet virile ancient gentleman—ready to star in a historical romance drama.
As for the Wan sisters, they styled themselves as playful maids, complete with adorable twin buns.
Over there, the locals and the Shanghai elite were struggling with indecision, taking forever to finally make their choices and return.
The results, however, were downright tragic. Xue Tao wasn’t wrong—Chu Mingzhe, with his gloomy aura, really did look like a eunuch in that feiyi uniform.
What Xue Tao failed to realize was that his own attempt at wearing Hanfu was an even bigger visual disaster.
He somehow managed to look worse than Xue Tao.
The outcome? Jiang Qiuran’s eyes lit up the moment she saw the two of them.
Just as they were eagerly awaiting praise from the campus belle, Jiang Qiuran clapped her hands and said,
"Perfect! Our storyline actually needs two villains. How about you two play the antagonists?"
Xue Tao and Chu Mingzhe: "…"
Honestly, they felt like crying.
This wasn’t a vacation—it was pure torment!
Jiang Qiuran clasped her hands together, batting her adorable big eyes. "Pretty please? With everyone’s help, this vlog is totally gonna win awards!"
"Ugh, fine, villains it is!" Xue Tao gritted his teeth.
"Actually, playing a villain is a real test of one’s acting skills," Chu Mingzhe declared solemnly.
Su Bai: "…" (sweat emoji)
Dude, let’s be real here.
They asked you to play villains because you look like villains. What does that have to do with acting skills?
Of course, he kept that thought to himself. Su Bai could only silently complain that Jiang Qiuran was, as always, ridiculously persuasive.
No wonder she was thriving in the anime club too.
You could call her a natural-born green tea—or, more generously, a master at manipulating emotions.
This time, Wan Xinyan couldn’t handle the filming.
After all, she and Wan Xinyue were cast as the young maidservants attending to Young Master Su Bai.
So, the task fell to Wang Haoran.
Yeah, everyone had almost forgotten about him, since the guy had been trailing behind them the whole time, glued to his phone and barely noticeable.
He had zero interest in period costumes anyway, so filming was the perfect job for him.
Years of grinding as a game account booster had given Wang Haoran an iron grip.
His phone footage? Rock steady.
At least he was being put to good use.
Under Jiang Qiuran’s direction, filming kicked off quickly.
This was, after all, just a casual student project—no need for fancy angles, lighting, or even a proper script.
The MV’s plot was simple: aristocratic young master Su Bai and wartime beauty Jiang Qiuran fall in love, but due to harsh realities and some classic misunderstandings, they’re forced apart, their love left unfulfilled.
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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