Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Chapter 260 Filming

"No, no need!" Yang Xining frantically picked up the spoon that had fallen into the pot, "Breakfast will be ready soon."

Lulu looked at this, then looked at that, and suddenly giggled: "I'll go wake Qingyan and Qinglan up~"

She skipped away and made a face at Yang Xining before leaving.

There was an awkward silence between the two of them in the kitchen.

Yan Tian walked to the sink and started cutting fruit.

His knife-holding posture was as perfect as if he was defusing a bomb, and every cut was extremely precise.

"Brother, thank you for last night." He suddenly spoke, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

Yang Xining paused while stirring the porridge. "You're welcome... Feeling better?"

"Yeah." Yan Tian put the cut fruit on a plate. "The medicine Lulu gave me... is very effective."

There was another moment of silence.

Yang Xining secretly glanced at Yan Tian and found that his ears were red and the knuckles of his fingers holding the fruit knife were white.

"Yan Tian." She mustered up the courage to ask, "Gao Xiaojuan..."

"She's not wrong." Yan Tian interrupted calmly, "No one wants to marry a man who is... flawed."

"That's not a flaw!" Yang Xining blurted out, "That's a medal of honor!"

Yan Tian was stunned, staring at her with his obsidian eyes without blinking.

Yang Xining realized what he had said and hurriedly turned around to turn off the fire: "The porridge, the porridge is ready..."

A warm, large hand suddenly covered her wrist. Yan Tian's palm was rough and strong, with calluses from years of gripping guns.

"Brother." His voice was low and firm. "If...if I can really cure it, would you be willing to..."

"Daddy Yan!" Qingyan's crisp voice came from the door. The little girl was wearing pink pajamas and her hair was messy like a little lion. "What are you whispering to your mother?"

Yan Tian retracted his hand as if burned, turned around to face the little girl who came running in, and his hard facial lines softened instantly: "Nothing, just discussing... today's training plan."

Qingyan tilted her head, her big dark eyes moving back and forth between the two people's red faces, and suddenly she realized: "Oh~ You are playing the blushing game! I want to play too!"

Yang Xining picked up her daughter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and took the opportunity to hide her panic: "Stop making trouble and go have breakfast. Mom made your favorite blueberry muffins."

Qinglan stood quietly at the door, having already changed into a small shirt and overalls. The Poseidon mark on his forehead shone faintly in the morning light. "Mom, when can we go to kindergarten?" he asked softly, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I want to meet new friends."

Yang Xining squatted down and looked at her son straight in the eye: "Baby, this is a special period. Mommy promises you that as long as you beat the bad guys away, I will let you go to kindergarten properly, okay?

"But how long will it take?" Qinglan held the straps of her overalls tightly in her small hands.

Qingyan twisted herself out of her mother's arms and ran to her brother: "Mommy, I also want to go to kindergarten early. I saw on my phone that kindergarten is very interesting. I promise, I won't set fire to the kindergarten!"

Yan Tian looked at the two children's expectant eyes, walked over to Yang Xining and squatted down: "Brother, actually...it's worth considering. I have acquaintances in the military and can arrange the safest kindergarten."

Yang Xining bit his lower lip, his eyes moving between the two children's smiling faces and Yan Tian's resolute expression.

"Okay, but you have to promise not to use divine power or magic indiscriminately in kindergarten." She finally said, touching the two children's heads.

"Oh yeah~ Mom agreed!" Qingyan cheered and pulled her brother to the restaurant: "Come on, Qinglan, after breakfast, let's go ask Dad Qi to take us out to play~"

Looking at the two children running away, Yan Tian suddenly asked softly: "Brother, are you scared?"

Yang Xining smiled bitterly. "I'm scared to death." She looked out the window at the bright sunshine. "But maybe... it's time for them to try out the lives of ordinary people."

Yan Tian's hand gently rested on her shoulder, and the warm touch came through the thin fabric: "I will send someone to protect them 24 hours a day. And..." He paused, "I will also pick them up and drop them off every day."

Yang Xining looked up and met his determined gaze, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

She knew the weight behind Yan Tian's words - as the ace of the special forces, his time was more valuable than gold.

"Thank you." She said softly, and suddenly remembered something. "By the way, what did you want to ask me just now?"

Yan Tian's ears turned red again. He stood up, his tall figure blocking the sunlight from the window. "Wait... wait until you're cured."

……

Rong Tao suddenly woke from a nightmare, his pajamas soaked with cold sweat. In his dream, he was entangled by countless small green snakes, which burrowed into his ears, nostrils, and mouth, while Rong Hao stood by and watched with a smile.

"Damn..." He wiped his face and reached for the water glass on the bedside table, only to find that the water in the glass was a strange light green.

He got out of bed quietly and took out a small camera from the secret compartment in the closet.

This is a habit he has developed since his debut, installing hidden cameras in various places in the room to prevent sasaeng fans or paparazzi from sneaking in.

When Rong Tao connected his phone to check last night's video, his blood froze instantly.

At three o'clock in the morning, his door opened silently, and a figure walked in quietly, standing by the bed and looking down at him for five minutes.

Then, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and dropped a few drops of green liquid into the glass.

The most terrifying thing was that the surveillance camera clearly captured the figure's eyes flashing green light in the darkness.

"Fuck..." Rong Tao deleted the video with trembling fingers and quickly changed his clothes.

He must leave here immediately and find Yang Xining.

Rong Tao opened the door and ran into his assistant Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang hurriedly asked, "Brother Tao, where are you going? We have a photoshoot this morning."

Rong Tao ignored him and left without looking back.

……

"Teacher Rong Tao, please re-confirm the safety of the wire." The girl on stage handed over the checklist, looking at the top idol in front of her with sparkling eyes.

"Yes." Rong Tao took the form and signed it hastily.

"Teacher Rong Tao looks great today!" the makeup artist exclaimed. "His skin is even better than usual. He doesn't even need much foundation."

Rong Tao pulled the corners of his mouth and showed his signature smile: "I went to bed early last night."

"All departments, get ready!" the director's voice came over the loudspeaker. "We'll start shooting Scene 38 in five minutes. It's Mr. Rong Tao's aerial fight scene!"

Rong Tao stood up and stretched his muscles.

The black ancient costume looked particularly elegant on him. His long hair was tied up high with a red headband, and he had a prop sword at his waist.

"Teacher Rong Tao, Teacher Wei Ya is here." The assistant reminded in a low voice.

A middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap came over and started to put on the wire equipment for Rong Tao.

"Teacher, is the equipment okay?" Rong Tao asked.

"No...no problem." The man answered dully, but his hands moved more skillfully.

"Teacher Rong Tao, you can go on stage now!" the assistant director shouted from a distance.

Rong Tao nodded and walked towards the shooting area.

This was an aerial fight scene in an ancient fantasy drama, requiring him to perform a series of difficult moves at a height of ten meters.

“Action!”

Following the director's command, Rong Tao felt the wire slowly rising, and his body flew into the air.

According to the script, he should do a backflip when he reaches the highest point and then "fly with the sword."

When the height reached about eight meters, Rong Tao suddenly heard a slight "click" sound - the main load-bearing rope of the wire had been tampered with and was breaking rapidly!

The set was suddenly in chaos.

“There’s something wrong with the wire!”

"Put it down! Safety mat!"

"Teacher Rong Tao, don't move! We'll immediately—"

Before the exclamation died down, Rong Tao had already made a decision.

Rather than risk falling, it is better to——

“Wow!!” The staff on site exclaimed collectively.

I saw "Rong Tao" turn gracefully in the air and actually stopped steadily in mid-air without the help of wirework!

The black costume fluttered in the wind, and the long hair flew, just like a real immortal descending to the earth.

"This...how is this possible?!" The script in the director's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Rong Tao's lips curled slightly, and he took advantage of this unexpected opportunity to improvise.

He tapped the air lightly with his toes, his figure flew across the sky like a swallow, and the prop sword in his hand swung out sword flowers. Every movement was ten times more perfect than the one designed by the martial arts instructor.

The set was completely silent, and everyone stared with their mouths wide open at this scene that defied common sense of physics.

“Cut!” The director finally found his voice and trembled as he called for a stop. “This…this one is passed!”

Rong Tao landed lightly on the ground, and the wire rope finally broke completely and hung limply behind her.

"Teacher Rong Tao! Are you okay?" A group of people surrounded him.

"It's okay." Rong Tao calmly untied the wire harness. "It might be the angle. It just looks scary."

"But...but you clearly just now..." the script supervisor girl stammered.

Rong Tao blinked. "It's just a special effect. Didn't the crew prepare invisible wires?"

"Huh?" The director looked confused. "We don't have..."