Chapter 118: New Residence
After Xuan Xia made up some nonsense, she changed the topic, “Have you been in touch with Brother Huang?”
Ji Ziyao turned to glance at her, his expression seeming to say she was impatient.
Xuan Xia wasn’t impatient, but had another idea.
“The company meeting is tomorrow, I’ll ask him then,” Ji Ziyao said.
Xuan Xia then said: “What do you think of this? I don’t want to give up this audition opportunity. Can you talk to Brother Huang and let me try? As for the final result, we’ll listen to the film crew director.”
Ji Ziyao stared straight at her, not speaking for a long time.
Xuan Xia met his gaze for a while, then asked: “What’s your thought?”
Ji Ziyao’s thought was, “Have you thought it through?”
He said bluntly: “I’ll put the ugly words upfront. Based on my experience, no matter how your audition goes, it’s one hundred percent no chance.”
From the fixed known actor lineup, it was clear how many people were vying for this youngest daughter role.
Considering various factors, mainly one’s own weight, not taking this role was understandable.
But refusing on one hand while wanting to strive through proper audition means on the other, that could only mean not knowing one’s own weight.
But Xuan Xia was very calm and very certain, “I know, but I still want to try.”
She just wanted to try. Just as Director Pan said, experience is accumulated.
Since that was the case, Ji Ziyao no longer tried to dissuade her and nodded, saying: “Alright then.”
***
The group arrived in Yanjing, already evening.
Except for Li Xinze who was going to stay at the hotel, the others all had homes to return to.
Especially Xuan Xia.
As soon as Xuan Xia thought about finally moving into her own private little home, her whole mood was excited.
She even said to Ji Ziyao and the others: “Wait for me to pick a good day, then I’ll invite you all for the housewarming.”
Her line of sight swept around, and she saw Li Xinze, which made her think that actually, picking a day didn’t have to be done by her; she could ask Daoist Master Qin.
It would be too wasteful not to use a professional.
She didn’t plan to let this matter wait overnight, and immediately happily sent a message to Daoist Master Qin, asking him to pick a good day suitable for the housewarming, preferably within these few days if possible.
At this time, she probably couldn’t wait for a reply from the elderly person with regular habits, but it was fine; Xuan Xia could wait until tomorrow.
……
Xiangyun Company’s dormitories for its artists were mostly gathered in one residential community.
The residential community was named Jincheng.
Vulgar to the extreme is elegant, having “gold” in the name was also Xiangyun Company’s beautiful blessing to its artists.
Jincheng residential community had quite convenient transportation, most importantly not too far from the Xiangyun Company building, about a twenty-minute drive.
Xuan Xia’s house was in Building 26, 9th floor.
Two households per floor, she lived in 902.
Xuan Xia declined Yang Wanxiu’s offer to accompany her upstairs, carried her luggage alone to Building 26, 9th floor, opened the door to 902, and stepped into her own heaven and earth.
She turned on all the lights inside: cold white bright energy-saving lamps and orange-toned warm lights suddenly interweaving in the house, illuminating every corner.
For a moment, Xuan Xia felt that these lights illuminated not only the various places indoors but also brightened her heart.
This house was also fully renovated, with clear room layout and complete furniture and appliances.
Because it was known that the owner would move in that evening, Yang Wanxiu had called in housekeeping during the day for a thorough cleaning.
So at this moment, the interior was spotless.
It was clean, but it seemed to lack some human presence.
So she walked around everywhere, making sure to let the house absorb her scent.
After touring the whole house, she sat on the large sofa in the living room.
This sofa was so big, like a bed.
Xuan Xia had just wanted to lie flat when her mobile phone rang.
There was a message.
Xuan Xia had a thought and picked it up to see; sure enough, it was from that daoist master with regular habits.
‘Daoist Master Qin: Congratulations on moving into the new residence. Looking at these few days, the most suitable is the day after tomorrow. Auspicious yellow path day, suitable for all matters.’
The day after tomorrow? Great, great.
Tomorrow would still give her enough time to prepare.
Xuan Xia nodded in satisfaction; sure enough, entrusting this to Daoist Master Qin was very reliable.
She quickly replied to thank him, and after editing the text, she suddenly paused and simply initiated a video call.
The person on the other end was probably startled by her sudden video call and took over half a minute to connect.
Once the scenes on both sides synced, Xuan Xia was already impatient: “Daoist Master Qin, come take a look at my home quickly.”
Without waiting for the other’s response, Xuan Xia jumped up and forcibly gave him a virtual tour of her house.
Xuan Xia knew her behavior wasn’t appropriate, but who let it be a time when her desire to share was strong, and Daoist Master Qin happened to reply; she could only apologize.
After the virtual tour ended, Xuan Xia sat back on the sofa and then seriously looked at the person in the video.
The person on the other side was half-holding the mobile phone, the scene capturing just the upper body, showing a sitting posture as upright as a half-length portrait.
As expected, Daoist Master Qin was dressed for rest, his daoist bun undone, with long hair draped down.
A man with disheveled hair could only give two impressions.
Either greasy like a bum, or with the right temperament, like a melancholic poet.
Daoist Master Qin’s temperament was spot on, but he didn’t seem like a poet, nor any particular type, or rather not like any type.
Daoist Master Qin’s temperament was just Daoist Master Qin.
Xuan Xia had just finished appraising in her mind when the person opposite spoke, his voice warm and deep, “The house is very nice.”
“Thank you.” Xuan Xia then remembered to ask, “Daoist Master Qin, did my message wake you up?”
Daoist Master Qin said: “No, I just happened to not be able to sleep.”
“Eh? You get insomnia too?”
Daoist Master Qin’s expression immediately took on a helpless amusement.
“Yes. You’ve seen me laughable.” He said.
“I wasn’t laughing at you.” Xuan Xia quickly explained for herself.
“Mm.” Daoist Master Qin acknowledged, paused, and asked, “In a very good mood now?”
Xuan Xia nodded.
Not only could he see it, she could see her own smiling face in the small picture.
She was just happy.
Daoist Master Qin also smiled, probably not wanting to interrupt her happy mood, he quickly found a topic and asked about her film crew filming these past few days.
Oh, that meant there was a lot to say.
……
Xuan Xia rarely had the experience of chatting until sleepy; this time, she chatted freely with Daoist Master Qin for most of the night until the sky was turning white, and with sleepiness coming, she ended the video call.
She didn’t know if Daoist Master Qin, tormented for most of the night, would have the energy to handle work the next day, but after Xuan Xia took a short nap, she was spirited again.
The auspicious day given by Daoist Master Qin had become tomorrow; after waking up, Xuan Xia first group-sent the housewarming time to Ji Ziyao and the other three.
After thinking, she sent another message to An Qi, asking if she had time to come play.
Originally not expecting An Qi to be free, unexpectedly the timing worked out; she happened to be free tomorrow.
With housewarming guests confirmed, Xuan Xia began preparations.
