In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 97 Holy Mother and Holy Father
A strong earthquake of magnitude 7.8 struck Wenchuan, Sichuan Province, and was felt in many provinces and cities!

The news spread like wildfire across the country, and it seemed as if the entire nation had been mobilized, with everyone concerned about the matter.

Even the lower-level staff of the Qin Xuan production team were discussing this matter and where to donate.

It can be said that everyone is united as one and has worked together with one heart and one mind!

Qin Xuan just didn't expect Liu Yifei to be so bold as to go directly.

Honestly, she would have been better off singing a song for everyone. It's not that Qin Xuan is cold-blooded or anything, but the more severe the disaster, the more limited the resources become.

Road resources are limited, as are food, medicine, and accommodation. Transporting people and supplies can easily cause congestion when there are too many people, and there are no wide roads to travel on in disaster areas.

Another issue is whether your people need food and shelter. Should you provide it to them or give it to the disaster victims? Sometimes it's well-intentioned, but it's hard to find a balance once you get there.

Of course, their intentions were good, and their courage was commendable; there's nothing to criticize about that.

The next day, the story was reported by a wider range of media outlets, and many celebrities took action, donating money and supplies. The media also gave it extensive coverage and praise.

"Master Huang assisted in distributing masks and recorded the needs of disaster victims."

"The first batch of 3.5 tons of supplies from Li Lianjie's One Foundation has arrived."

"Henry Van Loon brought food and beverages worth millions to offer his condolences and donated 5 to improve the meals for the wounded!"

Every celebrity gets reported on, but there's been very little coverage of Liu Yifei. It's a pity, she did something, but nobody knows.

"The Nameless" only had two days left to film before wrapping up.

These last two days are also the final stage. We need to settle the wages of the crew members and grassroots staff so that they can leave in peace.

"The producer will check everyone's working hours, subsidies, and reimbursements within two days. If there are any problems, please contact me or the producer directly. I will definitely resolve them properly for everyone." Qin Xuan reassured the grassroots staff.

Not to mention that the person left without being paid or anything like that.

The people at the grassroots level still trust him quite a bit, after all, he's well-fed, well-dressed, and has the ability to provide for them.

Qin Xuan then checked the footage that had already been shot with Rao Xiaozhi and finalized the list of reshoots, which needed to be confirmed within two days.

Otherwise, if those missed shots or those flawed or substandard shots aren't fixed, and everyone leaves, we won't be able to film anymore.

Anyway, he was busy these two days, and just as he was busy, Wu Guoqiang found him.

"Xiao Xuan, someone is looking for you."

"Who's looking for me?" Qin Xuan asked casually.

Wu Guoqiang leaned close to his ear and said, "Liu Yifei."

"Forehead!"

Qin Xuan stared in surprise, then quickly regained his composure, shoved the materials sheet in his hand into Rao Xiaozhi's hand, and followed him.

This left Rao Xiaozhi quite bewildered. Why the rush?

“Go and talk to people nicely. They’ve come all this way to see you.” Wu Guoqiang is quite concerned about his nephew’s marriage.

"I know," Qin Xuan said as he walked.

"Be steady," Wu Guoqiang advised before stopping.

I won't go with them, afraid I'll get in the way.

Qin Xuan strode out of the studio and came to the outside of the studio. There he saw Liu Yifei standing under an old osmanthus tree, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt and slim-fitting light blue jeans. A white belt was tied around her waist, which outlined her curves.

Because she was facing away, her jeans accentuated her rounded buttocks, and she wore a baseball cap with her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders.

Qin Xuan approached and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to Bashu?"

Liu Yifei turned around, her large sunglasses obscuring most of her face, but a beautiful smile curved her lips.

“I heard that Guizhou is quite close to Sichuan, so I came to see if you were alright. But when I got here, I found out that it’s quite far from there,” she said.

"What you said really touched me." Indeed, Qin Xuan was somewhat moved.

I thought Liu Yifei was going directly to Sichuan, but it turns out she came to see him first before going to Sichuan. So he must hold a lot of importance in her heart.

"What's there to be touched about? I just happened to come by, and I'm relieved to see you're alright." Liu Yifei was as energetic as ever, seemingly unaffected by the recent cyberbullying.

I understand, if you have to cry, you should cry in secret!
Qin Xuan faced her, his expression serious: "I think you'd better not go."

“I must go. It’s such a big deal. Seeing how pitiful those people and children are, I want to do my part.” Liu Yifei looked at him.

Because Liu Yifei was wearing sunglasses, Qin Xuan couldn't see her face, but he could feel her sincerity.

"Actually, it wouldn't make much of a difference if you went. Many people have already gone. Besides, even if you went and did your best, others might not even see it." Qin Xuan shook his head.

Even if she went, the media rarely reported on her; it was simply a thankless task.

That's how it was in her past life. She did so many things in that place, but there was basically no exposure. There wasn't even a single photo of her; it was all based on local people's accounts.

"Why should others see it? I do my own thing, and I have a clear conscience. I don't need others to see it. If doing good deeds is for everyone to see, then it's not genuine; it's just a show." Liu Yifei insisted.

This selfless kindness made Qin Xuan feel somewhat ashamed. He always considered the cost-effectiveness of everything he did, and he would basically not do anything that wasn't cost-effective.

He sensed something, took a folded piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her: "This is for you."

"What is this?" Liu Yifei asked, puzzled.

"Take a look at this song!" Qin Xuan gestured for her to open it.

Liu Yifei opened the paper, saw the top of it, and softly read, "As you wish!"

She looked down at the lyrics, which were also arranged in musical notation. As she looked at the lyrics, her expression changed from serious to gradually becoming emotional, and she felt touched.

"And I will love the world you love, wish you the smile you desire, I hold your hand as I stumble along, please take me to tomorrow," Liu Yifei sang softly, her voice suddenly choked with emotion.

She was still very sentimental; she wouldn't have rushed to the disaster area without being sentimental. "This song is for you, including the copyright and everything else; it's all yours." Qin Xuan's moral standards didn't match this song; only she deserved it.

"Give it to me?" Liu Yifei sniffed and looked at him blankly.

"Yes, it's for you!" Qin Xuan nodded.

"This is clearly your hard work, your masterpiece, how can you give it to me!" Liu Yifei still had the same attitude.

“Just like you said, if you do your own thing and ask for something in return for everything, then it’s not genuine. I just wanted to do some good deeds anonymously. If you mind, just donate all the proceeds from this song. Consider it my contribution to the disaster area.” Qin Xuan said sincerely.

These words deeply moved Liu Yifei, making her feel that he had changed, becoming a more three-dimensional and noble figure.

“This song is of very high quality and very meaningful. I can’t accept it, but I can sing it and donate the copyright revenue for you.” Liu Yifei shook her head, reserving something for him.

At least preserve his right to be credited, so that people know that this song is his and that he wrote it.

"That would be best!" Qin Xuan had no objection.

The two faced each other, gazing into each other's eyes. Liu Yifei's eyes were soft and bright, filled with tenderness, but Qin Xuan couldn't see it.

"Thank you," Liu Yifei said softly.

"Thank me for what?" Qin Xuan asked with a smile.

"Thank you for your song, thank you for your kindness." Liu Yifei's voice was soft and gentle.

"That's too formal. If we're friends, there's no need for thanks or anything like that," Qin Xuan said.

Liu Yifei smiled and nodded.

"By the way, when are you leaving? Would you like to try the food from my film crew?" Qin Xuan invited.

"I have to go now. I set up a search and rescue team, and they've already gone to Sichuan. I need to get there as soon as possible. Maybe next time, we can have dinner together." Liu Yifei said apologetically.

I didn't expect her to even set up a search and rescue team; she's really dedicated.

"They keep saying 'next time, next time,' but we never actually get to eat there," Qin Xuan said.

"I'll definitely do it next time." Liu Yifei chuckled, patted his shoulder, and told him not to mind.

The two had been talking about having a meal together since last year, and it's already mid-May now—half a year—but they haven't been able to because of various things.

Qin Xuan smiled and didn't mind.

As it was time to part, Liu Yifei took a deep breath, feeling a little sentimental, and said, "I have to go now. You should hurry back to filming and not delay anything!"

Qin Xuan nodded but did not move.

Liu Yifei glanced at him, turned and walked away. After a few steps, she turned back and saw Qin Xuan still standing there. She waved and said, "Goodbye!"

Qin Xuan remained silent, simply watching her leave.

Liu Yifei turned around again and walked away. After taking a few steps, she turned back again and saw that he was still standing in the same place. She waved again and continued walking forward.

Even after she disappeared, Qin Xuan remained standing silently in place, taking a few steps toward the film set as if he couldn't move any further. Then he turned and ran as fast as he could in the direction Liu Yifei had disappeared.

The road here isn't in very good condition, kicking up pebbles and dust.

It wasn't until they passed through the ancient alley and reached the main road that the road became easier to walk on. Qin Xuan saw a white sedan slowly driving away in the distance; it must have just started moving.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan had no choice but to run even harder toward the car, waving his hands repeatedly as he ran, trying to get Liu Yifei to see him.

"Ms. Liu, someone is chasing our car. Should we stop?" The driver glanced at the rearview mirror.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei, sitting in the back, turned around and saw Qin Xuan running towards them through the rear window. She quickly patted the seat in front of her and said, "Stop the car! Stop the car!"

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Liu Yifei opened the door, quickly jumped out, and then ran two steps in the direction Qin Xuan had come from.

Just then, Qin Xuan ran up to her, bent over, hands on his knees, panting heavily, looking very tired.

"Are you stupid? Why did you chase after me?" Liu Yifei stepped forward and patted his back to help him catch his breath.

Qin Xuan breathed heavily, feeling as if all her strength had left her. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She swallowed hard and managed to muster a little strength: "I...I'll go with you."

"Come with me? Aren't you filming anymore?" Liu Yifei was surprised.

Qin Xuan patted his chest, took a moment to catch his breath, and said, "Filming is finished. It'll wrap up in a couple of days, and they won't need me anymore."

The follow-up work can be handled by Wu Guoqiang, Rao Xiaozhi, and Li Miao. Besides, the producer from Wanda is still here, so it doesn't matter whether he's there or not.

“Then you’re not suitable to go either. I’m going for disaster relief. What would you be doing there?” Liu Yifei said.

Qin Xuan regained some strength and straightened up, saying, "I'm also going to help with disaster relief. Are you allowed to be the saint, but I'm not allowed to be the saint?"

The Holy Mother and Holy Father? Liu Yifei found him quite amusing.

"Anyway, I'm going, so you have to take me." Qin Xuan resorted to shamelessness, though he knew his reason was somewhat far-fetched.

If it weren't for Liu Yifei, he wouldn't have gone at all, and he would have paid little attention to her, since he had already experienced it and the feeling of being moved had faded.

For her sake, this was the second time I had acted impulsively.

"Alright, alright! Let's go together." Liu Yifei smiled helplessly, there was nothing she could do about it.

Then he led him into the car.

In the back seat of the car, Liu Yifei saw that he was still panting, so she took out her bag, took out a bottle of water, and handed it to him.

"Drink of water!"

Qin Xuan took the bottle, gripped the cap, and tried to twist it open, but couldn't. His arm ached, so he shook his hand and tried again, but Liu Yifei snatched it away and easily twisted it open.

"I can open it." Qin Xuan felt his dignity had been damaged.

(End of this chapter)