Chapter 329: Three Hundred Thousand, I Bet I Win

One set was presumably for the engagement party reception, appearing far less elaborate than a traditional wedding gown;

The other set was the classic pure white wedding dress, complete with the veil and everything else.

"Are these all mine?"

Avoiding the other staff members inside the KTV private room, Sun Yanzi strolled over to the mannequin holding the wedding dress, instinctively raising her right hand to touch the fabric, then turned her head with a beaming smile to look at Zhou Yi.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yi glanced back over his shoulder and couldn't help but chuckle softly: "If you ask like that, is there anyone else here more suitable to wear them than you?"

"Eh~"

Sun Yanzi's features instantly scrunched up into a look of disdain; after dragging out the boo with a long tone, her eyebrows and eyes immediately curved into crescents—her hands still not letting go of the wedding dress, her index finger and thumb pinching a corner to rub and feel it carefully.

"Stop touching it; if you break it, you'll have to pay to buy it yourself."

"Tch, if I have to pay myself, I'll pay myself; sister has plenty of money." Sun Yanzi was extremely disdainful, acting with great generosity.

"It's hundreds of thousands, are you sure?"

"Is it made of gold, so expensive?"

Suddenly startled by this number, Sun Yanzi's hand movements instantly froze; she widened her eyes, her gaze full of incomprehension and doubt: "Did you run into a scam—wait, you're scamming me again, right?"

Having instinctively believed it, Sun Yanzi immediately realized the truth upon seeing the man's serious expression; she placed one hand on her hip, tilted her head, puffed out her right cheek, and tried hard to widen her eyes to express her "anger."

Zhou Yi grinned: "I never said what unit this 'hundreds of thousands' refers to."

"..."

After a passionate debate reminiscent of "Two Children Arguing About the Sun," Sun Yanzi, whose verbal skills were ultimately too unskilled, had to admit defeat; she started shouting and flipping tables, wanting to force Zhou Yi to submit through brute force—

However, she had indeed overestimated her own frame, which was just over 1.6 meters tall, and was easily suppressed by Zhou Yi with one hand.

The entire one-sided beating process could be described as a pebble striking a rock, utterly fragile; even the Warner staff present couldn't hold back their smiles.

"Ah! I'm injured! I'll expose you to the media!"

Feeling she had lost face terribly, Sun Yanzi lay flat on the sofa in the KTV private room used for filming, refusing to get up, started acting shamelessly, closed her eyes, and began rolling around pretending to be dead.

Finally, seemingly afraid she wouldn't fool anyone, after about thirty or forty seconds without hearing Zhou Yi's voice, she quietly opened her right eye a slit—

The next second, Zhou Yi's smiling face right in front of her made her shiver, and she immediately closed both eyes again.

"Alright, stop pretending; I'm going to shoot the outdoor scenes. Once we're done, we'll eat outside; do you want to join?"

Squatting for a while, seeing the woman still performing her clumsy injury act, and covering her face with her hand to avoid breaking character first, Zhou Yi didn't indulge her; he stood up and made as if to leave.

Then, as if by a medical miracle—

The second before, Sun Yanzi was still groaning "Ouch, ouch" about pain here and there and feeling unwell all over; the second after, she sat up straight on the sofa, looked up at the standing man with a mischievous grin, and said concisely: "Eat."

This change of expression was very skilled, quite in Zhou Yi's style.

"I haven't even started recording my own album yet, and I ran over to help you shoot your MV; it's unreasonable for you not to treat me to a good meal, right?"

"Boxed lunches are unlimited; I can also take the initiative to add an extra chicken leg and an egg for you."

"Add your head!"

Sun Yanzi rolled her eyes: "So this is how you treat me, huh?"

"What else would I do? What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Uh..."

Facing the century-old problem of what to eat for dinner, Sun Yanzi, who had caught up, obviously found it difficult too: "I don't know; are there any restaurants nearby?"

The place where Zhou Yi was shooting the MV was a large KTV private room inside a shopping mall; they were filming the scene of a classmate reunion from the "Cheers" MV, where the girlfriend he played, portrayed by her, would arrive at the end of the MV to pick up the slightly tipsy Zhou Yi home in her capacity as his girlfriend.

The filming location was in a shopping mall that had temporarily suspended operations for overall renovation and upgrade, located in Chaoyang District; the location was quite good, the surrounding business district was very prosperous, and restaurants were as numerous as ox hairs.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after you finish shooting the outdoor scenes."

Placing both hands on the man's back and pushing him out of the KTV, Sun Yanzi urged with a smile: "Finish shooting the outdoor scenes early so we can get off work early."

Leaning against the horizontal decoration at the KTV entrance, watching Zhou Yi and the filming team walk and shoot simultaneously, Sun Yanzi, out of boredom, began to examine the place under her feet. As the 3rd floor focused on entertainment and leisure, the merchants on this floor included not only KTVs but also a series of entertainment venues such as cinemas and game arcades.

Sun Yanzi, who was not very interested in movies at the moment, stopped in front of that brightly lit game arcade—

Looking left and right and seeing only her assistant following her, she immediately raised her hand to signal her, then dove headfirst into the game arcade.

"Eh? Yanzi! You—"

"Just playing, just playing; I haven't played in a long time, not since I debuted."

Sun Yanzi, whose courage was never small, looked left and right, her eyes holding a certain amount of nostalgia.

Since she debuted, she hadn't experienced such an extremely common form of entertainment as an amusement park for a long time. Whether in Singapore or in China, her popularity was so incredible that to go out and play normally, she could only fly to countries where no one or very few people knew her.

Although sometimes she would comfort herself that this was the price of becoming a star, upon suddenly seeing such a large place where she could let loose, Sun Yanzi's heart, which had not been crushed by Warner Music's tasks, immediately began to stir—

Immediately, she eagerly went to the counter and carried away a box of tokens.

Then, suddenly remembering she hadn't paid yet, and not wanting to play a "zero-dollar purchase," Sun Yanzi stopped again; she reached into her pants pocket for a while but couldn't find even a single dime, so she finally had to ask her assistant to put one hundred yuan on the counter for her.

Rarely having such an opportunity, she was going to play to her heart's content today!

When Zhou Yi, having finished shooting the outdoor scenes, came looking, Sun Yanzi, who hadn't noticed him, was still painstakingly shooting hoops at the basketball machine—her shooting posture slightly unfamiliar, her body stretching out trying to approximate the standard form.

It was clear that when they first met, her claim that she couldn't play basketball might not have been just modesty—she knew a little, but not much.

The assistant, seeing Zhou Yi arrive, was about to speak up to remind her boss, but was stopped by Zhou Yi raising his index finger to signal silence.

"Ah! Just missed it again!"

Sun Yanzi, who was about ten points away from passing the next level, instinctively clutched her head and wailed after failing the level: "Again, give me tokens."

"Okay."

Zhou Yi's voice came; Sun Yanzi, who was scratching her head, instantly froze in her movements, turned her head to look at the man behind her who had taken off his suit jacket and draped it over his shoulder, holding the remaining large half-box of tokens in his hand.

"Did you finish shooting the outdoor scenes?"

"You don't play this thing like that; there's a trick to it."

This was also an indirect answer to the question; Zhou Yi strolled over to Sun Yanzi's side. The latter, whose "skills" had been questioned, was full of doubt: "A trick? What trick? How would I know?"

"Maybe it's because you're just not very sharp."

"..."

Sun Yanzi narrowed her eyes, her gaze gradually turning "dangerous": "Are you challenging me?"

Having inserted the coin, Zhou Yi grinned: "It's time for you to see some real skill."

On the basketball court I'm timid and submissive; before the arcade basketball machine, I strike with heavy fists!

Seeing this, Sun Yanzi quickly inserted a coin for herself, and the two went head-to-head, racing to see who could score more baskets.

"Down by 12 points, 12 points, Zhou Yi has been overtaken!"

"He's overtaken her again; Zhou Yi has clearly sped up his shooting."

"..."

After the reshoots were finished, the crew members, eager to stir up trouble, even opened a betting pool on the two of them—

Zhou Yi wins at 1:2.5;

Sun Yanzi wins at 1:6.

"Yanzi is awesome! Boss, go for it!"

Sun Yanzi's team members began cheering her on; fearing Zhou Yi might renege on the bet, she even volunteered to turn on the camera to record the wager.

After shouting encouragement for the boss, the assistant turned around and quietly placed a bet: "Old Wang, ten yuan on Zhou Yi."

The final result was, obviously, "not to anyone's liking."

"You're not that good after all."

Having won the match, Zhou Yi basked in the victor's cheers, teasing Sun Yanzi about everything.

"..."

Having lost to Zhou Yi, an outsider who frequently missed the rim entirely on the basketball court, Sun Yanzi was far from convinced—

"Again!"

Lost again.

"Your form was a bit off; that last round doesn't count. Again!"

Still lost.

"I'll bet another three hundred thousand that I win!"

(End of this chapter)