Time passed quickly on the set.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the end of February.
This was the time for Luo Yunchu's album release.
To be honest, the Chinese music scene at the turn of the millennium was still that era of celestial beings clashing.
It was no less vibrant than the last century.
All kinds of new and original singers emerged like stars in the night sky.
And there was the fierce wave of K-pop.
Even singers of Sun Yanzi's caliber could be jokingly referred to as niche artists, which shows just how intense the competition was back then.
It was definitely not unfair to lose.
Just like how the song "Blue Lotus" released by Xu Wei at the end of last year remained popular all the way to February.
You could hear that "Blue Lotus~" echoing in every street and alley.
And the newly released "Run" by the Yu Quan duo also quickly gained traction right after its release.
Growing up in such an environment might help one understand why some young idols get mercilessly criticized when they release new songs.
After all, too much of a good thing can lead to a sudden overload.
Who could handle that?
The key was that there were a bunch of fans praising it, and even English songs were winning Chinese music awards.
Of course, Luo Yunchu was a person of quality; he simply chose not to listen, since after all, only fans would buy the idol's album.
That said, he couldn't help but feel a bit excited as the release of the album's singles approached.
There's always a first time for everything.
"Creak"
Fan Bingbing pushed the door open and entered, her leisurely demeanor clearly indicating she had done this many times before.
Every time he had no scenes and was resting in the room, she was the first to know and would avoid Liu Xiaoli.
This showed that the crew were her eyes and ears.
"Tomorrow is the album release date. Do you have confidence, little brother?"
Luo Yunchu leaned against the window without turning his head.
"We'll know tomorrow. How can I know before it's released?"
Fan Bingbing pulled over a chair and sat next to Luo Yunchu.
"I thought you would be very confident, especially since I had someone pre-order the vinyl record of 'Back to the Past'."
Luo Yunchu's album was titled "Back to the Past," a name he had chosen himself.
Hearing this, he turned around and saw Aunt Fan casually wearing a fitted white short-sleeve shirt and light blue jeans.
The jeans hugged her perfectly shaped hips and thighs, and her legs were not crossed like last time but were parallel and close together.
After a quick glance, Luo Yunchu said,
"I have some confidence; I think those MVs turned out pretty well. Who knows, the MVs might be more popular than the songs."
"You really dare to think that," Fan Bingbing replied, having never seen an MV outshine a song; they usually complemented each other.
Over the past few days, the two had become quite familiar on set, and Luo Yunchu treated Fan Bingbing more like a friend, speaking more casually than when they were recording the album.
"What’s there to be afraid of? By the way, remember to knock next time you come in. It’s quite rude to just walk in, Auntie."
Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes, already used to this annoying title.
Today, she didn’t argue with him but stood up to observe the room's environment.
She hadn’t really taken a good look during her previous visits.
There weren’t any valuable items in the room, and Luo Yunchu just let Aunt Fan be.
However, inadvertently seeing her back, it was hard not to feel a bit irrational; it wasn’t his fault.
Because Aunt Fan was bending over, her back turned to him, and her jeans tightly wrapped around her peach-shaped bottom, her legs perfectly aligned.
If he walked over and hugged her like that, he couldn't even imagine how good it would feel.
Luo Yunchu seriously suspected she was doing it on purpose, considering she wasn’t dressed like this in the morning.
Perhaps she was bored, or maybe she was just tired.
Fan Bingbing simply lay down on Luo Yunchu's bed, and the originally loose short sleeve immediately transformed into a pair of jade vases resting on her chest.
"I'm a bit sleepy at noon; I'm going to nap for a bit. Little brother, don’t do anything bad to me, okay~"
Luo Yunchu responded with a sound, took out his headphones, and looked out the window, leaving only a side profile.
After a while
Fan Bingbing quietly opened her eyes a slit, observing Luo Yunchu's somewhat aloof side profile.
Only with this little man could she be so unrestrained.
She knew he had just stolen a glance at her, though he disguised it well; that was normal.
If he didn’t even look, then that would be a real problem.
Not a Liu Xiaohui, but the same.
Calling her Auntie while harboring unmentionable thoughts about her.
Fan Bingbing really wanted to see if, after tearing off Luo Yunchu's cold facade, he could still remain calm.
Or would he directly pounce on her, pinning her hands down, and then fiercely...
Women always love to fantasize, and with the blanket carrying Luo Yunchu's scent, she slowly drifted off into a sleep filled with wild thoughts.
……
2 PM
"Wake up, it’s time to get up for the shoot."
Luo Yunchu patted Aunt Fan's cheek, trying to get her out of his bed.
If Auntie were to walk in at this moment, there would be no way to clear his name.
Fan Bingbing was sleeping soundly, a bit annoyed as she swatted away the hand on her face.
"Stop it."
Luo Yunchu held her hand, trying to pull her up.
"Auntie, go back to your own room to sleep. It’s dangerous to sleep in someone else’s room like this."
"No, this is my little brother's room. What’s wrong with me taking a nap?"
Fan Bingbing was halfway up when she suddenly pulled Luo Yunchu back onto the bed with a strong tug.
Luo Yunchu's face bumped against Aunt Fan's chest, feeling soft yet with a hint of firmness.
"Auntie, if you keep this up, I really will..."
Before he could finish, he noticed Fan Bingbing's bright eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
"What are you going to do to this old aunt?"
"Get lost," Luo Yunchu said, too lazy to deal with this drama queen, realizing that her previous demeanor was all an act.
Fan Bingbing enjoyed teasing this innocent little virgin, gently patting his head.
"Don’t be angry, good little brother. I was just joking with you!"
"Who’s your little brother? Get out!" Luo Yunchu pulled Fan Bingbing towards the door, and just before they reached it, he remembered to smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes before pushing her out.
Fan Bingbing was thus kicked out. Once back in her room, she immediately changed into a new outfit and put on a bra.
She touched herself over the bra, her face slightly flushed.
She had felt something earlier; she just pretended not to notice because she was afraid Luo Yunchu would see through her.
She remembered that she had even been kissed here.
"Mmm..."
No matter how flirtatious she was, it couldn’t change the fact that she was still a twenty-something virgin.
With age comes natural needs in that regard.
She had thought about finding a boyfriend, but her agent and contract didn’t allow it.
There was no one in the industry she was interested in either.
So she could only take matters into her own hands; for the past few days, she had been using Luo Yunchu's photos to relieve herself.
Every time she finished, she felt like one of those pathetic guys, hiding under the covers and daydreaming, a bad woman.
The only difference was.
From her interactions, she might actually turn her fantasies into reality.
At the beginning of March
The first single from Luo Yunchu's album was officially released for promotion.
……