Chapter 53
The afternoon light was bright and brilliant. Standing in the sun, Tiantian’s cheeks were illuminated as if they were transparent.
Tiantian had changed into a small ancient-style robe. A light shadow was applied to the bridge of his nose and the side of his face, and his chubby little face instantly had a hint of sickly weakness.
His light pink lips were also dusted with a layer of powder, making them look pale and dry.
Several cameras were in position, and Lin Chen’an and the sound crew were also ready. He shouted, “Action.”
Shen Tiantian lay on the bed, covered with a thin cotton quilt with a cloud pattern, which was completely unable to bring him a trace of warmth as he was already sick.
He coughed, and the little eunuch kneeling by the window couldn’t help but wail.
“Your Highness, I’m useless. Those turtle-egg bastards from the Imperial Medical Office look down on people. No matter how I cried or knelt, they refused to give me a dose of medicine.”
The itch in Shen Tiantian’s throat was uncontrollable, and he coughed even more violently.
He was now plagued by illness, and his already thin body was now a little unable to sit up, on the verge of reaching its end.
However, he was still young. Besides a trace of fear of death, the little prince also had an indescribable longing for it.
“Ah Fu, do you think if I die, I’ll go to the underworld to eat countless osmanthus cakes?”
The milky little voice was so piercing to the ear at this moment.
The little eunuch, Ah Fu, felt a tightness in his chest. He couldn’t stop his tears from flowing. He knelt by the bed, not knowing what to say.
“Your Highness, there are even more delicious pastries outside than osmanthus cakes. You haven’t tried them yet. When you get better, I will definitely find a way to steal them for you from the imperial kitchen.”
Shen Tiantian, however, just shook his head, let out a heavy breath, and then fell into a deep sleep.
“Cut!”
Lin Chen’an poked his head out from behind the camera screen, his brows furrowed tightly. He scanned the scene and finally said:
“The lighting is not right. Props, get ready. It’s best to have a layer of light from the window on the little prince’s face after he falls asleep.”
Then he thought about it for a while and shook his head in denial:
“No, it should be half light and half dark.”
After trying two or three times, Lin Chen’an was finally satisfied and nodded with a smile.
“This is the feeling. The little prince’s personality has not yet reached a real turning point. We must maintain the character’s characteristics, and the lighting must also reflect this.”
A scene took almost fifty minutes to film. Shen Jinfeng stood outside the crowd, watching Shen Tiantian repeat these few lines over and over again.
Besides the amazement he felt when he first saw it, by the end, Shen Jinfeng only felt numb.
To be honest, filming was not as interesting as he had imagined.
After this scene was filmed, Shen Tiantian jumped up from the bed, his pale and sickly expression swept away, his eyes dark and bright.
“Finished filming!”
Shen Tiantian dragged his long sleeves and robes. Although his makeup was still the same sick makeup as before, for some reason, Shen Jinfeng felt that this was his little brother.
Lively and bright, with endless energy in his eyes.
Not the sickly little prince just now.
Shen Jinfeng couldn’t help but smile. In that moment, he finally believed a little that the little one could really be a good actor in the future.
Although Shen Tiantian was playing the male lead as a child, his role was not very big.
At the beginning of the story, the male lead was already sixteen or seventeen, secretly concealing his sharpness, accumulating strength, and waiting for the right time.
The scenes from his childhood were mostly interspersed in his memories to complete the character’s personality.
After filming this scene, Shen Tiantian’s work for the day was also over.
He followed the makeup artist’s older sister to the lounge to remove his makeup, changed into his soft and fluffy coat, and bounced back to the hotel with Shen Jinfeng.
Shen Jinfeng was half a step behind Shen Tiantian, watching this little cub jump up and down five times, walk like a frog twice, and sway left and right like a little crab once.
When they finally reached the hotel, Shen Tiantian even stood at attention, his small hands like a little penguin’s, pattering his feet like a duck.
“Big brother, big brother, look at me. Don’t I look super like a little swan?”
Where does this little one get his energy from? Shen Jinfeng thought.
He’s been restless all the way.
Shen Jinfeng reached out and tapped Shen Tiantian’s little head, saying speechlessly:
“I wasted a whole day, and now I have to watch you quack like a duck at night. I must be really full and have nothing better to do.”
Shen Tiantian was not happy. He continued to stomp his little feet and circle around him.
“You’re talking nonsense. I’m clearly a little swan!”
Shen Jinfeng reached out, held Shen Tiantian’s frantically spinning little head, and pushed him towards the sofa.
“Sit down and be good for a while. I’ll find a cartoon for you to watch.”
Then Shen Jinfeng warned, “I’m going to take a shower later. Don’t you dare do anything.”
Shen Tiantian craned his little neck and huffed.
He’s so well-behaved. How could he do anything?
Shen Jinfeng took his change of clothes and went to take a shower. Shen Tiantian held the small tablet and leaned against the sofa to watch a cartoon.
Halfway through the cartoon, a message box suddenly popped up on the tablet.
[Assistant Chen: Mr. Shen, have you decided on the celebrity for the live stream?]
Shen Tiantian clicked on the message box. His literacy was limited, and he couldn’t understand what it was saying for a long time.
But fortunately, the clever Tiantian was already very familiar with electronic products. He immediately shouted:
“Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi, help me read this sentence.”
After listening to Xiaozhi read the sentence in a mechanical voice, Shen Tiantian’s smart little head had a sudden realization.
So they had to choose a little star to do a live stream.
Shen Tiantian couldn’t help but prop up his little feet, feeling very pleased with himself. In the Shen family, he was the only little star!
Then he would definitely be the little streamer.
So Shen Tiantian clicked on the chat box and sent a voice-to-text message:
[Tiantian will be the streamer.]
Assistant Chen on the other side didn’t seem to understand this sentence and sent a question mark.
[What do you mean? Is Tiantian… your little brother?]
Shen Tiantian let out a breath. Why is this person named Assistant Chen so stupid?
How could he not even know who Tiantian is?
Shen Tiantian had no choice but to reply again: [That’s right.]
Assistant Chen stared at these two words and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
Not only “that’s right,” but “that’s right-ya”?
Since when did Shen Jinfeng like to use such cute tone words?
Assistant Chen didn’t understand. Assistant Chen was greatly shocked.
Assistant Chen quickly took a screenshot and saved it.
[Are you sure you want your little brother to be the first streamer?]
The live-streaming software that Shen Jinfeng had invested in and was co-operating had been increasing its market share competition recently.
In a couple of days, they were going to take advantage of the New Year’s Day holiday to invite some celebrities to do a live stream.
The purpose of this live stream was to expand their popularity, attract more netizens to download the software, and attract more high-quality streamers.
But Shen Jinfeng had been hesitating about the choice of streamer.
Shen Tiantian would not hesitate. He was a very decisive little cub.
[Of course. Why are you so stupid?]
Assistant Chen looked at the message from Shen Jinfeng, and his phone almost fell to the ground.
His boss… had his brain regressed to three or four years old?
But Assistant Chen had to finalize the list tonight. After asking twice, he finally, silently and hesitantly, filled in the three words “Shen Tiantian” in the column for the first streamer.
At this time, Shen Jinfeng had just finished showering and came out, wiping his wet hair.
He glanced at the little cub who was still playing with the tablet, picked him up, stripped him, and threw him into the bathtub.
“Stop playing. Hurry up and take a shower and go to sleep.”
Shen Tiantian flailed around in the bathtub, held onto the edge of the tub with his short little hands, and stuck his little tongue out at his brother.
“I know.”
Bathing Shen Tiantian was not difficult. He just had to throw him a little yellow duck, and this little chatterbox would hold the little yellow duck, sit quietly in the bathtub, and make up all sorts of stories on his own.
Shen Jinfeng, while washing his little head, listened to Shen Tiantian’s story of the little yellow duck fighting the evil mouse and finally becoming a star duck.
It could be considered to have a beginning and an end.
After listening to the story, Shen Jinfeng also washed the little one clean and wrapped him in a large bath towel and placed him on the bed.
At this time, Shen Tiantian was exhausted. After changing into his pajamas, he very consciously dived into the quilt on the bed, a tear squeezed out from the corner of his eye as he yawned.
He quieted down, his fair face flushed from the steam, his voice milky, like a little angel who had fallen to earth.
“Good night, big brother.”
After a tiring night of finally bathing the little one, Shen Jinfeng inexplicably felt a hint of emotion at this moment.
Not to mention, when the little one is good, he really melts one’s heart.
Shen Jinfeng’s features softened, and he said softly:
“Good night.”
Watching the little one fall asleep, Shen Jinfeng let out a breath and finally had some free time to deal with his own matters.
He picked up his phone, opened the WeChat that was synchronized with his tablet, and then saw “his” reply.
Shen Jinfeng: ???
Shen Jinfeng quickly picked up the tablet on the sofa, opened it, looked at the chat box, and a wave of anger rushed to his head.
“Shen… Tian… Tian!”
Shen Tiantian, who had just closed his eyes and was in a daze, was suddenly pulled out of the quilt by the scruff of his neck by Shen Jinfeng.
He was like a limp little salted fish, his little hands and feet hanging down, his eyes looking up at his brother with confusion.
“Big brother, are you crazy?”
Shen Jinfeng was panting heavily. Wasn’t he on the verge of going crazy?
He reached out his finger and poked Shen Tiantian’s little forehead hard.
He directly poked Shen Tiantian’s forehead into a spinning rattle-drum.
“Look what you’ve done! How did you become the first streamer?”
Shen Tiantian yawned, a hint of incomprehension on his obedient and fair little face. His sleepy brain hadn’t caught up. After thinking for a moment, he replied:
“You’re welcome?”
He didn’t like to be so ostentatious when he did good deeds.
Shen Jinfeng: “…”
“Having you as a little brother is really my blessing.”
A smile appeared on Shen Tiantian’s dazed little face. He curved his brows and eyes and patted his brother’s arm.
“Really? You’re so strange today, big brother. Why are you always praising me?”
Shen Jinfeng was completely silent.
