CH extra 2

Wen Li knew very well that she couldn't act tough in this situation.

"Understood, understood," she said, inexplicably remembering a cheesy line from a popular romance drama.

If you love, please love deeply; if you love, please love passionately.

It was truly a love that was deep and passionate.

Song Yan chuckled and wiped off the sweat from his forehead, which dripped onto Wen Li's collarbone.

After a while, when their bones were completely relaxed and their strength released, he leaned over her, lowering his head to kiss her while calming down his rapid heartbeat.

Wen Li, unwilling to yield, took the opportunity to gently bite his lip.

"Why are you biting me?" the man asked in a muffled voice, then he also bit her lip.

"I want you sing for me," Wen Li said.

Just moments ago, their minds were almost sent flying, but now that she had regained her senses, her first reaction was to bring up the topic from before.

Song Yan didn't expect her to be so stubborn by holding onto this topic and not letting go. It seemed that she really cared about it.

Letting out a sigh, he held her in his arms and tryied to persuade her, "My voice really doesn't sound good."

Wen Li strategically began complimenting him, "You're perfect in every way, with your looks compensating for everything."

Song Yan, who always maintained a calm expression, rarely showed a helpless and troubled expression on his face.

Wen Li looked at him with expectant eyes, her eyes sparkling.

"Teacher Song?"

Song Yan didn't say anything, his Adam's apple moved, as if struggling to find words.

She suddenly reached out and wrapped her hand around his neck, tilting her head slightly to touch her nose against his, and changed her address, "Senior."

Song Yan's resolute defense line collapsed.

He lowered his head and brought his lips close to her ear, softly singing in a voice that brushed against her like a feather, his breath tickling.

The feeling of listening to Xu Li's singing and listening to Song Yan's singing was completely different.

Xu Li's voice had a more youthful quality, clear and refreshing, while Song Yan deliberately lowered his voice. Although his tone was low and deep, it was easy to detect his lack of confidence.

For some reason, despite its imperfections, Wen Li loved it.

He only sang a short section before burying his head in her neck, pretending to fall asleep, without saying a word.

Wen Li commented, "It sounds good."

Song Yan still didn't say anything.

Following her words, she added, "...but it's a bit off-key."

Of course, this couldn't be blamed on Song Yan. It could only be said that the heavens didn't grant him the talent for singing, as they had bestowed all his talent on intelligence and acting skills.

"..."

Song Yan frowned.

Then he inexplicably thought of when she came to watch Bai Sen play basketball in high school.

At that time, her gaze remained focused on the court, but no one noticed that she was actually absent-minded.

After he made a three-point shot, Bai Sen was the first to run over excitedly and hug him, while patting his back forcefully, he exclaimed, "Awesome, bro!"

Did she just watch him?

Did she see that three-point shot just now?

With Bai Sen by his side, the teenage Song Yan couldn't say anything. He thought that perhaps he could use this method to attract her attention a little.

During halftime, Bai Sen asked Wen Li with excitement, "Did you see my amazing three-point shot just now? Wasn't it awesome?"

"Only one point, you're showing off," Wen Li bluntly criticized Bai Sen, then she pointed with her chin towards the boy beside her, "Wasn't Song Yan's three-point shot just now even more impressive?"

Song Yan involuntarily tightened his grip on the water bottle in his hand.

Almost instantly, Wen Li and Bai Sen diverted their attention to another topic, but the smile on Song Yan's lips continued until the end of halftime.

He was proud and had the desire to compete, wanting everything to be perfect.

He hoped to always appear perfect in front of the girl he liked.

Eighteen-year-old Song Yan was like this, and present-day Song Yan was still the same.

His perfect image was shattered. He asked casually, "Do you dislike it?"

Wen Li immediately denied, "No, absolutely not."

Song Yan smirked and gave her a meaningful look.

"Can you sing it again for me?" Wen Li suddenly became interested, "I'll record it on my phone so that I can listen to it later. You won't have to sing it for me again. I can just listen to the recording."

Song Yan finally smiled with a hint of annoyance, "Don't push your luck."

Wen Li shrunk back. Her impression of Song Yan had always been handsome and outstanding. No matter what he did, it seemed perfect, as if there were no flaws. But as their relationship grew stronger, she gradually noticed some minor imperfections that all men have. However, in her eyes, these flaws were insignificant.

In fact, she loved this man so much that even his flaws were endearing to her.

Wen Li stared at him and said, "You're so lovable now."

After hearing her praise several times, Song Yan had built up some resistance to it, so he responded calmly, "Not that lovable."

Instead of discouraging Wen Li, his indifferent response made her even more excited. She had a face full of adoration and suddenly hugged him tightly.

"You're the most lovable," Wen Li giggled, "Our Teacher Song is handsome and lovable."

Being hugged like a large doll, Song Yan felt a mixture of relish and discomfort in his body and mind.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he let out a low sigh, completely unable to resist, and restrained her with his strength.

In the mid afternoon, the curtains were drawn, allowing a faint light to seep in, casting a gentle glow on Wen Li's delicate appearance.

Though her whole body seemed to be exhausted, her mouth remained stubborn. Even though she was enduring the strain, she still complained, "You don't love me enough."

Her appearance caused Song Yan's ears and face to turn red. He chuckled, and with a clear and deep voice, he said, "Can love control one's desires?" Then he added with a hint of threat, "If you push it further, I'll dominate you."

In the end, while Wen Li did get to hear Song Yan sing, she paid a significant price with her body.

Although Song Yan exposed his shortcomings to Wen Li, he used his absolute strengths as a man to make up for those shortcomings.

The playful antics in the afternoon made their bedtime in night pure.

Since winning the award for [Ice City], Wen Li's choices for film scripts became more diverse. First, Lu Dan helped her filter out a batch of scripts and then let her choose the ones she liked.

Just now, Lu Dan sent her two scripts.

Wen Li looked at them and felt that both scripts were equally good, but she couldn't decide. She was a bit indecisive.

Sister Dan:「Don't you want to ask your husband for an opinion?」

So Wen Li showed her script to Song Yan and asked which one was better.

This year, [Ice City] has been nominated for several film awards. Song Yan and another male lead, Liang Xianhua, were both nominated for Best Actor. However, as a senior in the industry with many years of experience, it was expected that Liang Xianhua would win the Best Actor award.

When Liang Xianhua went on stage to receive the award, he specifically mentioned Song Yan, saying that the younger generation pushes the older generation forward, and he presented the award to Song Yan as a representative of the younger generation.

Song Yan has always had a discerning eye for scripts, and after this incident, the entire team became even more cautious in selecting scripts. They wouldn't compromise on their script choices just for the opportunity to collaborate with each other. Although there was a high demand online for the two of them to work together again, good scripts don't come easily. Even if one party was satisfied, negotiations need to take place with the other party. Collaboration still requires the right opportunity.

After Song Yan read the scripts, he discussed some content with her and finally asked, "Which one do you like?"

Wen Li responded calmly, "They're both alright."

Her indifferent reaction indicated that she wasn't interested in either of the scripts. Song Yan naturally noticed this and suggested, "Then let's take a look at some more."

Initially, Wen Li was hesitant, but when she heard his suggestion, it coincided with her own thoughts. Moreover, since Song Yan was her senior in the industry, it instantly boosted her confidence. She conveyed her decision to Lu Dan, who didn't insist and told her that as she had recently successfully transitioned, it was necessary to maintain exposure and not remain silent for too long. The script could be chosen later. Since there were no plans to start filming any projects at the moment, she should appear on variety shows and show her face.

Regarding the variety show, Wen Li left the decision entirely to her manager.

Lu Dan agreed to an invitation for Wen Li to appear as a guest on a music variety show, where she would be a special guest for one episode.

On the show, Wen Li sang a song as a guest. She had received professional training, so standing on stage with a live microphone and singing was not a big issue for her. After finishing the song, the other guests praised her with applause.

One of the guests specifically mentioned Xu Li, saying, "I want to ask, is this talent inherited? Both siblings sing so well."

Wen Li had never heard her parents sing, so she wasn't sure if it was inherited. She replied vaguely, "Maybe it is."

Another guest immediately brought up Song Yan, saying, "Hey, I'm really curious about how our teacher Song Yan sings."

Unexpectedly, Wen Li burst into laughter.

"Is Teacher Song's singing good?"

Wen Li laughed heartily and then exclaimed, "It's amazing! Heavenly! Rarely heard in the mortal world!"

The program team and the other guests were stunned by her response. After the show aired, even netizens were taken aback.

Later, news of Song Yan's heavenly voice somehow spread. It wasn't a big deal at first, until it reached the ears of the leaders at the State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television.

Song Yan was already a role model in the industry, being invited to host or present awards at the main melody gala and other events every year. With this rumor, this year's gala wouldn't simply invite him as a guest.

Song Yan's manager, Ke Bin, delivered the good news to him, saying, "This year's gala wants to invite you to perform the opening song in collaboration with a singer at the national level."

Song Yan misheard and asked, "What?"

"You should thank your wife for this," The manager repeated what he had just said and said contentedly, "It's all thanks to your heavenly voice. Don't hide it and only sing for your wife in private. Sing it for the whole nation on the gala."

Song Yan: "......?"

Is the threshold for a heavenly voice so low now?